"The pill is poisonous!"

Sun Heng's complexion changed suddenly, and a flash appeared beside Xiahou Sheng, with five fingers and a button, and immediately pressed the other party's pulse.

"No more!"

In just a short period of time, Xiahou Sheng turned from his high spirits just now to a sad face at this time.

A pair of eyes are also full of death and despair.

He let Sun Heng clasp his wrist, and the unwillingness and grief in his voice were shocking.

"Poisoned into the bone marrow and five organs, there is no help!"

Xiahou Sheng's big mouth opened, his tiger eyes were full of tears, and his body trembled and wailed: "Why, why is this?"

Sun Heng also withdrew his palm with a stiff face at this time, his eyes were full of anger and anger, and his heart was even colder.

As Xiahou Sheng said, he is hopeless!

The poison in his body, through the true qi circulation, has already spread throughout his internal organs, limbs and hundreds of remains.

This poison, cold as frost, is closely linked to the true qi and is inseparable.

Not to mention Xiahou Sheng, even if Sun Heng himself, with his physical strength and poisonous attainments, once he is poisoned, he will definitely die, and there is no possibility of sparing!

At this time, in addition to feeling unwilling to Xiahou Sheng, Sun Heng was even more multigrain in his heart.

If he hadn't protected Xiahou Sheng here, then one day, he himself would definitely end up in the same fate as the other party!

When the time comes, I am afraid that I will die, and I am full of unwillingness.

"They didn't intend to give us the real Tsukidan in the first place!"

Xiahou Sheng gritted his teeth and spoke: "The people of Green Willow Villa are afraid and don't know, otherwise, otherwise...... Poof!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was once again spurting frozen blood and fragments of his five internal organs, his complexion suddenly became haggard, and his eyes were even darker.

"Hehe......"

Sun Heng turned around and sat on the mountain rock with some weakness, his godless eyes looking into the distance: "We are so desperate that we escaped from death, but the pill we got turned out to be a terrible thing!"

"Why?

Xiahou Sheng clenched his teeth, his body trembled and kept asking, but he could only vent his unwillingness here.

"Why?"

Sun Heng's face changed, and he suddenly stood up, holding a knife in his hand: "I think Jia Lao can give an answer to this question." ”

"Hoo ......"

Xiahou Sheng suddenly raised his head, and saw a streamer in the sky speeding from a distance, and in an instant, he had already come to the top of the canyon.

In that streamer, with a familiar coercion, just like this heaven and earth, it was that Daoji monk Jia Lao.

It's just that at this time, Jia Lao has already dispersed the black smoke shrouded in his body, revealing the true form of a young man.

"I really don't know what to do, but I'm here to hit Daoji. ”

The young man above stood out of thin air, and shook his head at the two people below: "Such a big movement, it's difficult for me not to see it, you still have hope of escaping, but you want to send it to the door yourself." ”

"Hey!"

He shook his head and sighed as if regretful.

Seeing the figure above, Xiahou Sheng's face changed, and he said, "Qingfeng Sword Wen Mingyu!"

Sun Heng's eyes moved, and he also remembered this person.

The Daoji of the Imperial Court Dengxian Division is dedicated to the Immortal Master, the Wen family, an immortal family from the capital, and a master of cultivating the Daoji in front of Jiazi.

Unexpectedly, he kept chasing after the two.

"Do you recognize me?"

Wen Mingyu glanced at Xiahou Sheng with a little surprise, and said with a smile: "It seems that you have already taken Tsukidan, but unfortunately the effect does not seem to be very good!"

"Fart!"

Xiahou Sheng looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes were split: "That's not Zhuji Dan at all, it's poison, you didn't plan to give us Zhuji Dan in the first place, but planned to kill us!"

"That's really Tsukidan. ”

The corners of Wen Mingyu's mouth curled slightly, and said, "It's just a waste pill, after all, even if you are an alchemy master, you can't guarantee that every alchemy will be successful." ”

"Senior Wen!"

Sun Heng's face was gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "The predecessor is a master, why do you use such a subordinate method to deceive us and others? Don't you feel that you have lost your identity?"

"That's not what I intended. ”

Wen Mingyu sighed lightly and shook his head a little helplessly: "But whether it is the Immortal Sect or the Demon Sect, as early as eight hundred years ago, when they joined forces to besiege and kill Jiang Li of the Heavenly Sword Sect, they set up rules. ”

His voice froze, his eyes looked directly at the two of them coldly, and he said word by word: "Martial artist, you can't become a Taoist!"

"Why?"

Xiahou Sheng's body shook, and he looked up at the other party with a miserable white face: "Why can't I become a Taoist when I am a person who practices martial arts?"

Sun Heng's face changed slightly, but he remembered the few words of Jiang Li's essay.

But it didn't say where he offended the Immortal Sect Demon Sect.

It was surrounded and killed by both sides!

Moreover, it seems to have affected later martial arts practitioners.

"Because, there are too many people practicing martial arts!"

