The carp king of this Rockets soldier is super cruel

Chapter 142

"cough!"

Lao Ba, who was severely injured by King Nido, suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of dark red blood.

'Hiss—'

A few drops of blood happened to fall on a weed, and the leaf was instantly corroded to have several small holes, and several strands of white smoke rose.

It turned out that even the blood he spit out contained corrosive toxins!

"Old eight!"

The tall and strong man in gray robe, Old Nine, saw that his companion had been severely injured, and subconsciously wanted to step forward to rescue him.

But suddenly, there was a flash in front of his eyes, and two faces came into view.

One is a pretty little face with no expression, and the other is a fox face with two wide and long beards.

Super skills, teleportation!

Cover the surrounding area with powerful spiritual power, and change it into a 'high-dimensional space' for a short time, and then use the 'space bending' to achieve the effect of teleportation.

The moving distance depends on the strength of mental power.

"die!"

Seeing the girl and Hu Di suddenly appearing in front of him, although Lao Jiu felt short-term horror in his heart.

But without the slightest hesitation, a cloud of dark green flames condensed from his hands, and quickly attacked Ye Yurou.

"Hudi!"

I saw Hu Di stepped forward to block in front of his own trainer, and then stretched forward the two spoons he was holding in both hands, his pupils lit up with a layer of dazzling purple light.

Two circles of transparent ripples visible to the naked eye popped up on the spoon at the same time, directly meeting the dark green flame!
Super power skills, strong mind.

After compressing and condensing the mental power, attack the opponent!

'Om—'

The aftermath of the clash between the dark green flame and the strong mental thoughts stirred up the gravel and dust on the surrounding ground.

A small stone accidentally caught in the attack range of the 'spiritual thoughts' was crushed into fine pieces in an instant.

A few grains of sand floating up, under the baking of the dark green flame, turned into clear glass with a little dark green.

'Snapped! '

After a brief stalemate for a moment, the dark green flame was unable to continue, and it ended with a retreating whine.

'Deng deng deng! '

The repulsed Lao Jiu took several steps back on the ground heavily, before he stopped slightly.

'hateful.'

Looking at Lao Ba who was about to be frozen into an ice sculpture by King Nido on the other side, Lao Jiu knew in his heart that if the fight continued like this, both of them would fall here.

'Swah--'

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he threw several darts with a dark green luster from his sleeve.

Then he turned around and wanted to escape!

but
The moment he turned around, he saw a dull face smiling smirking at him.

"gas."

His body was a bit swollen with gas bombs, he took a deep breath, and the purple smoke around his body stagnated for a while.

"belch--"

Accompanied by a loud belching sound, a mass of sour-smelling purple fog shot out of the mouth of the gas bomb like a cannonball, and directly hit Lao Jiu's head!

Lao Jiu, who has practiced poison kung fu, is naturally very sensitive to the energy of poison, and instantly judged the strength of this attack.

"The mantis arm is the car."

Lao Jiu showed a contemptuous sneer, raised his fist with green flames, and directly attacked the group of purple mist shells.

'boom! '

But this 'hiccup' attack, which was enough to break a monument and crack a stone, was like a snowball, and it was scattered by the old nine, looking extremely fragile.

Lao Jiu touched his toes, and planned to punch back the gas bombs again, and then escaped.

However.
The sour smell, comparable to expired canned herring, which had not completely faded away, filled his entire nasal cavity along his breath.

"vomit"

Lao Jiu couldn't help staring, his mouth opened slightly uncontrollably, and there was a retching sound from his throat, and his escape was much slower.

Taking advantage of this interval, Ye Yurou, who had already intercepted the dart attack, launched his mind power to Lao Jiu at the same time.

The powerful thought power condensed by the joint force of the two is hard to resist even if Lao Jiu is prepared.

Not to mention that his stomach is constantly churning, and the sour smell in his nose is starting to rise.

The dark green flames that had just condensed around him didn't have time to resist, and were directly extinguished by the power of thought like a small flame.

Then Lao Jiu was directly pushed to the ground and completely subdued.

"Well!"

Because his mouth was open just now, during the process of being pushed down, Lao Jiu accidentally swallowed a large mouthful of the 'burp' from the gas bomb, and immediately rolled his eyes.

In a trance, just like reminiscences of revolving doors before death, he also recalled a memory from his youth.

"You can't miss three meals a meal. The old eight secretly made a small poison castle."

At that time, Lao Ba, who was still very young, stuffed a ball of black and foul-smelling stuff sandwiched between two slices of bread into his mouth with relish.

"Brother, what are you eating?"

Lao Jiu covered his mouth and nose, and asked with a look of disgust.

"I made my own hamburger. This steak has a lot of ingredients. There are poisonous geckos, poisonous scorpions, poisonous spiders, poisonous toads, poisonous centipedes, and all five poisons."

While chewing what was in his mouth, Lao Ba turned his head to him vaguely and said, "Old Jiu, you haven't decided on the exercises you want to practice, have you? Why don't you learn the 'Python Swallowing Poison' like me?" Art' Well, as long as you can get your mouth out, your cultivation will grow."

"I don't want it, it looks so disgusting, I can't eat it."

Lao Jiu quickly waved his hands and took two steps back.

"If you don't endure hardships, how can you be a master!"

Lao Ba glanced at Lao Jiu with hatred, then picked up a lump of brown mud, sandwiched it between two slices of bread, "This is my newly developed small drug fortress, let me make one for you! "

"Awesome!"

With a wave of his hand, Lao Ba directly stuffed Xiaodubao into his mouth.

"vomit!"

But the next moment, he rolled his eyes directly, and there was a retching sound in his throat.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Lao Jiu anxiously stepped forward and patted Lao Ba's back, "Don't eat it, spit it out!"

'Snapped! '

Lao Ba hurriedly slapped Lao Jiu's hand away, with smoked tears in his eyes, he swallowed the little poison in his mouth.

After a short while, he stretched out his tongue to lick off the brown mud stained on his teeth, and then said:
"We are just dead soldiers raised by the family. The family doesn't treat us as human beings at all. If we want to survive, we have to work hard so that we can live for a long time. Do you understand?"

"."

At that time, Lao Jiu didn't answer, but just pursed his lips tightly.

Later, he still couldn't make up his mind, and chose to take the "Python Swallowing Poison Art" like the old eight.

However, I chose a poisonous art that is second only to the "Python Swallowing Poison Art" in terms of difficulty of practice - "Ghost Fire Poison Art"

"If I had been ruthless back then and had chosen the python-swallowing poison technique like the old eight, I wouldn't have fallen for this kind of thing now."

Lao Jiu, who was almost fainted by the 'burp' smell of the gas bomb, felt a little regret in his heart.

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(End of this chapter)