Before the old man of the Phantom Sea was carried away, one person couldn't wait to come to the stage, this person was dark-faced, thin and dry, his face was full of pimples, his hair didn't know if he was born, or he never washed it, it was unkempt, and if you looked closely, there were insects burrowing in the hair. The clothes are even more sloppy, gray and black robes, with pockets everywhere, and if you don't look closely, they look like beggars' patches.

"Sign up!" Leng Wushuang looked at this person with a feeling of disgust in his heart.

"Black Water Palace Pan Long!" This person is Pan Long, the number one poison hand in the world, Wu Zu recultivated, and ranked eighteenth in the preliminary round of the Supreme Competition with 4.2 million combat power, and the lowest ranking in the Twelve Palaces. But his poisonous skills are unique in the world. I don't know how many famous martial arts heroes died silently under his poison.

Cultivating to reach the realm of martial venerable, he is not afraid of the five poisons of the world, and any poison can be removed from the body through the yuan force. But this Black Dragon Palace doesn't know where to get the Nine Shadows Black Water to refine the Ten Thousand Poisonous Hands. The diffuse black poisonous gas can erode the Martial Ancestor's Yuan Force, which can only be suppressed, and can never be removed until the Yuan Power is exhausted and he dies. If the Yuan Force can't be suppressed, it will instantly corrode the flesh and turn into thick water.

Their cultivation is not high, but the twelve palaces are afraid of him, if they can't defeat the enemy with one move, they simply admit defeat, if they are not very contaminated by the Nine Shades of Black Water, they can only wait for the Yuan Power to be exhausted, and the cultivation will be dispersed and turned into a result of thick water.

Leng Wushuang heard his poisonous hand, his heart trembled, the twelve palaces are not weak, and there is still no one who can resist this Nine Shadows Black Water, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to resist, but he can't suffer this loss, let alone use his body to get close to him.

The reason why Leng Wushuang suppressed his skills to fight with others was to hide his strength and avoid being calculated, and secondly, he wanted to see all the martial arts in the world and learn from each other's strengths to improve himself, but he was not interested in this poisonous skill. Holding the stainless steel Xuantie spear in his hand, a heavy Martial Ancestor's shadowless sword qi was poured into the short spear, the steel spear's yuan power lingered, and the tip of the spear was even more white, this was the pure shadowless sword qi.

The ten thousand poisonous hand Pan Long saw that Leng Wushuang was going to fight undeclared, and suddenly attacked, and he also knew that the Twelve Palaces would treat him like this when they saw him. His hands were raised, and his whole body was filled with black air. Stretching out his hands towards Leng Wushuang, the black gas on the tips of his fingers was even thicker, and there were two faintly visible Nine Nether Ghost Phantoms on both hands, with hideous faces hovering, as if they were hungry and thirsty, and wanted to devour the other party's Yuan Force at any time.

Leng Wushuang shuddered unconsciously, and he stabbed the spear straight at Pan Long, which was the force of the spear.

Pushing Pan Long out with his hands together, the black yuan force condensed into a black sword qi and attacked the steel spear. The moment of contact with the steel gun, there was no earth-shattering momentum, and it was silent.

But in an instant, Leng Wushuang's face changed greatly, the Nine Shades of Black Water Mystery Poison entangled with Yuan Force, and the steel spear gradually changed from bright silver to black, the more the Nine Shades Black Water devoured the Yuan Force, the more toxic it became, and there was a tendency to enter Leng Wushuang's body through the steel spear.

He didn't dare to keep it anymore, and directly the peak Yuan Force of the Triple Martial Ancestor passed through the Xuanyu Realm, and the five-fingered Yuan Force surged out, and the entire steel spear turned snow-white, forcing the black qi back.

"Oh, it's not simple, you are the first person in this martial arts to force back my Nine Shadows Black Water Poison!" he said, the black qi all over his body rose, and the whole person seemed to have turned into the Nine Shadows Ghost, and the Nine Shadows Sword formed by the black qi was even more condensed, and the white short spear began to turn black from the tip of the sword, gradually approaching Leng Wushuang's hands, and the spear head had been filled in a moment.

Leng Wushuang's forehead also saw sweat, it is said that the other party has no strength to resist his own vitality at all, and the black ghost can actually devour the vitality to make himself stronger. Leng Wushuang was a little scared in his heart, and the second wave of Yuan Force poured out, and in an instant, the black qi forced him back, and the steel spear turned snow-white again. The black sword shattered in an instant. Both retreated.

