Sword Master Hong Sheng was one of the four people with the highest cultivation level in the Northern Jin Kingdom, and was known as the Sword Master of the Northern Jin Dynasty.

He is the most loyal guardian of the Shang Dynasty and a royal servant respected by everyone. In the past, he always lived in the inner courtyard of the royal family and remained secluded. He would never take action until the royal family was in crisis. This time, it was also because Jin Ling went to support Shang Zhen.

Only by treating the poison for the last time will we protect each other.

Unexpectedly, the person coming against him turned out to be Yan Kun. An old acquaintance who was on par with him in terms of cultivation and strength, the Poison Master Yan Kun.

This battle was really brutal. Yan Kun was seriously injured under the rain of his Canghu Sword and was dying. And he was also poisoned by the opponent's poison and was wounded by the staff. It seemed that there was no cure.

It turns out that I and the other party still have sympathy for each other. I thought that it would be very difficult for a small kingdom like the Northern Jin Dynasty to produce a high-level immortal. I was very measured in my actions and could not bear to deal with heavy blows. Who would have thought that people do not harm tigers, but tigers harm people's hearts.

When the matter has reached this level, there is no need to worry about anything anymore. Even if I fight to the death, I must find a way to deal with this old poisonous creature and his companions before he dies, so as to keep Her Royal Highness the Princess and that boy safe.

Therefore, he used his last strength to deal with Tang Fen, and ordered Liu Zhong to step forward and kill Yan Kun.

In Liu Zhong's mind, he has always been a god-like existence. Therefore, the latter took the heavy iron rod and ran towards the place where Yan Kun was.

Poison Lord is still leaning on the poison staff, half-kneeling on the ground. Even moving his body is difficult. The blood flowing from the wound has stained most of his body red. It seems that no matter who makes the previous move at this time,

If you do this, you will be able to deal with him.

The death of Tang Fen caused the people in black who were traveling with him to panic. They were all dead soldiers raised by the Nanwang Mansion. In fact, they only recognized Tang Fen as the commander. Usually, they only heard of Poison Master's name but never met him.

Who will risk their lives to save him at this time?

I don’t have that kind of friendship, and I don’t have that level of friendship.

Therefore, at this time, no one remembered to step forward and stop Liu Zhong.

Soon after, Liu Zhong was less than ten feet away from Du Zun. It seemed that he could smash Du Zun's head to pieces just by swinging the heavy iron bar and hitting it on the head.

Do you want to personally deal with one of the four strongest men in the kingdom?

Thinking of this, Liu Zhong's hands actually trembled a little.

At this time, his vision suddenly became blurry. He saw that the body of Poison Master was once again shrouded in a green poisonous mist, and the scope of the poisonous mist began to slowly expand.

"Don't hesitate, take action quickly!" Hong Sheng shouted again, his voice was hoarse, the body below the neck became dark, and the corrosion of the body became more severe.

Liu Zhong gritted his teeth and swung the heavy iron rod, but suddenly he felt dizzy and his body swayed. The tragic scene of his father being beaten to death in the street when he was young appeared in front of him. This tragic scene had been buried deep in his heart for many years. At this moment,

His heart arose from the bottom of his heart, making him feel like he had been hit hard.

He was stunned on the spot, his mind was agitated, and he couldn't help but take a big breath. This time was not long, only a few breaths. But during this time, the poisonous master's body was completely hidden in the poisonous mist. He could not move,

But he can also be like Hong Sheng, using his last bit of immortal power to stir up the poisonous fog and gain his last chance of survival.

There is no room for hesitation among masters when fighting each other, let alone an opponent who is stronger than themselves.

Liu Zhong hesitated, took a few breaths of poisonous mist to enter his body, and encountered an illusion created by the venom of the phantom snake. This completely gave Poison Master an opportunity to take advantage of.

A large amount of poisonous mist got into his mouth and nose, eroding his body hotly, then went down his throat and entered his belly.

The pain caused Liu Zhong's expression to change drastically. At this time, he had not yet fully recovered from the illusion. He was so confused that he didn't even know the direction and went straight into the depths of the poisonous mist.

Then, he fell down and fell in front of Du Zun in pain, clutching his throat, roaring and struggling, and his face began to turn black.

"You alone are worthy of killing me?" Du Zun looked proud.

Liu Zhong fell into the poisonous mist, and the situation outside the poisonous mist was also at a stalemate. The main strong men on both sides fell, and no one dared to take action without permission.

The air seemed to be stagnant, and it was extremely quiet.

The silence only lasted for a moment, and soon the sound of footsteps came from the bamboo forest, and then a young man's surprised voice came out: "Where can there be such a heavy fog in broad daylight? The young master almost hit the bamboo.

!What does this smell like? It doesn’t smell good, it doesn’t smell good!”

"Ghost Heart Technique, Condensing Mist into Ice!"

As this voice came, a sudden chill drifted through the air, and it was so cold that people couldn't help but shiver.

Then everyone stared, and saw patches of green poisonous mist, suddenly condensing into small blue ice particles in mid-air, and then falling straight down, like a hail rain. With this hail rain,

The poisonous mist in the air has basically disappeared.

A young man, carrying a black sword on his back, walked out of the bamboo forest and walked right in front of Poison Lord.

Seeing him, Du Zun looked like he had seen a ghost: "You, you're not dead? Where are Liu Cheng'en and the others?" Not only was this kid not dead, but he didn't have any scars on his body.

"I'm not dead, they are the ones who will die." Jin Ling said calmly. He saw the situation clearly at a glance, and saw that both Hong and Yan were injured, Liu Zhong was unconscious, and Tang Fen's head was in a different place.

Very surprised.

"Jin Ling, you're okay, that's great!" Shang Ran walked over carefully.

"Boy, can you still do it?" Hong Sheng's voice came over, "If you can do it, kill the old poisonous guy. Today, we can't let him leave alive. He already knows my biggest trump card. With time, he recovers, and I

Not his match."

"Okay." Jin Ling agreed obediently. Poison Lord's strength is too terrifying, and he doesn't want to have such an enemy in the future. Enemies, especially powerful enemies, naturally the fewer the better, kill one first if you can kill one

.

He faced the Poison Master and did not dare to get close, fearing that his opponent might have some back-up moves. He began to activate the chill of the Ghost Heart Technique again, preparing to see if he could freeze the Poison Master and kill him with one more blow.

"Stop." A black smoke-like shadow came from a high place and landed in front of Du Zun. This man wore a ghost mask and a black robe, and exuded a powerful aura.

"National Master?" Jin Ling and Shang Ran couldn't help shouting.

The person who came turned out to be the Imperial Master. I don’t know when he came, whether he had just arrived, or whether he had been watching from the side.

"This man cannot be killed," the Imperial Master said.

"Master, why can't we kill him? He harbors evil intentions. If he recovers in the future, he will definitely take revenge. He is a strong hand who uses poison, and it is difficult for us to deal with him." Shang Ran said.

The Imperial Master sighed: "The strong men of the Northern Jin Kingdom are withering away, and it is not easy to produce a high-level immortal. Although Yan Kun has different political views from you and the objects of support are also different, when the Northern Jin Kingdom is in trouble and fighting, he will still fight for the kingdom.

Come forward. On the contrary, the same is true for Hong Zongfeng. Both of you will suffer losses. If you all die here, where will the safety of the Northern Jin Kingdom be put? "

Shang Ran and others didn't know how to respond to this.
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