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Chapter 2195 The shadow of the famous tree

The middle-aged monk originally thought that these five powerful men from the Sea God Temple were seriously injured after being hit by his blood poison, and could not move, and were not far from death.

But now the situation suddenly changed. Five powerful men from the Sea God Temple rushed towards me as if they were completely fine.

His eyes widened, unable to believe this scene: "Impossible, this is impossible. No monk can be safe and sound after being hit by my Blood Poison Technique. It is absolutely impossible."

However!

The fact is right in front of you. The five powerful men in the Saint Realm Sea God Temple who were hit by blood poison had their ruthless momentum and cold murderous intent in front of you.

"Go to die!"

"A little poison cultivator dares to resist the will of my Sea God Temple. This is the end, it will be completely lost, hum!"

The two powerful men in the Sea God Temple spoke in a very cruel way.

Just as the five powerful men in the Sea God Temple twisted and rushed towards the middle-aged monks, five blue figures suddenly separated from their bodies.

These figures are completely made of water, and a large amount of dark red blood poisons are blocked in it, locked tightly, and there is no leakage at all.

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk instantly understood.

The blood arrow that had merged with his hard practice just now seemed to have hit it, but in fact it was just a water clone. Naturally, all the blood poisons dissolved into the water clone.

If you cannot reach the other person's body, no matter how powerful the poisonous technique is, it will be useless.

The five water clones locked all the blood poisons of the middle-aged monks, which was equivalent to sealing most of the strength of the middle-aged monks. As one goes up and down, the two sides' form was reversed.

Without the Blood Poison Great Technique as a supporter, the threat of middle-aged monks was greatly reduced.

This is also why poison cultivators have always been called the left-minded path. Once they are restrained, their cultivation level will be completely destroyed.

"Master." The female cultivator standing on the boat, saw this and looked anxious.

When the male cultivator saw this, his expression was a little complicated and said, "Junior sister, it seems that the master is not going to work, why don't we run away first."

"This is not good."

The female cultivator began to move a little excited when she heard this. It was obvious that she had already had this idea.

Originally, the strength of the two of them was mediocre, and even if they stayed, they wouldn't be able to help.

If even the master loses and does not escape, he will have to stay and wait for death.

"Junior sister, I will stay in the mountains without worrying about burning firewood. Master's poison skills have to be passed on to us. I will treat you well, junior sister." The male cultivator spoke again.

The female cultivator couldn't help but look at the middle-aged monk a few more times, and gritted her teeth and nodded.

"Okay, let's go."

Immediately, the two of them joined forces to turn into two rainbow lights and flew westward as fast as possible. As for the stairs on the sea, they were directly abandoned by the two.

At this time, the middle-aged monk who was besieged by the five powerful people in the Saint Realm of the Sea God Temple was almost unable to hold on.

Because he was afraid of the opponent's poison skills, several powerful people in the Sea God Temple did not attack, but were consuming his power bit by bit.

The middle-aged monk held up a black light shield and barely resisted the magic attack from all directions, but his face became paler.

"Hehe, you really have taken in two good disciples. You run faster than anyone else in the face of a disaster. Your master has been abandoned. How is your mood now?"

The powerful man from the Sea God Temple who witnessed such a scene started to mock her with a playful face.

However, what he did not expect was that when he saw his two disciples giving up on him and choosing to run away alone, the middle-aged monk laughed instead of angry.

"I am worthy of being a good disciple taught by me. I know how to judge the situation and never fight head-on. It's a pity..."

The middle-aged monk sighed and said slowly.

"What a pity? What a pity?" asked a powerful man from the Sea God Temple.

"It's a pity that I can't die today." A strange color flashed in the middle-aged monk's eyes.

"Can't die? Haha, I want to see which guy who is blind will dare to offend our Sea God Temple." The powerful man in the Sea God Temple, led by the head, swears and smiles.

Although he is a sea clan, he has a lot of dealing with human monks.

There is no doubt that the human monks are very strong, and they are better than the sea clan in terms of talent and potential. However, the human monks have always been weak in nature and have taken the lead in their interests.

For the sake of profit, human monks can do everything, and killing each other is common.

At this point, the sea tribes are obviously more united.

The battle in this sea area naturally attracted the attention of many monks, whether they happened to pass by or heard the noise and rushed to join in the fun.

Without exception, these human monks chose to stand by and watch, and no one intervened in this matter.

After all, the shadow of a man and the name of a tree.

The name of the Sea God Temple is still very loud.

Without any benefit, no one would provoke the Temple of the Sea God out of thin air for a stranger.

Of course, there is one exception among them, that is Chen Xiao.

The middle-aged monk dared to say such words because his divine senses that Chen Xiao, who had already left, had gone back.

No matter what the reason for Chen Xiao to return was, he at least had hope of survival.

"Fellow Taoist, please help me, and there will be a good reward afterwards." The middle-aged monk sent a voice to Chen Xiao who was flying back in the air.

“…”

Chen Xiao flew in the air, calmly facing and did not respond at all.

But even if he didn't say anything, just standing there, he already had enough pressure.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

Just as he returned and appeared again, the five powerful people in the Sea God Temple who were sieging the middle-aged monks with all their might, stopped in unison.

Five figures flashed at the same time, retreated to the side, and stood together and stared at Chen Xiao with great caution.

"Hasn't he left? Why are he back?"

"Have you discovered something wrong? Be calm, be calm and never reveal any flaws." Several powerful men from the Sea God Temple muttered in their hearts.

They were still very guilty. They recognized Chen Xiao's identity from the beginning and also had the idea of ​​reporting the other party's whereabouts to earn credit.

If an ordinary late-stage powerful man in the Saint Realm appears here, it is a bit tricky, but it will not make these five Sea God Temple powerful men feel scared.

But Chen Xiao is different. This is a legendary figure who slapped the Dragon God Palace in the face and caused peace in the entire endless sea.

Such a monk is either a monster with great cultivation, or he has a treasure to be with him and kills him as he wants.

Faced with such a person, they were really not sure to kill each other.

Faced with the middle-aged monk's request for help and the guards of five powerful people in the Saint Realm of the Sea God Temple, Chen Xiao came step by step from afar.
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