It is unwise to run a long distance and treat a tired teacher with ease. With the victory in hand, why bother to increase casualties? With only half an hour of delay, physical and internal strength can be restored. As soon as he thought of this, Chonghei Hu said in a deep voice: "Mr. Meng, Mr. Sima, and Hua Lang are not nameless, before the big battle, let's have a competition, how about it?"

Meng Fang said loudly: "This is very good!" "Before the reinforcements arrived, the enemy forced me to do it, and he was unwilling to fight to the death until it was absolutely necessary."

At this time, Zuo Xingkong took three steps forward, looked at Hua Feike, hugged his fists slightly, and said with a light smile: "I have heard the name of the poison man for a long time, see you today, if you can't ask for advice, wouldn't it be a big regret in life?"

Hua Feike also took three steps forward, returned the salute slightly, and said lightly: "It is not in vain to be able to die at the hands of the blue-faced poison monarch! ”

Zuo Xingkong showed excitement on his face, and said with a smile: "Using poison together is nothing more than poisoning and detoxification." The magic of poisoning is that there is no trace, you and I are experts in this way, not comparable. Today, let's try the art of detoxification, how about it?"

Hua Feike nodded slightly, and asked casually, "How do you compare the law?"

Zuo Xingkong said in a deep voice: "First of all, you and I have both prepared a cup of poisoned wine. Then, mix two cups of poisoned wine together and divide them into two more. In the end, you and I each drank a cup of poisoned wine. Life and death are fateful, wealth is in the sky, okay?"

Hua Feike laughed loudly: "The blue-faced poisonous monarch is really upright, I admire it!"

After that, Meng Fang ordered people to move two square tables from Chaotianque and put them in the center of the open space. On each square table is a jug of wine and a wine glass.

Hua Feike said in a deep voice: "Please!"

"Please!"

Left Xingkong walked to the square table, opened the treasure bag, took out seventeen small porcelain bottles, and placed them on the square table in a certain order. Then he picked up the flask and poured half a glass of wine into his glass. After that, with a focused expression, he carefully took out a little white powder from the small porcelain bottle with a medicine spoon and put it into the wine glass. The white powder melts into the wine and disappears.

Hua Feike was not in a hurry, and also picked up the wine jug and poured half a glass of wine into the wine glass. Then, he took out a silver needle and gently stabbed it in his fingertips. A drop of blood then fell into the wine, glowing with a faint blood. After that, he took out four small paper packets from his arms, opened them gently, and placed them on the square table. He carefully took a few powders from each of the four small paper packets with a medicine spoon and put them in his wine glass. The powder melted into the wine, and the faint color of blood disappeared.

In a short time, two cups of poisoned wine were prepared and placed on a square table.

Zuo Xingkong pointed to one of the cups of poisonous wine, and said in a deep voice: "This cup of wine has seventeen kinds of non-poisonous herb extracts, which are colorless and tasteless, and it is useless to test them with silver needles. But once drunk into the body, it only takes half a cup of tea to kill the person, and not only that, but there will be no traces left in the body. ”

Hua Feike smiled lightly: "My glass of wine is much simpler. A drop of blood is the main ingredient, supplemented by ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, angelica and deer antler velvet to dissolve its color and smell. Once drunk into the body, there is no cure, and death is inevitable. ”

Zuo Xingkong frowned slightly, and his face showed a different color.

Hua Feike casually poured one glass of wine into another, shook it slightly, and then divided it into two glasses. After that, he looked to the left and smiled lightly, "Please!"

Left row empty pick up a glass.

Hua Feike then picked up another glass.

A look, tacitly.

Two glasses of wine in one drink.

The next moment, Hua Feike hurriedly took out three small porcelain bottles from his arms, poured out three pills and put them into his mouth, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Zuo Xingkong's face changed drastically, he looked at Hua Feike in disbelief, and muttered, "You actually refined yourself into a hundred poisonous bodies, is this price really worth it?"

