The turbid purple poisonous mist slowly dissipated, and the blue sky and white clouds that were hidden by it finally appeared.

The king's hegemony maintained the momentum of holding the sword, and his body was suspended under the sky, with his belt floating, like a lonely peerless swordsman and a graceful turbid young master!

But the Wang Quan Sword, which was tightly held in the palm of his hand, suddenly made a "crack" sound, like crisp ceramics, followed by cracks.

In the end, it was broken down into many pieces of fragments in full view of the public, and the process of falling was turned into ashes and disappeared.

Look at it, there is only one sword hilt left, lonely!

Because of the smiling mask, I don’t know the expression of the royal power and hegemony at this time, but it is not difficult to guess that it is extremely bad.

"The name of the Poison King is well-deserved. I admire him, but today I lost to you, not the sword of heaven and earth."

Finally, the king's kingdom slowly spoke with no turbulence.

"It's really awesome for the younger generation, but it's a fact that you kill my favorite general, Poison Master. For the sake of the sword of heaven and earth, I won't kill you today." Huandu Qingtian said.

"Thank you, senior." Wang Quanbaye said with a punch, and he was too lazy to explain the matter of Poison Master at this time.

"Don't be too happy too early. Although I won't kill you, you have to leave something behind. Otherwise, if this matter spreads in the future, what's the reputation and majesty of my southern country?" Huandu Qingtian said.

"What do you want senior Poison King to leave behind?" Wang Quanbaye said, his tone gradually getting colder.

"One hand or one leg. You can choose for yourself. Don't worry! My poison will not make you feel a little pain." Huandu Qingtian said.

"Police King, you know this is impossible!" said the king's fortune.

"I have given you the opportunity. If you refuse, then you should know that there is more than one hand and one leg is that simple." Huandu Qingtian said calmly.

The momentum and murderous aura from the Thousand-year-old Demon King burst out completely without reservation at this time.

It was obvious that nothing happened, but it made people feel depressed and the heart was uncomfortable, and it seemed that even the flow of air became slow.

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Wang Quan, your matter has come to an end for the time being. Take the two girls from Dongfang first, and leave here for me."

Ye Fan's voice came slowly, lightly breaking the oppression of the Poison King's aura.

"But, Brother Ye?" Wang Quanbaye asked hesitantly.

"You can leave with confidence, he will not stop you." Ye Fan said.

"But, you..." The king's hegemony wanted to say something, but Ye Fan was roughly interrupted.

"Don't get in the way, the battle below is no longer yours. Don't forget that you had fought one before. The rest is mine!"

At this time, Ye Fan, who was facing away from the royal power and hegemony, slowly took out the ancestor Duansheng and was ready to face the battle.

"Take care of yourself!"

The royal power and hegemony solemnly bowed, with a complex expression and constantly changing. Finally, he took a few people away quickly.

"Don't run!" The little loli Huandu Luolan roared into the sky.

"Xiao Luolan, don't chase after him." Huandu Qingtian said that he stopped his daughter. He looked at the person in front of him with a serious expression and couldn't help but ask, "Who are you? In my impression, it seems that the human race is not as good as you, and the feeling I give me is completely different from what I have been in contact with in the past."

"Ye Fan, just an unknown person. First of all, thank you for letting my friends go." Ye Fan smiled.

"With you here, I can't stop you even if I want to. But I don't believe it if you say you are an unknown person." Huandu Qingtian said.

"Then the poison king, you should restore your demonic power. I don't want to take advantage of you."

"Although the boy of the Wang Quan family realized the sword intent of Wang Quan at a young age, his cultivation was shallow and he could not exert his maximum power. I only used three or four levels of power to try the big deal. This little bit of demonic power was not a big deal." Huandu Qingtian said.

"Oh, since that's the case, can we start?" Ye Fan said.

At the same time, the red Susanthemum covered the outer periphery of its body all the time, blocking the invasion of the poisonous body of the poison king. This is a silent confrontation.

It seems that Huandu’s Ten Thousand Poison Body is stronger, or Susan’s strongest defense rather than a false reputation.

"I'm afraid it's not your purpose to compete with me, let's talk about your true intentions."

Huandu Qingtian took back the demonic fog of the poisonous body, and a trace of light flashed through his turbid eyes. He took out a cigarette from somewhere and put it in his mouth and started smoking.

Seeing this, Ye Fan did not mean to be lazy and still did not have to be in a state of outerwear.

"The Poison King's eyes are so vicious, so I won't hide it. As you can see, I am also a sword cultivator. But as a sword cultivator, I have not understood the sword heart, so..." Ye Fan replied truthfully.

"So you want to use the threat of my ten thousand poisonous bodies to help you put pressure on me and want to feel the truth between life and death." Huandu Qingtian said, and at the same time, he spit out a gray smoke ring from his mouth.

"There are countless sword cultivators in the human race, and there are very few who have understood the sword heart except Wang Quan's family.

Not to mention the deep and difficult-to-resolve feud between the two tribes of shemale, why should I help an opponent who is similar to me, or someone who can be called an enemy to improve my strength?

Your name is Ye Fan, right? Why do you think I will help you?"

Huandu Qingtian stared at Ye Fan and questioned, with a deep aura, like an abyss and a sea.

Ye Fan didn't say anything, but his eyes were also staring at Huan Du Qingtian, without any timidity.

The two of them had a clash between heaven and man, and the silence seemed to be more sound, and no one was willing to lower himself.

After more than ten breaths, Huan Duo Qingtian turned his head away and his face was not very good-looking.

So he took a sip of poisonous smoke and slowly vomited it out, and his expression finally recovered.

"This human being is so evil! I can't scare him even though I have been in a state of mind for thousands of years." Huandu Qingtian's eyes were unstable, and he lost the confrontation just now.

Even he himself doesn't understand why this is happening?

"I can help you, but you must remove this turtle shell. If you want to break through life and death, it is not so easy. How can you not pay a little price?" Huandu Qingtian said.

After hearing what the Poison King said, Ye Fan's face was a little hesitant. The tortoise shell that Huandu Qingtian mentioned was naturally the flame Susan that was draped outside. You should know that Susan is the only way to resist the body of all poisons.

"What's wrong, regret it. There is nothing in the world that can enjoy it for no reason." Huandu Qingtian sneered.

"Yes, there are always times in life where you need to make a choice." Ye Fan sighed lightly, remembering the past, and finally showed a firm look in his eyes.

In order to survive better, he must become stronger and go further.

After saying that, he withdrew his last defense without hesitation.

"Police King, I hope you don't let me down!" Ye Fan said.

"Haha, you are the first one to dare to use your flesh and blood to fight against the body of my ten thousand poisons. Now I appreciate you a little. In order to show my respect for you, I use twelve points of demonic power to the body of my ten thousand poisons. If you can't catch it, you will die!"

Huan Duo roared and roared, and his eyes were filled with purple light!

"The body of all poisons!"

After saying that, the whole person "bang" and turned into endless purple poisonous mist, truly covering the sky that is ten miles away.

With such movement, the world is fading!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!