One.

Liangshan in Henan Province is not far from the old cliff ridge, and the message from Tianfu Zhai has also arrived smoothly, and the old man who looks like a toad called Qiu Long heard the message and was immediately ready to set off, and it seemed that everything was going very smoothly. However, the problem happened when it was almost time to get to Beijing. An old beggar he met on the way, Qiu Long enthusiastically walked over and asked.

"What's going on?"

Wang Yi was confused and a little angry. Things are going well. Let Tianfuzhai lose the hearts of the people, hasn't it been carried out under his guidance. Through secret observation and Zhong Douji's intelligence, hasn't the thieves in Tianfu Village also been reduced by half, and even Shi must have died.

But why do you want to do such a thing? Why did Ximen Jing take action without consulting Wang Yi? Why did the master risk his life and risk the infamy of being called a traitor by the beggars?

"Because it's only halved. ”

After hearing this, Wang Yi was very puzzled, and Ding Erlao also felt strange. But what he was strange about the reason for Ximen Jing's move, why Wang Yi didn't understand such a simple question.

"Your plan was a success, and you made a lot of effort in difficult circumstances. Maybe after a while, maybe that Tianfuzhai's subordinates will be reduced by half again. But now it's winter, and what yours and Simon's predecessors have to do has to end. Now it's time for us to strike. ”

"Then what does it have to do with the master to deal with Qiu Long?"

Second Elder Ding looked around and shrugged. Sun Fuzi, who had just returned, took out two Bafang hammers that were large enough for a human head and wiped them with a rag. It was his favorite weapon. Hu Lian Sangang also opened the pot in his chest, took out five kitchen knives inserted horizontally on the shoulder straps, and sharpened them one by one. The blade is as sharp as a slaughtering kitchen knife. They are preparing for battle.

"The things in the rivers and lakes must be solved in the way of the rivers and lakes. Use stratagems, shrug your shoulders to demonstrate, spread rumors, sow hostility, and eventually use a knife to end it. I have to take matters into my own hands and cut off the enemy's neck, and all the problems will be solved. Now is the time. ”

"So you still called someone?"

Where Wang Yi pointed out, outside the remote cave that they had been using as a retreat, more than a dozen young men whom Wang Yi also knew were resting with weapons. It was the young people that Sun Fuzi brought from Jiangzhou.

"Since listening to your plan, I have started to prepare for it. The battle is about to begin, and fifteen is better than five. ”

"I'm ......!"

Wang Yi seemed to spit out the suppressed voices one by one.

"I don't want to sacrifice innocent lives for my ......!"

"Don't get me wrong, they're not here for you. ”

"What ......?"

"It's the one who came with the elder brother. Those people are not working for you, but for the elder brother. They are all brothers who are willing to die for the senior brother......

Master Sun smiled slightly.

"My brother and I are here for you, so don't get me wrong. We are spelling your name, those young people are working for us, and your master is risking his life for his disciples......"

He waved his hand to the king.

"Don't think it's strange, you might think how you could risk your life for such a small thing, but this is the rivers and lakes. In short, it should be said that it is because of the bloody ......"

His expression was firm, as if he was lost in thought, and immediately smiled relaxedly again.

"Like the little brother said before, you just come as if they want to do these things. No matter how small the promise, it will keep its promise...... To put it nicely, it is to destroy the thieves, pacify the rivers and lakes, cut off those who violate the principles of heaven, and stabilize the township. If such a reason is more acceptable, it is not impossible. The important thing is ......"

His expression became solemn again.

"The battle is about to begin, and there will definitely be a lot of blood!"

Blood is already flowing along the Yellow River at the junction of Kaifeng Prefecture and Jingshi Daimyo Mansion in Henan Province, a place known as the Bamboo Forest. It's just that it wasn't crimson blood, but faint, shiny green poisonous blood. Qiu Long, the poisonous toad, frowned and looked at the bowl made of green blood, stained, like porcelain that originally had this kind of speckled pattern.

Qiu Long frowned not because the bowl was dirty, let alone because of the snake with poisonous blood dripping in the bowl with its neck cut off, but because it was poured with poisonous blood, and the owner of the dirty hand made him feel very unhappy.

"Why!"

He had already expressed his doubts more than a dozen times, but nevertheless, he had to ask again.

"What kind of grudge do you have to bet with me here?"

"What a bet!"

Old beggar, Simon Crystal jumped up as if insulted. The head of the snake, which was detached from the bowl, dripped a drop of poisonous blood on the ground. White smoke rose and foam rose from the ground. Qiu Long's gaze was fixed on the white smoke and foam, and in his judgment, the snake could not have been so venomous. He glared at Simon Crystal.

"You want to kill me!"

