Chapter 111: Killing the Poisonous Smoke

Suddenly the wall began to appear passages, Yu Zecheng walked towards this triangular eye step by step, every step forward, Yu Zecheng increased his pace, every step he took, suddenly the sound of footsteps sounded, a little bit of pressure increased, little by little increased the psychological fear of the triangular eye.

Sure enough, it worked, when Yu Zecheng appeared in the sight of the triangular eye and smiled at him, he immediately felt his fear from the demonic thoughts that had infiltrated the triangular eye's body, it was real fear. One brother after another died tragically, and his friends didn't react even after a few breaths, which was definitely the biggest stimulation for the triangular eye immortal cultivators.

This feeling of being divided into two, that is, the fear of the enemy and the ** of his own battle, made Yu Zecheng unable to say what it felt, but Yu Zecheng roared, did not flinch, and the flying sword was sacrificed to attack the clone of the triangular eye.

Suddenly, a thick smoke rose, and countless fireworks converged to attack Yu Zecheng, but Yu Zecheng's robe moved, and a defensive barrier was suddenly formed, which was the defense formed by the stimulation of the true water dust robe by the true yuan, resisting the poisonous smoke, Yu Zecheng strode forward, flying sword reincarnation, and attacked the triangular eye immortal cultivator.

The fierce flying sword turned in the air and slashed towards where his true body was. The flying sword activated the Tiangang Shock Technique in the air, and it was a soul-shaking attack at the triangular eye, and then the flying sword began to rotate rapidly, turning into a Tiangang Doulong Diamond, and stabbing towards the triangular eye.

The triangular eyes were not given in vain, and the green light on his body flashed in an instant, and he actually shifted his shape, moved to three meters away, and hid in the thick smoke, it turned out that as long as he was in this poisonous smoke, he could move in a different position, which was the secret method of the Jinyan Sect.

Yu Zecheng's flying sword continued to track, and the triangular eye continued to escape, but there were more and more poisonous smoke of Bibi gathered around Yu Zecheng, and Yu Zecheng was completely surrounded by the bright green emitted by Bibi, which was to see who could not withstand the opponent's attack first.

The first thing to shatter was Yu Zecheng's true water defense, which was nothing more than a simple defense formed by Yu Zecheng's urging robe, and it couldn't resist the attack of poisonous smoke at all.

At the moment when the poisonous smoke was about to erode Yu Zecheng's body, Yu Zecheng reversed the blood hiding technique, diverted the blood power of his body outward, emitted an energy reaction several times his own strength, and then opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood stain is huge, spraying on this poisonous smoke, like a spark on the oil, and suddenly the whole poisonous smoke "whew", as if burning, the poisonous smoke around Yu Zecheng is like being ignited, spreading rapidly, divergent burning, and all the poisonous smoke is destroyed in an instant.

The triangular eye screamed, the poisonous smoke dissipated, and he was seriously injured by the natal weapon.

Yu Zecheng's flying sword arrived in front of his eyes, and his divine sense was instantly withdrawn, so as not to be accidentally injured by himself. But it was unexpected by Yu Zecheng. The triangular eye actually raised a flying sword to block Yu Zecheng's flying sword attack.

The two flying swords collided in the air, and the Triangle Eye Immortal Cultivator's sword skills were still good, but he shouted with all his might:

"Big brother, come and help, big brother, big brother, help. ”

Originally, he might be able to fight against Yu Zecheng for a long time, but he was afraid and cold, and he just hoped that the rescue of the white-clothed qi refiner would become weaker and weaker the more he fought.

Yu Zecheng launched a strong attack, a sword was as fast as a sword, a fierce fighting dragon turned into a fighting dragon, and the flying sword turned into a fighting dragon, and then a sword explosion technique, breaking through the opponent's flying sword defense, making a storm, and instantly the triangular eyes were cold, and the head was cut off by Yu Zecheng.

Before he died, Triangle Eyes was still shouting:

"Big Brother Saves ......"

Yu Zecheng slashed the triangular eye, and his whole body was immediately paralyzed, and Fang Cai's blood stain technique hurt his vitality the most. But Yu Zecheng didn't have the heart to heal his wounds, he hurriedly sensed the direction of the big brother on the map.

The eldest brother was rushing towards here quickly, and Yu Zecheng changed the terrain to confuse his way, but all the entrances to the walls that blocked his progress were all destroyed by him.

Yu Zecheng quickly picked up the flying sword with the triangular eye, as well as the storage bag on his body. ran to the side, but before he could run far, the wall shattered with a "boom", and the big brother appeared, his body was really boiling, like an ancient god of war.

When he saw the triangular eyed corpse at a glance, his hair immediately stood upside down and rushed towards Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng rose up as an imperial sword, and in between, he stretched out a finger and used his divine sense to transmit:

"An hour later, the main hall, one-on-one, you live or die. ”

Then Edgeworth flew away, the eldest brother, chased more than ten steps, but Yu Zecheng kept changing the terrain behind him, he couldn't catch up with Yu Zecheng of Edgeworth, and finally yelled at the sky and accepted Yu Zecheng's challenge.

Yu Zecheng flew to safety, put away his flying sword, and began to heal his injuries, in fact, he used the blood stain technique to hurt his vitality, and although the poisonous smoke did not poison him, he was poisoned by three points in his body.

Yu Zecheng took out a small pill in the storage bag, the essence was dispersed, and the antidote pill, the same one was eaten into the abdomen, and then he took out a marrow tonifying pill and eating it, although this is a bit of a waste of marrow replenishment pill, but if he dies in battle, it will be someone else's, but it is better to eat one without being blind.

Started to run the true yuan and heal the wounds, and sure enough, the effect of these pills was extremely effective, and the blood qi consumed slowly recovered, and it was more prosperous, and the five poisonous smoke of bibi that had just been inhaled before was also dissipated one by one under the operation of the detoxification pill, and it would not end up like Jin Xinzi in the end.

There was only one person left, and Yu Zecheng decided to fight him to the death. When he killed the master of Edgeworth and the triangular eye, Yu Zecheng worked hard and used all his strength to achieve victory.

After the victory, Yu Zecheng had a feeling that the blood gang true yuan power in his body was boiling, as long as he continued to fight and kill strong enemies, this blood gang true yuan power would be infinitely boiling, infinite growth, and in the vague Yu Zecheng knew that his blood gang true yuan power was about to have a breakthrough.

Fighting, constant fighting, in order to grow. Yu Zecheng targeted the big brother, this person is definitely a master of the masters, fight with him to see who is the real winner.

At this moment, Yu Zecheng forgot everything, what immortal Qin ruins, what Liu Shiyun, what enemies and friends, he is now desperate to fight with that big brother in white.

An hour passed quickly, Yu Zecheng stood up and walked forward slowly, the pace was not big, but the will was resolute, come on my enemy, you are destined to become a stepping stone on my path of cultivating immortals, no one can stop me on the road of cultivating immortals, now maybe now I am just a small tree, a seedling, but in the future I will inevitably grow into a towering tree and have my own piece of the world.

With a sword in hand, 10,000 people bow their heads, arrogant, and dare to ask who is the hero in the world.

(To be continued)