Tomorrow is Children's Day 61... But I believe most of you are not children anymore? Haha, I wonder if there are any book friends who have become fathers?

——Ou Su 2 update dividing line—

"Isn't it fun? Then let me play with you enough." A vigorous and powerful voice, along with heavy steps, turned out from the corner of the house. The pupils of the "poison spirit" contracted, and no matter how Gu Ao lived or died, turned around and looked at each other. Suddenly, he saw the old man with a half-bare head, white beard and eyebrows, but his waist was still straight, dragging his sword blade upside down with a giant sword that was eight feet taller than an ordinary person, walking steadily. The tip of the sword passed by the solid bluestone slab laid on the ground, and countless small sparks splashed along the road.

The visitor was the last of the three swords of the generals of Tongguan. Even Yang Su was very afraid of Yan Wuji. He activated the Songyang Zhenwu, who had been practicing hard for 30 years, to protect his whole body, preventing the poisonous gas emitted by the "poison spirit" from invading within half a foot of his body, and stopped about seven steps away from the other party. When he glanced at him, he saw that Gu Ao had been completely destroyed by poisonous poison, but he died for a moment, and fell to the ground and twitched slightly. Yan Wuji's eyes flashed a little unbearable, and suddenly raised his feet and kicked. A long spear that he didn't know who was abandoned by him flew out, and he smashed Gu Ao's head into pieces. A few traces of joy of finally being liberated appeared on his broken face, and then his eyes were dim and slackened.

Although this old man was old, he was calm and powerful without anger. He took action decisively without hesitation. The "poison spirit" instinctively realized that this person was definitely ten times more terrifying than Gu Ao and Dugu Han. He suffered several injuries in succession and consumed a lot of virility to break through the gate and kill people. She also felt that she was losing a lot. She turned her head slightly and did not dare to speak for a while. However, she quietly moved a few steps to the side and stepped on the venom that Dugu Han's corpse transformed.

The venom rippled and trembled, then came alive as if it was injected into the spirit. It automatically circled upwards along the calves of the "poison spirit" like a snake, and then melted into the wound cut by the "tomb sword" just now, using poison to replenish poison and continues the muscles and bones. In just a moment, it has returned to its best condition. This is the benefit of the "poison spirit" after the completion of the "Poison Spirit Sutra". As long as there is poison to replenish, the "poison Spirit" is a truly immortal body. Not to mention the disintegration of the belly, even if the head is cut off, it can still be taken back again.

This seems to be a matter of course in the eyes of others. It is naturally shocking and incredible. Yan Wuji is as angry as a enemy, and he cannot let in his heart. Seeing such a strange scene, he is even more angry and shouted in a deep voice: "Little baby, do you want something good? My sword is so fun, I will give it to you." He suddenly lifted his feet and kicked hard on the ground, and rushed forward like lightning. Don't see that he is already old, but he is still motionless, and it is as fast as thunder. The heroic arm suddenly swung quickly, "The sword of the world is coming to the sky." In an instant, the sharp sword aura was like a storm and rain, and it was like a mountain collapse, which made the enemy completely avoid it. This sword had already had 70% of the power of the thunder hell of the rebirth of the overlord Yang Xuan. It was obvious that although the person was old, this sword was definitely not old.

When he first encountered such a fierce killing move, the "Poison Spirit"'s eyes have a trace of almost imperceptible fear. You should know that although the "Poison Spirit" has an immortal body, it is still an immortal body. If the body is completely scattered by the chaotic sword and cannot be reorganized and healed in time, then it will be impossible to escape death.

He didn't want to die and just wanted to survive. He could only move forward if he couldn't retreat. In order to protect himself, the "Poison Spirit" screamed and squatted down and curled up on the spot. He activated the "Poison Jing" with all his strength. His body was like a cannonball and rushed up towards Yan Wuji. The "Songyang Sword" had a flash of light in the tiger's eyes and shouted, "Good come!" The sword's momentum changed rapidly, and thousands of sword shadows gathered together, swallowing the bull and breaking the sky, as if he didn't need to return, he saw the momentum of the meat bullet and dragging it and slashing!

From beginning to end, the "Poison Spirit" never thought of fighting with Yan Wuji. The moment when the meat bullet was about to hit the sword blade, she suddenly stretched out her right hand and grabbed it in the air with five fingers. Dozens of green silks as thin as cow hair were like silkworms, and they spit out in a constant stream. The magic fingers built another magical skill and immediately wrapped the sword blade firmly. The "Poison Spirit" then stepped out his legs and kicked the sword blade, and used the reaction force to hit the air, and swung the windmill behind the "Songyang Sword". He shouted: "Let go." He grabbed the sword blade with both hands,

He pulled back hard. Yan Wuji was driven by the force, and his arm was unnaturally stooped behind him. If he didn't let go, he would be afraid that both arms would be broken. He made a quick decision and loosened his fingers and made the famous Songyang Iron Sword. He immediately shot into the sky like a flag-flower rocket. The veteran turned around, gathered his lifelong cultivation, and stabbed it out with a sword!

The sword has left his hand, where does the sword come from? The sword is born from the heart! Songyang Sword Art ultimately kills: "The Spirit God forged a sword to dominate the world"! What a good thing Yan Wuji, even though he knew that he was entangled with the "Poison Spirit" and was to die, he still spared no effort to save his life and take advantage of the opportunity to condense his own energy and spirit into one, forging an invincible invisible sword to perform a sharp counterattack. With the slight explosion, the "Poison Spirit"'s chest was blown open, a wound as big as a sea bowl. Through the wound, Yan Wuji could even clearly see the scenery opposite.

The "poison spirit" screamed in pain, and the magic dog tries his fingers circling and dragging Yan Wuji's neck. The extremely poisonous gas silk is even sharper than a sword. With the "crack~" sound, Yan Wuji's head fell to the ground and was in a state of excitement. The "poison spirit" whose facial features were distorted was immediately rushed up and poisoned the corpse and corroded it into pus to repair the wounds on his body.

At this point, the three swords of the Tongguan guards were all killed. Even if there were more than 2,000 soldiers left, it would be easy to kill them all with the power of the "poison spirit".
Chapter completed!