"Peng!"

With a muffled sound, the two figures suddenly separated.

In the dust, the two did not hesitate at all, and rushed toward each other again.

Sun Wubing changed his palms, claws, and fingers back and forth, wiping out all kinds of exquisite skills freely, and the offensive was fierce.

In comparison.

Zu Qiu appeared calm, but pointed and made a sword, tapping and slashing from time to time, but every time he took the sword, he forced the opponent to dodge or choose to head-on.

"Grandfather." Ge Yuan stood behind Ge Lao and whispered:

"Do you think the ancestors can win?"

"Of course." Ge Lao narrowed his eyes and nodded:

"In terms of cultivation, although the surname Sun is not bad, it is nowhere near as pure and pure as the ancestor's desire for decades of cultivation."

"On martial arts, the lonely sword of the ancestors is a must. With the mountain as the ridge, the peak as the edge, and the intention, plus decades of experience in fighting in the rivers and lakes, there is no reason to lose to the other side. "

"Yeah." Li Guangran was clear, his expression relaxed.

"Father." Dong Xiaowan leaned forward:

"What do you think?"

"Martial arts, cultivation base, ancestor elders will be slightly better." Dong Xizhou's face was solemn, and instead of looking at Sun Wuyao, he fell on Sun Juexin and his eyes flashed back and forth:

"but……"

"Whether we can win is still unknown!"

The situation on the court was almost clear, he could see it, and Sun Juexin had no reason not to.

But the few people on the other side didn't change their faces, even sneered, obviously they were confident in Sun Wuyi, which also made him suspicious.

Why?

"Poison!" Mo Qiu said suddenly:

"The ancestors are poisoned!"

Everyone present, in terms of cultivation base, some are higher than him; but in terms of medical skills, the strongest is no more similar to him.

Coupled with keen perception and amazing eyesight, it was the first to find something wrong.

"Huh?" Dong Xizhou and Dong Wan'er heard the words and hurriedly looked at Zuqi.

"Not bad." At this time, Elder Zhang also noticed something was wrong:

"Sun Wuyao's palm strength contains poisonous energy, and my grandfather's complexion is different, but how can he be poisoned based on his cultivation base?"

First-class master, Zhen Qi can already condense into body protection power outside the body, isolating any foreign power.

It stands to reason that unless the cultivation level differs too much, it is impossible for someone to infuse the poisonous energy into the body. With similar strengths, even the Wandu true power of Wandu's line will not be able to do it.

And Sun Wubing, his cultivation is obviously not as good as the ancestor's request!

"What to do?" Dong Xiaowan was anxious:

"What's the matter with the ancestors? It's impossible for him not to know his own situation. Why doesn't he stop doing it?"

"He wants to win." Dong Xizhou's eyes were solemn:

"Zu Qiu wants to take down the opponent before the poisonous energy breaks out completely."

Don't ask for a nod.

"Zheng!"

Jianming suddenly flourished in the field, and Zu Qiu, who had been fighting steadily, suddenly broke out, and countless sword shadows enveloped the land.

Sword Qi stood up like a mountain, Ling Ran killed him, as if the mountains had collapsed, boldly pressing down on his opponent.

Sword style-Wanshan!

Sun Wubing's expression licked, and he suddenly drank low, the cloth on his body broke one after another, and a cloud of gray smoke came out of him.

At the same time, both hands turned, like a tota.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the hard rocky ground under Sun Wuyao's feet suddenly shattered, and his figure sank several inches, his face grim and strenuous.

the other side.

Zuqiu burst out with all his strength, and his body was also empty. He planned to take advantage of the victory, but he didn't want to shake his body. His eyes turned black and he almost fell to the ground.

"Ancestor!"

"Senior Ancestor!"

"Elder!"

The constant roaring in his ears, suddenly far and near, made his heart freeze, and his spirit was lifted, and he saw a finger point toward him.

Definitely means!

