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Volume 1: Grinding the Green Mountains Chapter 110: Putting the blame on others

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    Chapter 110: Putting the blame on

    "The Instant Wave Knife" followed Elder Yong's long knife wave, and countless black sword lights overflowed, ups and downs like a wave. The next moment, these sword lights condensed into one, like a huge wave.  Like a peak, it swept toward the six poisonous souls.

    "Thousand Poison Palms!" Poison Soul showed no sign of weakness, and spread out the Thousand Poison Palms. The shadows of the palms all over the body overlapped one another, like thousands of palms dancing, defeating the wave after wave of pure energy.

    For a time, sand and rocks flew at the entrance of the deep valley, and the dense sunflower trees collapsed in pieces under the release of their energy.

    "This is the real Shari folding wave sword" On the side hillside at the entrance of the deep valley, Duan Fei looked down at the continuous black sword light like a wave, and sighed, the Shari displayed by Elder Yong  The folding wave knife is more than ten times more powerful than the Huangfeng under the Golden Eagle Cliff.

    "The strength of Yong Changqing and Poison Soul is between the same. However, the Kaori Wave Sword is a high-level yellow-level sword, which is one level higher than the Thousand Poison Palm. In addition, the people from the Black Sun Sword Sect arrived in advance to wait for work.  Otherwise, it¡¯s really hard to tell the outcome." Yan Song looked at the battle situation below and analyzed.

    "It doesn't matter, we will help whoever is weak!" After Duan Fei finished speaking, he winked at Yan Li, who understood and touched down silently.

    "You stay here and don't show up until the end. I'll go down and cause trouble for them." Duan Fei said, taking out a black demon robe and putting it on himself, and then took out a black scarf and covered his face.  Then he went down the mountain.

    In the middle of the entrance to the deep valley is the battlefield where Poison Soul and Yong Changqing fight. Around it, seven disciples of the Black Sun Sword Sect and five Hurricane Warriors are fighting each other. However, the Hurricane Warriors followed Poison Soul and ran away under Mukui Ridge for half a day.  , plus everyone was injured, in just a moment, three of the five people had fallen.

    The seven Black Sun Warriors were just about to join forces to kill the last two Hurricane Warriors, when a black shadow appeared silently at the edge of the valley, behind a Black Sun Warrior.

    "Who!" The Black Sun Warrior reacted not too slowly, and almost subconsciously slashed backwards with his sword.

    In the diffraction of the dim firelight, a shadow retreated freely, dodging the Black Sun Warrior easily. A pair of daggers in his hands, with a burst of black light, had already pierced the Black Sun Warrior's neck.

    "They still have helpers!" Another Black Sun warrior came over after hearing the news. He looked at his companion lying in a pool of blood and exclaimed.

    The next moment, a black shadow appeared almost close to his back. This time he didn't even have time to react. As the black light on the dagger in Yan Li's hand flashed, he followed in the footsteps of his companions

    With the three times the speed brought by the dark pole technique in the darkness, and the spiritual rabbit talisman and powerful talisman that Duan Fei took for Yan Li, Yan Li truly transformed into a ghost in this dark sunflower forest.  , who is already at the middle level of Wuzong, he has no chance of defeating any master in the Wuzong realm.

    In the blink of an eye, five of the seven Black Sun Warriors were already lying down. The remaining two were holding long knives in their hands and leaning on their backs. They screamed with horror on their faces: "Who is it? Come out!" They were aggrieved enough.  A companion fell beside them, but they didn't even see the shadow of the murderer.

    A black figure came out after hearing the sound, and the two Black Sun warriors looked nervous. However, the man in black with a hood and a face mask did not look at the only two Black Sun warriors.  In the field.

    The two people fighting each other in the field had no time to pay attention to what was happening outside. As Yan Song judged, the poisonous soul that traveled a long distance suffered from martial arts. His Thousand Poison Palm was okay against ordinary warriors, but against  The poisonous gas emitted by Yong Changqing was of little use at all. As he stopped, he was slashed twice by Yong Changqing. His body was already dripping with blood, and it looked like he couldn't last more than a few rounds.

    "Gate Mountain Fist!" Duan Fei suddenly leaped a few feet towards the center of the battle, and majestically bent down and punched the ground.

    Twenty meters away, Yong Changqing, who was slashing at the poisonous soul with one knife, suddenly felt shocked. Before he could react, a red energy burst out from between his legs and hit him squarely in the crotch.

    "Ah" Yong Changqing screamed, almost subconsciously discarded the long knife, covered his crotch, turned around and looked over.

    "Members of the Mu family, how dare you" Yong Changqing yelled at the masked Duan Fei opposite him, while he was on guard against the poisonous soul behind him that would retaliate before his death.

    Poison Soul is very conscious, knowing that attacking Yong Changqing at this time will not do him any good. Rather than letting himself face a fierce tiger, it is better to let two tigers fight.