Leng Wushuang said secretly, no wonder the Twelve Palaces were afraid of him, if it weren't for the Xuanbing Divine Needle in the White Water Palace, I am afraid that they would not dare to provoke him at all. He actually forced himself to take out all his strength, which was worthy of the Nine Shadows Black Water Poison. It's so poisonous. He didn't dare to stay, he had to fight quickly, and infuse the Yuan Force again, this time it was the Triple Martial Ancestor Yuan Force, and it was strong and condensed, and the steel spear turned into a snow-white short spear. But before he could start attacking, Pan Long had already moved.

Pan Long, the Ten Thousand Poisonous Hand, used the body technique and martial arts of the Black Water Palace, the Nine Ghost Shadows, and the whole person turned into a ghost shadow, fluctuating. This can greatly increase the lethality of the opponent. The Zodiac Palace really lives up to his reputation, he is not only poisonous, but this body and skill are enough to stand alone in the martial arts.

Leng Wushuang hurriedly stepped on the Nine Palaces Flying Star Step, and in an instant, nine phantoms appeared, and it was difficult to distinguish between true and false. Of course, the nine figures were cold and unmatched, he didn't dare to get close to the other party's wandering ghosts, and dodged as much as possible, looking for an opportunity to attack. It is difficult for the other party to start, and if you accidentally get hit, it will be more than worth the loss.

That Pan Long didn't get a bargain in the last encounter, he didn't delay anymore, and suddenly, he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood fell on the Nine Nether Sword, and the broken Dark Sword instantly grew to a five-foot long sword. Originally, it was a phantom sword formed by black qi, but it was condensed as if it really existed. The black qi on the sword rises. The Nine Nether Phantoms were even more brutal and hideous when they saw the blood. The phantom turned into a real shadow and rushed towards Leng Wushuang. Leng Wushuang no longer dodged, and the snow-white short spear met him.

The hand-to-hand battle is still silent, but it is a contest of life and death. Leng Wushuang did not hesitate, and in an instant, the second wave of Yuan Force poured in, as soon as Yuan Force entered the gun, the third wave of Yuan Force had already poured into the steel gun. The first wave of Yuan Force and the black sword clashed, half of the spear had turned black, if it wasn't for Leng Wushuang's Yuan Force coming out in time, then I am afraid that it would erode his hands in an instant, at this moment the second wave of Yuan Force surged, in an instant, the black withdrew, and the steel spear returned to the whole body snow white.

At this moment, the third wave of attacks had already hit, and in a single breath, the entire black Nine Shadows Famous Sword shattered, turning into black gas. At this moment, the fourth wave of Yuan Force had poured into the steel spear, and the steel spear came out of his hand and shot towards Pan Long's chest.

The black qi of Pan Long's whole body instantly gathered in front of his chest, and with a bang, Pan Long was shocked to the side of the mountain, lying there not knowing whether he was alive or dead. Fortunately, he finally used the black qi to erode the steel spear's Yuan Force, and did not break his Martial Ancestor's body. Otherwise, the white steel gun must pass through the chest.

Pan Long was lying on the ground, the black qi dissipated all over his body, and the person was motionless, I am afraid that the shock was not light.

Looking at the steel gun that fell to the ground, the black gas was filled. Leng Wushuang didn't dare to pick up the steel spear directly, but used the five strongest Yuan forces of the Xuanyu Hand to pass through the Xuan Realm to inject the steel spear, and the steel spear turned snow-white from the root, forcing the black qi to retreat, and finally retreated to the tip of the steel spear, and the entire steel spear turned into crystal white, Leng Wushuang collected the exercises, and the white retreated, revealing the already broken steel spear. It's still as ordinary.

Leng Wushuang reached out and picked up the steel gun at this moment and held it in his hand. Secret Dao, this time thanks to the steel gun, otherwise it would really be the Tao of the ten thousand poisonous hand Pan Long. He was agitated with his Yuan Force, and with a wave of his palm, the wind blew, and the black gas in the air dispersed, and even the black gas attached to the ground was swept away along with the rocks. The power of Wu Zu can open mountains and split the ground, and the power is fully displayed at this moment.