Wen Mingyu didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move on the two of them, so he exhaled lightly, as if talking about the ancients, and slowly spoke: "When Jiang Li won the Zhuji Dan, he not only successfully turned into a Daoji monk, but also tried in vain to spread the martial arts, so that more people who practice martial arts can achieve the Daoji. ”

He smiled coldly and said, "It's a pity, the Immortal Sect Demon Sect didn't come to this realm to spread martial arts, if the martial arts can achieve the Dao Foundation, with the number of people who practice martial arts, how can the Immortal Sect Demon Sect still stand at the top of this realm?"

"And if you can't stand on the top of this realm, how can you prepare for the great events of 2,000 years?"

"What's a big deal in this world?"

Xiahou Sheng's eyes were confused, and he didn't understand what he meant.

"The Immortal Sect Demon Sect is not from this world!"

Sun Heng spoke in a muffled voice on the side, explaining to Xiahou Sheng: "The so-called big thing should be that they want to break through the restrictions of the world, connect with the upper realm, and return to the place where they came." ”

"Huh!"

Wen Mingyu raised his eyes and looked at Sun Heng in surprise: "You actually know? Even among the Immortal Sect Demon Sect, only a few core people know about it, you are a martial artist......

"Hmm......"

His eyes moved, fixed on the heavenly sword in Sun Heng's hand.

"Heavenly Sword?"

Wen Mingyu's eyes were suddenly revealed, and he nodded his head: "No wonder, no wonder!"

"So ......"

Xiahou Sheng opened his mouth with a trembling body: "You destroyed the martial arts classics and blocked the way forward of the martial arts, just for your plan?"

"Yes!"

Wen Mingyu smiled and nodded, and at the same time, with a flick of his fingers, a breeze blew, and in an instant, he appeared in front of the two people in the canyon below.

He didn't say a word, and he killed him!

"Be careful!"

As soon as Sun Heng's complexion changed, he wanted to make a move.

But Xiahou Sheng was one step ahead of him, slapped his big hand, and the black coffin under him turned out of thin air, and collided with the breeze.

"Peng!"

"Click......"

Countless cracks appeared on the black coffin, the dark mist rose and fell through the cracks, and a foot-long Yingying flying sword also appeared in the void.

"Huh!"

Wen Mingyu let out a sound of surprise again, and his eyes looked at the seemingly ordinary black coffin with a strange color.

"It can block my Qingfeng Sword, this coffin is extraordinary. ”

"Brother Dowki!"

At this time, Xiahou Sheng's lower body was already wrapped in frost, but his angry eyes were not afraid of Wen Mingyu.

"I want to see how capable this Qingfeng Sword is, Your Excellency!"

"Roar!"

He clasped the black coffin with both hands, suddenly lifted the lid of the coffin, and a thick black smoke immediately rose from it, heading straight for Wen Mingyu in the sky.

"......"

Wen Mingyu above shook his head lightly, as if he was disdainful.

As soon as the sword technique in his hand changed, the Qingfeng Sword in the void had turned into a sharp sword light, and it wrenched towards the black smoke.

The sword light of the Qingfeng Sword was sharp, and everything was cut down, and in the hands of the Daoji monk, it was just a simple twist, and the black smoke in the sky had been wiped out.

But in the midst of the black smoke, something suddenly rushed out, stretched out its claws, and collided with the Qingfeng Sword.

"Zheng ......"

The fire flashed, and the wind in the sky was raging, and the sword light like a hurricane immediately strangled with the black shadow.

"Flying Zombie!"

Wen Mingyu's eyes shrank above, and he couldn't help but show surprise.

"You've got it. ”

Fei Zombie, an advanced product of the bronze armored corpse, is comparable to the existence of a Daoji monk!

Even in the hands of the Demon Gate, there are only a few corpses, and there will be people who practice martial arts who also have this thing.

"However, it's just a little stiff, what can I do?"

Saying that, Wen Mingyu smiled proudly again, and with a wave of his big hand, a jade Ruyi-style magic weapon broke through the air again, emitting a radiant brilliance, and fell towards the flying stiff body.

"Brother Sun. ”

Below, Xiahou Sheng's hands were covered with blood, and he pressed on the black coffin in front of him, the black coffin flickered slightly, and it also made the flying head above rush towards Wen Mingyu.

"I can stop him for a moment, you take this opportunity, run away quickly!"

"Run?"

Sun Heng stood aside with a gloomy face, looked up at the battle situation in the sky, and said expressionlessly: "How far can you escape, and what is the chance?"

Xiahou Sheng said: "There is always a glimmer of life!"

"A glimmer of life?"

Sun Heng squinted his eyes and said slowly: "He has injuries on his body." ”

The momentum that Wen Mingyu showed when he came was far less than when he first appeared.

Moreover, although Fei Jian was strong, Sun Heng had also heard of it, but it would not force a Daoji monk to use two magic weapons against the enemy.

"Huh?"

Xiahou Sheng's face changed, and he said, "What are you going to do?"

"Escape, there is only a chance of survival!"

Sun Heng shook the two leather bags on his waist, and hundreds of Scorpion Gu that had evolved through the Streamer Infusion Body and two long snakes with a fiery red white head pierced out of them.

"And if you fight, you may not have a three-point chance of winning. ”

As soon as he flipped his hand, five golden udans appeared in his palm!

With a big gulp, Jin Wudan instantly entered his stomach.