Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

Boyue Mountain, the parade ground in the south of the city.

Seeing Baili Dongjun carrying Ye Dingzhi running a hundred steps away, he felt a little relieved.

He was unable to fight against the two protectors, Zibai, and was forced to the side by the dark blue piercing turtle powder he had just used, and dared not move rashly.

Wu Fa had already witnessed the power of Wen Yanzhao's poison, so he was naturally very cautious. He stretched out his arms, and the purple-black true energy of the Northern Evil Skill suddenly appeared.

"Mo Qixuan, Zi Yuji! Don't worry about me, go and capture those two people with natural martial veins. Leave the Wen family kid in front to me!"

He growled hoarsely, his eyes almost recovered as he stared at Wen Yanzhao.

Zibai and the other man looked at each other, said "Yes, sir", and then used their lightness skills to control the wind and chased after him from the side.

"Want to go?"

Wen Yanzhao twisted the second level of the Supreme Sword Art, the Ruthless Sword Art, and two chilling sword auras suddenly shot out!

There are four levels in the supreme sword art that Wuming practices. The second level of ruthless sword energy has a lot to do with the state of mind of the swordsman himself.

Those who have feelings should not use a heartless sword. The power of a heartless sword will be greatly reduced if the swordsman is overwhelmed by emotions.

At this time, Wen Yanzhao was determined to protect his cousin and Ye Dingzhi. When he saw Zibai and the other two flying away, he naturally felt murderous.

The ruthless sword energy he released became increasingly chilling and bone-chilling as his mood changed, and the sword energy was so fast that the two were caught up before they had flown less than fifty steps!

Zibai and Bai, one held a sword and the other waved a fan. They had already seen the strength of Wen Yanzhao who had entered Fuyao, so they did not dare to relax and used all their internal strength to fight against him.

"Keng!"

"Keng!"

The sword and the fan were both frozen by the cold sword energy, and the cold air climbed up the arms of the two men along the weapons.

Mo Qixuan had never seen this move of Wen Yanzhao in Chaisang City. His face was filled with horror. The true energy in his right arm burst out, shattering the ice. He threw away the sword in his hand, turned over and dodged backwards!

Zi Yuji was equally horrified, and was also using his Qi to protect his body, but his folding fan was shorter, and most of his palms were also wrapped in ice.

A bone-chilling chill struck his hands, and Zi Yuji was so shocked that he released the internal force in his left hand and struck his right hand!

"Snapped!"

Ice flowers flew from her right hand, Zi Yu pulled back her frozen purple palm, turned around and floated to Mo Qixuan's side.

"Yu Ji, your hand!"

Mo Qixuan exclaimed, and seeing Zi Yuji also retreating to his side, he hurriedly aimed his palm at Zi Yuji's right shoulder and continuously transmitted his true energy into his body.

"I'm fine. When did the boy surnamed Wen learn such a cold and sinister martial art?"

On the other side, while Wen Yanzhao's sword energy collided with Zibai's weapons, Wu Fa also changed his moves, leaped into the air, and unleashed a powerful evil power!

The wind blew past, dark clouds covered the moon, and the figure standing in the air looked even more terrifying and weird.

The two thick purple-black evil powers flew out of his hands in an instant and smashed towards Wen Yanzhao like a falling meteor. Wen Yanzhao knew it was too late to dodge.

Chengying held the sword in his hand to his chest, and the sword shadow formed a circle of transparent sword formation around himself!

"Let's see how much internal strength you have left to take this attack from me!"

He couldn't laugh wildly, as he felt that Wen Yanzhao's invisible sword formation was vulnerable.

"Oh!"

Before the laughter could stop, two evil powers smashed the invisible sword formation into pieces, and a flash of light flashed in front of him in an instant!

"Ok?"

Wen Yanzhao, who was originally thought to be killed instantly, disappeared in the light of the explosion as if he had disappeared into the wind.

"This is impossible!"

He couldn't be confident that he had been staring at Wen Yanzhao. It was impossible for him to escape in such a short distance, unless he possessed the legendary magic of "shrinking the earth into an inch"!

Even though he was shattered by his evil power, there was only weeds on the ground, no remains of his body...

