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Volume 3 Chaos Martial Arts Chapter 183 Ten Fragrance Ruanjin Powder

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    [I'm sick, I have a cold, diarrhea, my head is dizzy, I'm so sad!  No more modifications, just lie down]

    Jiuyin Zhenjing  Moving Soul Dafa!

    The strange changes in Zhou Zhiruo's eyes immediately alerted Long Xiaobao. That day, Yang Guo carefully practiced the 17th "Sadly Ecstasy Palm" he had created and asked him for advice. Two of the moves were "Painted Face" and "Being Stupefied".  Derived from the "Soul Transferring Technique", this guy knows a lot about it.  This mind-capturing technique is extremely weird. The practitioner uses internal force to stimulate the mind, uses his eyes to capture the soul, and controls the enemy's mind. Even if the opponent's skills are better than his own, if he is caught off guard, he will lose his mind and become a practitioner.  The puppet that the master can control at will, life and death, is extremely powerful.

    However, if a person with this trick encounters an opponent whose internal strength is far superior to his own, especially a master with profound cultivation in Buddhism and Taoism, he will easily be harmed by it. At least his sanity will be seriously damaged, and at worst he will be completely destroyed.  Become an idiot and lose all your martial arts skills.  Originally, Long Xiaobao's skill was much higher than Zhou Zhiruo's, but within just a few months, the opponent's skill seemed to have greatly improved. When their eyes met, the guy's head sank slightly in surprise, his heart trembled, he concentrated his energy, and his eyes shone brightly.  The skyrocketing surge was like an invisible arrow shooting past.

    "Idiot little monk Xu Zhu" has practiced the "Yi Jin Sutra" since he was a child, chanted sutras and recited the Buddha's name, and his spiritual platform is clean. Even if he is "soul-pierced" by Xiaobao, the Buddha-nature he has cultivated since childhood has long been ingrained. At the moment, Xiaobao's vitality  Two powerful glances shot back. Zhou Zhiruo immediately closed her eyes tightly, her delicate body swayed, and instantly there was no trace of blood on her face.

    Xiaobao snorted coldly, thinking that he was playing hypnosis with me, he really didn¡¯t know how to live or die.  Suddenly I heard Zhou Dian shouting from behind: "It's his grandma's fault. My whole body suddenly feels weak and I can't get up any strength. This is really bad!"

    Wei Yixiao followed and said in a deep voice: "Me too, I can't even raise any internal energy!"

    At this moment, a woman's shrill voice suddenly sounded: "Zhou Zhiruo, what evil thing did you put in the tea? Why didn't you even let us sisters go?" Xiaobao followed the sound and saw a middle-aged woman.  The disheveled man was lying on the ground with a twisted expression, staring at Zhou Zhiruo fiercely. It was Ding Minjun who was narrow-minded and most jealous of others.

    She shouted like this, and the people from each gang secretly raised their spirits. They felt that their bodies were empty, their limbs were limp, and all their internal strength had been lost. This shock was truly extraordinary, and the expressions of the heroes suddenly changed.  In an instant, there was a continuous thumping sound, and dozens of people fell off their seats, struggling in vain to get up.  At this moment, everyone suddenly realized that it was no wonder that so many people just fell to the ground and fell to the ground while crying. It turned out that they had been plotted by the Emei Sect.

    For a time, the scene was in chaos, with shouts and curses coming and going, all of which denounced the Emei sect as despicable and shameless, and for plotting against their fellow martial artists and deserving of death.  Ding Minjun forced himself to sit on the ground, pointed at Zhou Zhiruo and said sternly: "You stinky girl with a bad heart and a dog's heart, Master is really blind to pass on the mantle to you! You used such cruel tricks today, the Emei Sect will be in the Central Plains from now on  There is no place for martial arts anymore, youare you worthy of the master who is under the Nine Springs?"

    Then another woman's voice rang out, but it was Bei Jinyi, who was friends with Ji Xiaofu, who leaned against a big tree and said loudly: "Master, she has been upright all her life. If she knew that Junior Sister Zhou was going to do this evil thing,  We will definitely stop him severely, and even clean up the family. Junior Sister Zhou, the head master it's not you who killed me, right?" The last sentence was harsh.

    Jingjia cursed angrily: "What the hell are you talking about?" The words were vulgar and showed no trace of the cultivation of a Buddhist disciple.

