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Chapter 347: Poison
Meng Chen squinted his eyes slightly, as if he didn't expect that he would release a pair of Gu worms. Is this the attack method of a Gu magician?
He had never fought against a person of this status, and all he knew about the Gu magician came from another person's account. Faced with this situation now, he didn't know how to defend himself.
But with his rich combat experience, he still remained vigilant and made the most correct choice.
First keep a little distance from the Gu insects, and then analyze how to reject the possible invasion of these insects at any time.
Zheng Shi'an's face was calm, and he was not surprised by his precautions. The movement of his hand appeared again, and the pair of blue Gu worms split into several smaller worms in just a few breaths.
This made Meng Chen's face look even uglier, and he started to take the initiative to attack while holding the hand of the Feather Spirit Fan. In any case, he couldn't just watch him accumulating power while doing nothing himself.
At that moment, the Feather Spirit Fan brought forth a sharp sword-like aura that could cut people at any time and surged toward him.
Zheng Shi'an raised his sleeves and waved, and a shield like a light curtain appeared in front of him, which defused a lot of the Feather Spirit Fan's attack.
It's just that the Chaos Elder's peak strength is not something he can resist in the later stage of the Chaos Envoy.
In the end, the Feather Spirit Fan's offensive gained the upper hand. Under the pressure of Meng Chen's strong aura, Zheng Shi'an gradually became less able to resist.
Looking at Yu Boyi and others who were gradually losing the battle, their faces became more and more solemn. Gu Jun even clenched his fists subconsciously, wanting to go forward and help.
Just out of respect for the battlefield and the rules, he did not choose to take action. He could only suppress his emotions and continue reading.
After regaining the initiative, Meng Chen's offensive was obviously more intensive than before. Each move was fierce and fierce, raining down on his opponent like a heavy rain.
After dozens of moves, Zheng Shi'an was unable to resist anymore. Even if he had superb Gu skills, he could not defeat someone whose cultivation level was definitely higher than his own.
Meng Chen's face seemed to be filled with a proud smile, and the powerful soul power actually locked onto his aura. Another powerful attack came down while the fan whistled, looking like he was filled with murderous intent.
Zheng Shi'an looked at the fan with all his strength, which seemed to be only a few feet away from him. It was almost approaching in the blink of an eye, and he immediately wanted to escape.
But he couldn't break free because his breath was locked, and he could still watch helplessly as the fan struck straight at him.
There was a stabbing sound, and a burst of red light burst out instantly. It was the blood that burst out from Zheng Shian's chest when he was hit by the fierce breath of the fan.
The injuries to his bones were clearly visible, and it was easy to see that this blow could have killed almost half of his life.
If it weren't for a light blue-purple colorful light surrounding his body, this move might have killed him.
Meng Chen smiled slightly and looked at him with an extremely relaxed expression: "Haha, I have long felt that there is a strong aura on your body. Now, can you finally bear it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of colorful light suddenly appeared. A colorful purple and gold phoenix stood on the side, but its eyes looked at him with some sadness.
What surprised Yu Boyi and others was that the colorful purple golden phoenix seemed to have been seriously injured. At this time, its aura and state were very depressed.
When Meng Chen saw the Chaos Spirit Beast that finally appeared, he showed a smile: "Haha, it seems that you are not doing well in his sea of souls? I don't know that my feather spirit fan is not only in the sea of chaos, but also in the sea of chaos."
It is strong with the blessing of Qi, and its soul attack is the main attack method?"
Only then did everyone suddenly realize why Zheng Shi'an seemed to have less and less room to resist, and he didn't even use the power of his soul.
It turns out that in the previous confrontation, the attack of the Feather Spirit Fan they saw was only on the surface, and the real offensive was in the Sea of Souls.
When the colorful purple golden phoenix was in the sea of souls, it had long been injured by Meng Chen's powerful soul attack.
It’s just that they don’t understand in their hearts. As the Lord of Chaos, Colorful Purple Golden Phoenix’s cultivation level is higher than that of Meng Chen. Why would she rather passively stay in the sea of souls and avoid being attacked instead of coming out to directly resist with strength?
Long Diao stood on Ah Xuan's shoulder, with a puzzled look on his small face.
Just a moment later, a bright light flashed deep in his eyes, and he quickly returned to normal, maintaining a confused look on his face.
On the field, both Colorful Purple Golden Phoenix and Zheng Shi'an were in very sluggish condition, and even the latter felt a little dying.
Seeing the appearance of this man and a beast, Meng Chen casually put away the Feather Spirit Fan, looked at him and said with a smile: "Master Gu, you lose. Hand over the seal of quota."
Hearing this, Zheng Shi'an looked at him reluctantly, and finally had no choice but to throw away the seal of quota.
Meng Chen held it directly, feeling the strong aura coming from his hand, and couldn't help but smile: "I didn't expect that you have accumulated a lot of quota seals, and there are still a few very strong auras.
Isn’t this the country you conquered by yourself?”
Zheng Shi'an lowered his head and ignored it. He just looked at his chest with a pale face, trying desperately to stop the bleeding wound.
Meng Chen smiled slightly and continued: "Besides the seal of quota, I also like something. You can hand it over as well."
"What?" Zheng Shi'an was a little confused, and immediately said vigilantly: "I don't have the Wuling Sword here!"
"Haha, of course I know it's not in your hands. With your strength in your hands, you are ready to give it to others at any time."
He did not explain anything for his ridicule, but asked in a low voice: "What is that?"
Meng Chen raised his eyebrows: "Jialandi, hand it over."
Zheng Shi'an frowned: "What if I don't?"
"Then I'll beat you until you can't resist!" With a half-smile expression on his face, he slowly stretched out his hand, and a powerful soul attack condensed in his palm.
Zheng Shi'an took a deep breath, endured the pain in his chest, and said nothing with a cold face.
As he got closer step by step, Yu Boyi and others couldn't help but want to take action. No matter what, they were unwilling to see their brother being bullied like this.
But the dragon marten floated up silently and stood in front of a group of people who were about to take action. His posture seemed to be to stop them.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and soon the silent understanding made them understand that maybe everything was not that simple.
Just when Meng Chen walked in front of Zheng Shi'an, a slightly incomplete feather suddenly appeared in front of his forehead.
He is very familiar with soul cultivation and knows that this is a soul attack transformed from soul power!
Immediately, he mobilized all the power in his body, wrapped the feather directly, and used his more powerful soul power to resolve the suppression.
He smiled slightly, raised his head and said, "That's it?"
As he finished speaking, he saw the subtle raise of the corner of Zheng Shi'an's mouth, and a cold chill suddenly came out from his neck. Suddenly, he felt like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and his whole body shivered!
He looked at the person in front of him blankly, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Are you poisoned?"