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Chapter 394 392. After the poisonous fight, the table was turned over and forced to death

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    392. After the poison fight, the table was turned over and forced to death

    "What?"

    "The poison of the Poison King?"

    Many disciples of the Tang Sect around him changed their expressions, and were even more shocked than when they saw Tang Xiaotian lose in the poison fight.

    The poison of the Poison King of the Tang Sect is so prestigious that it is already legendary.

    They are just spectators and don¡¯t have deep feelings. This is not the case for these Tang Sect disciples. After all, many of them have grown up listening to the legend of the Poison King¡¯s poison in their sect. They also know that no one in the Tang Sect can prepare this poison for a long time.  I was surprised and unbelievable that the eldest lady who had been away from home for many years could actually prepare such poison.

    Ximen Duanjue asked: "You, are you worthy of the poison of the Poison King?"

    Tang Lan thought in her heart: "The Poison King's poison is hard to resist. If it were the real Poison King's poison, how could you have a chance to speak at this moment?" The Tang Sect disciples who heard this breathed a sigh of relief. This is normal.

    " Then Tang Lan paused and continued: "However, although my poison is not completely poisonous, it is at least 30% to 40% poisonous. I call it little poisonous king."

    "Hathree, three or four percent, three or four percenthaha, hahaha" Ximen Duanjue staggered back two steps and laughed miserably. From low to high, the laughter became more lonely, melancholy and sad.

    Tang Lanxin's voice began to tremble, and she said: "Okay, okay, you have been defeated. Hand over my third uncle's antidote, but you can exchange it for the little poison king's antidote."

    Ximen Duanjue stared at her and mocked: "The poison of your Poison King is indeed extraordinary, but it may not be able to kill me. Instead, you were poisoned by my blood of hundreds of poisons, the poison of which is ten times stronger than that of Tang Xiaotian. If you want to survive,  , is nothing more than an idiot¡¯s dream, it¡¯s not certain who will win or lose in today¡¯s game, why should I exchange with you?¡±

    As he was speaking, Tang Lanxin's body shook a few times and was on the verge of collapse. The person wearing a hat behind her stepped forward in time to hold her up. Tang Lanxin was able to hold on, but she chuckled: "That's not necessarily!"

    Slowly took two steps forward, tremblingly took the wine jar on the table, put a Poison King Poison Pill into it, took the whole jar of wine, raised his head and drank it in a big gulp.

    Then he threw the wine jar away, sat cross-legged on the spot, and circulated Qi. The person wearing a hat was standing beside him to protect the Dharma.  In a moment, the dark lines on his face slowly faded.

    Ximen Duanjue kept staring at her, his eyes widened in shock and confusion.

    Another half moment.

    Tang Lanxin opened her eyes. Although the black lines on her face had not faded away, they were originally as thick as ink. At this time, they were only a little lighter, which was different from the beginning.

    Ximen Duanjue looked ugly and said in a trembling voice: "You, you how could it be"

    Tang Lanxin stood up slowly with the support of Dai Li, and mocked her, saying: "You are also an expert in using poison. Don't you know that there is a saying in the world of fighting poison with poison? Although your poison is strong, it is not as good as my little poison king.  ." Although his voice still seemed weak, his speech became more fluent.

    Ximen said decisively: "Although you, the little poison king, are powerful, you can't get rid of my blood poison so easily. You can only contain itI understand, you didn't resolve my blood poison at all, you just used secret methods to make the two of them lose their blood."  Plant poison to maintain balance and temporarily save your life, hahaha, even so, how many days can you hold on?"

    Tang Lanxin shook her head and said, "It's hard to say how many days I can last, but you may not be able to survive today."

    Ximen Duanjue sneered, "Idiots are talking about dreams."

    Tang Lan thought: "You have been poisoned by my little poison king. Even if you can resolve it, it won't be done in an instant, but you are still here, putting yourself in danger I expected that, you should be lucky."  The power can drive away the poison, right? If you act rashly, the poison will inevitably spread and it will be difficult for the gods to save you. Therefore, it¡¯s not that you don¡¯t want to leave, but you don¡¯t dare to leave.¡±

    Ximen said decisively: "It's ridiculous to be self-righteous." He paused and said: "Since a glass of poisonous wine can save both you and me from death, it's a draw, so let's compete again!"

    Tang Lanxin ignored his suggestion and said, "Really, you'll know after you try it."

