True Yuan kept pouring out, which was worthy of the Tibetan Snow Sword, Peng Yi never expected that the other party's flying sword would be so powerful, where it was like rushing to meet the enemy, it was obviously intentional or unintentional, and the intentions were extremely sinister. He gritted his teeth, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the Bihu sword, pinched the sword trick, and forcibly urged the poison in the sword to attack the Zangxue sword. The five poisonous and polluted flying swords of the rohu are still above the six-winged water snake, Peng Yi and the others are unwilling to make such a ruthless move, but the other party's flying sword is so sharp, if he keeps his hand, he is afraid that even his life will be confessed here.

Wisps of dark green poison rose from the sword, rushing towards the Tibetan Snow Sword like a tide, but it was blocked by an invisible barrier, which was insurmountable. Under the infusion of the Gentu True Yuan, the blue mang became more and more prosperous, and where the blades intersected, the Bihu sword gradually showed the silver white of the sword tire itself, and then with a crisp sound, the flying sword cracked a very fine crack, like the ice frozen, and the crack expanded rapidly, and it spread to the sword body in an instant.

Peng Yi's surprise is not trivial, a heart can't help but sink, the Poison Sword Sect is different from the Imperial Sword Sect and the Flying Feather Sect, the lifelong cultivation, the flying sword will account for most of it, if the Bi Dahu Sword is destroyed in one fell swoop, refining a suitable flying sword from scratch, I don't know how much time and effort it will take. Anger rises from the heart, evil is born on the side of the gall, under the impulse, he turns his heart horizontally, and goes all out to urge the five poisonous tricks, the poison escapes from the cracks, condenses but does not disperse, churns and surges, and turns into a blue dace, less than half a foot long, with two pairs of beards on his lips, shaking his head, naïve, desperately struggling, as if he is entangled in an invisible fishing net, and cannot get out.

The blood, flesh, heart, liver, and intestines of the dace contain five different kinds of poison, the five poisons are mixed, the number is uneven, the toxicity is different, once it penetrates into the heart, Da Luo Jinxian is also difficult to save, Peng Yi forced out the dace, obviously fighting for his life, and there is no way out.

Wei Qiqi put away the Zangxue sword, stared at the blue dace intently, quite curious, he had seen the flying sword transform, in the Chixia Valley, Shen Tuping's flying sword could transform into the appearance of a six-winged water snake, but the poisonous transformation was unheard of.

Jin Peiyu knew that once the dace exploded, it would become dead within a radius of three zhang, Wei Qiqi and Peng Yi were both burning, and it was difficult to fly with wings, so she grabbed Yu Yao's arm and dragged it away, her face was extremely ugly.

Poison transformation is the killer weapon of the Poison Sword Sect, confined to the door rules, Peng Yi never mentioned it to Yu Yao, she didn't know how powerful the dace was, and asked, "Senior sister, what's wrong?"

Jin Peiyu smiled reluctantly and said, "They ...... They fight hard, stay away, don't hurt the pond fish. She didn't dare to reveal the truth, for fear that Yu Yao would kill her life in vain under her impulse.

Peng Yi smiled fiercely and drove the bida, and there was only one thought left in his heart, "I can't get it, and you don't want to think about it!" I didn't want the bice to struggle hard, get rid of the shackles of the bihu sword, and swim around the flying sword leisurely and leisurely, enjoying himself, ignoring Peng Yi at all.

Peng Yi's eyes bulged out, he didn't know what was wrong, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, he hurriedly recited the spell, urged the sword trick, the dace turned around and glanced at him, looked at him again, continued to enjoy himself, the range of swimming gradually expanded, and he was getting farther and farther away from the bihu sword.

Since Wei Qiqi put away his sword and didn't fight, he obviously let him go, Peng Yi gradually calmed down, trying to take the dace back into the sword, I don't know if the dace was free and didn't want to return to the cage, or the dace sword was hit hard and couldn't recover the poison, he tossed for a long time, still the sword is a sword, the fish is a fish, and the two have nothing to do.

Wei Qiqi just taught his master and nephew a lesson, and did not be ruthless, reasonable and responsible, and put it on the table in a dignified manner, even if Peng Yi's master was present, there was nothing to say, but it was Peng Yi, who couldn't live because of his own sin, and released the blue dace out, but he didn't listen to the call, and this face was lost! Jin Peiyu's heart fell back into her stomach, and she breathed a sigh of relief, the worst scene finally didn't happen, but she waited for a long time, and a heart rose to her throat again, looking at Peng Yi's sweaty frame, it was obviously a big problem, and the dace couldn't be taken back, which was not much worse than the worst scene she imagined.

Wei Qiqi stood aside and watched, but saw that Peng Yi not only took back the dace, but the dace sword couldn't bear the heavy pressure, and the "bang" broke into several pieces. The blue dace was relieved, and the speed of swimming in the void suddenly increased several times, shaking its head and tail, and it was extremely happy.

For a while, Peng Yi's face was like ashes, he glanced back at Jin Peiyu, smiled bitterly, and stepped back step by step.

Jin Peiyu immediately made a decision and shouted: "Uncle Wei, the dace is extremely poisonous, if you lose control, there will be endless troubles!"

Wei Qiqi said in his heart: "This kind of poisonous incarnation thing, it can't be blown or shot, if there is going to be trouble, it should also be carried by the Poison Sword Sect with this black cauldron...... Hey, this dace is undriven, how can it swim freely, is it...... Could it be that there is another spirit in it?"

It doesn't matter to himself, and he doesn't have to suffer from gains and losses, Wei Qiqi urged the Penglai bag under the back of his left hand, aimed at the blue dace and took a shot, and gently and skillfully, he ingested a spirit into the bag, and it turned into nothing in a blink of an eye. The spirit in the body of the blue dace is not strong, like a drop of water falling into a big lake, it can't even lift the waves, and the Penglai bag has no reaction.

The originally lively blue dace lost its spirit and suddenly froze in the air, and after a while, its body bulged into large bags, and it was about to explode. Jin Peiyu shouted: "Retreat!" Before the words fell, there was a commotion in the direction of Jiuqu Waterfall, some people screamed, some people exclaimed, obviously there was an accident in the round-up of "Silver Horn".

"Oh no, the 'Silver Horn' hurts!"

"Don't panic, it can't escape!"

"He Yu guards the west, Du Mo guards the southwest, and the others get out of the way and let the 'Silver Horn' pass!"

"Senior brother, the 'Silver Horn' is coming towards you!"

"Be careful, Silver Horn is injured!"

......

In the noise, an afterimage swept through the treetops, it was the "silver horn" that had just escaped, it saw that the dace was about to collapse, like a glutton, it vibrated three pairs of wings and flew up, swallowed the dace in one bite, and disappeared immediately.