Hua Feike sighed lightly: "I have no wife and no children in my life, and I want nothing more than using poison." Instead of going to great lengths to prepare poison, it is better to refine yourself into a hundred poisonous bodies, and you can do it all in one go. ”

Zuo Xingkong sighed lightly and said, "I lost." ”

Hua Feike shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "If you talk about the magic of using poison, I am willing to bow to the wind." What's more, your seventeen non-poisonous herb extracts are beyond the scope of poison, and I can't solve them at all. ”

Zuo Xingkong showed a look of relief on his face, and said with a light smile: "Then treat it as a tie, okay?"

Hua Feike said in a deep voice: "Okay!"

With a smile on his face, the left line slowly fell to the ground, no longer breathless.

Hua Feike bowed deeply to the left, his eyes full of awe.

The empty body on the left was carried away.

There are no tears, and the grief turns into unsolvable hatred, and the murderous atmosphere is pervasive.

This battle is destined to never stop.

Shi Wenqing took three steps forward, looked at Sima Changfeng, arched his hand slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I have heard for a long time that Master Sima's weak water swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, can you teach one or two?"

Sima Changfeng also took three steps forward, returned the salute slightly, and said with a light smile: "If it weren't for the indifference of fame and fortune to the hall master, he would definitely be among the top ten masters of the underworld." Weak water can fight with Qingliu, and there are no regrets in this life!"

Sympathize with each other, hate each other late.

Only going all out and being ruthless under the sword is the best respect for each other.

Shi Wenqing's pride swelled up, and he said loudly: "Please!"

"Please!"

The voice fell, and the two long swords were unsheathed at the same time.

The next moment, two figures swept out at the same time, as fast as the wind.

The figures of the two are staggered, the two swords strike each other, and the sound of gold and iron is endless.

Sima Changfeng's weak water sword technique is light and elegant, like three thousand weak water, endless.

Shi Wenqing's clear stream swordsmanship is outstanding, like a mountain and flowing water, high and low.

The two figures, one green and one white, are constantly changing, and the sword shadows are criss-crossed. The two of them fought faster and faster, and turned into two phantoms.

On the battlefield, life and death are fighting, and the danger is abnormal.

However, in the eyes of others, it is like a fairy dancing sword, exquisite and beautiful.

Before I knew it, sweat soaked through my clothes.

Sima Changfeng and Shi Wenqing have already exchanged hundreds of moves.

Suddenly, the two figures, one green and one white, stopped abruptly, clenched their long swords, and stood opposite each other.

Sima Changfeng's eyes were firm, and he said in a deep voice: "The strongest move, divide the victory and defeat, and decide life and death!"

Shi Wenqing laughed loudly: "That's what I mean!"

At this moment, this battle is just a duel between two masters.

Sima Changfeng secretly lucked his true power and urged his true qi with all his might. There is a faint condensation of invisible true qi on the body of the long sword, and the cold air is pressing.

Shi Wenqing raised the internal force to the limit and urged the true qi with all his might. Similarly, the body of the long sword faintly condensed with invisible true qi, and the cold qi was pressing.

Sima Changfeng stabbed out three thousand weak water with one move, only took one scoop to drink, and the sword did not stain blood and did not look back.

Shi Wenqing catches up with the mountains and flowing water, and the bosom friend is hard to find, and it is better to be a broken jade than a complete tile.

With this blow, both of them broke the kettle and recklessly did it.

What about victory or defeat?

The two swords struck each other, and the sound of "dang" was clear and loud, like the sound of heaven, which went straight into the depths of everyone's heart.

Sima Changfeng and Shi Wenqing both took three steps back, leaning on their swords, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of their mouths.

The sound still echoes through the valley, and life has stopped.

Sympathize with each other, hate each other late. Only going all out and being ruthless under the sword is the best respect for each other.

(End of chapter)