Chapter 96: Poison Outbreak (7)

In Zhao Kuo's eyes, Zhang Fan was already the meat of the felt board, so he said these words in public without hesitation.

When she heard that Zhang Fan might be the son and grandson of the elders of the Wudang Sect, the woman in the palace costume said with a moving expression: "Yes, this person has sabotaged our plan of the Quanzhen Sect, it is not too late to arrest this person and torture him before killing him."

If you catch the children and grandchildren of an elder of the Wudang Sect and hand them over to the sect, it will indeed be much more effective than killing Zhang Fan. didn't know that Zhang Fan couldn't be the son or grandson of a sect elder at all, just a small sect monk who joined the Wudang faction halfway.

Sou!

While these Quanzhen Sect monks were talking, Zhang Fan had already turned into a pitch-black streamer and burst out in an instant, jumping towards these Quanzhen Sect monks, and the black poisonous mist rolling up around him was even more overwhelming like a volcanic eruption.

Looking at the black storm sweeping beside Zhang Fan, Zhao Kuo opened his mouth and reminded: "Be careful to prepare the poisonous mist on this person, don't fight this person in close quarters, and use magic weapons to attack this person from afar!"

In an instant, these Quanzhen Sect monks all took off their blades and flew towards Zhang Fan, and at the same time, Zhao Kuo's sandalwood folding fan was also stained with a piece of blood red, spinning and flying, turning into a sandalwood flying blade, slashing towards Zhang Fan.

At the beginning, when Zhang Fan was still in the Qi refining period, the poisonous true qi could corrode the spiritual weapon, and now that Zhang Fan's poisonous body has exploded, the current power of the poisonous true qi is not known how many times stronger than it was at the beginning, how could Zhang Fan be afraid of these Quanzhen Sect monks.

Zhang Fan was not afraid of the sharp blades of these Quanzhen Sect monks, and rushed towards these Quanzhen Sect monks as if he had entered a no-man's land.

The power of the poisonous true qi was completely revealed at this moment, although Zhang Fan was only the prototype of a poisonous body now, but the power of the poisonous true qi explosion was not something that these foundation building period cultivators could resist.

The spiritual weapons in the hands of these Quanzhen Sect monks instantly turned into broken copper and iron when they rushed into the black poisonous mist, and they fell to the ground.

Looking at the scrapped spiritual weapons, the faces of these Quanzhen Sect monks all showed a look of heartache, even if it was a foundation building period cultivator refining a spiritual weapon, it would take a lot of effort to succeed.

Only Zhao Kuo's sandalwood folding fan successfully broke through the barrier of the black mist and attacked in front of Zhang Fan.

"What's the matter? This person can't be killed, obviously my medium-grade spirit weapon has attacked this person's body, why hasn't this person been affected in the slightest, otherwise he should have had his body shattered." ”

But immediately Zhao Kuo understood the reason, and saw Zhang Fan, who was in the center of the black fog, at some point, with a black long sword in his hand, and slashed the black long sword at the folding fan, and the trembling gold folding fan was suddenly shattered!

Zhao Kuo's face turned slightly pale, I don't know how many materials and time he spent refining this medium-grade spiritual weapon, and now it was shattered by the monk in the poisonous mist with a sword, and Zhao Kuo's heart was as sad as a drop of blood.

As soon as the attack of the Quanzhen Sect monks was over, Zhang Fan rushed to the side of these Quanzhen Sect monks, and Zhao Kuo was the first to come into contact with the poisonous true qi, which suddenly turned into a poisonous snake and wanted to burrow into his body, but after all, it was directly blasted away by him.

But this is just a trace, you must know that the black poisonous mist beside Zhang Fan is almost endless, Zhao Kuo's eyes were instantly sharp, and he shouted urgently: "Retreat!"

These Quanzhen Sect monks avoided it in time, but they were more or less contaminated with some black poisonous mist, and the most terrible thing was that these black poisonous mists were extremely weird, like poisonous snakes crawling on their bodies, desperately burrowing into the bodies of these monks.

Most of the monks' poisonous true qi drilled into their bodies, and it was extremely painful at the moment, if it weren't for the palace woman and Zhao Kuo here, these monks would probably have fled directly.

Even the monk who was not contaminated by the poisonous mist looked at Zhang Fan with frightened eyes at this moment.

At this moment, Zhang Fan, who was shrouded in black fog, was as weird and terrifying as death, and anyone would feel fear in their hearts.

They are not afraid of Zhang Fan's cultivation, but they are afraid of the black poisonous mist on Zhang Fan's body, this poisonous mist is constantly pouring out at this moment, not to mention that these black poisonous mist are corrosive, and they will not be easily destroyed. And the poison gas is more powerful than the last.

The woman in the palace costume looked at the Quanzhen Sect monk who was already in a mess and couldn't even maintain a neat formation, and asked Zhao Kuo. "Senior brother, the poisonous mist on this person's body can even corrode the spirit weapon, once it is contaminated, it can directly hurt the soul primordial spirit, and there is almost nothing to solve, what should I do now?"

Zhao Kuo was also a little undecided for a while, he had never seen this kind of terrible poison, and today was the first time he encountered it, and he had a retreat in his heart.

But thinking that Zhang Fan's cultivation was only in the early stage of foundation building, he suddenly snorted coldly: "Hmph, there are so many of us, and you and I, as core disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, were beaten and fled by a monk in the early stage of foundation building of the Wudang Sect, I am afraid that other monks will laugh to death." ”

As soon as Zhao Kuo's words were finished, he saw Zhang Fan rushing over with a monstrous poisonous mist again, and Zhao Kuo's face was angry: "Damn! You are just a monk in the early stage of foundation building, I don't believe that I can't deal with you." ”

After that, Zhao Kuo bit the tip of his tongue violently, and shot a stream of blood arrows out, and after the blood arrows came out, they suddenly turned into blood mist, wrapping his body, this blood mist is different from ordinary blood, this blood mist is his natal essence blood, and it contains powerful energy.

Zhao Kuo's face was extremely pale, but in order to defeat Zhang Fan, Zhao Kuo couldn't care about this.

In fact, Zhao Kuo guessed wrong, strictly speaking, Zhang Fan's cultivation can only be regarded as half of the foundation, because Zhang Fan has not succeeded in building the foundation at all, and the powerful aura on Zhang Fan's body at this moment is completely caused by the outbreak of toxic true qi.

"As long as you seize this person's reward for each of them, you will have the opportunity to become a core disciple of the Quanzhen Sect." Zhao Kuo turned around again and yelled at those True Sect monks.

Hearing this, there was a flash of heat in the eyes of the monks behind Zhao Kuo, although they were all Quanzhen Sect monks, but they were not really core disciples, they were just a second-rate sect monk, and they only joined the Quanzhen Sect after the war between the two major sects.

Once he becomes the core disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, his absolute status will be greatly improved, and he will not be much worse than Zhao Kuo.

"I was actually rewarded with a spiritual weapon! In addition, there is a chance to become a core disciple of the Quanzhen Sect!"

The morale seemed to be ignited, and every eye revealed excitement and a desire for a reward, and several of the monks even shouted loudly, as if they had taken some pill to increase their cultivation and take the lead in rushing towards Zhang Fan.

The reward that Zhao Kuo said had a fatal attraction that made them irresistible, but there were also some Quanzhen Sect monks who were slow to move forward, still fearful of the poisonous mist on Zhang Fan's body.

However, under Zhao Kuo's gaze, these monks who were slow to move forward had no choice but to bite the bullet.

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