You are all immortal cultivators, how dare you challenge my heavenly tribulation?

Chapter 151 Do you know what a straight ball is? [Seeking monthly votes and recommendation tickets]

The force of this pull was powerful and heavy, like a dragon swinging its tail, full of strength and speed.

clang--

thump—

The two men's weapons collided again, and there was an extremely heavy sound of clashing swords.

The weapons were in a stalemate and the two men were staring at each other. Xing Honglong was about to say something harsh, but the old man showed no martial ethics and began to have pus all over his body, and he sprayed a corrupt liquid directly at Xing Honglong.

Xing Honglong's expression changed immediately, and all the spiritual energy in his body suddenly burst out.

boom--

A wave of spiritual energy burst out at the point where the two were fighting. Xing Honglong used the wave to retreat directly, while avoiding the attack of the corrupt liquid.

The Seven Stars Axe in his hand turned into a one-handed axe again, and without any breath, he slashed towards the old man with several wind pressures formed by the axe blade.

The tall and thin old man shrank into a skinny shape again, and casually took a few steps back to begin to relieve his strength.

Every step is like an old tree taking root, and the ground beneath your feet crumbles into powder.

But the old man took only three steps to dissolve all of Xing Honglong's strength.

During this time, he casually used the branches on the wooden stick to block several wind blades from Xing Honglong.

Xing Honglong landed on the ground, and the old man also stood still.

Afterwards, Xing Honglong laughed loudly and summoned the blood shadow again. He seemed to be getting braver and braver as the battle went on.

"Hahahahahaha, awesome! Come again!"

The tall and thin old man was not willing to be outdone. His body began to fester strangely, and then endless corrupt aura enveloped Xing Honglong, directly interrupting his charge.

**
On the other hand, the fight between the embroiderer and the short, fat and poisonous old woman was very restrained.

Because the old woman's poison was endless, the embroiderer had been harassed by the poison since the fight began.

Countless poisonous insects attacked from all directions, some crawling, some flying, some burrowing, some hiding, some lying in ambush, really all kinds of them.

And no matter how many poisonous creatures the embroiderer kills, there will always be poisonous creatures to replenish them, and they will never tire of surrounding the embroiderer.

At the beginning, the embroiderer's fight was quite fierce, and she intended to use the advantage of her armor to engage in close combat.

At that time, all you need to do is kill the old woman, and the poison will dissipate on its own, thus quickly establishing victory.

However, this was just a thought, because the old woman's psychological attack directly threw the embroiderer into disarray...

Although the old woman was being chased and attacked by the embroiderer at close range, she would chuckle from time to time.

At the same time, all kinds of misleading words made the embroiderer's pressure continue to increase.

"Girl, look at that flying one, it's poisonous, it will make your skin loose!"

The embroiderer did not dare to gamble, so she had to give up the chance to injure the old woman and instead used her backhand to stop the flying needle.

He shot and killed the poisonous insect that was rushing towards him with its poisonous claws exposed.

When I looked at the old woman again, she had already moved away from me.

And when she saw the embroiderer looking at her, she was not angry about the death of the poisonous insect, but just laughed strangely.

……

"Little girl, did you see that black poisonous scorpion?"

"It's called the black scorpion. It's an ordinary name, but if you get stung by it and the toxin enters your body..."

Seeing that the old woman was speaking so seriously, the embroiderer still glanced sideways for a moment.

"Hehe! It's no big deal!" The old woman chuckled and told the embroiderer that scorpions are not poisonous.

This kind of verbal teasing made the embroiderer's expression extremely tense.

She had to constantly pay attention to the movements of various poisonous creatures, while also chasing the old woman, and sometimes even had to distinguish between true and false information. …

"Oh, little girl, look, it's the black scorpion again. By the way, I didn't tell you what its toxicity is before, did I?"

"This poison is an extremely tough black poison. It just turns your skin black. Um - hehe, it can be eliminated in a few years!"

After saying that, he didn't even look back, just twisted his butt and started running.

The embroiderer gritted her teeth and glared angrily at the fleeing old woman, but the movements of her hands began to change unconsciously again, and she shot the scorpion that was approaching her with a needle.

……

In this way, although the embroiderer was constantly chasing the old woman, she was always unable to launch any effective attack because she was too concerned about the words of the other party!
Moreover, under the interference of the old woman's words, the embroiderer's pressure continued to double, her movements began to become deformed, and she even made some minor mistakes occasionally.

The rhythm of the battle began to shift from the hands of the embroiderer and was gradually controlled by the old woman!

……

The embroiderer began to lose the rhythm of the battle because of the old woman's words. It seemed that the embroiderer was chasing the old woman, but the battlefield of the two was always close to the battlefield of Xing Honglong and the tall and thin old man.

The embroiderer tried to stop the short and fat old woman, but she always lost her rhythm because of her words and ultimately failed.

**
As the battlefields got closer, Xing Honglong, who was fighting, noticed the embroiderer on another battlefield.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he couldn't figure out what was going on with the embroiderer.

I could only vaguely hear key words like "getting older, getting darker, getting uglier".

Although Xing Honglong didn't know what happened to the embroiderer, he was able to roughly guess the reason why the embroiderer was restrained through the words he vaguely heard from the old woman.

"Xiu Niang, I like dark-skinned girls too. If I get old, I'll find you a rejuvenation pill. If I get ugly, I'll just marry you! Don't be afraid!"

Xing Honglong started yelling at the top of his lungs, his voice traveling so far that even Hu Qianzhong and Luo Tianwei, who were outside the battlefield, could hear it clearly.

Because he didn't hear any answer, Xing Honglong even shouted three times in a row.

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"Hiss, what happened to Sister Xiuniang? Curious!" Luo Tianwei's eyes flickered, and she looked back frequently with a look of curiosity on her face.

Hu Qianzhong twitched his lips when he heard this, and he had a deeper admiration and understanding of Xing Honglong's "stupidity".

He immediately pretended not to hear and continued to supervise the little girl Luo Tianwei to build the position to avoid any problems with their retreat.

Another party involved - the embroiderer.

The moment she heard the shout, her face immediately turned red, even to her ears, and she cursed in a slightly embarrassed and angry tone:

"Fool, how dare you say anything? You even have to yell!"

Although she said this, it could be seen from the embroiderer's expression that she enjoyed it very much.

I have to say, at times like this, a straight ball really works better than anything else.

Although the embroiderer was ashamed and annoyed that Xing Honglong dared to say anything, this sentence also relieved all the psychological pressure accumulated from the previous continuous battle.

Then she glared at the poisonous old woman in front of her with a bit of ferocity, because if it weren't for the old woman's chattering, how could that fool Xing Honglong say such words!

Three times, three times in a row of social failures. How can she still be a sister in front of Luo Tianwei in the future!

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The short and fat old woman also heard what Xing Honglong said. She paused and her face froze.

"Hey, hey, little girl, your husband loves you so much, you don't want to become old, short and ugly to accompany him, do you?"

But she did not give up the verbal attack easily, and chose to use the same old trick again, intending to rebuild the verbal pressure.

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