Chapter 50: The Game of Life and Death

Wushan Town, as the only way to the Ten Thousand Poison Villa, all kinds of people from the rivers and lakes gathered, and there was such a big movement at night, but the government still did not come.

They may have long been accustomed to fighting and fighting, and they have long since stopped paying attention.

The night of midspring is not so dark, and normal people can see people.

And at this moment, Fu Yan fell into death again.

In order to save Gu Jing, he had to take action, and the consequence was that the internal force in his body was scattered, and he could no longer stop the invasion of cold poison, so he could only stubbornly defend the key positions such as the five internal organs and the six internal organs, and forcibly delay his life.

At this moment, the most proud is of course the remaining Seven Musketeers.

Fu Yan's life and death are unknown, the old Taoist priest has no thunderbolts, the killer is also dead on the ground, and everyone can no longer stop them.

came and went, and after all, it was a few of them who won.

The boss looked around, and then at Fu Yan, who was covered in darkness, and the smile on his face could no longer be suppressed.

But in the past few days, he has learned a truth, that is, without further ado, things will change.

So he won't give Gu Jing any chance.

Although he was smiling, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The second child's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered: "Kill this old dog first!"

So the four of them immediately looked at the old Taoist priest and walked slowly towards him.

The old Taoist priest swallowed his saliva, his legs weakened, and he couldn't help but sit on the ground, shouting: "Heroes, spare your life!

The boss said coldly: "Do it!"

The killing intent in the eyes of the four people boiled, and the long sword in his hand burst out, and the sword light shot out, and immediately rushed towards the old Taoist.

And at this moment, a blue light rushed out of nowhere, and a whining wind blew in the air, and suddenly turned into a sword ray, slashing towards the Seven Musketeers.

The faces of these four people changed greatly, and they didn't expect that there were still masters present at this moment, so they hurriedly retreated. The four of them were swordsman-barred and worked together to block this knife.

The boss gritted his teeth and said, "Who? Why hide your head and show your tail!"

The night is silent, and everything is silent.

A majestic figure, I don't know when he was already standing beside Fu Yan.

The night was too dark to see his appearance clearly, and because of this, his momentum became more and more majestic, like a towering mountain, overlooking the beings at his feet.

He had a knife in his hand, a three-foot long knife with a ring on the back.

In the dark night, the blade of the knife is shiny!

The second child gritted his teeth and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a sound of footsteps.

When he looked back, he saw a slender figure with a dozen or so men rushing out of the alley and surrounding them tightly.

These people are, of course, the elite of the Luo family.

The leader, of course, is Luo Xi.

The boss's face was a little gloomy, but the fourth and fifth were pale, obviously unable to accept the situation.

The boss said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency's sword skills are excellent, the old man admires, but are you sure you want to take care of this matter?"

No one spoke, no one answered him, and the swordsman on the other side was still standing in place, his eyes seemed to sparkle.

The boss understands that this is killing intent!

The streets are silent, the silence is terrible!

The second child said coldly: "Your Excellency, but you'd better not get involved in this matter, otherwise you'll ......."

Before he finished speaking, a miserable green sword reflected his face!

His face was full of horror, and that was the last expression of his life.

Because, the next moment, his head had fallen to the ground.

"Dick!"

"Second brother!"

The remaining three of the Seven Musketeers suddenly rushed to the top in anger, mobilized the internal strength of their whole bodies, and the long swords were vertical and horizontal, and they desperately headed towards this person.

The old Taoist priest shrank his head and hurriedly hid to the side, his whole face covered with sweat.

But the person holding the knife snorted coldly, his right hand shook, and the long knife rang out.

A ring-shaped sword light dyed the earth a miserable green, instantly crushing several sword rays of the opponent, and roaring away.

The three of them glanced at each other, and at the same time stabbed their long swords, trying to block the sword.

Suddenly, the sonorous sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the three of them flew out upside down at the same time, vomiting blood in the air again and again, and the long sword in their hands was already broken.

