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Chapter 201 Can You Stop Adding Drama To Yourself?

"Who?"

Hearing the voice behind him, the Poison God suddenly turned his head, cold sweat dripping from his back.

Being able to touch behind him silently, and not being discovered by him until he opened his mouth, how could such an enemy not make him feel afraid.

As soon as he turned around, the God of Poison saw an old-faced, one-armed old man in Tsing Yi who slapped Wan Dumen flying with his palm, thinking that he was a strong Nascent Soul, he directly grabbed Cangsong in his hand.

Seeing that Cangsong was caught, Du Shen subconsciously acted to save people.

After all, in his opinion, if Cangsong betrayed Qingyun and fell into the hands of Qingyun's people, he would definitely die.

He doesn't care whether Cang Song is dead or not, what he cares about is that Cang Song is dead, who will help him find Zhu Xian, and who will help him break the secret lock.

However, before he could make a move, he saw that the one-armed old man didn't kill Cangsong, and didn't even show any hostility towards Cangsong.

Grabbing Cangsong, the one-armed old man's figure flashed, and he had already left the camp of Wandu Sect with Cangsong, and returned to the seven elders of Qingyun.

"Senior Brother Cangsong, you have worked hard!"

As soon as the two of them landed on the ground, the Poison God saw that the female elder of Xiaozhufeng who was the first to make a move just now, wishing to kill Cangsong with a sword, took out a pill and fed it to Cangsong's mouth.

Poison God: "." mmp, why do you feel like you've been fooled!
"who are you?"

Looking at the one-armed old man who rescued Cangsong, Du Shen felt familiar, but couldn't remember where he saw it.

However, although he couldn't remember where he saw it, it didn't prevent him from knowing that he had been fooled.

After all, the one-armed old man directly rescued Cangsong and returned to Qingyun's side, obviously he was from Qingyun's side.

And the other party was able to touch his back to save people silently. Although it was the reason why he didn't pay attention to his back during the battle, his strength was at least not much worse than his own.

This time Mie Qingyun seemed to be a bit difficult.

It's just that he still doesn't understand why?

What is Qingyun doing this for?

Cangsong pretends to defect and lures Wandumen to attack Qingyun. What is the purpose?

Most of Qingyun's strength has gone to Tianyin Temple, and he does not believe that the news will be wrong.

Since Daoxuan and his gang have all gone to Tianyin Temple, even if they were lured to Qingyun, what good would it do Qingyun?

If the Cangsong was in full bloom, they might suffer some casualties, but now that the Cangsong is half useless, there are only seven Nascent Souls in the whole Qingyun.

Even if this mysterious one-armed man is in the same way, but if he holds him back, wouldn't his subordinates be able to help him after destroying Qingyun?

I don't understand!I don't understand!
Looking at the somewhat familiar man in front of him, Poison God felt a little confused about what the other party's purpose was.

No way, just to invite them up for a cup of tea, right?

"Name?"

Hearing the poison god's question, the one-armed old man showed a trace of nostalgia on his face.

"The name, I haven't used it for a hundred years, and I almost forgot it.

I just remember that more than a hundred years ago, many members of the Devil's Cult remembered a name—Old Man, Wan Jianyi! "

Bang!
The fan in Poison God's hand fell to the ground, and he stared blankly at the one-armed old man in front of him. Reality and memory overlapped. He seemed to see that one man and one sword who killed seven of the tens of thousands of disciples of the Demon Sect more than a hundred years ago. The devil who enters and exits seven times.

"Wan Jianyi! It's you! You're not dead?"

In an instant, Poison God felt that he had figured out a lot, a lot!
"Wan Jianyi, what a Wan Jianyi!

He died for a hundred years, just to lead the deity to lead the Wandumen to attack the mountain today, just to plot to destroy my Wandumen.

What a Wan Jianyi!What a pine!
Qingyun is really good at calculating! "

The Poison God, who consciously understood everything, looked at Wan Jianyi and his eyes turned red.

He couldn't imagine that Qingyun would have such courage, and in order to destroy their Wandumen, they would spend a hundred years laying out such a situation.

"It's just... so what if it's Wan Jianyi?
So what if you also step into Hedao?

With only one arm, how much strength can you display?
The deity is also of the same way, so I am afraid of you? "

Like a madman, the God of Poison, who was being played around by others, stared at Wan Jianyi and Cangsong, with crazy killing intent in his eyes.

He, the Poison God, has been cautious since he practiced Taoism. Before doing things, he has to make plans again and again, and strive to be safe.

Unexpectedly, hundreds of years of strong winds and waves have come, and at the last moment of life, the boat capsized in the gutter here.

Unexpectedly, she was tricked into a century-old pit!

"."

Looking at the appearance of the poison god madman, and listening to the poison god talking to himself, Wan Jianyi and Cang Song looked at each other, and they both saw the astonishment in each other's eyes.

"That. Excuse me."

Just as the Poison God kept talking to himself, Elder Tianxing from Qingyun's side spoke.

"Ok?"

Poison God turned his head and looked at the other party with cold eyes.

"Poison God, can you show some face? Can you stop adding drama to yourself?
A century-old plan, your Wandumen is worth our century-old plan?

I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, the matter of bringing you here was a temporary decision three days ago when the senior brother in charge was going to crusade against Tianyin Temple.

In other words, hugging grass and beating rabbits, you just happened by the way! "

He was despised by the God of Poison before, and finally found a chance to take revenge. Elder Tianxing would not have any good words.