The two guardians in purple and white, who were fifty or sixty steps away, heard the sound, picked up their weapons and flew over.

"Zibai, have you two seen that boy?"

Zi Yuji and Mo Qixuan looked at each other and shook their heads:

"Even the envoy didn't see it, so it's impossible for us to see it with our low cultivation base!"

There was a patch of black cloud in the sky, covering the moonlight completely.

Light is invisible, shadow only exists in shape. A sharp weapon is called Chengying!

At the moment when Wu Bang's evil power was about to be released, Wen Yanzhao used his sword formation as bait to deceive Wu Bang, and then he moved his mind and triggered Cheng Ying's active skill for the first time - hiding his form!

The whole person disappeared on the spot. At the critical moment, Wen Yanzhao dodged the fatal attack when the sword formation exploded.

As early as when he used his ruthless sword energy to seal the weapons of Zibai and Bai, he had already noticed the black cloud floating over.

Just when the evil power could not attack, the moonlight also covered it up, which created the conditions for activating the skill of hiding.

Wen Yanzhao was leaning on Chengying at this time, breathing heavily less than ten steps in front of him. Fortunately, the wind blew the weeds, masking some of Wen Yanzhao's breathing.

"The situation was critical just now and I didn't have the chance to use poison, otherwise I wouldn't be in such a mess!" Wen Yanzhao said in his heart.

Wen Yanzhao, who was temporarily safe, looked up at the dark clouds in the sky that covered the moon. The clouds moved with the wind. After a few breaths, the moonlight would shine through and he would still be exposed.

Besides, I am almost exhausted at this moment, and my internal energy is almost depleted. Fortunately, I have plenty of poison...

Wen Yanzhao secretly lamented that he had brought a large package full of poisons when he left the Wen family, otherwise it would not be enough to face such a powerful cross-border enemy.

The stronger the realm of cultivation, the more negligible the effect of general poisons. Even someone as strong as Li Changsheng could remain calm and treat the most poisonous Tang Sect and Wenhujiu as nothing.

While thinking, Wen Yanzhao kept walking and instantly went behind Wubang, Zibai and the other two, and took out a bag of non-leaves and non-flowers tightly wrapped in sea paper.

This is a mixture of three kinds of strange poisonous herbs and nine kinds of extremely poisonous flowers collected in Lingnan.

The poisoned person is intoxicated at first, and sees clusters of flowers and green grass before his eyes, which is so beautiful that he can’t help himself.

Then the five internal organs will shrivele and the meridians will dry up. Once the poison enters the body, the person will die within two heartbeats.

Fortunately, the body of the poisoned person will not rot after death, but will slowly grow these twelve kinds of flowers and plants, like a human-shaped flower pot, which is very beautiful.

Legend has it that the original recipe only contained one herb and six flowers, and was developed by Aunt Wen Luoyu when she was young.

Later, Wen Yanzhao felt that it was not practical enough and the toxicity was slightly weaker, so he added five more toxic and hallucinogenic flowers and plants to the original basis.

The dark clouds dispersed and the dark moon became bright again.

As Wen Yanzhao's figure suddenly appeared, the "Fei Ye Fei Hua" in his hand also fell on Wu Fa, Zi Bai and the other two who had their backs to him!

But it was as if he had eyes behind his head. He waved his arms and suddenly a strong energy appeared behind him, which deflected all the poisonous powder that Wen Yanzhao shot out with his true energy!

Wen Yanzhao secretly said in his heart, "Not good!", and then he swung out a sword energy from Chengying in his hand to cover himself, and his body paused and swept backwards...

It is impossible for them to naturally have profound skills, but Zi Yuji and Mo Qixuan are not so lucky.

Fei Ye and Fei Hua were all wet, and a fresh fragrance of fragrant grass enveloped the two of them. Before they could come to their senses, they were unable to strike with both hands at the same time.

Wherever the palm wind passed, most of the poisonous powder that was neither leaf nor flower was blown away.

But the two were caught off guard and fell into Wen Yanzhao's trap.

In an instant, the falling flowers and leaves in front of my eyes are so colorful that I seem to have fallen into the spring scenery of March in the south of the Yangtze River and am intoxicated...