    "Tian Luo Bi, our Mu family is going to decide." Duan Fei said coldly.

    "Just because of your incompetent Geshan Quan" Yong Changqing said, rubbing the lifeblood under his crotch with one hand, and raised one foot. The long knife on the ground had returned to his right hand, but he feltHe was very worried because he couldn't see Duan Fei's strength. There was only one explanation. The other party's cultivation level was higher than his.

    "Then we're joining you!" Two figures flew down from the hillside, it was the masked Yan Song and Linglong. Seeing Duan Fei openly using the Geshan Fist, Yan Song had already guessed his intentions.  , simply hid the sword and appeared with Linglong bare-handed.

    "You must be dumb" Gan knew the energy fluctuations on Yan Song's body. Although he was masked, his similar figure and the same lean cheeks made Yong Changqing mistakenly think that Yan Song was the third son of the Mu family.  Wooden.

    "You guys are ruthless. One day, I, Black Sun Sword Sect, will come to Mu's house to ask for an explanation!" When he couldn't find out the depth of Linglong's strength again, Yong Changqing had already begun to think about retreating. He immediately waved his hand and said with  There were only two men left, flying back towards the hillside behind them.

    Looking at the black sun warrior who instantly ran away without a trace, this was definitely not what Poisonous Soul wanted to see.

    "Everyone, I have handed over the Tianluo Wall to the Muling family" Poisonous Soul took out a handful of wound medicine and applied it on the wound. He pretended to be very scared, cupped his fists towards Duan Fei and the others and said, "As long as you guys  If you let my poisonous spirit go, I will definitely be rewarded handsomely in the future."

    "I believe Yong Changqing's words more. Maybe we can only know if Tianluo Bi is on you or not by breaking open your belly." Duan Fei took a step forward and felt that when a robber robs like this, he is really a novice.

    "Okay, since you don't believe it, I will open my belly and show it to you. I hope you will let go of my only two remaining men" Poisonous Soul said and pulled the two seriously injured men behind him.  , just as he showed a hint of gratitude, Poison Soul suddenly exerted his strength and threw his two men towards Duan Fei and the others.

    At the same time, a black shadow slid down from a high altitude and flew towards Poisonous Soul. It was the blue-striped poisonous eagle that Poisonous Soul rode when escaping from Kyoto.

    Yan Song flew up with his two feet and kicked the two hurricane warriors away. Yan Li appeared behind Poison Soul like a ghost. Before he could take action, he was forced away by Poison Soul's palm. Poison Soul took advantage of the force and jumped up and flew down.  On the back of the blue-striped poison eagle.

    "Haha, everyone, thank you for rescuing me!" Poisonous Soul laughed and was about to ride the blue poisonous eagle into the air. Duan Fei squeezed the talisman with his left hand, and before the three fire talisman could be fired, Linglong's eyes suddenly flashed.  Turning into green, he raised his head and roared at the blue-striped poisonous eagle in the air.

    The green-striped poisonous eagle that had just spread its wings was so frightened by the threat of the white snake demon that its feathers stood on end, and its body suddenly stagnated, and then fell straight down. The poisonous soul's laughter stopped silently, and before the green-striped poisonous eagle could wait,  Upon landing, the person was already flying towards the deep valley below.

    Yan Song was in front, flying a leg to stop Poison Soul, Linglong was behind, two green fist lights were on Poison Soul's vest, Yan Li followed him like a shadow, looking for the opportunity, and did not wait for the flying Poison Soul to land,  A pair of daggers with black light in their hands easily cut off the poisonous soul's neck.

    Duan Fei pulled off the towel on his face, and when he rushed over, Yan Li had already opened Poison Soul's belly and took out a pamphlet wrapped in oil paper. When he opened it, it was Tianluo Bi.

    "I didn't expect Poison Soul to be so cruel to me, and actually hide it in his belly!" Duan Fei took the Tianluo Bi, put it into the Wu Na Talisman, looked at Poison Soul's body and said.

    "How can a person who is not cruel to himself practice the Thousand Poison Palm?" Yan Song was smiling. He admired Duan Fei's part in blaming the Mu family. He also appreciated his son's growth. You must know that Yan Li had just followed Duan Fei.  At that time, he was only at the elementary level of Wuzong, and now he has been promoted to the intermediate level of Wuzong. Yan Li had just killed five Wuzongs who were not weaker than him with a wave of his hand. In the end, even the poisonous souls were killed by him. As a father, Yan Li  How can Song not be happy?

    But Yan Song also knew that who brought Yan Li's rapid improvement in strength was Duan Fei in front of him. This made him look at Duan Fei with a hint of compliment in his eyes.

    "No, someone is coming" Duan Fei's mind moved, and with a wave of his hand, he led the three of them towards the sloping hillside.

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