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"咻咻咻咻..."

Arrow feathers filled the sky, shooting towards Xuanyuan Yuheng from outside the colorful mist.

Xuanyuan Yuheng was about to interrupt Zhao Wujiang's breath adjustment with a palm, but faced the crossbow arrow with a fine gold crossbow, he had to dodge.

Crossbow arrows shot across the sky, hitting the walls and the snow.

The aura of Xuanyuan Yuheng's sword protected his whole body, and he stepped out, trying to kill Zhao Wujiang through the rain of arrows.

"stop!"

In just two breaths, a roar came from outside the colorful mist, and the arrow rain disappeared instantly.

Xuanyuan Yuheng frowned, this was Xuanyuan Jing's voice.

Zhao Wujiang took a deep breath, his robe moved without any wind, and he suddenly stepped out.

"boom!"

The two collided, and the surging martial arts energy stirred up and turned into ripples, blowing away the wind and snow.

Zhao Wujiang's fists were like thunder, his legs and feet were like wind, and he was invulnerable. He suppressed Xuanyuan Yuheng's offensive with one punch after another.

"Zhao Wujiang, you are just stalling for time!"

Xuanyuan Yuheng roared angrily. He was so beaten that he couldn't use his martial arts skills. He was interrupted time and time again by Zhao Wujiang's punches, but Zhao Wujiang couldn't seriously hurt him at all. Unless he fought like this for three days and three nights, maybe it would be a little bit better.

Chance.

But with Zhao Wujiang's squandering of martial arts energy and his desperate attitude, not to mention three days and three nights, at most three cups of tea, Zhao Wujiang would be unable to bear the mental wear and tear and fall to the ground seriously injured.

Zhao Wujiang remained silent and ignored the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. He saw the colorful blood continuously flowing out of Xuanyuan Yuheng's mouth and nose, and his fists and feet became harder and harder.

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With two rounds of arrow feathers and three rounds of non-stop attacks, Zhao Wujiang used the indestructible power of King Kong to suppress Xuanyuan Yuheng on the snowy ground with a radius of six to seven feet.

"Ah!" Zhao Wujiang roared angrily, swallowing the sweetness in his throat again, but his fist strength finally failed a lot, and he staggered back a step.

"I am going to light a sky lantern for you!" Xuanyuan Yuheng gasped, his face and snow-white mink fur were covered with mottled and colorful blood stains. He raised his hand and shook it hard. This time,

Finally, there was no interruption from Zhao Wujiang.

The sword energy was surging, ready to go in his hand.

Zhao Wujiang sat down on the snow, leaning against the vermilion wall, gently wiping the blood. Although his face was full of fatigue, he still smiled gently:

"My lord, do you know how I became the emperor's confidant?"

"I won't give it to you..." Before Xuanyuan Yuheng said the words "Delay the time again", he didn't feel it at all, and blood started to flow out of his mouth without any warning, like running water.

Can't stop.

Xuanyuan Yuheng was stunned, and raised his hand to wipe it. The blood in his hand did not smell of blood at all. It looked more like the paint after pouring it into the water.

Light blood flowed from his mouth, nose and ears, just like his body bursting from a dam and flooding.

"It relies on medical skills." Zhao Wujiang slumped against the wall and said with a faint smile. It didn't seem like he was fighting a life-or-death enemy, but more like he was talking to an old friend:

"You drank that cup of green ant wine, and every Dragon Hidden Guard you sucked in with the Star Absorbing Technique, now there are medicinal herbs in the colorful mist around you."

Xuanyuan Yuheng was sobbing incoherently and wanted to speak, but he had already fallen to his knees and blood was pouring from his mouth and nose. He stared at Zhao Wujiang blankly.

"By the way, Your Majesty, there is even me." Zhao Wujiang took out a small white jade bottle from his arms, swallowed the liquid in one gulp, and smiled cleanly, like the big boy next door:

"I have it in my body too."

Xuanyuan Yuheng was lying on the ground with a ferocious look on his face as he crawled towards Zhao Wujiang step by step. The blood beneath him had melted into the snow and turned into a puddle of mud.

He couldn't believe that with his invincible cultivation on the heavenly level, he would actually be defeated by an eunuch.

He had never seen this kind of colorless, odorless poison that could kill a strong and powerful person without knowing it. He had never seen it before, let alone heard of it.
Chapter completed!