Legend of the Swordking Chapter 967: Green bamboo snake mouth, wasp tail needle

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Si Han roared, with 22 holy veins all over his body, the sea of ​​nine layers of qi opened up a field, like a star river, sacred aura surging, the whole person is like reborn, blazing flames, arms stretched naturally , Wrapped in the power of thunderbolt, stepping on the void, step by step, under tremendous pressure, walked towards the sixth floor.

For a while, everyone on the stage of the holy child almost had scalp numb.

The predecessor, the Blood Fiend Saint Son, forcibly rushed to the sixth floor of the Saint Child Platform. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen today. Si Han has been hailed as the number one arrogant of the Blood Sect for too long and too long, that he is totally unwilling to accept it Someone who surpassed himself happened, and he was already a top 100 master in the semi-sacred list, and Huangfutai couldn't take his breath anymore.

"Puff puff~~~"

Two consecutive skin chapped, blood is flowing like a fountain, on the stage of the holy child, the rule pressure of one layer is stronger than that of one layer, and the pressure on the sixth layer has almost made me feel very uncomfortable, and I can only take care of the real dragon. Let alone Si Han, he was unwilling to resist, but he still walked step by step. When he stepped on the sixth floor, he almost became a blood man, standing there crumbling, if it weren’t for Jian Gang. The protective body, I am afraid it has fallen.

"Hell!"

The voice of Sect Master volley came from the sky, deep and cold: "You don't have to force everything. The fifth floor of the Shengzi Platform is already your limit. Don't fight with your junior brother Huangfu Platform anymore."

"Father!"

Si Han looked at Si Lingkong with **** eyes, and said, "Could it be...Does your old man want me to watch Huangfutai take the position of the Son of Blood Fiend?"

"Shut up!"

Si Lingkong's voice became a little harsher, and said: "The Blood Fiend Saint Son is where the capable ones live. This time the Saint Son battle, it is clear that Huangfutai's strength is higher than you. No need to say more, go down immediately. !"

"No!"

Si Han looked at me with bitter eyes, and said: "I and him are on the sixth floor of the Saint Child Terrace, and no one loses to anyone. Why should I, Si Han, give up?"

Jianfeng pointed straight, and Si Han said: "Huangfutai, let's do it!"

I frowned and said: "Brother, I won't do anything to you, you give up!"

While speaking, he turned around and squeezed a heavy rule suppression, step by step, stepping on the chaotic rules to the seventh floor, suddenly the majestic pressure was on his face, as if his body was hitting a thick ancient mountain. Normally, my muscles started to ache sharply, and I had to activate the immortal bird mark and the true dragon technique in my body to resist the oppression of the rules of the outside world together. At the same time, the sword gang protects the body, bursting with detached sword intent to skyrocket. From the beginning, it's just step by step to reach the seventh floor.

Turning around to look at Si Han, I calmly said: "Brother, do you want to continue fighting?"

Si Han was almost vomiting blood from anger, and his body trembled. He is far from being able to compare with me in terms of physical background. Even if he is the top 100 in the semi-sacred list, he is still about to lose. Incomparably pale, suddenly anxious to attack his heart, "puchi" a **** arrow flew out, and the whole person fell directly on the sixth floor.

"Hell!"

Si Lingkong landed directly on the stage of the Saint Child, and his long sleeves wrapped around Si Han's body like a dragon, and then took him away from the stage of the Saint Child. If he stayed for a while, the body of Si Han would be terrified. The pressure of the rules was crushed.

In the air, the elder Hu Feng looked at me with cold eyes, and said: "Huangfutai, you have the chance to win, but... the old man really wants to ask you what secret method you have learned so that you can reach the holy son. On the seventh floor of the station, Si Han was brought down by life?"

I respectfully said: "Great Elder, I don’t know too well. It may be because the rules of the Holy Path in the ancient world of the Qisha have reshaped my physical body, but the seventh floor is already my limit. If you add another layer, your body will fall apart and die."

"Hmph, you know it."

……

Looking down, Ling Yun, Tang Yiting, and Sang Wenxue are still on the third floor, struggling forward step by step, while Si Fang is already on the fourth floor, with fine sweat on his face. , But his eyes were determined, and he walked towards me step by step. He knew that Si Han was defeated and the only person who could challenge me on the stage of the Saint Child was him.

"Sister Ling Yun, you have been a saint of Blood Fiend for several years, you should be a good woman."

Tang Yiting's beautiful eyes revealed a bit of cruelty, and suddenly shot, the sword light rained towards Ling Yun, and Ling Yun was originally slightly stronger than Tang Yiting, and she fought back, but also As she shot back, she suddenly hit a palm behind her. It was from Sang Wenxue's palm. She immediately slapped Ling Yun horizontally. Tang Yiting's sword shined a little, and another burst on Ling Yun's shoulder. Blood flower.

"Peng~~~"

Stumbled embarrassedly on the stone wall of Shengzitai, Ling Yun's mouth was bleeding, and he sneered: "Tang Yiting and Sang Wenxue, are you teaming up to deal with me?"

"Yes, Blood Fiend Saint, who doesn't want to be?" Tang Yiting smiled lightly.

Sang Wenxue's **** breath swirled in her palm, her eyes were cold, but murderous.