"It's not a bet, it's a contest. You and I are both famous for our poisonous skills, of course, we have to use our poisonous skills to win or lose. Isn't it natural that you may die in the course of a fight?"

Still the same sentence, Qiu Long scolded angrily.

"You crazy beggar! Why should I compete with you for poison skills! Give me a good explanation of who instructed you to do this! White Tiger Alliance or Zhulong Alliance? These beggars don't want to live, don't you? I don't know if you are making the entire Green Forest League an enemy?"

"Beggars ......!"

Ximen Jing laughed.

"I don't know if I've been ousted from the status of an elder? Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and take out your poison! What does it have to do with me if the beggars don't fall, and I don't care whether the Green Forest League plays with tigers or dragons! I just want to be the king of poisoning. So I've got to get you and the rest of the gang to their knees!"

Qiu Long opened his mouth and muttered as if he were moaning.

"This guy...... Crazy!...... Crazy ......!"

Crazy people don't know good and evil, and they don't distinguish between black and white, so they are dangerous. Just like Simon Jing with a dangerous weapon. Qiu Long suppressed his anger and calmly analyzed the situation. For the time being, I can only compete with him according to Ximen Jing's wishes. Otherwise, it will only be attacked unilaterally.

Let him go first, then ......!

It's not like he won't strike first.

Qiu Long took out several medicines in his arms, some were antidotes and some were poisons. There are also some poisons that find opportunities to poison Ximenjing.

"What are the rules?"

Ximen Jing grinned, and only now did he feel that things were going according to his wishes. Bloodshot eyes, gratuitous laughter, trembling hands, the whole thing is a madman.

"The rules are simple, take out your housekeeping skills. Drink each other's poison, live is victory, and death is defeat. ”

"And if both of them die?"

"Bad luck!"

"This, this...... Maniac!"

Unable to take it anymore, Qiu Long roared and threw a bag in his hand to Ximen Jing. I don't know when the bag was untied, and what flew towards Ximen Jing was a glittering blue powder. Even a master of poison skills cannot solve all the poisons in the world. When attacked, you must first understand the toxicity, and if you are poisoned, you must try to forbear or detoxify.

But Ximen Jing really didn't play his cards according to common sense, and he looked at the blue powder sprayed at his face in the face of Qiu Long's attack without paying attention. A green liquid erupted from his hands, splashing poisonous blood from the bowl.

"Whoa!"

It's too late to dodge, and for those who use poison, it's clear that they want to die together. Qiu Long never expected that Ximen Jing would take this approach. He hurriedly held his breath, covered his face with his sleeve, blew his true qi into his sleeve to inflate it, and violently retreated to avoid the poisonous blood as much as possible. This impromptu response is worthy of being an elder of the Green Forest Alliance.

Swish-!

Ten thousand ants pounced on it at the same time to bite the clothes, and the sleeves and corners of his chest that were touched by the poisonous blood instantly melted, and black spots appeared on Qiu Long's emaciated arms, ribs and chest. The poisonous blood splashed on his face was only a few drops, but it had already begun to melt the skin.

Qiu Long rolled on the ground in a backward position, hurriedly took out the medicine bottle from his arms, and then crushed it with his palm. Because there is no time to open the cap. A milky white liquid flowed out of the bottle, and when the liquid on the palms of the hands was applied to the face and arms, the poison did not melt the skin. When doing this kind of emergency self-rescue, Qiu Long's eyes never left Ximen Jing. This can also be regarded as a martial arts duel between masters and masters, no, this duel that will come out at any moment with a deadly poison is far more dangerous than a sword contest.

Ximen Jing was no better, the blue powder sprayed on his face and chest turned into blue flames and burned. That blue powder was one of the three poisons that Qiu Long was proud of, the green burn turned into blood sand. Ximen Jing was also too busy saving herself to attack Qiu Long. He took out something like a black egg and smashed it on his head, squirting gray powder that covered his entire body. The flames of the green sand were also extinguished in an instant.

Qiu Long gritted his teeth, now, it didn't matter what he was fighting for. The battle has begun, and in between, there will be no end until one dies.

"You...... This madman! Not only snake venom, but also mineral venom!"

Ximen Jing's face covered with powder smiled strangely.

"Hey, yes! I put it in a bowl beforehand, doesn't it taste good?"

"Die!"

No matter how powerful the poison master is, he can survive if he drinks the mineral poison. Because yellow poison or arsenic will burn the throat directly. Taking out this poison itself is also a despicable act in the poison gate. Qiu Long stretched out his hand angrily, and black smoke flowed from his hands, actually from his waist pockets, and sprayed through the tube to his wrists. The smoke instantly covered the four sides within three feet.

Simon stood tall in the smoke.

