Young White Horse: Born with a Poisonous Body and a Sword that Slays the Heroes

Then he took out a golden gourd about an inch long from his sleeve, uncorked it with red silk, and poured the liquid into his hand.

A bright red pill the size of a fish eye rolled in my hand...

"Don't bother, country bumpkin! Are you so old and confused that you forgot my last name is Wen? Ask the old dwarf you're traveling with to prepare a coffin for you!"

Seeing Wu Tian still struggling to death, Wen Yanzhao sneered and said

He released the internal force from both hands at the same time, and Chengying and Bu Ranchen in the distance broke through the wind and flew back to his hands at the same time!

Wu Tian ignored him and was about to swallow the Zhu Long Xue Jie Dan, the healing medicine of the Northern Territory, when he suddenly felt as if he was falling into hell.

Starting from the wound, every meridian where the internal force flowed felt like it was being bitten by insects and ants. The voice of Wen Yanzhao in his ears also began to sound strange, like a bullfrog in heat in spring.

The eyes that have not yet fully recovered their vision are colorful and beautiful...

"Boy, you are too despicable. You put poison on the sword! It's so toxic. What kind of poison is this..."

Wutan used all his strength to squeeze out these words from between his teeth!

"The Wen family doesn't use poison. Do they always compete with you?"

"The sword is fed with a scent of forgetfulness, made from a warm pot of wine! I was supposed to keep it for myself, but you're lucky today, so I'm giving it to you!"

Wen Yanzhao's footsteps were so fast that he was in front of Wu Tian in just a few breaths.

As soon as he jokingly said this, Wu Tian's body swayed, and he said two words with his mouth open and a weak breath:

"Good! Poison!"

The golden gourd fell into the wild grass more than two feet high, and then Wu Tian's fat body fell on his back, and his dead fish-like pupils gradually dilated...

Wen Yanzhao looked at Wu Tian's corpse, which had been pressed into a "big" shape by the weeds, shook his head, and sighed:

"If you fight against the Wen family, you will definitely suffer the consequences! It's a pity that my uncle is so poisonous~"

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[System: Congratulations to the host for killing a Great Free and Easy Realm Demon Cult envoy and gaining 8000 reputation]

The system's ethereal and rigid prompt sound rang in Wen Yanzhao's mind. I killed an old devil, and that was it?

He felt that he had lost a lot, so he didn't say much, and put the dust in his hand into the storage space.

After the battle with Wu Tian, ​​his internal energy was severely depleted. He had to take advantage of the fact that the old man's internal injuries had not yet healed and quickly take his cousin Ye Bailiang back to the Marquis' Mansion.

While thinking, he tapped his feet and flashed to Baili Dongjun who was still trying to escape but couldn't be stopped.

The Chengying sword was swung out repeatedly, forcing the unstoppable figure to retreat. Then he grabbed Baili Dongjun's shoulder with his left hand and flew backwards!

Wen Yanzhao and Baili Dongjun had just stood firm when the voices of a pair of young men came from a distance!

"Your Majesty!"

Wen Yanzhao looked in the direction of the sound and saw two figures, one purple and one white, quietly landing beside the fallen body of Wu Tian.

These two people are the Purple-robed Marquis Zi Yuji and the White-haired Immortal Mo Qixuan who just arrived.

They were not far from the lawless ones, and they should have killed Wen Yanzhao and the other two one after another.

However, when the two guardians Zibai passed the outskirts of Zhenxi Marquis's mansion, they saw the imperial guards guarding the Beili royal family.

The two of them suddenly became puzzled and decided to investigate.

After all, I came all the way here from the outer world, and it was not a loss to be able to obtain some information about the royal family of the Xiao family in Beili.

Thinking that in the small city of Qiandong, apart from the Poison Bodhisattva Wenhujiu, there is no one else who can fight against the two lawless envoys.

The two of them searched around the Zhenxi Marquis's mansion until they saw the carriage of Langya King Xiao Ruofeng, and then they realized that the Zhenxi Marquis's mansion really had a Beili Prince.

When the two of them rushed from the Zhenxi Marquis Mansion to the wasteland of the Boyue Mountain training ground two or three miles away, they saw Wu Tian lying on his back from afar.

"Zi Yuji, Mo Qixuan! What happened to Wu Tian?"

Being forced back by Wen Yanzhao Chengying, Wu Wu asked in a cold voice. He heard Zi Bai and the other two exclaiming Wu Tian's name, and he felt something was wrong.

"Emissary Wu Tian, ​​he... he is dead!"

Zi Yuji probed Wu Tian's nostrils, which were bleeding black and purple blood, and replied in a trembling voice:

"what!"

Unable to be shocked and angry, although Wu Tian's internal strength was slightly inferior to his, they were both at the Great Free and Easy Realm.

Even if I can't win quickly against two younger guys, I won't die here.

"The Wu Tian envoy was stabbed in the chest by a sword, but it was the poison that took his life..."

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Mo Qixuan suddenly swung his sword, and the shadow of the sword reflected the horrific sight of Wu Tian with his mouth open and eyes wide open.

"Okay, okay, it's the Wen family again! Elder Chen also died at the hands of this Wen family brat last time!"

"It seems that today's blood debt will have to be paid with the blood of this Wen family kid!"

The sound was shrill, and the strange figure and bloody eyes made it look like a ghost from the underworld.

When Wen Yanzhao heard this, he suddenly became angry and started to curse:

"These two old monsters who are still alive, they think they are more powerful than the three of us brothers, but they failed to kidnap anyone and ended up getting themselves into trouble. This is so funny!

"Now you want me to pay with my life. Fine, fine, I'll pay your blood debt with my own blood!"