Qin San's face continued to change, looking at the long knife in the other party's hand that had turned blue, he finally shrank his head and was about to flee quietly.

And what greeted him was Luo Xi's long sword!

"Don't kill him!" Gu Jing couldn't help but shout.

Luo Xi looked at her and shook her head slowly.

Gu Jing said: "No, he saved me after all." ”

Luo Xi's face did not change, and with a finger of the long sword in his hand, it suddenly pierced Qin San's throat!

No one would have thought that the little girl who was crying two years ago can now kill people!

And so decisively!

Qin San's face was full of unwillingness, he was a master of the Transformation Realm, but when he was the most vulnerable, he actually died at the hands of a woman in the Dark Realm.

He stared at the old Taoist priest, with an indissoluble hatred in his eyes, everything was thanks to this old dog!

The old Taoist priest was extremely uncomfortable with him, and couldn't help laughing dryly, and said, "Little friend, go in peace! Anyway, you are unlucky, and you are not happy to survive!"

"You!" Qin San's eyes widened, his right hand trembled and pointed at the old Taoist, blood gushed from his mouth, and the whole person fell down suddenly.

"Alas, it's miserable!" the old Taoist priest blushed and kept rubbing his hands, without sighing at all.

Gu Jing pouted and said, "Grandpa Dao, don't be like this, Brother Qin, alas, ......"

The old Taoist priest's face turned red and he hurriedly bowed his head.

The boss looked at Qin San's death without turning a blind eye, and suddenly burst into tears, and said sharply: "The old man is dead, and he will kill you!"

As he spoke, the figure had already disappeared in place, and the next moment, a shocking sword light had already slashed from Luo Xi's head.

The sword of the Transformation Realm, of course, is by no means stoppable by the Dark Realm, even if there is a Dark Realm among the elite disciples of the Luo family, it is impossible to win across borders by relying on numbers.

And just as the snow-white sword was approaching the top of Luo Xi's head, a pitch-black figure was already standing beside her, with a long knife in his hand, and he firmly held the sword in this way.

Of course, the Seven Musketeers are not fools, while the black shadow supports Luo Xi, the second and fourth have already swung their swords towards Gu Jing.

As long as you kill Gu Jing and take her head, you will have a chance to take revenge in the future.

The old Taoist priest looked at the field, quietly escaped from behind his buttocks, and immediately threw them at the two.

The night was dark, and the iron ball was even darker, and the two of them concentrated on killing people, and they were directly hit by the iron ball.

Then, there was a monstrous bang, and a rain of blood scattered all over the jungle, and the two fell to the ground, their whole bodies were blurred with flesh and blood, and they couldn't die anymore.

"Uhh

The old Taoist priest hurriedly took two steps back, pulled his right hand back, and shook it suddenly.

The boss's heart jumped, and the figure hurriedly paused, withdrew from the distance, and looked at it, only to see that the old Taoist priest's hand was empty.

The old Taoist priest flicked his hands and smiled: "What scares you! Turtle grandson! I have used up the last two of them!"

"I'll kill ......" The old man was so angry that he couldn't finish roaring, and he was taken away by a knife.

The streets fell silent in an instant, leaving only the smell of corpse blood.

And the people of this time couldn't care about anything else for a long time, and came directly to Fu Yan's side.

Gu Jing burst into tears and said, "The cold poison has wrapped his whole person, and Brother Fu is still insisting on resisting, but it obviously can't last long." ”

Hou Xubai put away the long knife and said, "What poison?"

"The poison of the three colds!"

Hou Xubai said: "It can only be suppressed, not detoxified." ”

Gu Jing said: "But when he runs out of internal strength, it is difficult to suppress the powerful cold poison. ”

Hou Xubai smiled and said: "Walking the rivers and lakes, how can there be no medicine?"

As he said this, he took out a vial from his waist and poured it gently, and a blue and black pill was already in his hand.

