As soon as Mr. Jia woke up, he immediately trembled, and a black qi spread from the inside out, quickly spreading all over his body, and in just an instant, a group of blood-red centipedes on his calves were shaken into a puddle of mud. At the same time, when the hands were pinching quickly, there seemed to be countless finger remnants in front of him, which was dazzling and dizzying.

And with his movements, the gray little bell above his head quickly expanded, falling rapidly from top to bottom, and with a bang, the big bell just fell, and the ground was instantly covered with spider silk-like cracks, and his whole person was also firmly protected by the big bell.

After doing this in the blink of an eye, Mr. Jia breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Ning Fat and said angrily: "Little girl, you are really looking for death..."

Before he finished speaking, the surrounding pink petals hit Mr. Jia like a torrential rain, like the sound of hail hitting the copper bell, the gray bell just shook at first, and the petals continued to shoot out, and the bell did not move.

Seeing this, Mr. Jia completely relieved himself, and then stopped talking nonsense, stretched out his hand, and placed the pitch-black giant sword in front of the big bell, and the next moment a power grid composed of black lightning in the dark room seemed to emerge slowly, and pushed it towards the condensation.

Seeing this, Ning Fat did not panic, showed a successful smile at it, and then ignored the oncoming power grid, and stretched out his hand to Mr. Jia.

Before Mr. Jia could understand what was going on, he saw that inside the big bell, the corpse of the centipede that had been shocked and the flesh was blurred, and the slightest pink light rose into the air, condensing but not dissipating, just in the blink of an eye, it had already turned into a Xiuqiao long sword, and stabbed him in the heart.

At such a close distance, under the sneak attack, Mr. Jia was completely unexpected, and he was about to pierce his heart in the next moment.

At this moment, a sigh sounded, and a touch of gold flew out from Mr. Jia's cuffs, like a swallow drilling into the sky, without seeing the condensation, he cut the delicate long sword in two, as if a knife cut tofu.

After doing this, Mr. Jia kept moving his hand, pointing at the clotted fat again, and the next moment, a golden thread extended from the gap in the large clock in front of him, ran through the heart of the clotted fat, and stopped in front of the wall of the dark room.

It wasn't until a mouthful of blood spurted out of the clotting mouth that the golden thread formed under the extreme speed of the flying sword slowly dissipated.

After a while, he covered his chest, even though his face was pale, he still bowed and said, "Thank you Senior Shen for your mercy!"

At this time, I saw that a large piece of Mr. Jia's chest bulged out, and with a sound like the fabric being torn, I saw that a section of his arm suddenly appeared on the bulge of his chest, and then the crack expanded rapidly, and a figure walked out of Mr. Jia's body.

I saw that the person who appeared was of medium height, coarse cloth clothes, and his eyebrows were like a deep serpentine groove, lying across the door of his head.

This person is none other than Shen Zhuchen!

The original Mr. Jia had already dried up into a ball of paper and fell lightly to the ground.

After Shen Zhuchen appeared, he looked at the entire room for a moment, and then with a flick of his finger, he saw a black light rapidly expanding from the bottom of the oil lamp, and soon covered the entire dark room, completely isolating the dark room from the outside world.

After doing this, Shen Zhuchen looked at the condensation for a moment, and then said slowly: "The condensation girl is really good, it is worthy of abandoning the original cultivation of the late stage of foundation building as a sword cultivator, and re-cultivating the poison path from scratch, and the person who has reached the foundation building period, if I am really the original Mr. Jia, I am afraid that I have died under your Gu poison now." ”

"Before you ask me anything, I have a question I want to ask Miss Clotted Fat, I don't know if it's okay?"

As soon as Ning Grin saw that as soon as Shen Zhuchen made a move, he wrapped the entire dark room with black light, and he was shocked, and secretly sensed the prohibition of the original dark room, and found that although the original dark room prohibition that he specially customized did not lose a penny, no matter how he pinched it, the prohibition outside was stunned and did not react at all, and then thinking of the Jindan monk in front of him, even if he knew that he was going to win, he couldn't help but be a little nervous.

Hearing Shen Zhuchen's question at this moment, Ning Fat swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with a reluctant smile: "Senior Shen has praised it falsely, this little bit of coagulation is a little bit of ability, where can you catch up with your old man's quiet promotion to the Jindan stage, what problems do you have with your predecessors, but it doesn't matter." ”

Hearing this, Shen Zhuchen stared at the condensation for a moment, then suddenly chuckled, and pinched his hand lightly somewhere on the back of his head, and saw that in the void where his finger was, a ball of pink peach blossom petals suddenly appeared, and in the middle of the petal clusters, a Xiuqiao long sword was buzzing and shaking.

Seeing this, Ning Fat's face turned pale, and he hurriedly saluted Shen Zhuchen, and hurriedly said, "Senior Shen forgives sins, this is not..."

Shen Zhuchen waved his hand, directly held the long sword upside down, handed over the natal flying sword of condensed fat, and said at the same time: "The girl has only been a wrestler for a few years, and between the shots, there is no shadow of a qi practitioner. ”

After speaking, Shen Zhuchen glanced at the condensation fat again, and said, "Also, I am indeed in the Jindan period, so don't try the fat girl again." Well, there is no need to leave anything to chance. ”

Ning Fat carefully took the long sword handed over, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and then replied: "Although the wrestlers can't cultivate aura, most of them are top masters from their respective countries, and supplemented by the ghostly effect of the Eight Desolation Gong, their means are far beyond the ability of those qi practitioners on the mountain, and I just learn from their strengths, and bring trouble to the seniors, and hope for Haihan." ”

"As for letting Senior Shen get into the Tao just now, you are too humble at this point, if it weren't for the fact that your predecessor was trapped in Mr. Jia's skin, ten percent of your strength would not be able to exert one percent, and no matter how hard you go out, you won't be able to move you at all. ”

When Shen Zhuchen heard this, he said with a smile: "Defeat is defeat, it's useless to talk about it, I really underestimated Lux before, but after a few contacts, I found that Lux is really powerful, and I really need to learn from it." ”

Hearing this, he said, "The few contacts with the wrestlers that Senior Shen said include this wrestler named Xu Shan?"

Shen Zhuchen nodded, looked at Xu Shan's phantom with flickering eyes, and said, "Miss Fat guessed right. So, I just want to ask, what went wrong with me that made you discover who I am? Is this a wrestler?"

Hearing this, Condensation did not answer immediately, but flipped his palm, and under the rolling of the aura, he saw that above his palm, a small golden sword phantom surrounded by countless petals appeared. The phantom of the little sword was dim, and as the figure was revealed, the figure of the little sword became more and more blurred, and it was just a time to breathe, and it had completely disappeared, and the petals that had originally wrapped the little sword fell one after another, scattering the entire palm of the hand.

At this time, he listened to the condensed grease and said: "Just rely on the afterimage of Shen senior's flying sword and sword yuan." ”

Shen Zhuchen snorted, his eyes showed interest, and he nodded: "This is indeed the sword element of my natal flying sword, but how the condensing girl found out my identity, I would like to hear more." ”

After that, Shen Zhuchen said again: "Since I have now revealed my identity as you wish, then should the fat girl remove the poison from the body, although she is just a pickled woman, but she is still my nominal wife, and of course it is also an important talisman for me at present, I am still very anxious to see her suffering at home." ”

Hearing this, Condensation immediately said: "Senior Shen, don't blame, this is just a clumsy way to let the seniors reveal their identities, and the little woman will let people unravel the Gu poison on her body now." "Literary