"The Secretary!"

Ling Yun directly asked for help from the secretary on the fourth floor, and yelled: "Are you blind? Don't you come back to help me fly these two bitches?"

Si Fang looked back at her and said, "Sister Ling Yun, please ask for more blessings, I don't care about you anymore."

Ling Yun gritted his teeth: "You really don't want to get me?"

"Yes, but the position of the Son is much more important to me!"

The Si Fang let out a low roar, bursting out the power of the Lingxu, opened up a larger field around the body, and walked to the fifth floor step by step.

Sang Wenxue shot directly, and soon Ling Yun was hit with two swords and a palm. Her hair was messy, and she looked very embarrassed. She was no longer the dignity and majesty of the Blood Fiend Saint, even her eyes Become a little indifferent, looked at me from a distance, and said loudly: "Huangfutai, you are high above, are you satisfied now?"

"What does it matter to me?" I said lightly.

Ling Yun’s eyes were vicious, and said: "You must blame me for what I said in the sea of ​​fog, right? Tell you, I have a clear conscience for these words. In the Bleeding Sect, I always speak with strength. Cooperation also depends on strength. At first, I misunderstood you. Now we can work together again to help me get the position of Saint of Blood Fiend. I can promise you anything!"

I squinted my eyes: "Repay you with your words, what qualifications and strength do you have to discuss cooperation with me now?"

Tang Yiting chuckled: "Senior Sister, don’t you see, Brother Huangfu doesn’t even look at you, the Blood Fiend saint now. He can climb the Seventh Floor Saint Child Stage and he will surely be famous all over the world. Will Peerless Tianjiao look at a beautiful list of yours that is out of 100? Forget it, you won’t be in his eyes."

The thunder in Sang Wenxue's palm turned, and a pair of snowy legs moved gracefully, so she walked over, but the corners of her mouth were full of ferociousness, and said: "Sister Ling Yun, I still remember you threatened me to make my face dirty Huh? Now I finally found a chance to confuse your face, eye for eye and tooth for tooth, you can’t blame me."

Green bamboo snake mouth, wasp tail needle, neither of them is poisonous, the most poisonous to the heart of a woman.

The ancients don't deceive. Once a woman becomes insidious, it is simply horrible.

"Shit!"

Tang Yiting suddenly shot, the rapier pierced Ling Yun's incense shoulder, and directly nailed it to the stone wall of the third floor of the Shengzitai, unable to move, and smiled: "Sister Sang, you can do it!" /

Sang Wenxue smiled at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly a thin dagger appeared in his hand, with traces of venom tempering on the dagger.

"Sang Wenxue, you..."

Ling Yun bit her silver teeth: "Do you dare to use poison daggers against me in front of the master?"

"Why not dare?"

Sang Wenxue grinned and said: "Three years ago, the senior sister broke one of my legs in front of the master in the battle of Saint Son. Why, now I am afraid of poisonous daggers?"

"You!"

Ling Yun was about to say something more, but Sang Wenxue suddenly slammed his abdomen with a punch, and immediately curled up, spraying blood from his mouth, already unable to resist anything.

The smile on Sang Wenxue's face became more and more distorted, and said: "You dare to be in the sect of the sect because of your beauty, and look down on the rest of the female disciples in the sect. Today I will teach you a lesson!"

Tang Yiting sneered: "Do it now, what are you rubbing against?"

"Why, is Junior Sister Tang worried that I will take your position as a saint?" The poisonous dagger in Sang Wenxue's hand suddenly turned sharply, and it stabbed Tang Yiting straight into the neck.

So cruel!

After Ling Yun was abolished, the two remaining Blood Fiend Sage Women chose to fight directly, especially this Sang Wenxue, who was considered a real poisonous woman.

Magic women use everything, even their body and soul can be easily betrayed. At this moment, I feel deeply disgusted. Compared with them, senior sister Lin Muzhao and wife Li Qingyin are simply Exist like a god.

I didn't hesitate to shoot, just on the seventh floor, a finger suddenly opened, and the sword art urged.

"chichi~~"

The two sword intents broke through the rule suppression, and shot straight to the third floor, directly piercing the shoulders of Sang Wenxue and Tang Yiting, and suddenly the blood flew up, and the two flew off the Shengzi platform together. Turned to look at me, an angry face.

"Huangfutai!" Sang Wenxue's face was grievous: "It's all this time, you still help a **** like Ling Yun? Do you think you are her only man? You are wrong, she didn't I hope it's all on you."

Tang Yiting frowned: "Brother Huangfu, why did you act against us, do you really want to help Ling Yun?"

I shook my head: "I didn't want to help anyone, just can't understand your methods, because you make me look upset, so I will fly you, you dare to step on the stage of the holy child again. I promise that the next sword will hit your heart directly!"

"You..."

The two held on to the wound and backed away in embarrassment, for fear that I would really kill them. After all, the challenge rule of the Saint Child War is that you can kill, there is no rule at all.

……

"Huangfu..."

Ling Yun stood on the third floor in embarrassment, with beautiful eyes: "Thank you, before...I was not good."

I looked at her faintly: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't want to help you, even if you are really embarrassed by them, you can take the blame."

"Yes, that's right."

She didn't get too excited, but she felt a little down.