The journey was miserable and miserable.
The winding path follows the stream, and the early spring humidity only adds to the coolness.
Zheng Deduo felt depressed in his heart, and the thoughts in his heart were like the rotten wood drifting with the waves in the stream, and it was hard to find any trace.
Wounds ached all over his body, and he grinned and clutched his ribs. Occasionally, he would think that both of them had been poisoned. Could he fight back?
But he was so frightened by the opponent's tenacity and decisive approach that he came here with his head down in self-doubt.
Amidst the disturbing sound of the gurgling stream, there was suddenly the thumping of horse hooves, which gradually and rapidly progressed from far to near, like the sound of battlefield drums. The mist seemed to be split open by a long knife and dispersed towards both sides of the spring field trail.
When he saw the three cavalry facing him, Zheng Deduo just frowned, but when he saw the most beautiful woman after the exchange, the strong hostility in her eyes, her head went blank for a moment, and her right hand quietly reached out to into the left sleeve.
He could stagger back to Jinguan City with a breath of energy, but he no longer had the strength to fight with others head-on. Fortunately, he was a poison cultivator.
It's impossible for everyone in this world to be as resistant to poison as those two, right?
"Poison cultivator, first grade."
These were the original words that Mu Qing conveyed with stones. The two Zhang brothers recognized the person blocking the road and took a few steps forward on their horses as if they were dead.
Liu Weirui did not stop the two Zhang brothers from standing in front of her. Her eyes fell on Zheng Deduo in the distance through the gap between the two. After her eyes wandered over the wounds for a moment, she asked straight to the point: "How are they? "
Zheng Deduo groaned secretly in his heart, confirmed the identity of the accomplice of the visitor, managed to straighten his waist, released a strong aura of cultivation, and said with a strange smile: "Little girl, do you want to die when you block my way? I don’t know who ‘they’ you are asking about, is this how your adults taught you to travel in the world?”
"Huh?" The two brothers from the Zhang family looked at each other and saw a trace of suspicion in their eyes.
They did not doubt Zheng Deduo's identity, but were puzzled by Zheng Deduo's current reaction.
They have been hanging out in the Western Mountains all year round. When they meet on a narrow road, the two parties feel uncomfortable because they don't see eye to eye. Shouldn't they fight first before talking?
How come it makes sense instead?
Whether it is a secular dynasty or a fairy mountain, if reasoning is useful when walking in the world, why do we need fists and swords?
Whatever the winner says makes sense.
Zhang Zizhen had already begun to grieve his guts, and was planning to try to explain the truth behind the Lin family's big name in Xishan when he was desperate but could not be defeated. Unexpectedly, the other party, this bad old man, used it first.
The atmosphere was subtle, and the two brothers' eyes began to wander on Zheng Deduo, and they suddenly became aware.
Liu Weirui was carefully weighing the current situation. She could not ignore everyone's safety because of her own impatience. She tilted her chin slightly and patiently asked one last time, "How are the two of them doing now?"
Zheng Deduo folded his sleeves with his hands and hunched his body slightly. He glanced at the twin brothers who did not dare to take action directly. He understood in his heart that the pressure he would put on them would be greater after he made the announcement. As long as he delayed it for a moment longer, it would be invisible in the air. The poisonous powder in it will work.
So he said in a sinister tone: "Those two people..."
"The woman died after being insulted by me. As for the man, he should have turned into a puddle of pus by now."
If there weren't so many accidents, the threats now would actually be true.
Zheng Deduo shook his head, stopped his unnecessary lust, and said forcefully but calmly: "Do you want to avenge those two? Can you come forward?"
Xiaochan could feel the slightly stiff body movements of the young lady behind her, and couldn't help but frown at the two brothers in front of her and said, "You won't know until you hit him whether he's dead or alive."
The two Zhang brothers were silent and lowered their jaws. They stepped on the stirrups and flew towards Zheng Deduo.
Zhang Zizhen's yangyao sword technique is very powerful, and Zhang Zishan's yinyao sword technique is delicate and delicate. This is the first time that the two brothers have used the combined attack technique in such a long time.
I saw the two of them in the air. After the true energy surged, the sword energy and the sword energy were entwined and danced together like two dragons. Their bodies were intertwined. One person held the back of the sword with his hand, and the other held the hilt with his sword fingers. They used it as soon as they came up. Full strength is exactly one of the unique moves in the Liangyi Sword Manual, "Liangyi Sword Wrong".
"Thief, if you dare to bully my young lady, take my sword first."
After Zhang Zishan had a fight with Yue Jiu, he was reminded by Butcher Hu. He had already had countless exercises with Yue Jiu on the way back. The current progress of swordsmanship is much faster than that of his elder brother, so in the past It was his brother's sword that should have struck down first, but this time it was his pushing sword that struck first.
Xiaochan felt a little relieved. It seemed that the two brothers were not just bragging about how powerful they were, but they still had some real abilities.
She turned around and wanted to see the old man's response, but found that the other man had a strange smile on his face. He was calmly waiting for the swords to come, and she couldn't help but worry about the Zhang Zizhen brothers.
Zheng Deduo felt that his master's style was fully demonstrated at this moment, and he couldn't help but uttered two words with high spirits, "Fall!"