Before he could think about it, Zu Qiu desperately raised his breath, drew an arc with his right hand, and greeted him with his sword.

"Peng!"

The body shook, that is, he was actually lost to his opponent, and the whole person staggered backwards.

Sun Wubing's eyes were bright, his face was grinning, he was in a good position and not forgiving, he turned his fingers into claws and grabbed them:

"die!"

Claw Jin went straight to the heart of his throat, it was actually killing people!

"stop!"

"Stop it for me!"

Everyone in Medicine Valley changed their colors one after another, and several others jumped into the arena, their swords approaching Sun Wuxie.

"Good job!"

Sun Wubing raised his eyebrows and roared, his body shook, and the strange smoke on his body soared in an instant, like a gray dragon sweeping across the square.

As the smoke passed, all the people who rushed over shook their bodies, their eyes were dizzy, and they were too powerful.

"Dang..."

"Ding Dong!"

Even the weapons in his hand fell to the ground, and for a while, he was slaughtered.

Elder Zhang's face was abrupt, and he hurriedly shouted:

"Don't come close, he is a poisonous man, use a hidden weapon!"

Poisonous?

Back then, Sun Juexin used people to test and refine people. The methods were extremely cruel, and several people were killed. He did not expect to succeed today!

Poison people are full of poison, even breathing and blood are no exception. No wonder they can erode the strength of the ancestor's protection.

Don't be surprised.

As soon as Elder Zhang's voice fell, more than a dozen hidden weapons emerged from the crowd, and went straight to Sun Wuyao, who was about to slaughter.

"Ding...dong..."

Most hidden weapons are not threatening to him, but there are three throwing knives, but they are just right to block the way, and they are close to the key points of the joints, so he has to retreat again and again to temporarily avoid them.

There is nothing to ask for such a precise technique.

However, his offensive was mixed in with everyone, and no one noticed it. Even Sun Wuyao thought it was just a coincidence.

"call!"

The wind shook the field, and several people rushed into the field with their palms, pulling Zuqiu down one by one.

Even the sword came out of its sheath, remotely pointing to Sun Wushu.

"Heh..." Sun Juexin sneered disdainfully when he saw this.

"Junior Brother, how do you manage the Pope's disciples for so many years? You can't do it alone, just shoot together?"

Li Yin's face tightened, and he said nothing.

"It's okay." Sun Wuyao shook his head, letting the cloth strips hang on the ground, his body wrapped in poisonous smoke:

"I just don't feel like it, it's okay to go together!"

As he said, he stretched out his hand and flexed his fingers towards the crowd, sneered and disdainful.

"Wow..."

There was a big uproar in Yaogu's field, and immediately several people couldn't control their anger and stepped out of the queue.

"I come!"

Suddenly, the frosty Dong Xiaowan stepped forward, and the heavy knife behind her trembling sharply.

Although she is young, she is stronger than her ancestors.

Judging from the situation just now, under the full burst, he is sure to win the opponent within ten strokes.

"Dong Xiaowan." Sun Wubing's eyes narrowed, and his face was also solemn:

"The new issue of Qianlong Chifeng list, ranked fifth!"

"Not bad." Dong Xiaowan said:

"Are you scared?"

"Humph!" Sun Wuxian's face twitched, his eyes sullen:

"I'm about to see and see, the talents of Qianlong, Xiaofengbang, but unfortunately, today you are about to die young!"

"It's a big tone." Dong Xiaowan sneered, raising her bare hand slightly, pressing it on the scabbard on her shoulder.

There was silence in the court.

Before the two of them started, a sense of killing has spread.

"Wan'er."

At this moment, Dong Xizhou spoke suddenly, her voice erratic, full of helplessness and determination:

"return."

"Father..." Dong Xiaowan's body trembled, turning her head back inconceivably:

"I……"

Dong Xizhou's voice sank:

"I'll talk about it!"

"father!"

Dong Xiaowan stomped her feet angrily, her energy surged, and the rocky ground beneath her feet cracked silently.

