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

Although Li Changsheng appeared in time in the original plot and killed Zhuge Wucai in one move, he resolved the crisis of Baili Dongjun.

But now, he took the task upon himself.

"Hmm... this is really a headache! Two monsters in the Great Free and Easy Realm, and they can also use the Qimen Dunjia... This job that Old Li temporarily assigned to me is very challenging!"

Wen Yanzhao rubbed his chin and muttered to himself

"Xiao Wen, what are you mumbling about? Tell me what's making you unhappy and I'll cheer you up!"

“Hahahaha… It seems that I, Master Zhuo Mo, am the only one who values ​​loyalty the most! I will not abandon you…”

Lei Mengsha saw Wen Yanzhao pacing up and down on the stage, so he jumped to his side and asked

Wen Yanzhao turned his head and glanced at Lei Mengsha:

"Alas... your martial arts skills are too poor, and I can't help you at all!"

Lei Mengsha was so angry that his face turned pale:

"Hey... Da Xiaoyao is amazing, right?"

"The examiner is amazing, right?"

"Just wait, I'm going to go to Fengfeng and say bad things about you!"

Wen Yanzhao was now completely incapable of paying attention to the noisy Lei Mengsha. In a flash, he had already flown out of the Qianjintai.

Lei Mengsha put his hands on his hips and sighed as he looked at Wen Yanzhao's receding back:

"It's over. I'll never be able to catch up with the level of Freedom Realm!"

……

On the day of the exam, the streets of Tianqi City, which were usually crowded with people, were cleared in advance.

Baili Dongjun and his group walked along the street while discussing the clue.

"Have you not seen the True Martial God coming to the world?"

Baili Dongjun slowly read out the small words on the note in his hand. The others looked at each other, and Zhao Yujia rolled his eyes:

"Zhenwu's coming to the world must be related to 'Zhenwu'. The places in Tianqi City that are related to Zhenwu..."

"Then it should be Zhenwu Temple!"

Yin Luoxia was on a quick tour, and when she heard Zhao Yujia mention the three words "Zhenwu Temple", she couldn't help but ask:

"I heard that there are many lost swords hidden in Zhenwu Temple?"

Zhao Yujia nodded slightly: "Young lady, you are very knowledgeable. I have heard from Master that there is a sword tomb in Zhenwu Temple, and the swords of those deceased sword masters are all hidden there!"

Ye Dingzhi heard the conversation between the two and unconsciously glanced at the Zhenwu Sword in his hand given by Wen Yanzhao, and smiled secretly:

'I wonder if this Zhenwu sword my cousin gave me has any connection with the Zhenwu Temple?'

"Then what are we waiting for? Now that we have some clues, let's go to Zhenwu Temple quickly, otherwise it will be too late when the Weishi team takes the lead!"

Baili Dongjun rushed away in a hurry

Yin Luoxia chuckled:

"Xiao Dongjun, wait for your sister."

Seeing that the two had gone far away, Zhao Yujia shook his head and sighed:

"Alas, you set off in such a hurry without even asking how to get to Zhenwu Temple. Baili Dongjun, wait for me to lead the way for you!"

Then he shouted to Ye Dingzhi behind him:

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and chase him!"

Ye Dingzhi smiled in response:

"Your Excellency, go ahead. I'll be right there."

Zhao Yujia used the Zhanchengshan Qinggong to catch up with him...

Seeing that the three people had gone far away, Ye Dingzhi slowly opened his hand, revealing a ball of paper.

"Kill Baili Dongjun!"

Seeing these five words, Ye Dingzhi smiled coldly, and then the internal force in his hand surged and turned the paper into powder.

A gust of wind swept past, and everything disappeared completely. Ye Dingzhi also used his Qinggong to catch up.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the four of them arrived at the Zhenwu Temple, four or five miles north of the city.

Ancient temples stand tall and pavilions are like forests

Zhao Yujia looked up and saw a large gold-plated plaque on the attic with three powerful characters inscribed on it: Zhenwu Temple.

……

In Tianqi City, on a street half a mile away from Qianjintai, two figures, one purple and one white, flashed by.

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In the autumn weather, the man in purple still holds a folding fan, standing on the rooftop with the man in white, looking towards the center of the street.

These two people were the Purple White Dharma Protectors of the Demon Cult. Following their gazes, I saw two lifeless bodies lying in the middle of the street.

The corpse was the candidate in Zhuge Yun's team. He never expected that he would die in his teammate's Qimen Dunjia formation.