"This medicine can stimulate his body, overdraw his life potential, make him increase his internal strength in a short period of time, and can protect him from cold poison. ”

Gu Jing hesitated: "However, if you overdraw your life potential, you will have endless troubles. ”

"Saving lives is key at the moment, and there is no hesitation. ”

He picked up the medicine and was about to pass it to Fu Yan's mouth, but was stopped by the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest was extremely serious at the moment, and said: "The poison of the three cold despairs is particularly powerful, and if you take medicine at this moment, it will not relieve him in the slightest, and the medicinal properties will only be absorbed by the cold poison." ”

Luo Xi frowned and said, "Then what now?

The old Taoist priest said with a smile: "Although it is a life and death crisis, it is also a rare opportunity! He can persist for two years, and he can also persist in passing this hurdle." ”

"Everything, only on his own!"

Gu Jing said: "Let's go overnight to go to the Ten Thousand Poison Villa to ask for the Yin and Yang Son and Mother Pill!"

Hou Xubai shook his head and said, "No, he can't even move now!"

Luo Xi exclaimed: "He, what's wrong with him?"

The old Taoist priest stared at it, and saw that Fu Yan's whole body was pitch black, and a trace of black blood had already flowed out through the pores.

"It's black blood!" Gu Jing said excitedly: "Black blood is being forced out!"

Hou Xubai said in surprise: "How is this possible! The cold poison covers his whole body, his ability to protect himself at the moment is already the limit, how can he force out the cold poison!"

The old Taoist priest smiled: "Perhaps, there is an earth-shaking change going on in his body!"

Hou Xubai said: "Comprehension in the crisis of life and death?"

"Yes, keep quiet, don't disturb him!"

"If you can use your own strength to fight against cold poison alone, it will be a creation!"

At this moment, Fu Yan didn't know anything about what was happening in the outside world.

In order to resist the cold poison, he chose to make a desperate bet, sealed the six senses, and indulged in his own world.

At this moment, even a child can kill him.

Life and death do not lie in the body, but in the mind. Strength and weakness do not lie in strength, but in potential.

These words kept echoing in his mind, and the cold poison eroded his body with a strong force. And the internal force is like a moth to make up the fire, guarding his mind.

He knew that this was the catastrophe of his life!

As Kong Chuhe said, this calamity is unavoidable, and only noble people can help you.

And what Fu Disabled needs to do is to fight for life.

The internal force in his dantian continued to rotate, diverting out streams of internal force, attacking the cold poison one after another, and then being defeated in an instant.

Defeated and fought repeatedly, although the cold poison was strong, it was suppressed momentum. Although the internal force is weak, it is like a tiger out of the cage and constantly pounces on it.

In this way, Cold Poison finally stopped the pace of attack and began to defend the various meridians.

And the momentum of the internal force is getting higher and higher, like a dangerous current and a steep wave, constantly washing, even if it is broken.

Although the boulder on the edge of the cliff is hard, and the blue rock under the waterfall is stable, it can't withstand the constant collision of the huge waves, and it will slowly grind away after all.

At this moment, what is fighting is a momentum!

The cold poison was constantly impacted, but Fu Yan was also in severe pain, and the major meridians could not withstand such a large-scale flow at all.

The internal force of the dantian is almost exhausted, and the new internal force cannot be born for a long time, and the crisis comes.

The old Taoist squinted slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Dry his body and give him a chance!"

Gu Jing didn't understand what it meant, but he believed in Dao Ye very much, and hurriedly wiped the black blood from his body with his clothes.

The pores were finally revealed, and the air felt by everyone was constantly sucked in by Fu Remnant, and new internal forces were born like fountains.

The cold poison continued to retreat, and was forced out of the body, blocking the pores again.

That's it, the cycle goes on and on, sometimes retreating and sometimes advancing!

Fortunately, Gu Jing did not give up, but he was seriously injured but kept wiping Fu Yan's body, revealing his pores.

The heavens and the earth were silent, and everyone was breathing heavily, and they all looked at Fu Yan with nervous expressions.