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Mu Lingtian, who was originally fighting Jin Buxian and five poisonous people, became a little crazy because of the smell of blood. With these arrogant poisonous people, he was helpless, and Jin Buxian's domineering sword, As a result, the pressure became more and more intense, and he was unable to resist. He was hit twice by the poisonous man and was stabbed in the leg. He began to cough.
In desperation, Mu Lingtian no longer hid, and the strange sword edge forced Jin Buxian back!
"What kind of swordsmanship is this!" Jin Buxian was stunned by Mu Lingtian's move.
But the Poison Man was chasing Mu Lingtian tightly. Just as he rolled to avoid the attack of one Poison Man, another Poison Man hit Mu Lingtian's chest with a fierce palm.
Mu Lingtian rolled back a few times to avoid the five pursuing poisonous men, then fell to the ground and knelt on one foot to steady his body.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, and an inexplicable impulse began to impact deep in his heart. The increasingly uncontrollable power was eroding his mind, and a heart-wrenching pain twisted in his chest. His left hand died. He clutched his chest tightly. The severe pain made him unbearable. It felt more deadly than when he was a child. He wanted to use his internal strength to resist, but he spit out another mouthful of blood.
Tang Aoshuang was fighting Yan Chi at this time. Facing the angry Yan Chi, Tang Aoshuang did not dodge. Although he knew that Mu Lingtian did not try his best, Mu Lingtian did not want to use his true strength even if he was at a disadvantage. Kung Fu, I believe there must be a reason, so he is also preparing to give Yan Chi the final blow.
"Let me teach you what the real Poison Palm is, the Poison Green Smoke Palm!" Tang Aoshuang's tenth-level skill seemed to hold a ball of black energy in his right palm, and he slashed at the flying Yan Chi!
Yan Chi couldn't dodge in the air, and a palm of black energy hit Yan Chi hard!
Yan Chi instantly lost his balance in the air and was knocked several meters away. He kept rolling on the ground with black blood pouring out of his mouth.
Tang Aoshuang slowly walked to Yan Chi, looked down at Yan Chi, and then looked at the sky. She didn't say a word, as if she was sighing.
Yan Chi knew that he couldn't beat Tang Aoshuang, but he was still the winner in life. He laughed crazily: "Haha, I didn't expect that your kung fu is so high now, but so what? I have already refined the Corpse Transformation Pill, even if you Even if you kill me, I will still be the winner, my Golden Blade Sect will control the entire world, and your Tang Sect is no exception."
Tang Aoshuang looked at Yan Chi disdainfully and said calmly: "I'm afraid I can't do what you want. At this time, I think your underground palace and your Corpse Transformation Pill have been almost destroyed. Even you The poisonous person will not live long!"
"You! What on earth did you do!~"
At this time, in the underground palace of Jindaomen, as Tang Aoshuang said, everything that should be burned has been almost burned. With all the elixirs and corpse tome fragments being burned in the hands of Yanyun Shibadu, the underground palace was used for research. Everything in the Corpse Transformation Pill was turned into smoke and dust, leaving only the last group of poisonous people!
In the last step, the smoke and eighteen poisons were lit, and the explosives were thrown into the poisonous man's secret room!
"Boom!" There was a sudden thunder, and in a courtyard not far from the back courtyard of Jindaomen, smoke and dust rose into the sky along with the sound of explosion.
Tang Aoshuang said nothing, just looked at the smoke and dust rising into the sky calmly.
Yan Chi looked at Yanchen and seemed to understand something: "You!"
A large mouthful of black blood was spat out. More than twenty years of hard work turned into floating clouds in the smoke and dust. He spent half his life. It was not only his everything, but also his pride. But with the smoke and dust, The smoke disappeared, that kind of hatred, that kind of despair, how could he be willing to say: "Ah! Tang Aoshuang, I want to kill you!"
Yan Chi's eyes were full of resentment and bloodshot. He gritted his teeth and spat out a large mouthful of black blood. He wanted to stand up!
"Ah!" Accompanied by a roar that reached the sky! Mu Lingtian's eyes were dyed with blood.
Tang Aoshuang and Yan Chi both looked over. Mu Lingtian's inner energy exploded, and a burst of energy forced the five poisonous people and Jin Buxian back. An invisible aura seemed to be his defense. He looked up to the sky and roared, wrapping his head around Meng's cloth was also torn into pieces by his anger.
"That, that's Can Shang? You, who are you?" For some reason, Jin Buxian seemed to feel a little scared.
"Canshang!" Tang Aoshuang also recognized Mu Lingtian's weapon.
Mu Lingtian roared, and suddenly, two streams of blood rushed out of Mu Lingtian's body, as if two blood-red silver needles were inserted into the door panel not far away!
The end of the roar was the arrival of the end. The blades of the Sixteen Swords of Zhu Xian surged out from Mu Lingtian's hands, like thousands of flying swords transformed from internal power, and bounced around Mu Lingtian.
Tang Aoshuang discovered something, her expression was horrified, Tang Men Qinggong jumped away in one step!
The flailing sword edge, together with the crazy Mu Lingtian, rushed towards Jin Buxian and the five poisonous men. He needed blood and he longed for killing.
"This is! The Sixteen Swords of Killing Immortals?" Jin Buxian seemed to know something.
In panic, he saw Mu Lingtian rushing towards him like a shadow. It was too late to dodge. Jin Buxian stood the golden sword in front of him, trying to block Mu Lingtian. The golden sword broke into two halves, and half fell to the ground. Half of it was still in Jin BuXian's hand. The ruins in Mu Lingtian's hand slipped from Jin BuXian's neck. Several sword edges also followed Mu Lingtian, rushing through Jin BuXian's body and penetrating through it. Before Jin BuXian could open his eyes, his head rolled to the ground.
Although the poisonous people are not afraid of pain, without Jin BuXian, the five poisonous people with no IQ, under the crazy swords and the extremely sharp wounds, plus Mu Lingtian, who only sees killing and blood, They could not escape the fate of being cut up and turned into pieces on the ground.
Five poisonous men were beheaded, and the only survivor at the scene was of course about to face death.
Yan Chi looked at Mu Lingtian. He knew that he could not escape. Before he could close his eyes, he had been hit by countless swords, which seemed to mean that he would never die in peace.
There is no target, but the killing and blood will never stop. Mu Lingtian looks even crazier and scarier than the poisonous man. He is so crazy that he is dancing in the air with the remnants of grief in his hands.
"It's the Sixteen Swords of Zhuxian and Canshang. Who are you?" Tang Aoshuang seemed to be thinking about something.
Seeing that Mu Lingtian seemed to be struggling and in pain, the edge of the sword disappeared a lot in an instant. Tang Aoshuang found an opportunity, and silently walked like a shadow, rushing into Mu Lingtian's aura, from Mu Lingtian's Behind his back, he clicked on Mu Lingtian's neck. Mu Lingtian stopped moving and fell down!
Although Tang Aoshuang blocked most of the sword's edge, his clothes were also damaged in some places, and a shallow cut was made on his right arm. He looked at Mu Lingtian who was lying on the ground.
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