Chapter 172

perpetrate every conceivable crime and be unpardonably wicked.

It must be killed.

Shen Zhenyi has this principle.

He has such lofty goals that he is indifferent to reality, but it doesn't mean there is no bottom line.

If you have power, you can't get lost in killing and destruction. Otherwise, there will be no reason for existence.

"I die?"

The gods are going to laugh.

"When the grass grows on your grave, I won't die yet. Since you're talking like crazy, you're ready to take on the sad result."

He stepped back like lightning, and the green smoke was emitted from every pore of his body, which immediately covered his body completely.

"Xuanchan poisonous fog!"

The one who knew the goods immediately cried out, "you can use this unique skill as soon as you can. It's difficult for Mr. Shen San!"

The martial arts of the poisonous sect's gods, named poison lotus xuanchan, is a vicious Kung Fu that poisons oneself first and then others.

First of all, use the most poisonous things in the world to refine your body, until every inch of your body's skin and hair is more poisonous than the most poisonous thing.

At that time, the gods occasionally got a plant of yinluobailian from the underworld, accumulating tens of millions of corpse poison, which was the absolute poison that no one in their family, including the grandmaster, had ever received.

That's why he was able to excel in the blue and become a master, which made the martial arts people in the world scared.

This mysterious Zen poison fog is to expel the accumulated toxin in the body at one time, dense around the body, and become a sharp weapon for killing people.

Even if it is a strong master, under normal circumstances can only retreat, dare not face up to.

Nowadays, it's almost shameless to use this kind of Kung Fu in the challenge arena. If Shen Zhenyi doesn't admit defeat and jumps off the golden arena, he will be in danger.

Seeing that the yellow and green poisonous fog is spreading, it will soon rush to Shen Zhenyi. Chu Huoluo and Princess long are all in a hurry, holding hands and shouting, but they don't know what to do.

"Dirty!"

Shen Zhenyi only slightly frowned.

The smell of this poisonous fog is not very good.

This makes Shen San childe dissatisfied with his clean nature. He does not want to take any action. He flicks his sleeve lightly. He sees a streamer flying out of his sleeve and turns into a shining dove. He hovers in the air and plunges into the poisonous fog!

Hiss!

Then there was a terrible cry. A big skull rolled down from the golden platform and fell to the ground dozens of feet below.

"It's poison sect, all gods go to!"

Some people had sharp eyes and could see it clearly in the air. Suddenly, the crowd was in a panic. They also stepped back several feet, making a large space for the head to land safely.

Even relatives and friends, also dare not to pick up the head of the million.

His whole body is poisonous, his blood is poisonous, his skin and flesh are poisonous, and his hair and teeth are all poisonous. He can't touch them.

The head fell to the ground and rolled on the spot. It was still a leopard with wide eyes. It seemed that he did not understand how he died.

Struggling to roll in the dust for three or four times, this is the exhaustion of energy, but die, for a moment and a half, it turned into a pool of pus.

"Eh --"

the crowd let down the snacks a little, but they didn't dare to get close to it. Seeing that the grass and trees on the place where the head landed withered and the burnt black marks on the ground seemed to be burning, they were still afraid.

On the golden stage, the poisonous fog is blown away by the wind.

Shen Zhen's clothes are sparse and scattered, like a jade tree standing in the wind.

The corpse of the ten thousand gods of poison sect, who had no head, was lying on the stage and was shrinking. It was like quicksand blown away by the wind and soon disappeared.

His whole body is full of poison, which is balanced by his strong and powerful skills and true Qi. It is natural that people die and all kinds of poisons run wild and have no way to control them. It is also natural for him to eat his master.

The gods have poisoned countless people in their lifetime, and finally have been killed by their own poison, which can be regarded as retribution.

Until this time, the crowd burst out a shocking voice.

"Just now I was dazzled just now, didn't I? "

"Mr. Shen San, is it a sword that kills all the gods of the poison sect?"

Why didn't he see the sword? Where is his sword? "

"How could it be so fast? Does he have a sword in his sleeve Is it the sword hidden in the smile of the twelve sword tower

Questions have been raised.

Shen Zhenyi Wei Xiang, what he does is the sword in the sleeve of the twelve sword tower.

His elder brother Shen Baihe learned this sword technique from Shen Yizhou, the younger master of the twelve sword tower. Then he wanted to turn over and use the momentum of the twelve sword tower to show Shen Zhenyi once.

Take a look, Shen Zhenyi will.

The reason why he used this sword technique to kill people was that he was just handy. He didn't want to get involved in the dirty poisonous fog, and didn't want to pollute the sword. So he simply used the sword spirit in his sleeve to give all gods a happy ending.

"Cheap him."

In fact, this kind of criminal should suffer thousands of times. The only way to kill him is not to give him a chance to do evil again.Shen Zhenyi doesn't care about using this sword move, but the user is careless, but the viewer is intentional.

Many people have begun to speculate on the relationship between the twelve sword tower and the abandoned sword villa. Many people know that Shen Mengtian, the founder of the abandoned sword villa, is the eldest son of Shen Chongshan, the patriarch of the twelve sword tower. It is said that the two sides are related by blood.

Now Shen Zhenyi uses the sword technique of twelve sword towers. Does it mean that the two sides have reached an alliance?

The emperor's face became more gloomy.

"Twelve sword buildings..."

His face is ugly. The eight sects in the world are a deeply rooted local force that is hard to be removed. For the sake of the stability of the Ba Xiu world, the Da Yue emperor could not wipe out all these sects, but only gave them certain power and autonomy, which made Shan Yu, a self respecting man, very uncomfortable.

The sudden rise of Shen Zhenyi made him suspicious.

Now it seems that there are twelve sword buildings behind. Twelve sword buildings are far away in the north, occupying a part of the force, but the abandoned sword villa appears in the south. The two places are thousands of miles away. Is this a distant echo?

The Emperor didn't understand for a moment, but he always felt that something had been cut on his chest.

"Shen Chongshan The hand is still really long, the eldest son died still can't die this old ambition, a storm thunder city is not enough to drag his hind legs? It's really old but not dead. It's a thief, so hateful

When Shen Chongshan was young, he was also an amazing talent. Shan Yujing didn't like him. Later, he was depressed for 300 years. There was no sign of great development in the twelve sword building. The royal family was relieved of the twelve sword tower.

Now there is a Shen Zhenyi, which is better than Shen Mengtian in those years. Of course, the emperor will feel that there is something wrong with him.

Princess Yan found that the emperor clenched his fist, and her face was cloudy and uncertain, but she could not guess what he was thinking.

To accompany a gentleman is like a tiger.

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