Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Death of the Devil's Poison
"Bang!" Lin Xingyu was punched and flew upside down more than ten meters, like a wheel that kept rolling, and when the rolling momentum decreased slightly, he inserted his sword into the ground, stopped his body, stood up, and vomited a mouthful of blood. Looking down at the wound, a pitch-black four-finger fist mark was imprinted on the chest, slightly dented, the sternum was broken, and the inner and outer layers of clothing were slowly corroded around, Lin Xingyu tore half of his outer body with his left hand, raised his sword with his right hand and pointed at the man in black, and at the same time quietly transported the Xuan Qi, breathing and breathing to speed up the repair of the injury.
"Who is your master?" the man in black said hoarsely.
"My master is Wu Yixiu!" Lin Xingyu said loudly.
"Are you Lin Xingyu?" the man in black said with curiosity.
"Do you know me? Who are you?" Lin Xingyu heard the other party's voice soften, thinking that the other party was also using poison, maybe he and Wu Yixiu were old friends and friends, and when the time came, they would have to compensate for a few magic cheats.
"In such a short period of time, you can be protected from poison, it seems that Wu Yixiu used the method of blood immersion, and he is really willing to spend the money. I am a good friend of your master, nicknamed Ghost Poison. The man in black had a calm voice.
"What bloodbathing method?"
"It's to use his own poisonous blood to dispense medicine, so that you become invincible, I don't know the specific method, he didn't teach you?"
Lin Xingyu recalled the scenes in the dark room, which made him feel his heart surging with enthusiasm, and he felt more grateful to Wu Yixiu.
"Nope. β
"Then did he give you any martial arts secrets?" the man in black said excitedly.
"No, there isn't. β
"So what did he give you? Or do you know where he is?"
"He hasn't given me anything, and I don't know where he is, but you can go to the Giant Sword Hall to find Qin Lan, she knows where Wu Yixiu is. β
"Well, it's good, I'll look for Qin Lan, but now you two can't leave. β
"Why, aren't you my master's friend?" Lin Xingyu's expression did not change, obviously things were expected.
"Such a peerless beauty, of course, has to be enjoyed by everyone to make the best use of it, and marrying you is simply a tyrannical thing. Hahahaha, as for you, if you are obedient, I will take a little blood from you every time to refine medicine to ensure that you do not die, this is the best choice, if you are disobedient, it is the same if you kill and take blood. The man in black laughed, his voice excited, as if the two in front of him were peerless treasures that were about to arrive.
"Let's go!" Qin Shuyu said again, his voice still unwavering, as if the person who was about to be destroyed had nothing to do with her.
"Shut up, am I leaving?" Lin Xingyu didn't look back, his sword pointed at the man in black, and his eyes didn't move.
"That's right, none of you can leave. After the man in black finished speaking, his figure quickly rushed towards Lin Xingyu.
"Bang. With a muffled sound, Lin Xingyu didn't have time to dodge, and was hit by a punch again, the pitch-black fist marks overlapped on his chest, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering, he flew out of dozens of meters and fell, lying on the ground, his head roaring. After a few deep breaths, he got up again with his hands on the ground, and walked towards the man in black, his inner body Xuan Qi was running frantically to recover from his injury, and his breathing speed was also a little faster.
Seeing that Lin Xingyu could still stand up, the man in black rubbed his chin with his right hand, his eyes were meaningful, and he did not make another move.
When Lin Xingyu was hit with the first punch, he didn't go all out, even so, the ordinary fifth-stage martial artist was not dead or disabled, Lin Xingyu could still stand up unharmed, and the poison on the fist gloves was also ineffective against Lin Xingyu, it seems that Wu Yixiu is this kid who has been cultivated by blood.
It wasn't until Lin Xingyu got close that his body moved, like a predatory cheetah rushing out, and then punched Lin Xingyu in the chest, like playing with a prey that was powerless to resist, playing with the palm of his hand, when he was executed, it all depends on the mood.
Lin Xingyu was covered with dust, blood hung on the corners of his mouth, and after a few breaths, he got up again and walked slowly towards the man in black, delaying time with this suicidal way, his brain was spinning rapidly, thinking of all possible methods, and his Xuan Qi ran quickly to repair his injuries. The only person he thought of could solve the dilemma in front of him was Wu Yixiu, if Wu Yixiu appeared like a god soldier from the sky at this moment, then he would definitely hug his thigh and cry bitterly. But will he show up?
Approaching again, flying out again, blood spurting out of a mouthful and nostrils began to bleed.
Qin Shuyu closed his eyes, not knowing whether he didn't want to, or didn't dare to look at the scene in front of him anymore.
After a few times, the man in black ran out of patience, and was no longer interested in playing the game of prey, grabbed Lin Xingyu's clothes with his left hand, and punched Lin Xingyu on the door with his right handγ
The man in black stopped, panting, his eyes were full of joy looking at his masterpiece, the feeling of his fists to the flesh was dripping with sweat, he had always poisoned his opponent, there were few close-quarters fights, and he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had abused a person like this.
Lin Xingyu was lying on the ground, with different degrees of damage and deformation everywhere in his body, his left arm was twisted, his eyes were sealed, his sternum was uneven, and the bones of his body were damaged and cracked to varying degrees. Holding the sword tightly in his right hand, he raised it, the tip of the sword supported the ground, and with all his strength, he swayed and propped up his body, knelt on one knee on the ground, his head bowed, and the blood from his mouth and nose dripped on the ground. was kicked down by the man in black again, looked at Lin Xingyu, who was no longer threatening, and ignored it anymore.
