Zhan Meiling was struck by Di Cangqiong's eagle eyes and couldn't help but feel guilty. She paused for a moment before saying, "This... I'm afraid it's inappropriate. Seniors don't know about it. Lady Nine Poison's skills are very special. Ordinary people can't help but feel guilty."
If you input internal energy, you will definitely suffer backlash and be poisoned by the poison in her Dantian."
Di Cangqiong had already made up his mind, and after hearing this he said calmly: "I know the pros and cons very well. It is a critical moment to cast the spell now, so don't stop eating because of choking."
After he said that, he swept his fingers through the air, and the suction coming from the Nine Poison Lady's vest suddenly weakened.
Realizing that what Di Cangqiong said was true, Zhan Meiling had no choice but to withdraw her power and retreat. In the blink of an eye, she saw the point of the Grand Master's sword falling, and it was almost touching the Baihui Point on the head of the Nine Poison Lady.
Baihui point is the first fatal point in the human body. A little carelessness can endanger life. Ordinary people would never dare to input internal energy from this point.
But after all, Di Cangqiong is a master of arts and a bold person. The passage of internal energy is just like white waves breaking up the waves, and the river silt suddenly opens up. The Nine Poison Lady's Qi pulses are immediately connected, and there is no longer any stagnation.
Others may not be aware of the key, but Zhan Meiling is aware of it. It turns out that the normal input of internal energy only uses one's own true energy to drive the opponent's Qi pulse, so the Qi pulses between the two must be connected and the whole body must be integrated.
Di Cangqiong purely uses his own true energy to enter the Nine Poison Lady's energy channels, and the internal energy can go out but not in. In this way, although the opponent's poisonous body can be isolated, the consumption of his own true energy is also several times higher than usual, and the internal energy is not the essence.
A truly unparalleled master would never be able to pull off such a dangerous move.
Zhan Meiling was in a state of shock and admiration, and the situation on the field had also changed dramatically. Although the poisonous dragon roared wildly, its movements became slower and slower. Even though the trapped beast was still fighting, it was still resisting, but it was obviously beyond its capabilities and could no longer show off its power.
After a moment, I saw the two-part form of the divine eagle. One was grabbing diagonally from above, and the other was pecking from below. Its momentum was as straight as a meteor streaking across the sky, and its swift and fierce posture was breathtaking.
The Poison Dragon tried its best to hit it, but it missed by a hair. The crown of flesh on its head was immediately grabbed by Ayan's claws, and then the brain core between the eyes was pecked hard by Aying.
These two blows made the poisonous dragon hiss sharply, like a deflated rubber ball, and it was difficult to move an inch as its huge body trembled violently.
A pair of condors flew unceremoniously onto the top of the poisonous dragon's crown, and howled with great pride.
When everyone saw this, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, especially the young disciples of the Kongtong Sect. They had been ravaged by the poisonous dragon before, and now they felt even more relieved. Several people could not help but cheer.
Zhan Meiling was also filled with relief. Then she felt exhausted all over her body and almost fainted. In a blink of an eye, she saw that Di Cangqiong's fingers were still on the top of Lady Jiudu's head. He must have been trying to help her heal her internal injuries. Such a kind heart
The benevolence and demeanor of everyone really made Zhan Meiling admire her from the bottom of her heart.
At this moment, Shen Xiong's giant shadow was seen walking slowly closer, with hesitation hidden in his dark green pupils. He clasped his fists in a polite gesture and said, "Sen Tu Li has seen me, senior."
Di Cangqiong hummed, and said with approval: "We have been apart for three days, and we should look at each other with admiration. I am very pleased that you can achieve such martial arts achievements."
Shentu Li looked gloomy and said slightly stiffly: "In the past, I was taken in by my senior, but I have never said thank you. Today, I received a favor again, so I thanked him together."
Di Cangqiong's eyes flashed, and he spoke slowly: "What's the implication?"