    Bei Jinyi looked at Zhou Zhiruo intently, her voice was neither urgent nor slow, but the words she spoke were ten times more powerful than Ding Minjun: "Zhou Zhiruo, the one who my master loved the most during his lifetime was you! Now that his bones are still cold, you have put the Emei Sect into everlasting danger.  Such a ruthless heart and despicable means!" As he spoke, he glanced sideways at Jinlun Dharma King and said, "I guess this Mongolian master is probably your accomplice, right? No wonder he can travel smoothly all the way.  Without any hindrance, we climbed up to the Golden Summit of Mount Emei quietly. Zhou Zhiruo, we sisters who have been poisoned and have no power to resist must be the people you think you can¡¯t win over, right? So you just don¡¯t do it and don¡¯t stop.  , He even took our lives, am I right?"

    Ding Minjun hissed: "Zhou Zhiruo, I really didn't expect that you are beautiful on the outside. You pretend to be like a fairy, but in your heart you are like a snake! Even if Ieven if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!" Her face  His muscles were twitching and his expression was very scary, but tears were shed in his eyes as he spoke. It was obvious that he was extremely frightened inside.

    At this time, Xiaobao had already asked Yang Xiao and others, and it turned out that they all had no internal strength.  Fortunately, Xiao Feng had no choice but to drink alcohol in his life, and he didn't like drinking tea the most. He just picked up the tea cup and made a gesture, but now he is safe and sound.  As for Xiaobao, he is invulnerable to all poisons and has superb medical skills. Is there any poison or drug in the world that can hurt him even a hair?  Seeing his brother in danger, he couldn't help but feel angry secretly.He glanced sideways at Zhou Zhiruo, who was extremely beautiful, and his murderous thoughts gradually arose.

    At this glance, he found that Zhou Yiruo's eyes were empty and empty, and Mu Ran looked at the distance, his expression struggled slightly, and he faintly showed a trace of pain, as if he hadn't heard Ding Minjun and Bei Jinyi's scolding.  Jingjia and Jingzhao looked at each other, jumped off the stone platform with long swords in hand, and walked towards Ding and Bei, their faces full of murderous intent.  Bei Jinyi had always given people the impression of being weak-tempered and timid. Now, knowing that her life was at risk, she didn't show much panic. She let out a long sigh, closed her eyes, and waited for death.

    On the contrary, Ding Minjun, who was usually arrogant and arrogant, became frightened when Jingzhao came closer and closer. He crawled backwards on his hands and feet, but his whole body was weak and weak. He struggled a few times and stayed in place.  At this moment, she was crying, her face was a mess, her eyes were scattered, and she kept shouting: "Don't kill me don't kill me" When everyone around saw her in such a mess, they couldn't bear to look anymore and turned their heads.  .

    Jingzhao had a ferocious sneer on his lips, showing no mercy at all. He stepped forward, stepped hard on Ding Minjun's back with his right foot, pointed the sword tip downward, aimed at the back of Ding Minjun's neck, and said sharply: "Ding Minjun  Senior sister, let's go!" Then she raised her sword and dropped it, letting out a miserable howl, and Ding Minjun was nailed to the ground by the sword in her hand.

    This scream before death was extremely sad. Zhou Zhiruo was shocked all over, and finally a look of unbearable color appeared in her eyes. She raised her left hand forward and said urgently: "Don't kill" Before he could finish his words, Jingjia was already stunned.  The sword pierced Bei Jinyi's chest.

    Zhou Zhiruo¡¯s left hand reached forward, staring blankly at Bei Jinyi¡¯s slowly closing eyes, as if she wanted to capture the other person¡¯s soul.  It wasn't until Bei Jinyi tilted her body and fell under the tree that Zhou Zhiruo's left hand slowly dropped down little by little. She frowned slightly and shook her head. Her expression was a little unbearable, a little angry, and a little heartbroken.  have no choice.  However, this complicated expression only flashed for a moment, and then returned to his old extremely cold look.

    Jingjia and Jingzhao raised their swords to kill people. When they saw the blood, many of the people who were yelling fell silent.  Those Emei disciples who were also poisoned saw their fellow disciples killing each other, and they were extremely cruel. Some of them had tough personalities, and the more senior disciples yelled and cursed. Most of the younger disciples had very little martial arts skills and had never seen any bloody scenes in the world.  Immediately there were sounds of crying and begging.

