The three adults looked stern, knowing what the other party was doing, and blurted out: "You poisoned me?"
Dong Jin smiled and said: "Li Jingtang, you finally noticed it."
"Traceless pulse?"
The iron-blooded words had just come out of my mouth, but I felt that they were not true. Nestorian's strange poison [Traceless Sui Mai] is colorless and fragranceless. It penetrates into the body through the pores and acupoints of the body. It is unavoidable even if you hold your breath, making it difficult for people to guard against it.
In the middle, the true energy is turbulent and unable to raise any true energy. Not only that, the muscles and bones all over the body are sore and weak.
But in his current condition, his muscles and bones are still strong. Only when he exerts all his luck can he notice any abnormality in his body, as if his meridians are suddenly blocked and difficult to unblock.
The three elders asked: "What we eat and drink is shared by ourselves. I don't understand how you poisoned us and how you poisoned all of us?"
Dong Jin said: "This entire village has been poisoned a long time ago."
"Where is it falling?"
Dong Jin didn't answer and looked at Tie Xue.
Tie Xue was surprised: "Are those corpses the source of the poison?"
"Yes, in Nestorianism, everyone has a corpse, and once the body dies, it will become a source of poison."
Tie Xue said: "So, the backs of those corpses are not tattoos, but the seal patterns of the secret seal."
The three great men said: "So, I didn't kill the wrong person?"
Dong Jin said coldly: "Li Jingtang, in your eyes, does it matter whether you killed the wrong person or not?"
The three adults said coldly: "Okay, you can die." After saying that, they suddenly took action, pressing their palms directly against Dong Jin.
However, Dong Jin did not fight with swords as he did against Shi Fifteen. Since the three masters knew clearly that they had been hit by corpse compilation, there must be something fishy about how they dared to take action.
As expected, he retreated step by step, but the palms of the three adults came like a violent storm, and their true energy continued.
With a roar like a mountain splitting apart, Dong Jin fell to the ground and looked at the three adults standing there. The force of this palm was enough to force him into such a mess.
Over the years, he has been lurking in the Shenwu Pavilion and has been testing the details of the top ten people in the Shenwu Pavilion. On the one hand, he cannot expose his true strength too much. On the other hand, the forty-seventh one is too far away from the third place, and there is no way to touch Li
The true strength of Jingtang.
Therefore, even if Li Jingtang was poisoned by Nestorian corpse poison, he would always be cautious and not fight an uncertain battle.
The three masters said proudly: "What a forty-seven, how could you escape this palm from me?"
Dong Jin asked in surprise: "You were not infected by the corpse poison?" There were one hundred and three corpses, and the whole village was enveloped in the corpse poison. It was impossible for Li Jingtang not to be infected.
The three adults smiled lightly: "You underestimate me too much. I'm so small, but I can't do anything to you with corpse poison."
Dong Jin smiled coldly: "The third person in Shenwu Pavilion is indeed powerful, but you will still die here tonight."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the wind blowing suddenly, whistling all over the sky, and countless figures jumped out of the darkness.
However, Nestorian reinforcements arrived, and Dong Jin had been stalling for time. If he was absolutely sure of killing Li Jingtang, why would he talk to Li Jingtang like this?
Again, Dong Jin does not fight an uncertain battle. Today, he was the one who led the people from the Shenwu Pavilion to this village, even at the expense of one hundred and three members of his congregation, in order to completely annihilate the masters of the Shenwu Pavilion.
Following Dong Jin's "kill", the Nestorian Carrier Department threw the items, and there was only a puffing sound. Flames burst out from the outside of the masters of the Shenwu Pavilion. The fire was green and blue, and then thick smoke shot into the sky.
The originally dark night became hazy under the thick smoke, making it difficult to distinguish the surroundings.
Dajing Nestorianism has six divisions: Xuan, Guan, Sheng, Li, Ji, and Yi Zai Dao. The Zai Li division is good at using poisons, and Iron Blood said loudly: "Be careful of poisons."
The Department of Transportation took advantage of the thick smoke and took the initiative to attack. For a moment, the village was so silent that a harsh and clanging sound could be heard.
Just as Li Jingtang held his breath, he felt two people coming towards him in the thick fog. He waved his palms and killed them with the force of his palms.
At the same time, a familiar scream came from behind. If it were a normal fight, this Nestorian Zaili Department would not be afraid at all. The people who came this time were all top-ranked masters of Shenwu Pavilion, but everyone was poisoned by corpse poison.
, his cultivation level is not as advanced as his, but he can still kill enemies calmly.
All the masters of Shenwu Pavilion dealt with this terrible situation carefully and tried to save their lives. Only Li Jingtang rushed into the thick smoke to kill the enemy like a god of murder, and killed another person in the blink of an eye.
Together they will.
Hearing the screams one after another from behind, he shouted loudly: "You guys retreat out of the thick smoke and don't get entangled."
For now, save your strength first, otherwise all the elites of Shenwu Pavilion will be lost tonight.
Everyone in the Shenwu Pavilion retreated away from the poisonous smoke while fighting. Several members of the Zaili Department rushed behind everyone and were about to take out smoke bombs to cut off their retreat.
It was so glaring that several members of the Christian Church were instantly cut into pieces.
Puffy, the smoke bomb exploded on the body and burned.
Tie Xue shouted: "Hurry!"
Shenwu Pavilion understands the meaning of Iron Blood. This is not the place to kill the enemy. Saving one's life is the most important thing.
Dong Jin suddenly came to kill him. He raised his sword and dropped it, killing one of them.
forty seven!
Looking at this person whose status in the Shenwu Pavilion was far lower than his own, this familiar face seemed like a soul-sucking messenger seeking his life.
Dong Jin took out the knife one after another, and several more people were killed under the knife, just like chopping melons and vegetables.
