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Chapter 223 Poison Body

What's going on? Gao Shou Jiansheng was so surprised that he didn't even have the strength to bite his tongue. Once upon a time, his scattered energy became a nightmare for the swordsman. Anyone who was plotted against him, whether a man or a woman, could not escape the fate of being slaughtered by him. What's wrong today? Why did a normal Jiansheng escape the power of the scattered energy? Moreover, how could this little girl have a proud look on her face?

But the rapid loss of vitality made his brain blank in an instant, and his eyes rolled, and he said goodbye to this world...

Qing'er's face was even stronger. This Jiansheng was quite good at the sword realm at this age. I think he was also a talent in one side. However, he was very unlucky to have the idea of ​​the young master, which was doomed to him. Just now, the young master had been using his true energy to detoxify himself!

Of course, Qing'er didn't know that Lu Ming had the existence of sword scars.

Lu Ming used his sword to break the captain of the team, and then kicked his only breathless body away, and smashed him at the Jiansheng who was packing his sword next to him. Lu Ming ignored these people, but rushed towards the two Jiansheng holding bows and arrows, guarding him around him.

The sudden drastic change made their brains pass through their throats by Lu Ming's sword. The two archers didn't know what was going on, so their bodies softly spread.

At this time, those swordsmen finally found something wrong, and this kid killed three people in a row with one move. The speed was simply incredible, but this showed that he was not poisoned at all!

Two swordsmen were about to react when they saw a figure sliding past in front of their eyes. In this very short moment, they lost their ability to control their body. They knew that they were dead. But how sharp he was this very ordinary swordsmen? His figure was like an automatic killing machine. As long as there was some reaction, his figure would appear, but even the colorless and tasteless Huan Qi Dispersion could avoid it. He! Is he still a human?

The sword students were extremely surprised, but their years of sword training career still made them react very quickly at this time, especially a sword student who was wearing the same costume as the dead captain. After he found that something was wrong, the sword in his hand immediately stabbed the cold sword closest to him ruthlessly.

Lu Ming had already discovered the intention of Jiansheng's movement, but when the Reincarnation Sword stabbed the man's vest, a sword had already penetrated the back of the man's head. Jiansheng's eyes widened and his eyes were staring at the cold sword, which had not resisted before. At this time, he had lost the opportunity to be surprised.

Leng Jian took back the sword and raised his chin at Lu Ming's chin. Then his body turned into a stream of blue smoke, cutting off Jiansheng who was about to slash in half. For a moment, a large area of ​​blood and internal organs flowed! But he ignored it, Jianfeng directly found the next target and slashed over hard.

Zhuo Ligetu laughed. Although he had a few footprints on his body and still had no strength, these were nothing compared to now. However, Ouyang Luo's attack was really cruel! His sword was different from Lu Ming's sword that was so tricky that it would make people have no hope of resurrection. Each sword seemed to bring his mood in, as if he had just breathed a breath with a sword. It was a completely different artistic conception from Lu Ming's understatement. It seemed that he had not escaped from being rebelled by his brothers! However, his momentum now seemed to be stronger than usual! What's going on?

Lu Ming destroyed a sword that was holding a large number of swords and had no time to fight against Jian Sheng. He also felt the momentum blooming from the cold sword. He turned his head and looked over, but with the power of the sword mark, he found that poisonous gas was steaming out on his body, as thick as the fog under the morning glow.

These are not toxins that Huanqi Powder have at all, they are poisons that can truly poison people!

Lu Ming frowned. The toxins on Leng Jian's body were more violent than those on Huan Qi, so he would not get infected with this kind of poison at all.

At this moment, the swordsmen fled in panic, but they could not avoid the swords of the two. Lu Ming and Leng Jian almost only fought each other, and the originally arrogant swordsmen fell to the ground one after another.

Leng Jian pulled out a sword flower in his hand and put it into the scabbard freely. His cold face was expressionless and said, "If you want to seize other people's achievements, you must be prepared to be killed!"

When he saw that there was a Jiansheng curled up on the ground behind Lu Ming and was slightly injured, he took the sword and walked over.

Lu Ming waved his hand and stopped him, a hint of solemn appeared on his indifferent face, and he said, "You can't do this. Relying on toxins is not a long-term solution. If you continue to take poison to stimulate your body's potential, when your body reaches its maximum tolerance, you will die!"