    Jinlun Dharma King said loudly: "After all, Master Zhou is a young girl with a kind heart and not strong enough. Since Lao Na represents the Great Mongol Empire and forms an alliance with the Emei Sect, he must do his part. Alas this evil is eradicated by the roots.  Let me do it on behalf of Master Zhou!" As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Xiangzi, Yin Kexi and others each held their weapons and glanced at the masters of various gangs who were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They took their time and slowly looked at the surrounding heroes.  Walked over.

    At this critical moment, people from several major gangs, including the Mingjiao and the Beggar Clan, fired off cannons and flags, hoping to notify the disciples who were waiting at the mountainside to come to the rescue.  Unexpectedly, Jinlun Dharma King and others did not care and did not stop them. Instead, they smiled and pointed at the sky, as if they were admiring fireworks. Even Jingjia and other Emei rebels were unhurried and showed no signs of worry.

    In the blink of an eye, there were faint sounds of killing coming from the bottom of the mountain.  At first, the heroes looked happy, but within a few breaths, the shouts from the bottom of the mountain became louder and louder. However, the faces of experienced people in the world became extremely ugly - because everyone knew in their hearts that this  A dense and loud sound of rushing and killing would require at least thousands of people, obviously not the hundreds of people accompanying each gang.

    Experts such as Xuanci, Kongzhi, Linghu Chong, and Yu Lianzhou remained silent, secretly concentrating on their skills, trying to force the toxins out of their bodies.  However, Zhou Zhiruo and others did not know what kind of magic medicine they used. Even these experts in the world could not find any trace after spending a long time.  Everyone's internal strength seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and their martial arts skills were useless. At this moment, they heard the shouts of killing coming from the bottom of the mountain. The last bit of hope was shattered. Several masters couldn't help but look at each other in despair.

    At this moment, King Jinlun waved his hand, and the weapons of Xiaoxiangzi and others were directed at the heroes.  Long Xiaobao let out a long roar, and with a sway, he floated towards Xiaoxiangzi, while Xiao Feng stood in front of the Ming Cult heroes like a big mountain.

    Jin Lun Dharma King and others were shocked. They never expected that the strange medicine that had been tried many times would be useless.  There were only two bangs heard, and two Mongolian masters flew out, spurting out blood, and they couldn't stand it anymore.  At this critical moment, Xiaobao struck the killer without mercy, flew up with his feet, and kicked the two of them seriously to the ground.  His "Xia Ke Xing" magic skill has reached its peak, and he took care of four enemies in the blink of an eye.

    At this moment, it was best to fight quickly and frighten the enemy. Xiaobao didn't stop for a moment. With a thumb of his right hand, a tap of his index finger and a thrust of his middle finger, three different sharp sword energies shot towards Yin Kexi as fast as lightning - the first finger "  "Shaoshang Sword" hit Yin Kexi's pure steel snake whip. The snake whip stirred up like a poisonous snake backlash. If Yin Kexi hadn't turned his head to dodge quickly, he would have almost died.??He was beaten to a bloody head by his own sword.

    Before Yin Kexi could take a breath, the second finger of the "Shang Yang Sword" followed closely. With a hiss, the sword energy rushed past. Yin Kexi screamed in pain, and his left ear turned into a rain of blood.  This time it was heart-wrenching, but Xiaobao's third finger "Zhongchong Sword" came one after another, hitting Yin Kexi's chest, but with a clicking sound, the Persian master's sternum had been broken, and a blood arrow spurted out from his mouth.  , his body flew back several feet, a small hole opened in his chest, and he was bleeding. He fainted when he landed on the ground.

    Xiaobao's three moves "Six Meridians Divine Sword" popped up. Without looking at Yin Kexi, he stepped out diagonally with his left foot and used "Lingbo Weibu". He was already in front of Xiaoxiangzi.  Xiaoxiangzi's eyes only dimmed as he saw a round and plump face very close at hand, grinning at him with a set of white teeth. He immediately turned pale with fright, hit him head and face with the mourning stick in his hand, and retreated sharply.

    Xiaobao stretched out his left hand, Xiaoxiangzi felt his right wrist go numb, and with a flick of his hand, the opponent had snatched the weapon away from him.  This move of "Xiaoyao Plum-folding Hand" is so exquisite that even if he practiced it for another ten or twenty years, the result would be the same.  In the midst of lightning and flint, the contemporary top master of Chenzhou's "Zombie Sect" was extremely frightened. He quickly stepped back, wanting only to stay away from the terrifying enemy in front of him.

