Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 198: Treasure life

The one who didn't take the life of the King of Huainan seriously was Wu Mian. He shot out four or five dragons of thunder and fire in a row, and did not shy away from Xiao Liuxi beside him. If it wasn't for someone around him who desperately protected the King of Huainan with his body, it would not be as simple as one or two wounds on His Highness now.

Don't talk about hatred, even the opposite Zhongshan King Liu Rui broke out in a cold sweat. His country of Zhongshan borders the inner court, if the king of Huainan dies within his borders. Emperor Jing, who is waiting for immortality, is bound to be furious. If that's the case, there is no need for King Wu and his seven elders to rebel.

To ordinary people, the techniques of Qiu Li and others are like gods in the sky. However, their techniques could not be compared with Wu Mian, who had been taught by Xu Fu for most of his life. A few thunder and fire dragons came out casually, and these monks were already running for their lives. In just a few breaths, Qiu Li's fellow monks had already been killed and injured.

Seeing a few more breaths, when my side is about to be wiped out. Qiu Li couldn't help shouting loudly: "Peng Jin! Haven't you started yet? I really don't want the elixir..."

Before he finished speaking, a deep voice sounded in the air: "I will deal with this white hair, do your business..." When the voice sounded, one was wearing yellow linen. A young man with a few twigs in his hand appeared in front of Wu Mian.

The position where this person appeared was right in the middle of Wu Mian, Qiu Li and others. After taking a look at Wu Mian, the man said slowly, "This alchemist, don't go, I'm here, this road doesn't work."

Wu Mian rolled her eyelids and glanced at the man holding the flower branch, and said in his unique tone: "Can you stop me?"

"I can't stop it..." After thinking about it for a while, the man shook his head, looked at Wu Mian and said, "I can stop it for as long as I can. If it's a big deal, I'll be relieved if I leave my life here."

While speaking, the man named Pengjin slowly swept the flower branch in his hand towards Wu Mian. As Huazhi and Wu Mian got closer and closer, an overwhelming pressure swept over Wu Mian. Every time the distance between the flower branch and Wu Mian was shortened, the pressure doubled, and the flower bones on the flower branch also opened a little. In an instant, the air around Wu Mian was distorted by the pressure.

However, Wu Mian still stood there, staring at this somewhat sad man without blinking. Seeing that Huazhi was still half a foot away from him, the Huazhizhu in Pengjin's hand suddenly stopped. At this time, the skin on Wu Mian's body had already begun to crack, and blood kept flowing out of the wound. In this way, he began to look at Peng Jin motionless, the corners of his mouth upturned, revealing his characteristic sarcastic smile.

Wu Mian's appearance made Peng Jin a little uncertain. After a pause, he looked at the white-haired man in front of him and said, "Aren't you really going to run away? No one can hold the five-inch position of a flower branch, never ever."

"You're talking about the past. If you don't try it, how will you know if it will happen in the future?" Wu Mian still kept his signature smile on his face, looking at the hesitant Peng Jin, and continued: "You don't. Do you? Then I'll..."

While speaking, Wu Mian approached the flower branch in Pengjin's hand and leaned over. Contrary to Peng Jin's slow movements, Wu Mian's body just swayed. His body was already before the flower branches, and his face even touched a few flowers that were in full bloom...

Pengjin has used this technique for many years, and has never met an opponent. Generally, when the flower branch is more than a foot away from the opponent, some masters known as great monks can't stand it. In front of him, more than one cultivator couldn't stand this powerful pressure, and died after his head exploded. Wu Mian was the only one who could put a flower branch under his neck and smell the fragrance like this. Before yesterday, this Peng Jin didn't even dare to think about it. At the moment, his body was a little stiff, and his eyes stared at Wu Mian, who was still smelling the fragrance of flowers.

"It's a peach blossom..." At this time, Wu Mian, who was already covered in blood, could still smile. He put his nose in front of the flowers, took a deep breath, and continued, "I've always been unable to tell the difference between peach blossoms and begonias, but this time I guess I guessed right?"

Pengjin took a deep breath and calmed down a bit before answering: "You still guessed wrong, this is Pear Flower..."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Wu Mian suddenly rolled his eyes and glanced at him, and then made a move that made Peng Jin even unbelievable. Wu Mian actually took a step forward and pushed the flower branch back a few inches with his face.

Peng Jin never thought that this white-haired man would be so strong, and the power of the flower branches in his hand counterattacked. After a loud bang, the flower branch in Peng Jin's hand shattered, and his body flew backwards backwards. In the end, he hit the barrier behind him, and then he rolled over and fell to the ground. When the sky was swirling for a while, blood surged up in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out when he opened his mouth, "Wow!"

The blood spurted out, but Peng Jin felt a little more comfortable. But that's it, because his body couldn't bear the pressure to counterattack, he had already shivered into a ball. After trying several times, he couldn't even stand up. Fortunately, the power of counterattack was also born from Peng Jin's technique. After secretly adjusting his breath, the feeling of discomfort began to gradually disappear.

At this time, the cracked wound on Wu Mian's body had disappeared. Except for the blood on the skin and clothes, it was completely impossible to see that he had suffered such a serious injury just now. Wu Mian bent down and picked up a petal from the ground. After looking at it, he threw it away, and said to himself, "No wonder it's so ugly, it turned out to be a pear flower..."

These words stopped in Peng Jin's ears, and with Wu Mian's weird eyes just now, a thought came up in Peng Jin that made him feel a little bizarre: this white-haired man deliberately stepped forward to make trouble It's not because he guessed the flower wrong... Is there still such a stingy person...

During the period when Wu Mian and Pengjin were entangled, the king of Huainan, Xiao Liuxi, was already in the hands of Qiu Li and others. Without Wu Mian's hindrance, the people surrounding Xiao Liuxi were completely decorations. In just the breath of time, those people have already fallen to the ground. If it wasn't for the taboo of Wu Mian, Qiu Li and others had left a way out for themselves, and now these people have all died.

After Qiu Li's ancient sword was placed on Xiao Liuxi's neck, he originally wanted to use the King of Huainan to blackmail Wu Mian and let him let Pengjin go. But when his words reached his lips, the two had already decided the winner.

"Mr. Wu, you can stop." The ancient sword in Qiu Li's hand deliberately cut the oily skin on Xiao Liuxi's neck, and a little blood flowed down the wound. Seeing Wu Mian turning his head to look at him, Qiu Li coughed and continued: "I have no intention of hurting His Royal Highness King Huainan. As long as Mr. Wu gives me the elixir of elixir and the method of alchemy, His Highness will definitely return to Zhao."

Wu Mian I ignored Qiu Li, just looked at Xiao Liuxi and said, "What do you think? Do you want me to hand over the pill recipe and the method of concocting pills?"

"No, the recipe for alchemy and the method of alchemy are the master's private property. There is no reason for the teacher to give up the private property to save the disciples..." Xiao Liuxi's words made his hatred jump, but this was just the beginning. , and the words that made him unacceptable were still behind: "The disciple falls into the hands of the thieves, and there is no reason for him to survive. Sir, just do what he should do. Just avenge the disciple and kill all the thieves. At that time, the disciples will close their eyes..."

After speaking, the last action that scared Qiu Li out of his head was made. Xiao Liuxi actually closed his eyes, tilted his little head back, and finally shoved forward. Using his pink and white neck to hit the sword edge of Qiu Li, who was blowing his hair and breaking his hair, Qiu Li was so frightened that he dropped his sword and shouted loudly: "Your Highness, cherish life..."