Shentu Li leaned his huge sword on the ground and said in a muffled voice for a moment: "Following the order of the leader, Di Cangqiong harbored evil intentions and colluded with Demon King Ye Xingge. In the future, my disciples of Kongtong Sect will see him——"
The unexpected words shocked the entire audience. In the sudden silence, only Shentu Li could be heard saying word by word: "Kill without mercy!"
The night breeze is refreshing, and the fragrance of tea is thick. Before the rosewood and purple sand are laid out, I can see a proud figure in a green shirt drinking fragrant tea alone.
The slightly squinted eyes showed a sense of comfort, the slightly raised thin lips added to the tranquility, and the slender white fingers were like a virgin, just holding the sun and moon in the pot, and playing with the wind and clouds of the universe.
Walking hurriedly, unable to hide his eagerness, the handsome figure in white stepped in, but when he looked at it, his heart was shocked for a moment.
After a moment of stalemate, the guest in green shirt finally smiled and said: "Last time we said goodbye in a hurry and didn't have time to have tea with my junior brother, how about today I can be my little host?"
The man in white looked solemn, Xu Yi cupped his hands and said: "My little brother is busy with chores today, and I might not be able to accept my brother's kindness. Why don't we say goodbye and come back to ask for advice in the future."
The green-shirted man nodded slightly and said, "I see, but my junior brother is seriously injured. Do you want to do whatever you can for your brother?"
The man in white seemed to be stagnant, and as he stepped back slightly, he said solemnly: "I have a few flesh injuries, so I don't dare to work, brother."
The man in green shirt smiled, walked slowly closer and said leisurely: "Junior brother, why do you reject people thousands of miles away? Is it true that my brother is so disgusting?"
The man in white's face tightened, and he paused before saying in a deep voice: "My younger brother has already made it clear that today is indeed full of chores, and my elder brother is deliberately dragging me down. Such an unkind act, do you really want to force me to turn against my elder brother, and be here with my elder brother?"
Let’s compare?”
The guest in Qingshan remained calm, and said lightly with a chuckle: "Since junior brother is so cold and hard-hearted, I have no shame in making things difficult for you anymore. As long as junior brother can answer some questions for me, I will definitely send you my love."
The man in white hesitated for a moment, then coughed and said, "Brother, please speak."
Qingshan Ke hummed and said casually: "Actually, this doubt has been lingering in my mind for a long time, but I still can't figure it out. Ahem... Junior brother, you still remember that the master kicked you and me out of the door wall in the past.
,What are the comments listed?”
The man in white froze for a moment, unable to hide the gloomy look on his face. After a moment, he said with a sigh: "Brother, why should you ask knowingly? Master once said that if one of you or I has a wrong mind, the other has an unstable mind, neither of us can pass on his legacy.
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The green-shirted man held up his palms and said with a smile: "Yes, one has an evil intention and the other has an unstable mind. So from my junior brother's point of view, who are these two criticisms aimed at?"
The man in white couldn't help but said coldly: "Brother has his own opinions, why do you need to question me?"
The green-shirted guest shook his head and said: "Brother, it is true that I have my own opinions, but as the saying goes, 'I don't know the true face of Mount Lu just because I am in this mountain.' If there is no support from my junior brother's opinion, I am afraid that I will be biased.
, wouldn’t this be living up to Master’s advice?”
The man in white had a cold light in his eyes, raised his eyebrows and sneered: "What do you mean by this, brother?"
The man in green shirt looked slightly calmer, and in the silence he only heard a soft sigh: "An unstable mind can be changed, but it is difficult to turn back if the mind is not right. So, junior brother, which one of them are you?"
The battle is over, the dust has settled, and the only sight in front of me is the expected old friend amid the desolation.
The brown robe is fluttering, the face is clear and resolute, although there is only the scabbard of Emperor Yao's sword in his hand, the sharp sword intention is still enough to shake the world. It is the swordsman of China, Chang'an Murong.
In the depressing atmosphere, I heard the Xijiang Sword Emperor say coldly: "Sit back and wait, or is the oriole behind?"
The dispersion swept across his cheeks with the wind, and as he held the scabbard straight, he heard Shen Yu's voice saying faintly: "Fire and water are incompatible, and the only choice is death tonight."