    The Qing Kung Fu of "Zombie Gate" is indeed unique. Xiaoxiangzi's knees were straight and straight without bending, and his body moved back six or seven feet out of thin air.  Xiaobao let out a low cry and punched out with his right fist. An invisible punch was extremely powerful. Xiaoxiangzi crossed his arms to block, but heard a muffled sound, mixed with the sound of bones breaking, and a scream like a ghost,  Xiaoxiangzi was lying on the ground like Yin Kexi, with his two arms twisted and deformed, hanging limply, already useless.

    The three eminent monks Xuanci, Kongzhi, and Kongxing raised their white eyebrows. Seeing Xiaobao turn Shaolin's unique skill "Sweden Pestle" into an air-distance fist to severely injure the enemy. This was really unheard of. They couldn't help but nod their heads and chant the Buddha's name.  In just a few clicks, the six masters under Jinlun Dharma King were all seriously injured. The remaining few dared to attack the martial arts heroes who had lost all their skills. They all looked at Long Xiaobao, as if they had seen each other.  Like ghosts and gods.

    "Xiaobao's move was like thunder and lightning. Not one of the six first-class masters could block one of his moves. For a moment, everyone was in awe, and the morale of the rebel side of Emei was plummeted.  This guy stood tall and tall, his sharp and cold eyes sweeping around, finally settling on the face of King Jin Lun.  Jin Lun Dharma King knew that his morale was low, and he had to be more upright than Xiao Bao in order to regain his prestige.  Now he strode forward and said, "Master Dragon has incredible magical powers, and I have come to ask for advice." He took two steps closer, raised his right palm and struck Xiaobao on the forehead.

    He is much taller than Xiaobao, and this palm is condescending and gives him the upper hand.  Xiaobao narrowed his eyes slightly and shouted: "Well done!" He took a step forward and faced him with his right palm. The palms of the two collided with each other. There was a loud sound, deafening. Each of them swayed and took a step back.

    The heroes were all weak, but their ears and eyes were as usual. When they saw Xiaobao and Jinlun Dharma King facing each other, they were not at any disadvantage, and they couldn't help but cheer loudly.  Jin Lun Dharma King was most proud of his "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu", which was the most powerful magical kung fu in the world. Just now he and Xiao Feng were slightly better than each other, but now they were evenly matched with Xiao Bao, and he was furious.  But I saw the Karmapa inhaling deeply, like a whale sucking water, for a long time, and the joints all over his body were crackling like popping beans.

    Xiaobao knew that the opponent was going to fight with all his strength, so he did not dare to neglect, silently used the "Nine Yang Divine Art" and the "Great Shift of the Universe" seventh-level mental skills, and concentrated on waiting for the enemy.  In an instant, King Jinlun completed his exercise and slowly pushed his palms forward. The air around him seemed to have turned into countless chaotic air currents that were moving randomly, making a sharp wind sound like a howling wolf.

    Even though the experts from various sects present are well-informed, they have never seen anyone in such a terrifying and frightening situation when they are using their skills, and they can't help but worry about Xiaobao.  But seeing Xiaobao's solemn expression, he felt the opponent's palms pushing towards him, as if he was pushing an extremely heavy mountain. The force of his palms seemed to be condensed into substance, which was truly the first time he had ever seen it in his life.  At this moment, the movement was full of success, and both palms were also pushed forward. There was no trick at all in the palm match between the two, it was simple and direct to the extreme.

    The four palms intersect and stick together silently.  Others thought that the two top masters fighting against each other with all their strength would be astonishing and shocking, but unexpectedly, it was silent and child's play, and they couldn't help but be stunned.  Suddenly, the clothes on Xiaobao and Jinlun were blown back together, making a hunting sound, and the wind between them suddenly became strong and scattered in all directions.  A strange and dull sound was heard between the four palms of the two men, like a god beating a drum, and the ground nearly three feet in diameter where the two stood was neatly dented, with a depth of more than a foot.

    When the ground sank, Xiaobao and Jinlun's palms suddenly separated, and each jumped backwards out of the pit.  Xiaobao looked at Jinlun Dharma King and said proudly: "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is nothing more than this!"

    The hands of Jinlun Dharma King are hidden in his sleeves.??is trembling slightly.  He looked calm on the outside, but he was very surprised in his heart - just now Xiaobao's palm power was extremely strong, and the strength was unbelievable. The terrifying inner strength seemed to be endless, as if the earth was shaking, mountains and seas were moved,  Its power is by no means inferior to the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung", and it even vaguely feels like the endless potential in the opponent's body is still greater than his own.