"What?" Dong Xizhou's expression was gloomy:

"You want me to kneel in front of you to be obedient?"

"..."

Dong Xiaowan's beautiful eyes reddened, her wrists trembled lightly, and she looked back at Dong Xizhou for a long time before she slowly lowered her head.

Then, step by step, like a negative force, slowly withdrew, and the whole person seemed to have completely lost its vitality.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the field had different expressions.

Li Yin, Elder Ge and others sighed silently, but they were helpless.

After all, Dong Xiaowan said he was a member of the Lingsu Sect, but the exercises, martial skills, and even the pill needed for cultivation were provided by Dong Xizhou alone, almost nothing to do with the Lingsu Sect.

And one day, Dong Xiaowan will leave Yaogu, and they all know this very well.

With this shot, she can win with a high probability of her strength, and even kill the opponent, but facing a poisonous person who is covered in poison, it is difficult to escape from fear. In case of severe poison...

Dong Xiaowan was willing to take this risk, but Dong Xizhou was unwilling.

But the other people in Yaogu who didn't know what they were inside, looked extremely dissatisfied.

This elder Dong has always been withdrawn and unloved. As the elder of the sect, he has never worked for the sect. Now he is preventing his daughter from taking action, which is really in vain.

However, Sun Wushu subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the two did not do anything, Dong Xiaowan's pressure on him far exceeded Zuqiu.

He really wants to start, he is not sure!

Mo Qiu took the antidote for the ancestor to help him stabilize his injury. Then he got up and stood up thoughtfully.

The poison in Sun Wubing's body is weird. I am afraid that there are no fewer than hundreds of them. Even if he is, he would not dare to approach easily.

"Hey..." A beautiful woman sitting on the opposite side sneered:

"It turns out that this is the Lingsu Sect. I really saw it. It's a big sect, and there isn't even a person who can do it."

"Lingsu faction has never used force to fight for victory." Li Yin's eyebrows drooped and said:

"I have passed on for many years, and there has never been a top master. The reason for the establishment of the world is not relying on force."

"Junior Brother." Sun Juexin said with a cold expression:

"You are afraid that you have forgotten the ancestral precepts. The Lingsu School is a medical martial arts clan."

"The ancestors said that the Lingsu School relies on medicine as the mainstay and martial arts as the supplement, and Li will never forget." Li Yin said:

"There are strong martial arts in all generations. How prosperous was the black evil sect back then, and martial arts masters emerged in endlessly. It's better not to perish on their own?"

"Only a doctor can live forever!"

This statement is categorical.

Sun Juexin showed disdain:

"It seems that Junior Brother is quite confident about this, but over the years, he has improved along the way with medicine?"

"Don't dare." Li Yin held his hand:

"Li's talent is limited, and there is not much accomplishment, but Elder Zhang, Mo Qiu and others have contributed to the sect. There are now eight kinds of six treasures in the medicine valley, and three lost skills have been restored."

"Underneath, it is not ashamed of the ancestors!"

"Really?" Sun Juexin turned his head and looked at everyone in Medicine Valley:

"You have to be insightful."

"Tong'er." The beautiful woman just waved backwards:

"Go, try the methods of the famous doctors sent by Lingsu."

"Yes!"

One should be ~lightnovelpub.net~ stepping out from behind her.

Slender figure, animal skin short skirt, white cloth wrapped chest, like a barbarian, but with delicate skin and pretty face.

The woman glanced at the crowd and bowed her hand:

"Miao Tong'er, I don't know which famous doctor is willing to compare with me?"

"Better than medical skills?" Elder Zhang chuckled lightly, patted the armrest, and was about to stand up.

"Senior, you don't need to do it yourself." Moqiu stepped forward and said:

"I'm here."

"You..." Elder Zhang turned his head and nodded:

"Alright!"

When it comes to medical skills, although he is more famous, he also knows that Mo Qiu is no less than himself.

Let him do it, and feel relieved.