Thinking of this, Zhan Peng roared, bang bang bang! His fingertips popped out continuously, cleverly turning the poisonous power into countless tiny air fluctuations, which acted on the thunder bead. Before this terrible thing exploded, it instantly ejected to a very far distance.
high in the sky.
Boom! More than a dozen thunder beads exploded in the air, forming another gorgeous fireworks.
Xia Chen sighed and looked up, thinking that although the lethality of this thing was much more powerful than the Exploding Vitality Pill, it was still of little use against magical cultivators without using various methods.
Zhan Peng had just flicked off the thunderball and was about to duck away immediately when his body suddenly stiffened and his heart felt numb, and then he saw a spear tip piercing through the front of his chest.
The Poison Corpse Puppet had been following him closely. Taking advantage of Zhan Peng's opportunity to deflect the thunderball, he stabbed him through with one shot without thinking.
"Ah! No!" Zhan Peng felt extremely fearful. He couldn't believe this was true. He trembled all over and raised his head to the sky with a miserable cry. He was picked up by the poisonous corpse puppet and thrown far away.
The barb of the sharp spear tip directly opened a large hole in his chest, and the internal organ fragments inside instantly spurted out with black blood and sprinkled all over the floor.
He fell to the ground, immediately jumped up, and ran away desperately.
I got the Poison Scripture Book and Zhao Huayang's storage bag... Although I didn't get the little bastard's treasures and those top-quality female puppets, it was enough to get these. My purpose was accomplished. I just need to escape now.
, I am the winner! I will come back, and when I become the master of the Xie Feng Sect and break through to the second level of supernatural power, I will kill that little beast Xia Chen, and press those female puppets under me to vent...
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Zhan Peng had a ferocious look on his face, thinking almost like a maniac. He was unwilling to run away like this. Then, he stumbled under his feet and fell heavily, chewing a mouth full of mud like a dog chewing shit.
How could I fall? I am a first-level magical monk, how could I fall? Zhan Peng almost roared angrily, until he lowered his head and saw the blackened intestines rolling all over the floor, and the roar stopped abruptly.
The wound on his chest had been corroded by the poison and was almost the size of a basin. Except for the internal organs that were still hanging inside, the intestines had completely flowed out. It was his own intestines that had knocked him down just now.
Zhan Peng was stunned. He did not feel any pain, but a deep fear emerged from the bottom of his heart, and a huge numbness spread quickly, indicating that the poison was rapidly corroding his vitality, and his consciousness even began to fade away.
He was going to die. No matter how unwilling Zhan Peng was, he could only clearly realize this fact. This fact was even more lethal than the fatal injuries he suffered.
The Poison Corpse Puppet did not catch up and kill them all, but stood stiffly. It was not that the power of the puppet had been exhausted, but that Xia Chen gave the order to stop attacking.
Zhan Peng was already dead. Whether it was serious injuries or poison, it could kill him. The next step was just to linger, but Xia Chen would not let him die so happily, but slowly walked towards him.
"Little bastard, can you only use such despicable tricks to plot against me? If we have an open and honest fight, I will definitely grind you into powder." Zhan Pengqiang said with a crazy expression while half lying down and half sitting up.
"These moral words are meaningless to me. No matter what means are used, as long as the enemy can be defeated, it is victory. In my eyes, you are the enemy, so it doesn't matter whether you are despicable or not." Xia Chen looked at him with a smile,
Slowly.
Zhan Peng's face suddenly twisted. He remembered that these words were exactly what he said to Xia Chen. At that time, he pretended to be inscrutable and in control of the overall situation, announcing his truth majestically like a king.
But within a few hours, the situation suddenly reversed. What an ironic scene this was.
"This is what you said. I will return it to you now." Xia Chen said slowly, "Everything you have done to me, including everything you have done to my friends, I will pay you back ten times or a hundred times."
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He slowly took out a dozen pills from his arms, squeezed them gently, and turned them into crushed drops, and then sprinkled them evenly on Zhan Peng's body, "Of course, you are going to die, but after you die,
Before, I would make you wish you wanted to die early. I am a person who will retaliate, so you have to be patient and endure it."
"What did you apply to me?" Zhan Peng couldn't help it anymore, twisted his body and asked in horror.
"It's just the detoxification pill." Xia Chen smiled slightly, "I'll help you relieve the poison. On the one hand, I don't want you to die so quickly. On the other hand, the detoxification pill will help your nerves that have been paralyzed by the poison to recover.
If it works, you will soon experience what it means to be in pain."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Peng couldn't help but scream loudly and miserably. The detoxification pill could not fundamentally solve the poison he was poisoned, but it could relieve the numbness caused by the poison to the greatest extent. A heart-piercing pain suddenly came from the wound.
The ground hurts.
In particular, the internal organs are extremely sensitive and are eroded by the poison. The pain is like countless knives scraping through the body. Even Zhan Peng, a first-level magical monk, cannot bear it.