    Originally, Jinlun Dharma King was shocked by the fact that Xiaobao's internal power was so strong and powerful that he was the only powerful opponent he had ever encountered in his life, and he couldn't help but secretly admire him.  Unexpectedly, Xiaobao actually said that his Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu was "no more than that". He was immediately furious. He rolled his two strange eyes, and with all his energy, he was about to use his last killer move.  It turns out that Jinlun Dharma King has a very high level of understanding, and he encountered an unexpected encounter. This "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu" not only reached the tenth level to a perfect state, but also broke through and entered the eleventh level of magical power.  It's just that he hasn't mastered this eleventh-level magical skill yet. He has to use secret methods to force it. Once he uses it, he can't control it freely. He is also in great danger and hidden dangers. Good or bad luck is unpredictable.  , determined not to take risks.

    But his temperament is too proud. He knows that Xiaobao's words are intended to anger him, but he still can't bear it. He immediately activates the secret method to kill Xiaobao immediately.  At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded in the ancient pagoda, and two figures shot out, and two or three people rose and fell to Zhou Zhiruo's side.  But when they saw the two men holding several round objects in their hands and throwing them casually into the arena, everyone took a closer look and saw that they were actually several human heads, and they suddenly screamed in surprise.

    The sharp-eyed disciple of the Emei sect who had not participated in the murder of his fellow martial arts disciples suddenly changed his face and screamed: "The head the head of the senior sister" Xiao Bao, Xiao Feng and other heroes took a closer look, and it turned out to be Master Jingxuan.  Tai¡¯s head, and the rest of the heads were also the nuns of the Jing generation who had just followed Master Jingxuan to present the extinct spiritual throne and walked into the stone pagoda.

    "Xiaobao didn't close his eyes when he saw Jingxuan, his eyes protruded from the sockets, seeming to be filled with endless anger and resentment.  Xiaobao looked coldly at the two people who emerged from the tower, and said slowly: "Luzhangke, Hebiweng, you escaped with your lives on Wudang Mountain, but you came to Emei again to do evil today. God will not accept you, and today I will be the leader of this religion."  I will do justice to God and send you two immortals to hell."

    Hebi Weng sneered and said: "Master Long, you have such a loud tone. The current situation is not like that in Wudang Mountain that day. Except for you and Xiao Feng, everyone else has become a useless person. No matter how high your martial arts are, is it possible?  Can you still defeat the thousands of people on this mountain and down the mountain? Hehe, my prince has never forgotten the leader. If the leader is willing to serve under the prince, the martial arts in the Central Plains from now on will be the world of the Ming Cult and the Emei Sect."

    Luzhang Ke said: "The leader is young and promising, and it is time for him to show his ambitions. Why should he be stubborn and lose his life in vain? Those who know the current affairs are heroes. I sincerely advise the leader, if you can help me in Mongolia like Master Zhou,  Wouldn't it be great to have an empire that rules the world, with glory and wealth, and to leave a name in history?"

    Xiaobao said: "Humph, leaving a name in history? If I really want to be a lackey of the Tatars, then I will be infamous for thousands of years!"

    Luzhangke said: "Most of the martial arts masters in the Central Plains are here. The abbot of Shaolin and the Wudang heroes must all be friends of the leader. When we fight later, we won't care about the rules of the world or whether the methods are dirty and despicable.  As long as the National Master, Master Zhou, and our two brothers can stop the leader and Xiao Daxia for a moment, these martial arts elites will be killed cleanly. Oh, that¡¯s right! I heard that the leader of the dragon is the most important person.  Later, everyone will start killing from this Yang Zuoshi, Fan Youshi, the Eagle King and the Bat King. I wonder how the leader feels when he sees his brothers die one after another? Hahahaha  ¡­¡±

    Long Xiaobao's face changed slightly, knowing that Luzhangke was right. If his brothers and friends died in front of him one by one, but there was nothing he could do, it would be a hundred times more uncomfortable than killing him.  At that time, the mind will definitely be in chaos, and Jinlun Dharma King, Zhou Zhiruo, and Xuan Ming are all top-notch masters. It is extremely dangerous to be distracted in the middle of a fierce fight. Moreover, if you mess up, you will probably hurt your eldest brother Xiao Feng.  When Xiaobao thought about this, he couldn't help but fell silent, feeling very troubled in his heart.

