"Little beast, where else do you want to escape!" The broken-arm worshiper of the Feng family walked out of the forest.
If he hadn't left his breath on this corpse, he might not have been able to find it!
Yueying suddenly picked up Baiye's body with her feet and kicked it towards the Feng family worshiper.
"It's better to stay obediently!" The broken-arm worshiper shattered Baiye's body with one palm, and the remaining limbs and broken arms were scattered around. The scene was extremely bloody.
Yueying is only in the late stage of Ningsha, but the worship in front of her is in the late stage of divine movement. The difference in strength between the two is not even a little bit!
The two had just exchanged blows when Yueying was knocked away by a palm.
Even if Yueying is the genius of the Xieji Sect, given the huge disparity in strength, he is no match for him!
"Hahaha, the little witch has a pretty good figure!" The broken-arm worshiper shook his hands, and suddenly his eyes focused, and the place in his palm turned black and blue without knowing it!
Yueying covered her chest, where the clothes were broken, revealing the soft armor underneath the dress, which was smeared with poison.
Even if a strong person in the Tongxu realm is poisoned, it will take some time to force out the poison!
As for those below the Tongxu realm, if there is no antidote, the poisoned part will turn into a pile of blood in less than half a stick of incense, and even the bones will melt away!
The broken arm was enshrined in anger, and the facial features were distorted.
He had already broken one arm, and the remaining arm was also poisoned. He had tried to force the poison out, but instead of forcing out the poison, the poisonous blood in his body accelerated circulation. In the blink of an eye, he had reached the small arm.
"Bring the antidote!" Veins appeared on the forehead of the severed arm worshiper, but he did not dare to use his spiritual power. Otherwise, if the poison in his palm continued to spread, his only remaining arm would be eaten away.
Yueying's eyes were cold, and she raised her hand to tear off the soft armor on her body and threw it on the ground, "If you want the antidote, do it in the next life!"
This soft armor can only be used once. If the poison is contaminated on one's body, the consequences will be disastrous.
"Ah, ah!" The broken-arm worshiper screamed, the palm of his hand had begun to rot, and the dark poisonous blood dripped down the palm and fell to the ground, making a sizzling sound.
Yueying wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked at the severed-arm worshiper with mocking eyes. The poison on the soft armor was applied by the master himself.
Even she doesn't know how this poison is refined. This is also a means for their Evil Ji Sect to control others. As long as the poisoned person still cares about their own lives, they will definitely compromise and help them without leaving any room!
"Go to hell!" The Broken Arm Enshrinement went berserk, and all kinds of magical powers fell on Yueying.
Yueying was already injured. At this critical moment, Yueying suddenly turned around and jumped towards the waterfall.
There is still hope of survival after jumping off the waterfall, but if she fights with a crazy Ascension Realm monk, she will definitely die!
The Broken Arm Worshiper wanted to catch Yueying, but he could only watch helplessly as Yueying jumped into the waterfall and disappeared in the blink of an eye!
"No, don't! My antidote!"
Watching Yueying's figure disappear, the broken-arm worshiper became even more desperate, and even his lips became a little blue.
At this moment, two strong men from the Feng family hurriedly arrived nearby.
"what happened!"
"He's been poisoned! The poisonous blood has corroded the entire arm. We can't take this arm anymore!"
The broken-arm enshrinement's eyes widened. He only had one arm left. If even this arm had to be amputated, wouldn't he be completely reduced to a useless person? !
"It's too late, I'll do it!"
The broken-arm worshiper moved his lips, as if he was about to say something, when one of the strong men from the Feng family had already slashed his entire arm with a sword.
The severed arm fell to the ground, and in just a few breaths, it completely turned into a pool of blood!
The two looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
"What a powerful poison!"
The Broken Arm Worshiper looked at the two of them with a pale face, and said weakly, "You..."
"No need to thank you!" The strong man from the Feng family who cut off his arm said coldly, "We will send you back now!"
Broken arm worship, "....."
"But then again, if I don't even have a hand now, wouldn't it be inconvenient to eat or do anything?"
"Doesn't he still have two feet?"
"He has stinky feet."
"He doesn't despise himself..."
Hearing the conversation between the two companions, the Broken-Arm Enshrinement suddenly became furious. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, his vision went black and he passed out.
The two of them saw the monk with a broken arm suddenly vomiting blood and fell into coma. They did not realize that the other person's coma was entirely due to them.
"Why are you still vomiting blood? Has the poison spread to your internal organs?"
"No matter, take him back first and then talk..."
.......
Meanwhile, in the woods below the waterfall.
When Yueying fell into the waterfall, she was knocked unconscious by the huge impact, and her body rushed downstream along the river.
"Hey, that's..." In the woods, Yun Jiu saw the figure floating in the river, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.
Seeing that the figure was about to be washed away by the river, Yun Jiu fished it out after a brief hesitation.
And judging from his clothing, this guy should be a disciple of the Demon Sect...
Seeing that the other party was still covered, Yun Jiu curiously lifted the veil and took a few glances.
The moon shadow was so beautiful that even Yun Jiu couldn't help but take a second look when he saw that face.
Quite beautiful...
Is this an injury?
Judging from his appearance, he must have jumped from the waterfall. Although he was injured, he jumped from that height again. It is a blessing that he did not fall to his death...
Yun Jiu grabbed Yue Ying's wrist, checked her injury, determined that the injured location was behind her chest, and reached out to untie Yue Ying's dress.
There is no close-fitting soft armor, only a layer of chest wrap wrapped tightly around the chest.
Yun Jiu tried the tightness with his fingers, but couldn't even fit a finger in.
This is so unimaginable...
She cut off the bra wrap around her chest, and the restraints were gone, and her almost perfect figure was completely exposed to Yun Jiu's eyes.
Yun Jiu's throat rolled.
He looked at Yueying, then looked down at himself.
They are both women. Isn’t this gap a bit too much?
After gathering his thoughts, Yun Jiu placed a dark red palm print on Yueying's left chest, and several ribs were abruptly broken.
However, for a monk from such an injury, even if he did not take the elixir, he should be able to recover almost completely after resting for ten days and a half.
Yun Jiu originally wanted to slap his butt and leave, but if he left like this, this guy might not survive the night and would be picked up by a wild beast.
Yun Jiu squatted in front of Yueying, hesitating whether to throw her back into the river and let her continue to float.
Yueying, who had her eyes closed suddenly, suddenly opened her eyes. When she saw a stranger in front of her, her pupils shrank suddenly!
Feeling the coolness in her chest, Yueying's pretty face was full of seriousness and anger, and she touched her back with a small hand.
"Are you looking for this thing here?" Yun Jiu played with the poisoned dagger in his hand, "This thing is too dangerous, so I'd better keep it for you!"
Only then did Yueying realize that not only had her clothes been untied, but the hidden weapons, daggers, and poisons she carried with her had all been searched by the person in front of her.
I saw Yueying clinging to the big tree and struggling to stand up from the ground.
"If I were you, I wouldn't mess around at this time. Your injuries are very serious now. Even an ordinary person could kill you..." Yun Jiu looked Yueying up and down, and the meaning of his words was lost. And metaphor.