"Little bastard, if you dare, kill me..." Zhan Peng was about to faint from the pain, but Xia Chen stepped on his intestines, which were still somewhat conscious and had not been broken, and gently crushed them.
A single crush made him extremely conscious and endured the huge pain.
"I don't have a seed, so I won't kill you for the time being, but sooner or later I will become a seed, so when the torture is enough, I will naturally kill you."
A piece of it was crushed down, and then another piece of intestine was crushed.
Zhan Peng was in so much pain that he was gasping for air and almost speechless. His internal organs were severely damaged and his life was actually exhausted. Now he was just relying on his tyrannical cultivation. But now, he would rather have no cultivation.
We must end this painful process as soon as possible.
A few hours ago, he was the one who made Xia Chen fight to the death. A few hours later, the two parties had switched places, and it was impossible to switch back. This violent impact caused him greater mental damage than even physical damage.
.
Xia Chen stepped on his intestines without mercy. He was not a ruthless person at first, but at this moment, he could finally express his hatred for the blow he received and the insults Xu Yunxuan and others suffered, and his heart became extremely cruel and cold.
"I beg you... kill me quickly, kill me." Zhan Peng couldn't bear it anymore and howled like a pig. His lungs were rotten and he could no longer breathe. The feeling of suffocation was overwhelming.
It was almost going to explode, but he still couldn't die. It was really indescribably uncomfortable.
Xia Chen looked at him coldly, and suddenly kicked him hard under the ribs. With a click, the sound of ribs breaking could be heard clearly. Zhan Peng's body suddenly became stiff, like a straightened muscle.
The prawn looks extremely unnatural. The physical body of a monk with the first level of supernatural power is extremely powerful, but the stronger he is, the greater the pain he will suffer when he is tortured.
With two snaps, two storage bags fell out of Zhan Peng's arms, one was Zhao Huayang's and the other was Zhan Peng's own.
"This is mine, it's mine..." Zhan Peng was like a drowning child, grabbing the last straw. Regardless of the pain, he turned around suddenly and desperately tried to reach out and grab the two storage bags.
He doesn't know what his mentality is at this time, just like a stubborn mental illness. Until this moment, he still wants to hold on to the treasure. It seems that this is his last trace of dignity. If it is ruthlessly deprived again, then it will be his real dignity.
collapse.
However, even so, Zhan Peng's last pitiful wish failed to come true. Squeak! Xia Chen stepped on his hand hard, trampling the hand until it was bloody and mixed with mud and soil.
Then, with Zhan Peng's desperate eyes, he grabbed the two storage bags in his hands, not forgetting to shake them at Zhan Peng.
"Haha, Zhan Peng, look..." Xia Chen put on a gentle smile, knelt down and said sincerely to him, "You almost succeeded. Not only can you defeat us, the excellent cultivators of the Tenth Level of Acquisition,
Become the most powerful puppet,
Moreover, I also grabbed Zhao Huayang's storage bag, took back the Poison Scripture, and got all my treasures. Do you know what I have? I didn't even finish talking just now. I also have Thousand Mile Boots and Flying Air Wings.
, Sky-Splitting Sword, Heart-Returning Sword..."
He introduced it eloquently, and Zhan Peng's face turned purple every time he mentioned a magic weapon.
Xia Chen patted Zhan Peng's bruised face with his hand, as if slapping his mouth: "There are too many, I really can't go on. There are so many treasures that could have been yours, but they almost...
It’s yours, but in the end, you get nothing, and you even have to spit it out with interest, and in the end cost yourself your own life. You say your life is so dramatic! Haha.”
As Zhan Peng listened, his pupils were filled with blood, and blood slowly flowed from his seven orifices. He was speechless. Endless hatred arose in his extremely weak body, but it could only wither with the withered body and could not be vented at all.
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The feeling of going from heaven to hell is extremely despairing, especially before death, it becomes even more desperate. This is unsolvable hatred, but Xia Chen has no intention of letting him go.
"Actually, you have a chance to escape midway. The Bloodthirsty Armor is stronger than you, but it may not be able to stop you. But you just can't stand the excitement and want to kill me." Xia Chen sighed, "Actually, I'm very difficult to kill.
Don’t you know? Actually I am
I deliberately provoked you, don't you know, but you are so stupid and stupid, you took all the problems on your own, and the result was a big hole poked by the poisonous corpse puppet, and you could only wait for death, and you had to be tortured and humiliated by me before you died.
, why bother?"
He shook his head and sighed, as if he felt very unworthy of Zhan Peng.
Zhan Peng lay on his back, motionless, blood slowly flowing out from under his eyes, his consciousness was blurred, only boundless hatred exploded in his mind, and he experienced the supreme pain before dying.
Xia Chen finally stopped talking, everything he had to do has been completed, Zhan Peng is about to die, and the revenge can be considered complete. (Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!