This old man fell from the air. He was about seventy years old, slightly fat, with short gray hair, a wrinkled face, and a violent look in his eyes.

He held a dark iron staff in his left hand, with a ferocious-looking black venomous snake coiled around the head of the staff, spitting out bright red letters from time to time.

The old man's body was still flashing with a thick purple light. Somehow, just by seeing this light with his eyes, Jin Ling felt a deep sense of oppression and suffocation, and his eyes stung.

Seeing this man, Hong Sheng, the original enshrined elder, suddenly became extremely solemn.

He stretched out his left arm, signaling Shang Ran, Jin Ling and others to hide behind him.

"Who is this person?" Jin Ling asked Shang Ran in a low voice.

"There are four powerful immortal cultivators in the Northern Jin Dynasty, and Grandpa Hong Sheng and he are two of them. His name is Yan Kun, a high-level immortal cultivator, good at driving poisonous snakes and insects, and is called the Poison Master of the Northern Jin Dynasty. And Grandpa Hong Sheng

, he broke through the realm and became a master by practicing swordsmanship, and was called the Sword Master of the Northern Jin Dynasty." Shang Ran explained.

"So it's them." Jin Ling remembered that in the information collected by the Xintang, these four powerful immortal cultivators had long been mentioned, namely Yan Zun Guo Zhifan of the Northern Jin Dynasty, He Kuangfeng the Ax Lord of the Northern Jin Dynasty, and Hong Sheng the Sword Master of the Northern Jin Dynasty.

, Yan Kun, the Poison Lord of the Northern Jin Dynasty.

These powerful men have always only heard their names but never seen their faces. I never imagined that we would meet two of them here today.

"Yan Kun!" Hong Sheng said angrily, "You are also a prominent figure in the entire Northern Jin Kingdom. Do you know who these hidden rats are trying to kill here? Are you helping them to become the enemy of the entire Northern Jin Kingdom?

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After hearing what he said, Poison Lord Yan Kun tugged at his short beard, smiled sinisterly, and said: "Old man Hong, you are already a grown-up, why do you talk like a child? What's the difference between you and me?

Is the Northern Jin Kingdom an enemy? The young man named Jin here has evil intentions and wants to take advantage of the opportunity of curing King Shang's poison to harm him. It is for the sake of King Shang's life that I take action in the middle to capture him!

"

"You're talking nonsense!" Shang Ran yelled angrily, "Jin Ling has been treating his father's poison for several months. Over the past few months, his father went from being unconscious and unable to take care of himself to now being sober and even able to move his hands and feet.

, this is all his fault! If he deliberately wanted to cause harm, he could just wait for his father's poison to take effect and eventually die, so why go to such trouble?"

"The improvement of King Shang's poisonous injury is due to the contribution of the blood pool of the Xueyin clan. What does it have to do with this young man?" Yan Kun said in a dark voice, "This man is young, less than sixteen, and is only a junior immortal.

As a master, how can you get rid of the demonic poison that even an immortal like King Shang cannot deal with? This is one of them!"

"The person with the Jin surname has a blood feud with the Shang surname. Why does he not only not want to take revenge, but instead retaliate with kindness? This is unreasonable. If something goes wrong, he will become a monster! There must be a big conspiracy! There must be someone behind it! This is the second one!"

"As a veteran of the founding of the Shang family, I cannot bear to see the country that the Shang family finally conquered fall into the Jin family's conspiracy! Therefore, my action here is completely out of public interest! This son must die here today!"

After hearing what he said, both Hong Sheng and Shang Ran were so angry that they were trembling with anger. These words were completely confusing right and wrong, but the other party still said it righteously.

"When Jin Ling was treating his father's poison, he personally induced blood-threaded magic poison one after another from his body. Many people witnessed it on the spot. How could it be attributed to the blood pool?" Shang Ran still wanted to make the final move.

Argument.

"Your Highness, just by looking at those people with black scarves and masks, you can tell that they are here with the intention of fighting to the death. It is useless to talk more."

Hong Sheng stopped her from continuing. He raised his hand, and a long black sword rose into the air from behind. He held the hilt of the sword with one hand and drew out the sword. It made a roaring sound, like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring.

As the sword's edge was unsheathed, a wave of surprise seemed to press on everyone's heart.

"The famous sword Canghu, made by Xuantie, ranks ninth in the kingdom's weapon list." Yan Kun's expression became slightly serious, "I haven't seen you for four years and you have been living in seclusion. It turns out that you got this sword in your hand.

So where is the Xuefeng sword?"

"Give it to my little apprentice." Hong Sheng stretched out his fingers with his left hand, cherishing it, and then flicked the blade of his sword slightly with pride, making a sound of regret that lasted for a long time.

"You are really willing to give up." Yan Kun sneered, his blue immortal power flashed, and bursts of green mist began to appear all over his body, which soon enveloped him and began to spread to all sides.

This is quite similar to the water-type mist concealment method that Jin Ling likes to use very much. The difference is that the mist on Yan Kun's body is green and very evil. It is very poisonous at a glance and cannot be contaminated by easy touch.

Soon, his entire figure was completely hidden in the green mist.

"I haven't fought with you in four years, and it seems that you have made great progress!" Hong Sheng held the Canghu Sword with the tip of the sword facing upwards, placed it in the middle of his chest, and placed the two fingers of his left hand on the blade of the sword, and started in his mouth

Reciting a sword formula.

The purple light on the Canghu Sword flashed, and then nine long swords completely formed by purple immortal power suddenly appeared in front of Hong Sheng. Their shape, size and length were the same as the Canghu Sword.

"The sword is new, and the sword moves are also new. Old poisoner, try this move of mine, and nine stars will fall from the sky!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the nine purple immortal swords suddenly jumped into the air, drew an arc, and then turned directly into a sword rain, sprinkling into the green mist.

Nine purple fairy swords pierced the green poisonous mist one after another. Each one cut off a large piece of green poisonous mist in an instant.

They cut the poisonous mist into pieces, but Yan Kun was nowhere to be seen in the fragmented poisonous mist.

"Old swordsman, you can't even see through this mere blinding method?" As Yan Kun's voice sounded from behind, two blue celestial powers entangled in poisonous gas quickly attacked Hong Sheng's back.

Hong Sheng's figure flashed and disappeared like a ray of sword light. The two poisonous gases fell into the air and hit directly on a huge bamboo behind him, immediately breaking seven or eight bamboos. The fracture of the bamboo was directly hit.

It was corroded into a charred black patch, and it continued to spread, turning everything in its path into charred black.

"What a powerful poison!" Hong Sheng landed opposite Yan Kun, "Your bone-corrosive poison has improved to another level."

"Ashamed, ashamed." Yan Kun said with a smile, "Two years ago, in the main line of Lingshan Mountain in Guzhu Country, I accidentally encountered a three-eyed demon lizard. I spent a lot of effort to kill it and took it.

Its venom, the inner elixir, tempers itself. I practiced hard for seven months behind closed doors before I mastered the immortal skills contained in this demon elixir. I call it the Poison Immortal Skill, and it actually lives up to its name."

"Inner elixir!" Hong Sheng was suddenly startled, and the solemn look on his face became more serious, "No wonder when I saw you today, I felt that your complexion was completely different from before. It turned out that you had swallowed the inner elixir of a monster!"

Every word these two people spoke seemed to be more about showing off than fighting.

Jin Ling thought to himself. Then he thought of the devil worm and the pine tree, and its unformed inner elixir.
Chapter completed!