Song Ciwan followed Niu Laoliu to the edge of the martial arts arena, and the first thing he saw was the giant who had been shot.
The spear penetrated him directly through the chest. Feng Chuncai's eyes widened and he said in his throat: "You, haven't your Qi and blood deteriorated? How could you still be like this..."
The old owner straightened his old and stooped back, drew out the spear like a gust of wind, raised his hand and stabbed him suddenly, and let out a long sigh: "Xiao Feng, you disappoint me so much. !”
The second shot failed to hit Feng Chuncai again.
Behind, Hu Hui, the senior disciple of the old master, suddenly exclaimed: "Master! Save me..."
It turned out that in the melee just now, Hu Hui was chased by several veteran martial arts masters from Feng Chuncai's camp. As the two sides chased each other, Hu Hui fled behind the old gym owner.
Seeing that his direct disciple was dying, the old master immediately changed his tactics and fired back.
He changed his moves to save Hu Hui, and his target was a nearby martial artist who was chasing Hu Hui at the closest distance, but because of this change of moves, a flaw was exposed under his ribs.
Hu Hui, who was being chased in a panic, rushed over from the side in an instant, crying: "Master, they have all rebelled..."
Before he finished speaking, a short sword as bright as autumn water slipped out of Hu Hui's sleeve.
The dagger stretched out like a snake, and with lightning speed, it pierced the left side of the old hall master's waist in an instant.
Behind him, the giant Feng Chuncai shouted "Ah!" and at the same time he raised a stone lock that rolled from nowhere and hit the old owner from behind.
The situation reversed in an instant, with betrayal and despicableness going hand in hand. The old hall owner was hit hard both front and back, and had no choice but to put the spear in his hand at his side.
The gun was taller than him, and it barely managed to withstand the stone lock that was smashed down from behind.
The stone lock and the spear entered a state of wrestling, and the old hall master half-knelt on one knee, struggling to resist.
He raised his head slightly and looked at Hu Hui beside him with a pair of sparsely wrinkled eyes.
The young disciple's eyes were filled with tears and he cried: "Master, I'm sorry..."
The old owner asked in a hissing voice: "...Why?"
Hu Hui pulled out the dagger stuck in the old hall master's waist and thrust the sword towards him again.
He stabbed and cried: "I'm sorry, Master, I don't dare! You can't protect me for too long, but Uncle Feng is still in his prime, I can't go against him, I don't dare... I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
After three stabs with the sword, the old owner was already dying.
There were also masses of invisible energy gathering rapidly above his head, and his spear was even slightly bent. Behind him, Feng Chuncai's ferocious expression gradually began to turn into a joke.
Feng Chuncai's tone was soft and sinister: "Old master, this is the disciple you have carefully cultivated. Your vision is really as bad as ever, hey..."
There was a laugh that never ended, but suddenly his hand was empty - the stone lock he was holding in his hand and pressing down was gone!
Yes, it was the stone lock in his hand that disappeared into thin air.
This turn of events was shocking. For a moment, Feng Chuncai was stunned. Opposite him, Hu Hui, who witnessed this scene, was also stunned.
Naturally, these two people couldn't imagine that at this moment, there was a person who was "in the world but not in the world". He raised his hand and used an exotic treasure to take away the stone lock in Feng Chuncai's hand.
The one who did this was naturally Song Ciwan.
Song Ciwan actually didn't know the ins and outs of all the changes in this incident, but she understood the situation between the old hall owner and Hu Hui, as well as the giant-sized Feng Chuncai.
A disciple who deceived his master and betrayed his ancestors, and a subordinate who went against the grain.
No need to worry too much: when the road is rough, draw your sword to help!
At this moment, Song Ciwan not only used the scale of heaven and earth to take away the stone lock from Feng Chuncai's hand, but she also took away the dagger from Hu Hui's hand.
Hu Hui couldn't see Song Ciwan, and could only feel an invisible force forcefully sucking the dagger away from his hand.
Many times, the unknown is often the scariest thing. Hu Hui already had a guilty conscience. At this time, one thought aroused all the turmoil, and he suddenly shouted in horror: "Who is it! Ah——"
When a dark mass fell from the sky and rolled onto his face, he suddenly felt a pain in his cheek. He reached out to touch his face and caught a writhing multi-legged insect.
This insect has a fishy smell, its tentacles are probing, and its carapace is sticky. Whether it is the touch of it on the hand or the strange feeling of climbing on the face and struggling to bite, it is very scary.
Hu Hui suddenly jumped up with excitement and slapped his face randomly.
During the flapping, some finer bugs penetrated into his nasal cavity. Hu Hui felt that his nasal cavity was itchy. He quickly blew his nose to squeeze out the bugs in his nasal cavity.
But he didn't know that the moment these insects entered his nasal cavity, they had already secreted countless tiny dust-like eggs.
The eggs blended with the blood, and as his struggling movements intensified, they started from his nasal cavity and quickly flowed through his body.
Hu Hui screamed and fell to the ground instantly.
At the same time, Feng Chuncai was also attacked by insects.
It's just that Feng Chuncai's skill is obviously much higher than that of Hu Hui. Those insects that fall down one after another often just get close to his body and are bombarded by the steaming blood from his body.
But there were also many insects that rolled down to the wound on his chest.
There was a penetrating wound in his chest as big as the mouth of a bowl, which was the result of a previous shot by the old owner.
Feng Chuncai's giant body has a very strong ability to heal itself. After the old owner pulled out his gun, the flesh sprouts began to squirm at his wound. In just a moment, the wound that was as big as the mouth of a bowl turned into the size of a teacup.
It's just that he is still flesh and blood after all, and although the wound has been reduced, it cannot be healed in an instant.
Some bugs took this opportunity to burrow into his flesh and blood. Feng Chuncai yelled and beat his own wounds. Under the burning of his blood and brutal beating movements, a large number of bugs were visible to the naked eye and were burned to ashes. , or his body is broken and his life is broken, and he falls to the ground with a pop.
What Feng Chuncai also didn't know was that although he killed a large number of insects, some tiny eggs that were invisible to the naked eye also flowed into the blood of his wounds, and then quickly swam around with the flow of blood in his body. All over his body.
These bugs are not ordinary bugs, but were carefully cultivated by Song Ciwan using the Five Poison Jars.
She originally collected a batch of strange insects from Xujiazhi Garden. This batch of strange insects had a strange variety, but the grade was too low. After being cultivated and fed by Song Ciwan, the insects in the Five Poison Jars have already reproduced and transformed for countless generations.
A group of bugs among them were even fed by Song Ciwan with diluted dragon blood!
These bugs used to be the food of the big white goose, but now, when Song Ciwan cannot directly contact the human beings, the bugs have become the vanguard of her influence on reality.