His words were followed by his words, shocking everyone.
When the two Zhang Zizhen brothers flew away on horseback, they were only about twenty feet away from Zheng Deduo. When the swords staggered into a combined attack, they were still at most five feet away.
The last five feet distance was reached in the blink of an eye. Zhang Zishan had even thought about how to sheath the sword in a cool and handsome manner after the sword penetrated the opponent's chest. However, he did not expect that reality would give him a huge blow. joke.
The meridians are swollen, painful and blocked, and I have no energy but can’t raise it...
Zhang Zishan suddenly felt something strange, but no matter how he activated the Yin Yao Heart Meridian, it was of no avail. In addition to bursts of stronger pain and tearing pain coming from the meridians, the true energy could not be sustained at all. When the momentum was exhausted, , Zhang Zishan, who was in mid-air, could only admit defeat. His big depressed and tangled face was full of helplessness, and he fell down facing a gravel on the path.
"Ah - bang -" He landed on his face. He didn't know whether the gravel on his face hurt or not, but it was embarrassing enough. Zhang Zishan woke up in the blink of an eye, but did not immediately raise his head.
It was during this scene that something strange happened. When Zhang Zishan landed, Zhang Zizhen, who was only half a step behind him, shouted "Brother" and fell down as if he was dead.
In the morning by the stream in spring, the humidity is heavy and there is the smell of earth and grass. Until now, the tip of Zhang Zizhen's nose twitched when he landed, and he smelled a faint pungent smell. This poisonous smoke aimed at the monks who could not use their true energy had spread for more than half a quarter of an hour.
"Don't come close, the air is poisonous!"
Zhang Zizhen got up immediately and ran to his brother Zhang Zishan. After making sure that the other person was okay, he yelled back at the top of his lungs: "Miss, we are so angry that we are so angry that we have been plotted by this person, uh——"
Zheng Deduo kicked Zhang Zizhen in the face to avoid another bullshit accident. Just as he was about to kill him first, he heard the approaching "dong dong" sound of horse hooves.
The caravan's trip seemed to have been in conflict with poisonous cultivators starting from Tieguguzhai. Cao Mo also used poisonous smoke that filled the air outside the stronghold that night. When Xiaochan and Liu Weirui discovered that something was wrong, they immediately He put on a face towel and sprinkled it with a lot of essential oil that smelled of mint and grass. It was the anti-virus product that Li Miaozhen had prepared for Liu Weirui before.
However, those who practice will always rely on their own mental methods and techniques. Once this reliance is gone, they seem to be confused and in vain and can no longer find their direction.
The infuriating energy is gone, but the ordinary physical fighting skills are actually still there.
Although Liu Weirui did not expect this, she put many things behind her with her ruthlessness to avenge her sweetheart. Xiaochan understands her thoughts best, so what if she is poisonous? He took the lead and rushed over.
Xiaochan came with control of the horse, while Liu Weirui behind him was holding a dagger in his backhand and hiding it behind him. A distance of more than twenty feet, amidst the "dong-dong" sound of horse hooves, within a few breaths, the horn of death was already ringing in everyone's ears.
The two brothers Zhang Zizhen opened their eyes wide, and Zheng Deduo opened his eyes wide. For whom is this horn blowing?
After all, Zheng Deduo did not choose to end Zhang Zizhen's life immediately. As his steps staggered, he reluctantly raised his body skills and wanted to move aside.
Liu Weirui and Xiaochan were speechless throughout the whole process, and only Zheng Deduo could be seen in their narrowed eyes.
With a distance of half a foot, the momentum was enough. Xiaochan clamped her slender legs together, and while controlling the horse's speed, she flew towards Zheng Deduo.
"Huh! Another one who died."
Zheng Deduo felt the flow of internal energy in the other party's body, and his sense of teasing arose.
He had just swept aside, thinking that the opponent must be quite strong if he dared to charge forward even though he knew how powerful he was. Who would have expected that he was such a small fish and shrimp.
His poisonous smoke will directly block the meridians, and even have irreparable consequences for people with such a low level.
With the help of Mu Qing, Xiao Chan was now at the fifth level of cultivation. When she rushed to less than three feet in front of Zheng Deduo, she still fell down.
He was weaker but rushed closer. This realization made Zheng Deduo feel a little bad, especially when the opponent fell down, there was a trace of pride in his eyes.
Why?
Liu Weirui could tell her the answer. The "dong-dong" sound of horse hooves suddenly became extremely light. Perhaps because he was afraid of the shallow grass on the path being submerged, Xiao Chan's flying figure had already forced Zheng Deduo to change his body in advance. In a blink of an eye, his mood turned from cautious to playful, only to find that a horse's hoof flew into the air and stepped heavily on his head.
Could he be the first first-grade monk to be trampled to death by a horse?
Zheng Deduo's drooped eyelids were stretched wide, and his vision clearly captured the trajectory of the horse's hooves.
Although there was not much strength left, at least his vision of realm was still there, so he turned sideways and hid.
Then, he died.
A dagger that had been hidden behind him for a long time, when the horse's hoof hit the ground, briskly cut through the old skin on his neck, cutting the thickest blood vessel.
The pale-haired, first-grade monk died at the hands of a woman with no cultivation skills.
This world is still so weird.