As soon as it hits, the true energy stagnates, and it becomes as weak as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Why didn't Dong Jin resist Li Jingtang, who was like a murderous god, but his target was the Shenwu Pavilion masters who were poisoned by the corpse poison? He took this opportunity to kill them all. If they waited for them to detoxify from the corpse poison, there would be endless troubles.
Therefore, no matter how many followers die at the hands of Li Jingtang, it is worth it. Dong Jin calculates this account clearly than anyone else.
It wasn't until Tie Xue came to the rescue that the sound of the Shenwu Pavilion master's tragic death stopped.
Dong Jin's sword is powerful and powerful, the energy of his true energy is continuous, and his iron blood is vertical and horizontal, as light and agile as a dragon swimming in water.
Dong Jin didn't expect that Tie Xue was so powerful and his cultivation level was not inferior to Li Jingtang's.
Both sides suffered casualties in the melee. Li Jingtang couldn't help but feel impetuous when he saw the Nestorian people rushing forward one after another, and the screams of his subordinates could be heard from time to time behind him.
No, even if I kill ten people, I can't beat a Shenwu Pavilion master. I immediately changed my strategy and tried to get away to rescue them.
The members of the Zaili Department saw through Li Jingtang's intentions and tried desperately to stop the entanglement. Just as Li Jingtang killed one person with his palm, another person immediately came towards him desperately and blocked Li Jingtang's steps with his flesh and blood.
Standing over there was a raging fire, but Xie Fu was still soundly asleep, with Hongye leaning against Xie Fu's side. Even if the thunder crashed next to her, as long as it didn't hit Xie Fu, it would be none of her business.
As for Su Zaomou, even though she was sitting, her eyes were closed and her expression remained the same.
Fu Xie had previously given instructions that if the people in Shenwu Pavilion were attacked, it would be okay to ignore their lives and just sit back and watch.
Both women were very obedient and did not dare to disobey in the slightest.
Otherwise, even ten Dongjins would not be enough for Hongye to chop down one person.
The people of Shenwu Pavilion would never have imagined that disrespecting Xie Fu would lead to such a tragic outcome.
Although Li Jingtang was extremely brave, being infected by the corpse poison was not completely unaffected. As his true energy was depleted, he became more and more anxious.
But there was nothing he could do. Death could not deter this group of Zaili disciples. They were planning to trade their lives for their lives.
At this moment, an urgent cry came from the sky: "Thank you, Mr. Sir."
A man flew into the thick smoke and swung his sword. The sword energy swayed one after another, like a strong wind blowing away the thick smoke that persisted.
This man was so powerful that he immediately became the center of attention, but he was a man with a swollen face.
Li Jingtang was secretly shocked when he saw it. It was over, but he didn't know which master of Nestorianism was coming, which really made matters worse!
The members of the Zai Li Department were also frightened by this man's might for a moment. It was so close that Cheng Yaojin came out.
This person was Ye Feng. That day, Fu Xie left without saying goodbye and did not take him with him. Ye Feng was secretly happy because he thought Fu Xie was interested.
How did you know that the young lady would get angry at him because of this, get angry at him, and even say harsh words to him, and if Xie Fu had any shortcomings, she would kill him.
When Ye Yuiyi was still a girl, Ye Feng followed Ye Yuiyi. He had been with Ye Yuiyi for half of his life, but this was the first time he saw the young lady being so angry with him.
In the past, if he made any mistakes, the young lady would just say it and never blame him too much. This time, he slapped him in public in front of the First Madam and the Third Madam, which also made Ye Feng realize that the young lady valued Xie Fu and won over him.
Live yourself.
Tie Xue saw this middle-aged man calling "Master Xie" nonstop, and his heart trembled. Could it be that he was calling Mr. Xie: "Sir, are you looking for Mr. Xie?"
Seeing the corpses all around, Ye Feng trembled in his heart. When he heard the voice, he immediately floated to Tie Xue's side and opened Dong Jin with his sword.
This sword made Dong Jinji take a few steps back, and he also had the intention to retreat. He was not afraid of death. He could make a profit by exchanging one life for the master of Shenwu Pavilion, but with the addition of this master, the situation was completely different. This was a money-losing deal for him.
Quit!
Ye Feng asked Tie Xue, "Where is Mr. Xie?"
Tie Xue responded: "Master Xie is fine." He also didn't know whether Master Xie had been assassinated by Nestorian people in this chaos.
Ye Feng relaxed after being tense for several days.
Li Jingtang saw that the members of the Zaili Department actually sent a signal and took the initiative to retreat. He said loudly: "Sir, Master Xie is fine. Help me kill these remnants of Nestorianism and protect Master Xie." At this moment, he wanted to be with this man.
Jiedu makes the adults get involved.
The members of the Zaili Department had no intention of fighting and retreated while fighting.
Tie Xue shouted loudly: "Sir, don't chase after poor bandits, or you may be ambushed."
Ye Feng only wanted to protect Xie Fu and had no intention of killing the enemy. He immediately turned back when he heard the sound.
This life-and-death battle ended quickly because of Ye Feng's appearance.
Li Jingtang looked at the dozen or so people still alive in the Shenwu Pavilion, and his heart was bleeding. This time, in order to deal with the Nestorian religion of the Great Qin Dynasty, half of the elites were dispatched. He did not expect that they would suffer such tragic losses at the hands of a small Nestorian religion.
How to go up to Yuchen Mountain next? Thinking of this, all the energy in my heart suddenly disappeared.
Looking at the dozen or so people stained with blood, he saw Forty-Seven, a moral envoy who had been lurking in Shenwu Pavilion for twenty years, making it difficult for him to believe everyone around him.
His eyes suddenly locked on one person: "Forty-nine, I didn't expect you to still be alive."