Fog is not a damp fog, but a dry fog that burns the air around it and releases hot air. Like the air around Simenjing when making steel, the air around Ximenjing felt distorted. Like a cloud with lightning in its mouth, blue fire flickered from time to time in the smoke, lighting up the surroundings. Immediately afterward, a strong, irritating smell like it was about to pierce the brain filled the smoke.

Everyone who practices poison martial arts uses poison mist. Burning poisonous weeds, sometimes wolf dung, or burning sulfur to make smoke is sufficient. But when I use smoke as a weapon, wind, terrain and fire are necessary. Like Qiu Long, standing in place and raising smoke, I have to say that the kung fu has reached a certain level. Maybe this is one of Qiu Long's three stunts, the Dark Flame Ink Smoke.

But now is not the time to sigh. Skin contact with the mist will cause blisters, and breath will burn the throat. It doesn't matter if it's from the eyes or the nose or anywhere, if it enters the body, it's half dead. Ximonjing took out a medicine bottle, applied the liquid inside to the exposed skin, and sprinkled it on his clothes. Then I took out the pill and put it in my mouth, so to speak, I did everything I could. But it was still not enough, the skin was hot like a sea of fire, and it was already poisoned.

Ximenjing didn't defend anymore, just attacked. He took out the bag that he had treasured in his arms that he hadn't taken out when he attacked Tianfu Village. At first glance, a black bug the size of a cockroach jumped out of the bag. As fast and nimble as a flea, it's actually a scorpion. His best poison - the black scorpion. It is a fierce creature that attacks everything indiscriminately within its range of activity. Qiu Long and his battle have reached a fever pitch.

Qiu Long retreated to the periphery of the radius, observing the fog he had created. As soon as there is movement, the fog will also move. That way, he can use his last weapon, which means the death of the other party. He had a cylinder as thick as a bowl in his hand, in fact, it was a honeycomb. It's a poisonous bee that stabs at its target faster than any hidden weapon, and it's a nest of needles. He took a needle and prepared to deliver the final blow to Simon Jing.

Qiu Long is also in a state of poisoning and is getting worse. It must be decided as soon as possible. Nor can a person who fights with poison be afraid of poisoning. The key is to see how you avoid poisoning, how you stick to it, and how easy and fast you detoxify.

In this regard, Qiu Long still has to admit Ximen Jing. Either with mineral poison or animal poison, the first time I saw a person with a mixture of two poisons. Ximen Jing poisoned his skin with minerals, and let the snake venom enter his body through the injured skin, and he did lose a lot today.

Qiu Long, who was so deep in thought, suddenly jumped up and took a few steps back. The master who has been refining poison all his life is really different, and he smells fishy in an instant. Sure enough, there was a black worm standing there, curling its tail, and there were poisonous droplets on the edge of its thorns that shimmered like pearls, and its pincers reached out towards Qiu Long with hostility.

Qiu Long recognized it as a scorpion at a glance. It's smaller than a normal scorpion, but judging by the fishy smell wafting from the tip of his nose, it's a vicious guy. Qiu Long hurriedly looked around, and as long as he saw one, it meant that there were at least ten times as many scorpions around. Qiu Long hurriedly used himself as a circle and sprinkled yellow powder. The scorpion avoided the powder and retreated, but did not flee. Qiu Long was carrying a bag of powder ready to spray at any time, for fear that some guys might inadvertently jump over the defensive wall and break in recklessly.

Ximen Jing took out the hourglass from his bosom, and the shining golden sand in the frame made of glass was almost gone.

Time's up.

Time has been measured since Qiu Long appeared.

Regret?

It's not for nothing. It's normal for people to want to live another hundred years when they are 100 years old, and now that they are only 70 years old, how can they not regret it.

Maybe there's a better way......!

Helpless. It can't inflict a fatal blow on a master of poison with poison, and even if there is, it's uncertain. Now is the time to put an end to it, and he must be ready to sacrifice.

Not now, when will there be such an opportunity!

That's decisive. He knows that it is rare to come across an opportunity in his life to leave a good memory in the memory of some people. And, he wants to be remembered forever by someone. It is precisely because I want to teach everything I have to my apprentices.

The poisonous mist is shaking, and Ximen Jing is moving. Qiu Long only cared about the black scorpion, and only noticed the movement a little later. When Qiu Long hurriedly aimed a needle at the moving object, Ximen Jing had already completely exposed his figure and pounced towards him. There are no weapons. Qiu Long shot out a thread of needles, and when he passed through Ximen Jing's body, the hourglass in Ximen Jing's hand, the last drop of golden sand shining in the hourglass was dripping on Qiu Long's face.

Rumble-!

Glitter and sparks, then smoke and scattered pieces of meat. The tube column, made by Sima Ziyan, and the timing device that Ximen Jing treasured in his arms blew up the bottom of the sky.