And as soon as these words came out, Poison God's expression became even more elegant, looking at the seven elders on Qingyun's side, Jiawan Jianyi, his eyes were filled with hatred and anger.

"Okay! Good one by the way!

What a hugging grass and hitting a rabbit!

I'm afraid that if the rabbit didn't hit it, it would break the sickle instead! "

The Poison God was furious, and his aura suddenly rose, from the early stage of the Dao to the middle stage of the Dao.

"Wan Jianyi, Wan Jianyi, do you think that this deity has no defense against Cangsong?
This deity is the same generation as your master, and now he has been in seclusion for a hundred years, and he has already reached the middle stage of enlightenment.

There is a small difference in realm, and you only have one arm, even if you are powerful in fighting with thousands of swords, what can you do to me?

As long as this deity holds you back, and his subordinates kill your Qingyun disciple, facing the siege of thousands of people, what waves can you make? "

Showing his cultivation in the middle stage of He Dao, the Poison God looked at the people on Qingyun's side, with undisguised killing intent in his eyes.

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"Heaven and earth are upright, awe-inspiring forever.

Not to kill immortals, but to kill ghosts and gods. "

What responded to him was the spell that resonated with the heaven and earth in Wan Jianyi's mouth.

As the incantation sounded, Wan Jianyi held the sword in one hand, and the awe-inspiring aura between the heaven and the earth seemed to be drawn by some kind of force, gathering towards Wan Jianyi's sword tip.

When the whole incantation ended, Wan Jian swung out one by one, and a half-moon-shaped sword energy seemed to ignore the boundaries of time and space, and suddenly appeared beside the Poison God.

"Cut the ghosts and gods!"

The Poison God exclaimed, seeing that Wan Jian's coming up one by one was a unique move, and he had no reservations.

As soon as the Ten Thousand Poisons Guizong Bag was released, he immediately displayed his unique skill of rotting poisonous moss.

One of Qingyun's four great skills, killing ghosts and gods, faced off against the master of the Wandu Sect, one of the four major sects of the Demon Sect.

The strongest unique skills of the two collided, and there was no earth-shattering sound. The two forces collided with each other, and the space wailed, as if it could not bear this force.

"puff!"

At a certain moment, the God of Poison suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and took three steps back.

But Wan Jianyi was also having a hard time, his body swayed for a while, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Although one move was defeated, the Poison God didn't feel any loss, instead he laughed arrogantly.

"Haha! Wan Jianyi! What a Wan Jianyi! There is only one arm left, and he is evenly matched with this deity.

But now, the deity has many people and is powerful enough to destroy you Qingyun, even if you Wan Jianyi is not dead, so what? "

Of course, saying that they are evenly matched is nothing but the God of Poison putting gold on his face.

His family knew about his own affairs, so he had already lost with that move.

But even if you lose, Slaying Ghosts and Gods can't be used casually and without restrictions.

Even Wan Jianyi, how many times can he use it?How many times do you dare to use it?

As long as you hold Wan Jianyi by yourself, let your subordinates destroy Qingyun and the others first.

Yes, are you afraid of Wan Jianyi?
Wan Jianyi did not refute the poisonous god's words.

"Oh! old!

I haven't done it for a hundred years, and the technique is a bit rusty! "

Let the blood on the corner of his mouth fall, Wan Jian let out a long sigh, and when he lifted his feet, he walked up to the sky step by step like climbing a ladder.

Seeing Wan Jianyi's actions like this, the Poison God was on guard for a moment, not knowing what trick the other party was about to make.

Wan Jianyi's famous stunt is killing ghosts and gods, but it doesn't mean that he can only kill ghosts and gods with one move!
In fact, almost no one in the upper echelons of Qingyun has practiced the Divine Sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue.

The reason why Wan Jianyi is famous for slaying ghosts and gods is mainly because this style is too difficult to practice. The entire Qingyun generation has practiced it, only Wan Jianyi!

Therefore, his famous stunt is this style of killing ghosts and gods.

But that doesn't mean that Wan Jianyi's divine sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue is not strong enough!
Seeing Wan Jian stepping into the void, Poison God was ready to resist the thunder, and even signaled to his subordinates that he would deal with Qingyun's other elder disciples as soon as possible while he was resisting the thunder.

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Just after the God of Poison was lucky enough to get his true energy and was ready to be struck by lightning, Wan Jian stepped into the void nine steps in a row, but he didn't use the magic sword to control thunder.

"Ling Zun!"

Ling Kong stood in the void, Wan Jianyi ignored the guarded look of the Poison God below, turned his head and called softly to the Spirit Venerable Water Kylin who crawled out of the water at some time.

Hearing this, Shui Qilin stared at Wan Jianyi with a pair of big copper bell-like eyes, nodded in a humane manner, stepped into the void like Wan Jianyi, and walked to Wan Jianyi's side step by step.

Poison God: "o((⊙﹏⊙))o???"

At this time, what does it mean to call out a beast?
Pointing at a beast to save the day?

Just when the Poison God was full of puzzles, Wan Jianyi raised his single arm and patted Lingzun Water Kylin's big head.

Lingzun narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth meekly.

As the water unicorn's mouth opened, something flew out of it.

This thing exudes a shining white light, and through the white light, it can be seen that it is a long sword made of stone - Zhu Xian!
Poison God: "." Mmp, I just got ready to resist lightning, you are ready to use the second screen skill!

(End of this chapter)