"The effect is almost over. The man in black turned around and walked towards Qin Shuyu.
"Absolutely beautiful, Lao Tzu has never enjoyed this kind of peerless woman, especially a woman dressed as a man, it makes people unbearable when you think about it, hahahahaha. The man in black stood in front of Qin Shuyu, looked down, his eyes were full of greed, reached into his arms, and took out a pill.
"This medicine is a happy thing specially prepared by me, wait for us to find a secluded place, it will make you want to die, and you can't stop it. Reaching out and pinching Qin Shuyu's jaw, he was about to stuff the pill.
Lin Xingyu stubbornly tried to get up again.
A trace of mysterious qi inexplicably appeared in Lin Xingyu's dantian.
Is it that trace of mystery again?
Repair your injuries?
No.
"Get up!" As an angry shout sounded, the water blue long sword shot straight into the heart of the black-clothed man like an arrow from the string.
The man in black heard a loud shout behind him, and suddenly felt bad, and quickly turned to the right to dodge, narrowly avoiding the heart, and the water blue long sword penetrated his right arm.
Lin Xingyu pinched the trick and waved his right hand, the sword body rotated up and down, and the right arm of the man in black was cut off by Qi Qi.
Blood gushed out, and the man in black clutched his right arm, wailing.
Lin Xingyu fell straight backwards, this style of imperial sword exhausted that trace of mystical energy.
I succeeded, the long-awaited Edgeworth succeeded, and the solution to the dilemma failed.
The man in black is not dead, and he is no longer able to stand up.
The man in black endured the pain and rushed forward, prepared Lin Xingyu, and brought the corpse back. The left hand grabbed Lin Xingyu's throat, like lifting a dead body, full of indignation, ready to vigorously break his neck, in order to vent the hatred in his heart, with a little force, a bad premonition rose from the bottom of his heart, it was from the killer's intuition, immediately threw out Lin Xingyu, and quickly jumped back.
A black spear flew from mid-air, shot into the ground, and was stuck where the man in black had just stood, and the body of the spear trembled.
A blue figure slammed into the ground, sending dust flying and the ground trembling slightly.
He was nine feet tall, with long sideburns, thick eyebrows, a high nose, thin, broad lips, dark brown hair tied to the top of his head with short ropes, blue soft armor, broad shoulders and a strong chest, and powerful limbs.
Pull out the spear with one hand, hold it obliquely behind him, the body of the spear is as black as ink, the tip of the spear is cold, the four edges are sharp like knives, all have blood grooves, and the spear is a purple gold coiled dragon embedded in the tail.
When Lin Xingyu saw someone helping, his tense nerves relaxed and he passed out.
"Who?" the man in black stood up, his voice hoarse and low, a grunting sound coming from his throat.
"Gu Zhenhong. The strong man's voice was rough.
"Do you know these two?"
"I don't know. β
"In that case, why meddle and make a move on me?"
"Trusted. β
"Whom?"
"It's me. The elegant voice came, and it was pleasant to the ears. Not far away, a young man with a warm smile turned his wheelchair and moved towards Lin Xingyu.
A strange laughing voice came, and two black figures appeared not far behind the strong man, at an angle with the ghost venom, the same four-eyed grimace mask, the expression was slightly different, the eyes of the black-clothed man on the left were fierce like wolves, the eyes below were slightly closed as sleep, and he carried two knives behind his back. The four eyes on the mask of the man in black on the right are the same, vague and melancholy, this person is slightly shorter, his body is bent forward, and he holds a strangely shaped weapon in his hand, a long iron chain with one end wrapped around his wrist, and the end is linked to a ring, the inner side of the ring is a herringbone connection, which is easy to hold, and the outside of the ring are three wide scimitar blades, the blades of which are extremely sharp.
"Ghost poison, just these few people will take off one of your hands?" the man in black on the left glanced and asked.
"Help me get rid of the one who used the gun, and I'll ...... the rest by myself" The ghost stared at Lin Xingyu who was fainting on the ground,
With a "poof", the aqua blue sword wrapped in lilac Xuan Qi pierced through the heart and shattered the heart.
Oniven lowered his head, glanced at the sword that passed through his heart, and then turned his head to look back.
Qin Shuyu drew his sword and walked towards Lin Xingyu without looking back.
"Medicine...... The effect ...... "ghost poison is overwhelming."
"Withdraw. Seeing this, the man in black on the left immediately said in a low voice.
"Truly, abruptly, truly. The black man on the right laughed strangely, clasped his hands on his chest, and slowly sank to the ground until his whole body was submerged and disappeared, and the ground was intact.
The man in black on the left jumped backwards, his body turned, and he landed on all fours, like a wild beast running away, unable to catch up.
Wen Junyan looked at Lin Xingyu, took out a pill, and stuffed it into Lin Xingyu's mouth.
Qin Shuyu saw Dai Mei frowning slightly not far away, but he didn't stop it.
"Thank you both for saving me. β
"Brother, you're welcome!" said the strong man heartily.
Qin Shuyu lowered his head again and looked at himself.
Wen Junyan smiled.
Qin Shuyu picked up Lin Xingyu and flew towards Jianan County.
"Hahaha, this brother is also in too much of a hurry. The strong man smiled heartily
Wen Junyan smiled but did not speak.