Leng Jian was stunned at first, but he didn't expect Lu Ming to discover his secret, and then he laughed: "This is nothing. I don't want to be a useless person. Although Leng Jian is not a peerless genius, his enthusiasm for kendo has never diminished. As for those enemies, in fact, I never thought of taking revenge. They have a way to make progress and I have the route I want to take. Now, instead of being a useless person at home, I might as well die in the pursuit of kendo, so that even if I die, I have no regrets."

Leng Jian's tone was very light, but he could not hide the heroic spirit of looking at death. However, Lu Ming could feel that he was so persistent in the swordsmanship. Perhaps he had a goal in his heart. As long as he achieved this goal, he would spare no expense at all, but he did not plot against others. It was quite rare now.

Leng Jian smiled again, but at this moment his face was full of heroism, but instead it was pale, and all the blood disappeared, like a piece of white paper.

A weak smile appeared on his face: "After every battle, my body will be backfired by poisonous gas and become weaker, but as long as I adjust my breathing, I will recover. Don't worry, I will be fine soon."

Seeing the far-fetched smile on Leng Jian's face, Lu Ming felt bitter in his heart. The sword heart that had already taken everything lightly expressed a sadness for the former genius.

Lu Ming did not sympathize with Leng Jian. Everyone has his own way to go. Even if he was once at the peak of the earth, he would inevitably be plotted by Dongfang Bai, and it has not been relieved yet. This kind of sorrow is considered a resonance between geniuses.

Lu Ming sighed in his heart, turned around and walked to Captain Jiansheng, whose throat was broken by his sword, touched his body, and found a pile of small paper bags.

However, each paper bag has the same color, and the name of the poison is not indicated on it. It is obvious that this Jiansheng is very proficient in poison, but this is not difficult for Lu Ming, who had carefully studied poison. After he looked through it, he found the antidote of Huanqi San and fed it to everyone one by one.

Everyone heard the conversation between the two, but at this moment there was a lingering gloom in their hearts, and they didn't know how to persuade this very good teammate.

"Eat it." Lu Ming handed Huan's breath to Leng Jian's eyes. He smiled bitterly, but still ate.

Lu Ming didn't care what he did, but grabbed his wrist directly, and a trace of true energy swam into his meridians and quickly inspected it.

"If poisoning is divided into ten levels, you have reached level five now, and you will die at level ten." Lu Ming said, using the power of sword marks to wash away a trace of toxins brought back from the true energy: "Although your method can stimulate the potential of the body, what if your body is overdrawn? In fact, it is self-harm."

Leng Jian knew Lu Ming’s degree of fineness in swordsmanship. After all, he was very picky even to restore the sword energy to avoid leaving too much residue in his body. He used to be the same, but now...

Take one step at a time! Leng Jian smiled calmly.

Lu Ming now knows some of the situation of Leng Jian. As a genius with a good height, he was betrayed by his brothers and abandoned by women. His family situation suffered great losses because of him. Such a series of events may have given up on anyone, but he just happened to inspire his heart to pursue swordsmanship.

In his opinion, it should be a pity to reach the level of kendo he expected in his lifetime.

Lu Ming shook his head. He just found out that he was a friend worth dating and could not watch him walk this path.

"That's it." Lu Ming thought for a while and said, "You stop taking poison first, give me some time, let me think about how to detoxify you. It's best to give me a sample of the poison you take."

Leng Jian nodded happily, touched his body, took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it to him.

Lu Ming almost didn't look at it, so he put it in his backpack, turned around and walked towards Jian Sheng who was trembling on the ground.

At this time, the toxins of Ouyang Luo and others had been completely eliminated. Lu Ming knew that this experience of being safe also made everyone understand the poison and would pay more attention to this aspect in the future. After all, this experience will be unforgettable for life.

However, Leng Jian felt very surprised that Lu Ming did not kill that person, so he asked, "That person is so timid, but you see that the swords collected by him are already greedy enough, why not kill him?"

Lu Ming put away his sword and said, "It's because he is brave enough and desires to live even more."

Leng Jian was stunned. Is this a reason? Who doesn’t want to live? Who would want to die if you have nothing to do?

Lu Ming smiled faintly and said, "The way of living is different for anyone. Some are generous, some are wince, and I see the secret in this person's eyes, which he told me himself." (To be continued.)


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