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129 Flying Stupid (Repair)(1/2)

"The pill is poisonous!"

Sun Heng's expression suddenly changed, and he flashed and appeared beside Xiahou Sheng. With five fingers, he immediately held down the other party's pulse.

"No!"

In just a short moment, Xiahou Sheng turned from the momentary spirit to the sad face of his face.

A pair of eyes also filled with death and despair.

He let Sun Heng hold his wrist, and the unwillingness in his voice made people shocked to hear it.

"The poison is penetrated into the bone marrow, the five internal organs are beyond help!"

Xiahou Sheng opened his mouth wide, his tiger's eyes were filled with tears, and his body trembled with wailing: "Why, why is this?"

At this time, Sun Heng also with a stiff face retracted his palm, his eyes were filled with shock and anger, and his heart was even more cold.

As Xiahou Sheng said, he is no longer saved!

The poison in his body, flowing through the true qi, had already spread throughout his internal organs, limbs and bones.

This poison is as cold as ice and is closely connected with the true qi and is inseparable.

Not to mention Xiahou Sheng, even Sun Heng himself, with his physical strength and poison attainments, once he is infected with this poison, he will definitely die, and there is no possibility of being spared!

At this time, in addition to feeling unwilling to Xiahou Sheng, Sun Heng felt mixed food in his heart.

If he had not been here for the Protector of Xiahousheng, one day he would have ended up like the other!

At that time, I am afraid I will die and feel unwilling.

"They didn't plan to give us the real foundation-building pill at the beginning!"

Xiahou Sheng gritted his teeth and said, "The people in Green Willow Villa are afraid that they will not know, otherwise, otherwise..., puff!"

Before he finished speaking, he had sprayed frozen blood again, fragments of his internal organs, his face suddenly became haggard, and his eyes became even more dull.

"hehe……"

Sun Heng turned around and sat on the rocks with some weakness. His godless eyes looked into the distance: "It's a blessing that we fought hard and survived, but the pills we got were actually deadly!"

"Why? Why?"

Xiahou Sheng gritted his teeth and asked tremblingly, but he could only vent his unwillingness here.

“Why?”

Sun Heng's expression changed, and he suddenly stood up, holding a knife in his hand: "I think Mr. Jia can give an answer to this question."

"call……"

Xiahou Sheng suddenly looked up and saw a stream of light flying from a distance from the sky, and in an instant it had arrived above the canyon.

In the flowing light, there was a familiar pressure, just like this world, it was the Taoist cultivator, Mr. Jia.

However, at this time, Mr. Jia had dissipated the black smoke covering his body, showing the true form of the young man.

"I really don't know what's wrong, but I'm actually attacking Daoji here."

The young man above stood out of thin air and shook his head at the two below: "It's hard for me to not see such a big move. You had hope of escaping, but you were just going to come to your door."

"Why!"

He shook his head and sighed softly, as if he was regretful.

Seeing the figure above, Xiahou Sheng's face changed and said, "Qingfeng Sword Wen Mingyu!"

Sun Heng's eyes moved and he also remembered this person.

The Daoji who ascended the Immortal Secretariat in the court worshipped the Immortal Master, the Wen family, a great immortal clan in the capital, and a master of practicing Buddhism who achieved Daoji before Jiazi.

Unexpectedly, he kept chasing behind the two of them.

"You recognize me?"

Wen Mingyu glanced at Xiahou Sheng with a little surprise and said with a smile: "It seems that you have taken the Foundation Establishment Pill, but unfortunately the effect doesn't seem to be very good!"

"fart!"

Xiahou Sheng roared to the sky, his eyes shattered: "That is not a foundation-building pill at all, it is a poison. You didn't plan to give us the foundation-building pill at the beginning, but planned to kill us!"

"That's indeed the foundation-building pill."

Wen Mingyu's mouth curled slightly and said, "It's just a useless pill. After all, even a master of alchemy can't guarantee that every pill will succeed."

"Senior Wen!"

Sun Heng's face was gloomy and said coldly: "Senior is an expert, why do you use such despicable means to deceive us? Don't you feel that you have lost your identity?"

"This is not my intention,"

Wen Mingyu sighed lightly and shook his head helplessly: "But whether it is the Immortal Sect or the Demon Sect, when they joined forces to surround Jiang Li of the Tiandao Sect eight hundred years ago, they set rules."

His voice froze, his eyes coldly looked at the two of them, and said word by word: "A warrior cannot achieve enlightenment!"

"Why?"

Xiahou Sheng shook his body and looked at the other party with his pale face: "Why can't we, the martial arts practitioners, achieve enlightenment?"

Sun Heng's expression changed slightly, but he remembered the last few records in Jiang Li's essay.

But it did not say where he offended the Immortal Sect’s Demon Sect.

He was actually surrounded and killed by both sides!

Moreover, it seems that it also affected the martial arts practitioners who later practiced.

"Because, there are so many people practicing martial arts!"

Wen Mingyu seemed to be in a hurry to attack the two of them, and then he let out a breath, as if he was talking about the ancients, and slowly spoke: "When Jiang Li seized the foundation-building pill, he not only successfully became a Taoist monk, but also tried to spread martial arts widely, so that more martial arts practitioners could achieve Taoist mastery."

He smiled coldly and said, "It's a pity that the Immortal Sect's Demon Sect came to this world but did not widely spread martial arts. If a martial artist could achieve the foundation of Taoism, how could the Immortal Sect's Demon Sect still stand at the top of this world with the number of martial artists?"

"How can we prepare for two thousand years of great events if we cannot stand at the top of this world?"

"This world? A big event?"

Xiahou Sheng's eyes were confused and he couldn't understand his meaning.

"The Immortal Sect Demon Sect is not a person from this world!"

However, Sun Heng spoke in a muffled voice and explained to Xiahou Sheng: "The so-called big thing should be that they want to break through the restrictions of the world, connect with the upper realm, and return to the place they came."

"Huh!"

Wen Mingyu raised his eyes and looked at Sun Heng with surprise: "Do you actually know? Even among the Immortal Sect's Demon Sect, only a few core people know about this. You are a warrior..."

“Um…”

His eyes moved and fixed on the sky sword in Sun Heng's hand.

"Sky Knife?"

Wen Mingyu suddenly saw his eyes and nodded his head lightly: "No wonder, no wonder!"

"so……"

Xiahou Sheng said with a trembling body: "You destroyed the martial arts scriptures and blocked the future of martial arts. Is it your plan?"

"That's right!"

Wen Mingyu nodded with a smile, and at the same time, he breeze blew by, and it appeared in front of the two people below the canyon below.

He actually killed him without saying a word!

"careful!"

As soon as Sun Heng's expression changed, he wanted to take action.

But Xiahou Sheng took a step ahead of him, slapped his big hand, and the black coffin under him turned out of thin air, and hit him in the breeze.

"Peng!"

"Crack..."

Countless cracks appeared on the black coffin, the dark mist blew up and down, and a flying sword about foot long also appeared in the void.

"Huh!"

Wen Mingyu's mouth made another sound of surprise, and his eyes looked at the seemingly ordinary black coffin.

"It can actually block my Qingfeng Sword, this coffin is an extraordinary quality."

"Monster Daoji!"

At this time, Xiahou Sheng's lower body was wrapped in frost, but his eyes were glaring at the angrily eyes, but he was fearless in his face.

"I want to see how capable your Qingfeng Sword is!"

"roar!"

He held the black coffin with both hands, suddenly lifted the lid of the coffin, and a thick black smoke immediately soared into the sky and headed straight for the Wen Mingyu at the sky.

"Sher..."
To be continued...
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