Chapter 67: The Broken Temple IV

Hu Dali's statement was quickly confirmed.

Yang Shou has always had the upper hand, but Shen Qing's body technique is powerful, and after using it, it is as smooth as a loach, Yang Shou can't take it in one fell swoop, and after a long time, his ruddy face is gradually dyed with a trace of cyan, and the whole person's body technique also begins to stage, no longer as flexible as it was at the beginning.

Yang Shou, who was almost swept by Shen Qing's palm, knew that he was going to suffer, he didn't expect Shen Qing's body to be so flexible. With a ruthless heart, he gathered all the remaining strength in his hands, pretending to be unstable under his feet, stumbling, selling a flaw, and waiting for Shen Qing to take the bait and directly hit him hard.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qing didn't take the bait at all, and didn't take the opportunity to step forward at all, but jumped to the side and laughed: "Yang Shou, Yang Shou, I'll just say that you are old, you can't even cheat people, now you are highly poisoned, if you forcibly use it again, it will only speed up the operation of the toxin in the body, and it won't take long for you to die of poison!"

Yang Shou's lips were already dyed with a trace of blue, and the whole person's face was iron-blue, looking very terrifying, he knew that what Shen Qing said was right, he couldn't do it anymore, otherwise he would be completely hopeless.

Yang Shoutie blushed and said: "I lost, but these brothers of mine are only half a chip weaker than me, just a few of you, don't want to take advantage." As he spoke, several dart masters stood up with their respective weapons and walked behind Yang Shou.

Shen Qing suddenly smiled strangely: "You really don't admit defeat and want to fight with our brother?"

Yang Shou saw that his tone was strange, and he was about to speak, when there was a sudden exclamation from behind, and he hurriedly looked back.

I saw that the ground around the dart masters was crawling with colorful poisons, and the poisons formed a circle, and on the wall where the dart masters were, all kinds of poisonous insects crawled in from the outside along the wall.

Brightly colored spiders, centipedes, and poisonous snakes are densely clustered together, surrounding the dart masters, who hold torches and wave nervously on the ground.

Yang Shou's color suddenly changed: "Poison Monarch! Poison Monarch is also here?" he raised his head and stared at Shen Qing tightly.

Shen Qing raised his head proudly.

Yang Shou gritted his teeth and said, "But no one has approached us just now, and there is no medium, how can the poison lord expel the poisons to us." ”

Although the poison monarch is famous and the art of driving poison is unparalleled in the world, but he still needs to rely on the medium, Yang Shou thought about it, and only Hu Dali, who protected the noble son, drank with them, but obviously it couldn't be him.

At this time, the young man who was slapped away by the black-faced strong man at the beginning suddenly grinned, and suddenly frightened the girl who held him in his arms, and hurriedly asked, "Cousin, what's wrong with you, why did you suddenly laugh." ”

The young man pushed the girl violently, grinning and revealing a mouth full of blood-soaked teeth, and said with a strange smile at Yang Shou: "Thanks to you, Yang Shou has been walking the rivers and lakes for more than 40 years, and you can't even see my human skin mask, and you really live to be a dog at an age!" At this moment, his voice was hoarse and old, and he was no longer the crisp voice of the young man just now.

The face of the girl who was pushed away was colorful, and the black blood in the seven orifices flowed out, and she was poisoned in an instant.

Yang Shou's eyelids jumped wildly, and he looked at the poisonous monarch who got up from the ground with jealousy: "The poisonous monarch is a good method, Yang Mou admitted it this time, you can take the darts outside!"

He knew that the Poison Monarch and his gang came for money, and they would not fight to the death with them, although those poisonous insects were indeed powerful, they were not easy to cultivate. The Poison Monarch is absolutely reluctant to lose a large amount of poison that he has cultivated for many years in order to kill them.

Although the Poison King originally planned to do this, he was still going to put two sentences first, and he said proudly: "Hmph, the famous Panyang ..... in the past" Before he finished speaking, a strange laugh sounded from outside, directly interrupting the Poison King's words.

"Wow, there are so many delicious foods in this ruined temple! Old beggar, I'm really lucky to have shit luck, and I can find so many delicious foods anywhere I want to shelter from the rain. With the sound of strange laughter, a figure rushed into the ruined temple mixed with wind and rain.

When the figure stopped, everyone saw that it was an old beggar in ragged clothes, his hair was gray and messy, his face was black, and he didn't know how long the dirt had accumulated to this point, his body was completely wet with rain, and he was dripping foul water on the ground along the hem of his clothes.

Seeing that it was such an old beggar who interrupted him, the poison monarch couldn't help but say in disgust: "Old thing, this is not the place for you to stay, get out of here quickly!"

The old beggar didn't seem to hear it, his eyes were directly fixed on the poisonous insects that surrounded the dart masters, and he strode forward with drool: "There are so many delicious foods, God has eyes, knowing that I haven't eaten enough for a long time, so happy to send me such a big meal." ”

As he spoke, he pounced on the poison all over the ground, and when the poison king saw that it was a crazy beggar, he motioned to the black-faced strong man to throw the old beggar out.

The black-faced man was about to step forward to catch the old beggar, but suddenly saw the old beggar grab a handful of poisonous insects on the ground and stuff them directly into his mouth, and he was immediately stunned.

The rest of the crowd were also dumbfounded, only to see the old beggar stuffing all kinds of poisons into his mouth one by one, chewing all kinds of brightly colored juices from the corners of his mouth, stained with his already dirty beard.

After seeing the many poisonous insects around him who wanted to go up and bite the old beggar, but were blocked by an invisible film, everyone finally understood that this crazy beggar turned out to be a powerful congenital!

Only an innate master can release his true qi to protect his body, and he is not afraid of the bite of so many poisons.

The poison king watched the old beggar grab the poison on the ground and eat Haisai, and his heart was about to die, but he didn't dare to say anything. This old beggar is obviously the kind of master who plays the rivers and lakes, and if he provokes anger, he will be finished.

Huang Zhen was also dumbfounded, but he focused on another point, and turned his head to Huang Qi and said, "Big brother, is it possible that practicing martial arts will still practice stupidity?"

The old beggar, who was lying on the ground and eating the poison, was visibly stiff.

Hu Dali hurriedly covered Huang Zhen's mouth, this old beggar is so weird, if he makes a move on Huang Zhen, he will definitely not be able to protect him.

Of course, Huang Qi knew that this old beggar in the late congenital stage was not a fool, but he just deliberately pretended to be a master in such a crazy appearance, and he didn't answer Huang Zhen.

The old beggar pretended to turn his head and looked at Huang Zhen's side by chance, his eyes suddenly stared at the jade bottle that Huang Qi put next to him, and exclaimed strangely: "What good things are in there, let me taste them too." With that, he pounced.

Huang Qi sat in place and lowered his eyes, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

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