The two men felt choked by the dust and coughed. The coughing could not be stopped. They coughed desperately. Finally, they opened their mouths and puffed out thick blood.
When he coughed up blood, the big man realized that his life would not be saved. He looked at Shen Liluo in horror.
They wanted to say something, but they couldn't say a word. They looked frightened, staring, and fell back like wood.
Dongfang Zhongshu was also frightened. He did not understand how the two great men suddenly died in front of him.
He was surprised to ask Shen Liluo, "Miss Shen, what's going on here?"
"It was they who died early. No wonder I was."
Shen Liluo, with a look of disgust, covered her nose and left the pavilion.
"It's disgusting. I wanted to enjoy the moon. I didn't expect to be spoiled by these two unfortunate guys. Let's go, big man. Let's go to another place to enjoy the moon."
Shen Li Luo killed two big men with poison, and walked up the mountain, just like trampling on two ants.
The mountain wind is cold, and a dozen people fall from the sky like a flying goose in the sky. All of them are dressed in strong clothes, and they are all disciples of the South China Sea sword gate.
A leopard with a big head and eyes is about the same size as Dongfang Zhongshu. His face is full of whiskers. He is even rougher than Dongfang Zhongshu, with a gloomy look on his face.
"Stop, how did our seventeen and eighteenth younger martial brothers die?"
Shen lilao gave a contemptuous look at more than a dozen big men: "I am poisonous to death, why?"
Shen lilao's understatement made more than a dozen big men angry and poisoned him. He not only did not blame himself, but also was upright.
In fact, these disciples of the South China Sea sword gate were gambling with each other just now. Whoever lost would destroy the appointment between Dongfang Zhongshu and Shen lilao. Unexpectedly, they suddenly died of poisoning.
They are warily away from Shen Li, guessing what the girl came from.
Is it Guanyin, the poisonous hand of Tang clan in Sichuan?
Or desert wolf?
Ancient martial arts people are competitive in Kung Fu. They are not afraid of anyone who can fight for a little thing. However, when they encounter a master who uses poison, even if they are strong in cultivation, they will be afraid.
More than a dozen of big men were ferocious on the surface. They were all careful to keep a little distance from Shen lilao. Otherwise, they would be poisoned unconsciously like the 17th and 18th younger martial brothers. At last, they coughed their lungs and blood and died.
Not only are these big men afraid of Shen Li Luo, but even Dongfang Zhongshu also feels a cool feeling on his back. If he says something different, he will poison him, which makes his hair stand on end.
Shen Liluo suddenly raised his hand, which made the men retreat like an electric shock. One of them was too anxious and rolled down the mountain forest. Fortunately, there were trees blocking him, so he didn't fall off the cliff.
However, Shen lilao did not apply poison powder, but tucked his scattered hair behind his ears.
She sneered contemptuously: "what's the matter with you? What are you afraid of? As long as I don't disturb my aunt's appreciation of the moon, I won't kill you. Don't worry
"Elder brother, you can't let her go and avenge the 17th and 18th younger martial brothers."
"She's poisonous. Stay away from her."
"With a flying knife."
More than a dozen big men hated Shen lilao, but they were afraid of her poisoning and did not dare to get close to her. So they pulled out the flying knives hidden in their bodies and threw them at Shen lilao all the time.
The book in the East roared like thunder, which made the mountains humming.
The black light flashed in his hand, and a heavy hammer appeared in his hand. He swung it up and made it into a light and shadow.
Jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, Jing.
Shen lilao curiously looked at Dongfang Zhongshu: "where did you get your big hammer? I haven't seen you holding it
Dongfang Zhongshu laughs. On his wrist, he wears a dark black iron wrist guard, which emits a light black light. Shen Li can see at a glance that it is also a storage space, from which the hammer is drawn.
Seeing that all the throwing knives were lost, the big men were a little angry, and all showed a fierce look.
"Dongfang Zhongshu, you dare to oppose us in the South China Sea Jianmen, you want to rebel."
Dongfang Zhongshu argued: "what nonsense are you talking about? Although our Dongfang family is related to the South China Sea Jianmen, it does not belong to the South China Sea Jianmen. How can we say that we are rebellious?"
The big men's wrists trembled slightly, and a dozen cold shining swords surrounded Shen Liluo and Dongfang Zhongshu. All the disciples of the South China Sea sword gate were ferocious and murderous.
Being pointed at by so many swords, Shen lilao was a little afraid. She said, "dare you, if you want to bully me, I will let you live worse than death."
There is always a bamboo tube hidden in Shen Li Luo's palm. It is a colorless poisonous powder refined from poisonous snake valley. It is colorless and tasteless, but it is very poisonous. As long as there is a little bit between one nail, an elephant can be poisoned.It's a pity that the poison in the bamboo tube is very complicated. Only a little has been refined for more than a year. Originally, it was intended to be used on martial uncle, but he was killed by Ye Feng. This poison has never been used in the bamboo tube.
It's more than enough to kill these ten men with the dose of poison in the bamboo tube. However, it's very difficult to spread the poison out because of the roaring mountain wind. If the poison is spilled out and blown back by the wind, it will not poison the great men, but cause Dongfang Zhongshu to be poisoned.
Looking at the Oriental courtyard in the distance, Shen lilao felt a little regret that she had come out to enjoy the moon. She still walked so far away that he couldn't hear the fight here.
Since she can't poison, Shen lilao has no confidence. She tries to shout to the east courtyard: "help, someone is playing rogue, help."
This voice of her, the Oriental Book scared a jump, but the voice did not spread far, the voice called out, was blown away by the mountain wind.
More than a dozen of big men showed disdain.
The leading leopard headed man with eyes around his eyes said contemptuously, "girl, it's no use calling for help here. I'm afraid it's heaven, heaven shouldn't be called, earth and earth are not working. Hey, if you can't poison, we can play a rogue and play with you, but you girl will poison. We have no other fun except killing you."
A light and lazy voice came: "who said to call the sky, the sky should not, call the earth, the earth is not working, the heaven and earth are not working, but call me, my spirit."
Ye Feng walked slowly from the distance, holding a goblet in his hand. He tasted the red wine in the cup from time to time, and chucked his mouth and looked enjoying himself.