The curse reached the ears of the people, and Wen Yanzhao's thin poisonous roar also rushed over with the curse.

"Little tricks!"

Unable to open his eyes immediately, he clapped his hands at the same time, and the poisonous mist as thick as spider silk instantly dissipated into the air.

Wen Yanzhao's sneak attack with the curse was discovered by the old devil. After nearly half an hour of breathing and practicing Qigong, the toxins in his body had been completely cleared.

There was still some green poisonous blood in his eyelids that had not yet completely flowed out, and he just stared at Wen Yanzhao who was thirty or forty steps away.

The night became darker and darker. A gust of fishy wind blew by, and the weeds in the places where Wen Yanzhao had poisoned them withered.

The ground that Bu Ranchen's Hundred-Step Flying Sword had just passed by had also become a road of death.

"Boy, I think you can't escape even if you have wings. Do you have enough internal energy to fight Wu Tian again?"

He could no longer laugh wildly. He could already feel that Wen Yanzhao's momentum had weakened. He was no longer as fierce and arrogant as at the beginning.

Wen Yanzhao was of course a little guilty. Ye Dingzhi was healing his wounds ten steps away and would not be able to fight again for a while.

Xiao Baili behind him had just performed the Western Chu Sword Song, and his internal strength was also empty.

His own situation was not much better. He had consumed too much internal energy during the fight with Wu Tian. Now, he felt a wave of emptiness rising from his tailbone to the back of his head.

Even though the enemy in front of him was not at his full strength, even if he had half of his power, plus Zi Bai and two peak earth realm guardians, he was still not someone he could handle.

As the moon rose, the sword in Wen Yanzhao's hand disappeared.

Thirty or two miles away, partridges chirped and frogs croaked under the trees. If it weren't for the bloody fight at the foot of Boyue Mountain, tonight would still be the same, quiet and peaceful.

"Dongjun, take Dingzhi and leave now! Don't stop for a moment! I can still stop the three people in front of me for a while!"

Wen Yanzhao smiled sadly, turned around and said to Baili Dongjun

"Cousin, you... I, Baili Dongjun, am not a coward! If you don't leave, I won't leave either!"

Baili Dongjun's eyes were bright, and there was no trace of childishness in them. At this moment, he looked like a man who stood tall and upright, with a figure as majestic as Baili Luochen.

Ten steps away, Ye Ding was holding the Zhenwu sword in his hand, and his voice was calm:

"My three brothers each hold a sword. Are we afraid of the three monsters in front of us? Cousin, Ye Dingzhi has experienced life and death when he was ten years old. What is there to be afraid of now?"

Wen Yanzhao sighed helplessly:

"I'm telling you two, it's not the end yet. I'm more or less a master of the Fuyao realm. One of you is sometimes effective and sometimes not, and the other one can't even use his energy right now..."

"Save this kind of talk for the last episode. If you don't leave now, I'll give each of you ten Bing Ning Fu Shen Pills!!!"

As soon as Baili Dongjun heard the words "Bing Ning Fu Shen Wan", he did not hesitate any longer, and the flying swallows under his feet

He came to Ye Dingzhi's side in an instant, picked up the Zhenwu Sword with his left hand, and held Ye Dingzhi with his right hand.

He left behind a sentence: "Whoever wants to eat can eat! I'm leaving, cousin. See you in the backyard woodshed!"

Wen Yanzhao: "This thing is still useful... Actually, I don't have it anymore, I was just kidding!"

Baili Dongjun ran out fifty or sixty steps in the blink of an eye. He was about to chase after the enemy but was blocked by a dark blue poisonous mist from Wen Yanzhao.

Then the Chengying Sword was swung out, and the Supreme Sword Dao, the Invisible Dao, arose again. Hundreds of phantom sword energies simultaneously bombarded Wubang, Zibai and the other two!

"Your opponent is me, Wen Yanzhao!"

Wen Yanzhao leaned on the invisible shadow with both hands, smiled and looked at the three people in front of him and said

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Chapter 54 The Little Master Who Sees Through Everything

Qiandong City, Zhenxi Marquis Mansion

The flames of the incense and candles on both sides danced, burning the wax like water, dripping down and being blown by the cool breeze, turning from transparent to milky white in an instant.

At this point in the dinner, the food was already cold and the wine was bland.

Except for Lei Mengsha, everyone present was eating absent-mindedly.

All the people sitting at the table were accomplished martial artists. The waves of true energy coming from the southwest side of the window were much more attractive than the delicacies on the table.

He warmed the pot of wine with a worried look on his face. He loved his nephew on the left and his nephew on the right equally, fearing that something bad might happen to them.

The wrinkles on Baili Luochen's face were more serious than the knife marks on an old tree. If it weren't for the Beili Prince and Langya King Xiao Ruofeng being here, he would have led a cavalry of a thousand men and rushed out of the Marquis's mansion to look for his precious grandson.

Baili Chengfeng was trembling with fear at the dinner party, fearing that his father would scold him, his wife would complain, and his son would complain. He dared not chew the fresh bamboo shoots vigorously, fearing that the slightest sound would make his ancestors unhappy.

Although Wen Luoyu was concerned about the overall situation and was very enthusiastic at the banquet, she was worried about her son in her heart. She frowned and glanced at her husband from time to time;

Although Xiao Ruofeng's face was calm, he had already guessed in his heart that the disturbance outside must be related to Wen Yanzhao and Baili Dongjun. The most difficult thing for him was the young man named Ye mentioned by his father...

Only Lei Mengsha, although he was not vulgar when eating, could not help but move his fingers and chopsticks. After a round of toasts, he stopped drinking. He made friends with people far away and attacked those near, and the delicacies on the table were equally shared...