The battle between the Sword Master and the Poison Master was not something ordinary immortals could participate in. Everyone, etc., stayed away.

Zhang and Wei chased Jin Ling deep into the bamboo forest but disappeared.

Inside and outside the inn, only the royal guard leader Liu Zhong and the eleventh princess Shang Ran were left, leading a group of guards to fight hard against their opponents Tang Fen and others.

Of course they are inferior to their opponents in terms of strength, but due to their special status, especially Shang Ran's, their opponents are scrupulous and do not dare to be cruel.

Therefore, the situation remained deadlocked.

"I don't know what the situation is like over there in Jin Ling. With one against three, the level gap is still huge, so don't let the danger come..." While fighting with his opponent, Shang Ran couldn't help but feel distracted.

Fortunately, Liu Zhong is close to her and can protect her at all times.

...

"laugh!"

A burst of pungent green smoke suddenly appeared from the left back shoulder of Sword Lord Hong Sheng, carrying the smell of burnt flesh and blood. The defense of the immortal power at that place was a little weak, and was eroded by the poisonous mist, and the armor was suddenly torn apart.

, revealing a piece of flesh that was burnt black by the poisonous mist and began to rot.

This flesh and blood is about the size of a baby's hand, it's bloody and blurry, and its corroded area is constantly expanding.

"Hiss!" Even though Hong Sheng had a profound cultivation level, he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air when he was eroded by this sudden bone-corrosive poison.

"Old swordsman, I told you a long time ago that practicing swordsmanship has no future!" Yan Kun's figure slowly appeared in front of him, "Pervasive poison is the real invincible existence. In the past, you always

I want to find someone to have a sword showdown with, and want to compete with others to prove my strength. I have been defeated by you three times. Now, the time has finally come to avenge my previous shame."

"Avenging shame?" Hong Sheng smiled bitterly, "Old poisonous creature, I challenge you because there are few people in the Northern Jin Kingdom who are worthy of being my opponent except you. We learn from each other and strengthen each other.

, mutual improvement, isn’t this a good thing?”

"It is indeed a good thing." Yan Kun agreed with this statement, but his face was filled with resentment. "Thanks to my repeated defeats at your hands, I was very unconvinced and tried my best to find a way to defeat you. Over the years

, I finally found it!”

"But!" His voice changed, "You didn't expect that every time you come to challenge me and you raise a challenge, if I don't challenge, I will be laughed at by the world and look like a coward! If I challenge, I will fail again and again.

In your hands! After every battle, others are praising your strength, laughing at my failures, praising you, and slandering and insulting me! Why should I be insulted like this by the world!"

Hong Sheng was speechless.

Just as Yan Kun said these words, the immortal power that Hong Sheng used to resist the poisonous mist showed signs of failure again. The back of his neck and left wrist were once again eroded by the poisonous mist, and his skin and flesh rotted.

"I searched for and killed the three-eyed demon lizard, took its inner elixir, and risked a near-death life by swallowing and refining it, just so that one day, I could have a day like today and let you bow before me.

Give up!"

"Old Poison, you are too obsessed with winning or losing." Hong Sheng smiled bitterly, "I don't have any of the thoughts you mentioned. I really just want to learn more profound tricks through the competition with you.

.”

"You, you think too much."

"It's not that I'm overthinking, it's you, old swordsman, who thinks things are too simple!" Yan Kun's voice was sharp again, and he raised the black iron staff in his right hand, and the poisonous snake sitting on the head of the staff in the plate shook his mouth.

Zhang, a miserable green breath suddenly sprayed into the poisonous mist.

"I caught this snake on the edge of the Western Ghost Lake. It's called the Phantom Snake. Its venom and gas are not harmful to people, but it has powerful hallucinogenic abilities. That kind of illusion is enough to make a powerful person

Immortal-level powerhouse falls into madness...Don't ask me why I know, I have experienced that feeling myself..."

"Old friends, of course we have to share good things together! Now, let me give you a try, the painful feeling of not being able to survive or die in its illusion!"

...

Liu Cheng'en and Liu Cheng'en heard Zhang Wei's shout and ran wildly in the direction of the sound.

When they arrived at the source of the sound, they were shocked. Because the place in front of them, within a radius of several feet, was so cold that the ground and bamboo branches were covered with white frost, and ice edges formed in some places.

There was a man sitting under a bamboo, motionless. It was Zhang Wei. His body was also covered with frost. A severed hand fell beside him. His weapon, the expensive heavy iron knife, was missing.

.

Liu Chengen looked around cautiously, but found no trace of Jin Ling.

"Vice Commander Liu..." The voice of another man in black trembled, "Why, why is this area covered with frost? That boy, what kind of magical skills is that boy practicing? He can actually...

People are freezing to death..."

"It's nothing more than a magical skill of the water system." Liu Cheng'en gritted his teeth and forcefully cheered him up, "He froze the person to death with the hand that killed him. If not, why would he cut off the hand again? This

It’s nothing surprising. I can also use my immortal power to transform into the ice-cold power of water.”

Although he said this, he was beating a drum in his heart, regretting that he came after him greedily for credit. I heard that the boy was a tough guy who was very difficult to mess with. He had risen to prominence in just two or three years and was secretly watched by many adults in the kingdom.

Even the eldest prince Shang Jiong did not hesitate to make secret friendship with him.

If such a person could easily fall into the hands of the three of them, he would not be worthy of the favor of so many big shots.

After hearing this, another man in black sighed secretly in his heart, can you do it? If the immortal power is transformed into water power, it would be easy. But in the short period of time from when the man made the warning sound to when he froze to death on the spot, it would take

How terrifying would it be to have such power that it could freeze people into a ball of ice?

"Deputy Commander, Zhang Wei's weapons and everything on his body were searched by that kid." The man in black reminded, "Not to mention anything else, the black iron sword alone is worth a lot of money.

.I heard that when the young prince Shang Liang was happy, he gave it to him."

He looked at his weapons and said with some resentment: "What I use is only a heavy iron weapon of inferior quality. What you, deputy commander, use is just a better heavy iron hook."

After hearing this, Liu Chengen's face became colder, and he said coldly: "Who makes me the young prince's confidant?"

It seems that these two people are still jealous and resentful of Zhang Wei's usual favor in front of Shang Liang.

"Deputy Commander, I am a senior immortal master, and you are a junior immortal master. The two of us will work together to find and kill that kid. Then, Zhang Wei's black iron weapon..." The man in black

Stop as soon as people order.

The weapons of immortals are made of fine iron that is equivalent to gold, and is known as "one pound of gold and one pound of iron".

Sinking iron, which is a grade better than fine iron, comes from the bottom of rivers, lakes and seas. It is mined in small quantities and is difficult to mine. Its value is ten times that of gold of the same weight.

Dark iron, which is a grade better than heavy iron, is worth up to a hundred times as much as gold. It is basically priceless and has no market. And its production process is more complicated, time-consuming and labor-intensive.

It is very common for the most common black iron weapon to be worth ten thousand taels, or even tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands taels of gold.

If it weren't for some big aristocratic families, sects, rich men, ordinary immortals, or immortals of small influence, they wouldn't be able to afford it by selling goods and iron.

Zhang Wei didn't mention anything else, but the black iron sword alone was worth at least thousands of taels of gold.
Chapter completed!