Unable to bear the thought of the two being poisoned, he felt anxious, but he was unwilling to let Wen Yanzhao go. He roared in anger and slapped out with an extremely powerful Northern Evil Skill!

This palm strike contained almost half of his body's internal strength, and the palm wind, with the force of wind and thunder, attacked Wen Yanzhao's back as he fled!

"boom!"

With a muffled groan and blood spurting out of his mouth, Wen Yanzhao staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

Unable to see Wen Yanzhao fall down after being hit, he pulled Zibai and Bai, who were still immersed in the poisonous illusion and reaching out to pick flowers and touch leaves, over with his fingers as fast as lightning.

He sealed several vital points of the two men through which their internal energy flowed, then he used the surging Qi in his hands to press against the Dan Zhong points on their chests and began to use his energy to force out the poison!

……

Baili Dongjun supported the weak Ye Dingzhi and finally ran to a place less than a hundred steps outside the Qiandongcheng Marquis Mansion, but still did not see Wen Yanzhao catch up.

Almost crying:

"Brother Yun, my cousin won't..."

Ye Dingzhi's face was pale. His meridians were damaged by Wu Tian's sneak attack. Now he has recovered a little and comforted weakly:

"My cousin is full of poison and has superb swordsmanship. Don't worry, he will catch up with us in no time!"

Baili Dongjun was feeling uneasy, and took Ye Dingzhi for a few more steps, and they soon arrived at the entrance covered by the Qimen Dunjia.

Burning with anxiety, he turned around and looked behind him, but still couldn't see Wen Yanzhao.

He made up his mind, took Ye Dingzhi and leaped through the thick clouds and mist, and broke into the depths of the peach blossom!

Ye Ding was startled, and his eyes were instantly filled with pink peach blossoms.

Under the moonlight, peach blossoms are blooming and the guqin is playing melodiously, as if it is a Peach Blossom Spring that has not yet been built in the Qin and Han Dynasties!

While I was still intoxicated, suddenly someone said from afar:

"Dong Jun? Why did you bring people here?"

The voice was like the sound of a flowing spring, distant and long. Judging from the tone, it belonged to a middle-aged man, and there was a lot of surprise in his words.

"Master! Please save my cousin and Brother Yun!"

Baili Dongjun pulled Ye Dingzhi forward a few steps, walked around a towering ancient tree that was like a canopy, and finally saw the person who had just spoken.

Sitting under the tree was a man with long hair as white as snow and a waterfall, whose age could not be determined. He had the demeanor of a banished immortal, and Ye Dingzhi could not take his eyes off him for a long time.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, using flower petals as a mat, with one hand resting on the seven-stringed guqin on the table in front of him. It turned out that the music just now was played by this man.

He turned around and looked at Baili Dongjun and Ye Dingzhi. Although their faces showed signs of aging, it still couldn't hide their otherworldly temperament.

It's like Wenqu descended from the sky, he is truly a Confucian immortal on earth!

"Dong Jun, what trouble have you gotten yourself into again? Are you hiding here from me? I once told you not to bring strangers here..."

The Confucian Immortal spoke, but his tone was not blaming, and he asked very kindly.

"Master, my cousin has been trapped by some demons from the outer world. Dongjun, please go and save him!"

Baili Dongjun put down Ye Dingzhi and the Zhenwu sword in his hand, fell to the ground and knelt down to beg.

Seeing how anxious he was, the Confucian Immortal stood up, walked over gracefully, gently helped Baili Dongjun up, and wiped away his tears with his fingers.

He glanced at Ye Dingzhi who was half lying on the ground and comforted him:

"People from outside the northern border? What are they doing here?"

"Don't panic, Dongjun. With Master here, no demon can do anything to you!"

Upon hearing this, Baili Dongjun grabbed the Confucian Immortal's arm:

"Less than two miles south from here, my cousin is fighting with a man called Wufa, and he has two helpers!"

The Confucian Immortal remained calm upon hearing this, and pulled Baili Dongjun aside and said:

"In that case, what are we waiting for? Dongjun, lead the way. Master will go and rescue your cousin."

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(I will add another chapter in the evening!)

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