    The next moment, he loudly said: "Tang Sect disciples, please obey. Ximen Duanjue has repeatedly violated our Tang Sect and killed our disciples. He is the enemy of our Tang Sect. Everyone, come together and kill this beast."

    The people around looked at each other, and then they reacted and murderous intent broke out.

    "Ah¡ª¡ª"

    However, before they could move, Ximen Duanjue's eyes narrowed and he shouted angrily. He moved out his left palm, and the table in the middle was instantly destroyed, and the huge palm energy struck Tang Lan's heart through the air.

    The man wearing a hat who was supporting Tang Lanxin stepped forward at the same time and raised his palm to greet her.

    There was a dull sound, and the air waves kicked up dust and stirred up in all directions.

    Ximen Duanjue vomited a mouthful of blood and took seven or eight steps back, his face gloomy.  The Tang Sect disciples who were a little slow to react finally caught up. Two people happened to be at the west gate at this time.Duan Jue stood behind him and struck down with his sword.

    However, although the sword was raised, it had not yet fallen, and the person flew backwards first. However, Ximen Juejue pushed back with his palm, and the invisible palm force came from across the air. To Dai Like, he was as sick as a cat, but to these two people, he was as sick as a tiger.  The two of them had no power to fight back. They screamed and ran into the crowd and were picked up. However, when everyone looked at them, they only twitched twice and then stopped moving. Their seven orifices were bleeding, and their flesh was corroded by poisonous blood. They were the same as those who had died before Tang Xiaotian.  The disciples of the hands are generally the same.

    Even so, Ximen cut himself off and it was by no means easy. He vomited blood again, raised his palms and shook away several people surrounding him. He stood leaning on the iron staff and gasped for air.

    Tang Lan said in her heart: "Ha, what I expected is indeed true. Old devil, you have used your true energy rashly and the poison has spread. I'm afraid your power is gone."

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    Her intention was already clear, that is, she wanted to overturn the table and take advantage of the gathering of heroes today to keep this old demon who shook the world in the Tang Sect.

    Now, not only the disciples of the Tang Sect, but also many visitors were ready to make a move. They looked at the people around them and quickly made up their minds to join forces to attack. Only a few masters were left who could restrain themselves and wait and see what would happen.

    Seeing the crowd slowly surrounding him, Ximen Duanjue gasped for breath, instead of being angry he smiled: "Want to kill me? Haha" He inserted the iron staff into the ground in front of him, slapped it with two palms, and the iron staff shattered inch by inch.  A thick green smoke followed. Ximen Duanjue shouted and clapped his hands again. The green smoke, activated by the true energy, turned into a green ripple and spread suddenly to all sides.

    "No, it's poisonous gas!"

    The heroes retreated.

    Those who are near retreat far away, those who are far retreat to the bottom, those who jump under the wall, and those who go out by the door.  Dai Like took Tang Lanxin back into the mourning hall as soon as the green smoke appeared.

    But there were still a few unlucky ones at the front who rushed too fast and faced them head-on. The next moment they let out a shrill wail, then their whole bodies twitched, green hair grew on their bodies, and they fell to the ground and died suddenly.

    Then more people fell down, mainly the circle of people at the core of the encirclement and closest to the west gate.

    The poisonous smoke came and went as quickly as it came. It dissipated in just a moment, but the courtyard was already full of corpses - at least ten or twenty people. Except for a few unlucky ones who died directly, most of them fell to the ground or were unconscious due to poisoning.  , or wailing uncontrollably, or using energy to expel poison.

    ¡°More people cover their mouths and noses and get out of the poisonous smoke in time, or occasionally ingest or get contaminated, but the amount is small enough to resist.

    Fortunately, this courtyard is very open, and the surrounding doors are not closed, so people can have enough room to deal with it. Otherwise, people will be crowded and bumped into each other, and it will be difficult for anyone to escape and ascend to heaven. The casualties here will definitely be more serious.

    In addition, those who can stand in the courtyard, except for the disciples of the Tang Sect, are basically old masters of various sects. Most of them have extraordinary skills and stronger resistance, which is also a major reason why the casualties stop here. Most of the people lying on the ground at the moment are from Tang Dynasty.  The ordinary disciples who were waiting for orders in the courtyard, but some servants who were not proficient in martial arts, stood far away in various corners such as the hall and the door, waiting for orders. They were not at the center of the conflict in the courtyard, so they had nothing to lose.

    By the time everyone reacted, Ximen Duanjue had already taken advantage of the situation and climbed over the wall to escape.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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