As the sound of Feng Centipede sounded, those blood poison centipedes seemed to have been stimulated by something, and their crawling speed instantly increased by more than ten times, and the grass and trees where they passed withered and were scorched.

And under that piece of scorched yellow earth, there were centipedes one after another, although they were much smaller and not so bright in scarlet, but there were many of them, I am afraid that there were three times the number of blood poisonous centipedes!

"Suffer death!" Feng Wuzi sneered, opened his hands, each holding a green skin gourd, opened the lid with a shake of his hand, and shouted loudly: "Hongxia descends!" ”

Before the words fell, a thick scarlet mist emerged from the two green-skinned gourds.

The scarlet mist spread extremely fast, covering the entire courtyard in the blink of an eye, and at the same time rapidly descending downward, blurring people's vision, and an extremely fishy smell began to fill the air.

At the same time, Feng Wuzi suddenly waved into the air, and dozens of strange-looking bats rushed into the red mist and disappeared.

The martial artists of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate have always done their best.

Because they themselves are extremely good at hiding killing moves, they are naturally very guarded against this, and as long as they shoot with murderous intent, they will kill the other party in the shortest time.

Obviously, Feng Wuzi is like this.

This series of attacks was clearly aimed at killing them.

"Senior, be careful, this is the poisonous gas 'Red Mist' of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect!" Pei Zhiqing exclaimed, "Hold your breath!" ”

She reminded Lu Heng that she was taking a great risk.

Even if it is just a sentence or two, it is very likely that the poisonous gas will be inhaled into the mouth.

"Hmm." Lu Heng bowed his head lightly and stopped breathing.

Although he could clearly sense that the poison gas had no effect on him, it was better to be cautious.

And this poison gas really stinks.

If you can, you won't smell it.

Anyway, with his current cultivation at the first level of Qi refining, it would be easy to hold his breath for six or seven hours.

"It's just useless not to breathe! Cook my good kids' food! ”

Feng Wuzi's voice came again, and I don't know what means were used, it seemed to be layered, as if it was everywhere, and it was impossible to judge his location with the sound.

At the same time, the dozens of weird bats also emitted a sound that ordinary people couldn't hear, trying to shock Lu Heng and Pei Zhiqing and make them dizzy.

Pei Zhiqing had only just entered the sixth level of martial arts, and he couldn't withstand such a combined attack at all, and immediately felt a splitting headache and almost fainted.

She couldn't help but feel a little desperate in her heart, the Ten Thousand Poisons Gate actually came to such a master.

Could it be that Fang Qian really planned to dedicate Heyang County to Nanmiaoguo?

Lu Heng didn't feel anything, his eyes looked at a direction in the red mist, and he was very puzzled, "What's the matter, a martial artist with a similar level of life to me, the attack methods are just these bells and whistles?" ”

The reason why he didn't make a move immediately was because he sensed that Feng Wuzi's life level was similar to his own, and he planned to roughly find out the other party's strength first, so as not to make a rash move and fall into passivity.

Anyway, with the dehydration amulet on your body, you don't have to worry about getting really hurt.

But he didn't expect that Feng Wuzi had done a little bit to make this completely lethal mist, and there was a group of useless centipedes and bats.

It's like juggling.

Obviously, the life level is already equivalent to the immortal cultivator of the first level of qi refining, just this means?

Or is this person hiding his strength?

"Let's try his martial arts."

Lu Heng's eyes locked on Feng Wuzi, and the Black Tiger Soul Dementor Knife appeared in his palm, and the mana was infused into it, urging it to concuss.

"Ahh

Feng Wuzi, who was about to finish off Lu Heng and Pei Zhiqing, couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, only to feel as if his head had been smashed by some heavy object, and the whole person became dizzy and a little delirious.

And at this time, Lu Heng had already strode in front of him, and the black dementor knife slashed horizontally, and the white light that lit up on the surface, and the sword light full of strong killing intent immediately burst out.

Killing swordsmanship!

The crisis of death struck, and a cyan centipede lying in Feng Centipede's arms suddenly bit its owner fiercely.

The severe pain made Feng Wuzi, who was in a state of dizziness, wake up.

"What's going on?!"

Facing the pure white sword light that was close at hand, he was horrified in his heart, and the cold hairs on his whole body exploded.

Immediately, he almost frantically mobilized his true qi in his body, and actually forcibly moved his body sideways more than three meters away, but the sword light still brushed in front of his chest, directly crushing the green centipede into a few points.

But Feng Wuzi became more and more incredulous in his heart, and said in shock: "Why is there only this distance?!" ”

The peerless "Horizontal Movement Dafa" at the bottom of the box just now, usually with all his strength, can instantly move more than three zhang horizontally, but now there is only less than thirty percent of the distance left.

It's like some kind of weird suppression.

"I see." Lu Heng's face showed a sudden expression, and he did not continue to move, but walked slowly towards Feng Wuzi, and at the same time put his left hand behind his back, silently pinched a spell, and tried to cast a wind spell.

This time I was lucky, and I succeeded directly.

Thundered!

The void suddenly made a trembling sound, and a tornado that enveloped a range of five or six meters appeared in this courtyard out of thin air.

It was like a huge whirlpool, and it began to sweep through everything around it in a frenzy.

In an instant, the centipedes and bats that filled the yard and the red mist were sucked in by the tornado.

The inside of the tornado is like a meat grinder, turning centipedes and bats into countless debris, and those red mist can only be trapped in the wind, and cannot spread out at all.

"How is it possible, where did the strange wind come from?!" Feng Wuzi was dumbfounded, as if he had seen a ghost, and the whole person sat directly on the ground.

The situation was beyond his comprehension.

Then, he saw an even more unbelievable scene.

This tornado actually swirled behind Lu Heng, and slowly walked towards him with Lu Heng.

At this time, due to the disappearance of the sound interference of bats, Pei Zhiqing had regained consciousness.

She was still surprised to find that there was no red mist and centipedes in the yard, and then she saw the scene where Lu Heng slowly walked towards Feng Wuzi with a tornado.

"This, what is this?!" Pei Zhiqing was stunned for a moment, looking at the tornado in disbelief, almost wondering if he was hallucinating.

Why did this tornado occur in Heyang County?

And he follows behind people like a well-behaved pet!

Incredible!

Lu Heng looked at Feng Wuzi's expression, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.

That's what you want!

Through the temptation just now, he had figured out where the gap between the martial artist in front of him and himself was, and he could completely subdue him and ask for the information he wanted to know.

This is more rewarding than sneaking over and asking!

Zheng!

The Black Tiger Dementor Knife was directly inserted into Feng Wuzi's side, making this master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect tremble.

At this time, Lu Heng had already come to him, the wind was whistling behind him, the sword light in his hand was flickering, and he said with a pleasant face: "I ask, you answer, don't talk nonsense."

"Really?"