    Suddenly I heard Fan Yao say loudly: "Leader, there is no need to worry. We brothers are like brothers and swear to live and die together. Even if we cannot escape this disaster today, it will be a joy in life to go to hell together!"

    Zhou Dian laughed and said: "You must have what Fan Youshi said. It's so wonderful! We brothers should go to the Yama Hall to report first. It's best to beat the Lord of Hell and force him to get out. After a hundred years, the leader will  Now, wouldn¡¯t it be nice to just replace it?¡±

    The heroes of Mingjiao laughed and responded, and everyone regarded death as home.  Over there, Abbot Xuanci put his hands together and smiled and said: "Amitabha! Master Long, Master Xiao, today's matter is related to the fate of our martial arts world in the Central Plains. Please don't worry about the lives of me and others. Just kill the generals and do great things for me."  Song Dynasty retained a spirit of chivalry. In the future, the two of them fought side by side with Guo Jing and Guo Daxia to attack Mongolia and killed many enemies.It's not too late to come and avenge us.  "

    Yu Lianzhou smiled and said: "Xiaobao, our friendship is extraordinary, let's not talk nonsense. You command millions of people in the Ming Cult, and one person's life is far more important than ours combined. Besides, Master, he is already old.  , as well as Senior Brother and Wuji¡¯s son, please leave them to you. This is regarded as the final entrustment to me, my fourth brother, and my sixth brother. You must not refuse or disappoint us!"

    "The heroes from all walks of life spoke up one after another, not caring about their own lives. Everyone was risking their lives, just hoping that Xiaobao and Xiao Feng could escape from Emei.  Xiaobao felt his eyes were slightly hot, knowing that what everyone said was from the bottom of his heart and was definitely not hypocritical. He just wanted himself and Xiao Feng to let go of their worries and break out of the tight siege.  Suddenly, Linghu Chong stood up slowly, holding a long sword in his hand. His steps were slightly frivolous, and he slowly walked to Xiaobao and stood next to him.

    The two brothers looked at each other. Linghu Chong smiled slightly and said, "Back then, I lost all my inner strength and was worse than ordinary people. But with a sword in my hand, no one can take my life." He patted him gently.  He patted Xiaobao on the shoulder and said, "For a while, you and Brother Xiao just let go and kill, and then fight and run away. My three-foot green sword can always stop some bastards for you."

    Linghu Chong thought for a while, took out a small wooden carving from his arms, and said sternly: "Brother, I need to trouble you to go to Heimu Cliff and give this to Yingying." The wood carving was rough and not pretty, just for a look.  It turns out that the carving is of a woman with long hair.

    At this moment, everyone was explaining the funeral arrangements to Xiaobao. This guy had mixed feelings, but he still remained rational. He was always thinking about how to save everyone from the catastrophe.  Suddenly he looked at Luzhang Ke and said: "In the past, Mr. Hu Qingniu and Mr. Hu's wife taught me some skills in identifying poisons. I remember that the world can be colorless and odorless, and it can make people lose all their martial arts without knowing it.  There are only two kinds of strange medicines that have no internal power. One is Xixia Yipintang's 'Sorrowful Breeze', but this poison relies on air flow and poisons people through the sense of smell. It must be in a hall or house to exert its power. Now it is  On top of the Golden Summit of Mount Emei, with vast open spaces and sharp mountain winds, it is definitely not suitable to use the 'Sorrowful Breeze'. Since everyone was tricked by drinking tea, only the second kind of strange medicine can be dissolved in water, which is colorless.  It is tasteless and makes everyone lose all their inner strength without realizing it. And the name of this strange medicine is Shixiang Ruanjin Powder!"

    Luzhangke was stunned, and the Hebi Weng beside him clapped his hands and said: "Aha! Leader Long is really knowledgeable, he even knows the name of 'Shixiang Ruanjin San', I admire you, I admire you!"

    The barking of Crane Pen Weng, no doubt that if he admits that in Xiaobao's language, the heroes are "ten incense soft and scattered"!

    In an instant, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Bao's mouth. He moved his lips slightly and transmitted a secret message to Xiao Feng: "Brother, when you start using your hands later, you must kill the soldiers of that lustful deer and that drunken crane."  Grab the blade. Whether we can turn things around or not, it all depends on this, so remember this!"
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