A young man from an aristocratic family who had managed to escape was wearing armor and holding a long sword, his eyes were bloodshot:

"Zhuge Yun, we are teammates and should help each other, why did you kill them!"

"Hasn't the Zhuge family always been based on chivalry? Why are you so cruel..."

He stumbled toward the street, but unexpectedly a black shadow passed by him like a gust of wind!

Zhuge Yun, wearing a black cloak, appeared in front of the surviving candidates like a ghost in the daytime, blocking their way.

The terrified man screamed:

"You...who are you?!"

Zhuge Yun grinned grimly, and stretched out a pale and skinny arm from his black robe and grabbed the man's throat!

"Qiang!"

A stream of blood suddenly spurted out in front of the candidate, and the hand that was grabbing him instantly retracted!

"You dare to commit violence in front of my examiner. You really don't take me seriously!"

The candidate looked carefully and saw that Zhuge Yun's hand, which was grabbing his throat, was injured by a sharp sword energy, leaving a wound on his arm so deep that the bone could be seen!

"How dare you, Wen Yanzhao, come and stop me?!"

Zhuge Yun felt a sharp pain in his fingers, and looked at the young man in black and white in front of him with a sinister look.

"I say, are you people from Tianwaitian so rude?"

Wen Yanzhao held the hilt of a sword in his hand and said in a playful tone

Chapter 88: The Taoist with Double Pupils

Fortunately, Zhuge Yun reacted quickly to the sword attack just now, otherwise his arm would have been cut off by Wen Yanzhao on the spot.

The candidate in armor saw Wen Yanzhao and felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw:

"Master Wen, please save me! Zhuge Yun killed those two candidates... He is not a human..."

Wen Yanzhao waved his hand:

"Go forward 80 steps from this street and you will see a rice shop. Turn over and you will see Qianjin Terrace. If you want to survive, go back quickly!"

The candidate thanked him and ran towards the direction Wen Yanzhao said.

"You killed the Wutian envoy?"

Zhuge Yun's voice was cold and greasy. Wen Yanzhao felt as if a venomous snake had just hatched from its shell and entered his ear.

"Don't play tricks. Are you Zhuge Wuzuo or Zhuge Wucai?" Wen Yanzhao asked, pointing his finger into the air.

Before Zhuge Yun could speak, the two purple and white guardians who were watching from afar on the upper floor came flying in the wind, crossed their chests and saluted Zhuge Yun:

"Envoy Wuzuo! This person is Wen Yanzhao who killed Envoy Wutian in Qiandong City!"

Zhuge Yun didn't even look at Zi Bai and the others, but just smiled at Wen Yanzhao and said:

"Really? Then let me avenge that old guy today!"

"You just asked me, is it Zhuge Wucai or Wuzuo? Then I'll tell you, either one can kill you!"

These words instantly ignited the murderous anger that had been buried in Wen Yanzhao's chest for a long time:

"Haha, you are all in the Great Free and Easy Realm, showing off in front of me. You can only scare a little kid!"

After he finished speaking, his aura surged and his true energy surged out!

Zhuge Yun suddenly felt an invisible pressure bursting out from Wen Yanzhao. Although the two of them had the same cultivation, Wen Yanzhao had received many years of internal cultivation from the Confucian Immortals, and had taken poison to cultivate hard these days. His internal cultivation was much higher than Zhuge Yun's.

The two Free Earth Realm guardians behind Zhuge Yun were not having such a good time...

It was as if a mountain collapsed in front of Zi Yuji and Mo Qixuan. They both fell to the ground with blood spurting out of their ears and noses!

"You have actually reached such a realm, and are only a hair's breadth away from Half-Step Divine Wandering. I seem to have underestimated you..."

"However, I have something else to do, so I will spare your life today!"

Zhuge Yun sneered continuously, his black robe rustled, and a green light suddenly appeared under his feet.

A brilliant Tai Chi appeared on the spot, and then the innate Bagua quickly formed around the Tai Chi...

Wen Yanzhao saw that he was going to use Qimen Dunjia to escape, so he threw the Chengying in his hand straight out and used a Hundred-Step Flying Sword to go straight to Zhuge Yun's forehead!

"boom!"

The pawnshop behind Zhuge Yun was stabbed with a sword by Wen Yanzhao, leaving a huge hole. In the smoke and dust, Wen Yanzhao clearly saw Zhuge Yun still standing there.

"Poisonous roar for a hundred miles!"

Two streams of poisonous gas rushed towards Zhuge Yun like surging purple dragons...