The steel needles in the sky were quenched with poison on each one, shining with a cold luster. No one expected that this thin and tall man turned out to be a famous secret weapon master in the area of Jiang Ancheng, famous for his light secret weapons, but it is a pity that whether it is the poison king or Zuo Meng, neither of them is afraid of his secret weapon, let alone his poison.

Zuo Meng drew out his long sword, and the fast sword was like light, forming a sword curtain, and cutting off all the steel needles that attacked.

On the other side, the poison king was even more straightforward, standing there without moving, all the steel needles shot on him were melted before they touched the skin, and the poison on this old poison didn't know how to match, it was completely beyond common sense.

The tall and thin man erupted dozens of rounds in a row, and only fell to the ground until all the hidden weapons were used up.

Looking at Zuo Meng and the Poison King who were unscathed, as well as the dense steel needles scattered on the ground, the thin and tall man showed a desperate expression.

"How can there be a master of your level? Why don't people like you go to the sect to recommend it, and come to compete for opportunities with a little person like me!!"

"You're talking too much. ”

The Poison King walked over and didn't look at the tall and thin man, or even make a move. The tall and thin man who was still talking suddenly grabbed his throat, his eyes glared at the boss, and there was a 'hehe' sound in his throat, but in a moment, his face turned black and purple, and blood flowed from his eyes and nostrils.

Skinny and tall are dead.

I don't even know when the poison king was poisoned, maybe in the eyes of the poison king, the thin and tall man is not an enemy from beginning to end, but can only be regarded as an ant, the kind that can be trampled to death at will.

"You're the only one left. ”

"Calculate the time, the poison should have attacked. ”

The poison king glanced at Zuo Meng, the only one who was still standing, this person who intervened in the middle was also the first time he saw it, but it didn't matter, his poison was colorless and tasteless, as long as he was standing, he had already been poisoned, just like the thin and tall man just now, just because he smelled the breath on his body, he died.

"I should have passed the test this time. ”

The Poison King didn't look at Zuo Meng again, in his eyes, this person was already a dead man.

He looked up at the clearing next to him, as if he was talking to someone.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed.

Poof!

A sword seals the throat!

The poison king's left hand grabbed his throat, but he couldn't stop the blood spraying out.

I'm dead?

'Bang', the corpse fell, and the Death Poison King didn't close his eyes, and there was still a trace of doubt in his eyes, why was this person not afraid of his poison?

Zuo Meng, who had modified the poison resistance, slowly walked out of the poisonous mist, shook the sword in his hand, and brought up a string of blood beads.

"Who gave you confidence?"

In fact, the poison king's martial arts are not bad, at least Zuo Meng, who only has twenty internal strength left, is not necessarily his opponent, but this poison king is a little too confident, he believes in his poison too much, so he didn't even look at Zuo Meng more, so that Zuo Meng killed him, and he didn't even have the process of resisting, and it was a little like a joke.

Bang Bang Bang!

"Wonderful. ”

A man in a brocade robe stepped out of the shadows, followed by two people, one of whom was the same villain who had been holding the boat before, and the other was a woman with a frosty face.

"Can you tell me how you managed to escape this guy's poisonous mist?"

"Situ Nan?"

Zuo Meng did not answer his question, but opened his mouth to ask rhetorically. He had already sensed that there was someone hidden next to him, not only him, but also the previous Poison King, otherwise he wouldn't have spoken to the air.

"Presumptuous! I don't kneel down when I see Your Excellency. ”

Your Excellency?

Zuo Meng's heart jumped, and then looked at the man in the brocade robe, and found that he couldn't see the strength of the other party clearly, and under the movement of his heart, the eye of luck emerged, and in an instant, Zuo Meng was shocked by the picture in front of him, under the eye of luck, Zuo Meng seemed to see a rising sun, and the boundless luck surrounded the man in the brocade robe like the sun, as if this person was the protagonist of the world.

In comparison, the luck of Master Zuo Hansheng and Senior Sister Zuo Qiu is a little insignificant.

With such luck, Zuo Meng couldn't guess the identity of the person. What is the third disciple of the old man of the black wind, Situ Nan, is a rumor at all, the so-called third disciple Situ Nan does not exist, this 'one in a million' is set by the black wind, what is the purpose is not yet understood, it must be a blind rumor, and the news dealers like gopher can't keep it just a line that this old guy put outside.

"Renzun?"

Zuo Meng's voice was a little dry.

Before, he was guessing, but now he is sure that the so-called three cultivators are definitely not martial arts, otherwise he will definitely not be able to see his strength, when he was in Heifeng Zhai before, the elder in green shirt was very strong, and the internal strength of Yijiazi Zuo Meng could see it, but the person in front of him couldn't see the depth at all.

A higher level of power!

Ordinary people can't guess or understand, but who is Zuo Meng? The world has been created, and civilizations have gone through two, and they can guess at a glance.

"Don't be so formal. ”

The brocade-robed man did not deny his identity.

"Can you tell me how you dodged the last poisonous mist? In fact, the disciple I decided to do this time was originally a pig, but I didn't expect you to give me a surprise. ”

It should be the name of the poison king, and judging from the words of the Black Wind Venerable, this 'one in a million' should be his means of choosing apprentices, and the test that the poison king said before his death should be the final test of accepting apprentices, but he didn't expect to be stirred up by Zuo Meng, no wonder the poison king didn't look at Zuo Meng and others at the beginning, maybe in the eyes of the poison king, Zuo Meng and these people are just tools for the exam, but the poison king himself didn't expect that there was Zuo Meng's open dog in the tool.

"I was born with a special constitution and was not afraid of poisons, and so far, I have not found any poisons that can hurt me. ”

Now that he has met Renzun himself, Zuo Meng's plan to sneak into the Black Wind Castle to make a big deal will have to be reformulated. And as far as the strength of the Black Wind Venerable is currently perceived, the plan to steal the exercises and grab the last powder in the Black Wind Fort is undoubtedly that the old birthday star eats arsenic, and it has to be changed to a more secure one, such as worshipping a teacher or something, at least having a legal identity.

As for the disciples of the Liuhe Sect......

He Zuo Shaoxia is not an ancient person with rigid thinking, and besides, his master Zuo Hansheng also worships other teachers.

"Do you have a special physique?"

The Black Wind Venerable nodded.

"It's rare, but it's not impossible. ”

It can be regarded as approving Zuo Meng's answer, with the strength of the Black Wind Venerable, I felt the difference between him at the first sight of Zuo Meng, which was also caused by the mutation of some parts of his body after Zuo Meng changed the law.

"I was originally going to accept him as my seventh disciple, but since you killed him, this quota will fall on you, let me ask you, would you like to be my apprentice of Black Wind?"