Leng Wushuang carried the steel gun, ignored Pan Long, and walked to the center of the field step by step. He also pretended to be calm, the Yuan Force in his body was empty, and the soles of his feet were a little weak. He secretly operated the Yuan Force Great Array, devouring the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force. By the time he reached the center of the field, Yuan Li recovered. Then he showed a cold look that stood out from the crowd. But the entire top of the mountain was covered with frost and turned snow white, and the people around felt the biting cold breath and exclaimed: "What a miraculous skill!" "No wonder it's called Leng Wushuang!"

Everything returned to calm, and Leng Wushuang was ready to accept the next challenge, but at this moment, a pair of black and illusory hands emerged from the ground on the top of the mountain, holding Leng Wushuang in the middle of the two big hands and disappearing.

"Hahaha... Hahaha... A burst of wild laughter came, it was Pan Long, the poisonous hand lying on the ground. As soon as he succeeded, he couldn't suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and he was too excited for a while, and he was almost crazy.

"Aren't you from the Nine Nether Ghosts, who are from underground?" Pan Long was full of pride, I see how long you can hold out under the clutches of my Nine Nether Demons!

Folklore has nine heavens and nine shadows, and these nine are not an exact number, but the ultimate meaning. The Nine Shadows are the lowest level of hell. Legend has it that there is a sea in the sea near Penglai Immortal Island, and the sea in this sea will move, not a fixed place, and it is extremely difficult to find. The sea in this sea is black water, and the black water is extremely poisonous, and not a single grass grows. If you can enter this black water, you can find the door of the Nine Hells. There is the entrance to the Nine Hells. The grudges of the evil ghosts for thousands of years have formed a black water river in the Nine Hells, the Black Water River does not grow a single grass, devouring everything, and the black water of the sea in the sea is connected to the black water of the Nine Hells through the entrance of the Nine Hells. And in this black water river, there is a resentful spirit formed by the condensation of resentment, and it has the power of black water, that is, the Nine Nether Ghosts. Of course, this is just a legend and no one has ever seen it. Now the evil thing summoned by the Black Water Palace with blood seems to be the legendary Nine Nether Ghosts.

I saw that the black qi of the big hands of the Nine Nether Ghosts became more and more intense, and finally even the two big hands disappeared, turning into a black condensed black water poisonous mist. Leng Wushuang was quietly wrapped in the black water poisonous mist like this, and there was no reaction.

There was a sigh from the onlookers, such an amazing and brilliant martial ancestor was wiped out by the Twelve Palaces in less than two days. Died so quietly. Not only did he not resist, but he didn't even say a word. No one can survive in the Nine Shades of Black Water. Unless it's a heavenly god. The five great powers who had high hopes for Leng Wushuang also shook their heads and sighed. But no one dared to approach, and in the entire martial arts, no one was not afraid of Pan Long's black water poison. Even if he was a dead man, no one dared to touch his body.

Pan Long spat out a mouthful of blood again, and the black qi that enveloped Leng Wushuang was even thicker. He sat up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a pill, and began to exercise pranayama. After a cup of tea, Pan Long stood up from the ground and shook his body. Obviously, the internal injuries are not light. He walked over to the black mist step by step, and reached out to reach for it. The black mist began to condense into the palm of his hand, becoming more and more solid, forming a black-red projectile. Everyone was stunned by his actions. Even the Zodiac has never seen such a strange method from him.

But at this moment, the black qi swelled and shrank back again.

"Huh?" Pan Long let out an exclamation.

"You're not dead yet?" he asked tentatively.

"Just black water, how can I endure it?" A cold voice came from the black mist, still as cold.

Pan Long was so frightened that he took a few steps back, his face was even more embarrassed than that of the Nine Nether Ghosts, and he couldn't believe his ears. The next moment he couldn't even believe his eyes. A person with a white body and a body like mutton fat and jade came out of the black mist. That person was Leng Wushuang. The audience applauded. It seems that this Leng Wushuang is themselves. The entire martial arts was overwhelmed by the Twelve Palaces, and they had to pay tribute every year, and if one of them offended the Twelve Palaces without paying attention, that is, they would raid their homes and destroy their homes. This Leng Wushuang is simply a living immortal who fell from the sky, a living immortal who came to punish the twelve palaces.

"It's so powerful, I thought I was going to die at that moment!" The white Leng Wushuang came to Pan Long. Pan Long swallowed the pill condensed by the black mist in one gulp, and it was very deep and black. Even his eyes turned black. The whole person turned into nine ghosts. The black qi wrapped in his body was like countless imprisoned demons smashing outward. Tens of thousands of ghost claws grabbed Leng Wushuang.