The taste of being chased is really bad. As a thorough adventurer, Hundred Poisons always like to do unexpected things that seem incredible, such as being a mouse that teases a cat.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, Hundred Poison Envoy’s behavior is undoubtedly to kill him, using his exhausted body to challenge dozens of jianghu masters. There are also Tang Sect leaders. Not to mention the Hundred Poison Envoy at this moment, even if he is given three heads and six arms. It's super long play, how can he succeed
But he succeeded. It seems that all the masters of this team are acting around him. There is no clear or hidden whistle or lurking whistle, no guards, or even people who are awake. Everyone slept around and the bonfire was burning, especially The dazzling.
To be able to fascinate so many people at the same time, it is necessary to use the condensed but not scattered Daigoxiang. With the antidote in his mouth, Hundred Poison made a tiptoe out of the forest. Although there were no people standing or sitting at the scene, the actions of the Hundred Poison Envoy were still very light, which seemed to be a kind of liking, or, in other words, an occupational disease. The method of poisoning is the same as the way of harassing the large army at the beginning. Blowing the medicated moxibustion into the fire with a blower, the rest is waiting, waiting for everyone to lose consciousness, and then harvest the heads by themselves.
Of course, as a master of poison, a hundred poison ambassadors do not like scenes of blood flow. In his view, death is an art, and he is undoubtedly the apostle of this advanced art. He must know how to create, appreciate, and strive for excellence. . He doesn't like to use the same poison to take everyone's lives. The 27 deadly poisons on his body are all his paintbrushes. He wants to complete a brilliant masterpiece.
Every piece of Green Silkworm Gu, Sweet Potato Sprout, Five Poison Powder, Seven Star Begonia is his masterpiece, and every piece is a sharp weapon for killing. But the Hundred Poison Envoy hadn't moved yet, and he hadn't killed a single person. He was looking for, looking for the charming Tang Sect master.
She must be in a corner, falling asleep with her arms folded, she may still be smiling, but it is a pity that she will never see the sun tomorrow. Where is she? Where is it? Where is it? The Hundred Poison Envoy carefully checked everyone's face. There was no trace of disguise, and there was no one on the tree branch. Where is it
He is not poisoned! A flash of lightning flashed across Hundred Poison's mind, and when he raised his head, it happened to match Tang Meng's cold expression. Sure enough, this is a trap, in other words, I am still too naive. No matter how many people fell to the ground and poisoned, as long as she was still awake, she had no chance of winning.
"It's impossible to lie to me twice by the same method." Tang Meng held the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle in his hand, keeping a certain distance from the Poison Envoy. Come. Now it seems that my worry is correct." Tang Mengli lit up the silver needle in his hand, "You lost."
Everyone believes that the rainstorm pear flower needle is a hidden weapon that is fired by a mechanism. Yes, the rainstorm pear flower needle of Tangmen is always available in a cylindrical box shape. When the mechanism is pressed, thousands of silver needles shoot out. It's hard to guard against. But the world didn't know that the Tang Sect masters also used Rainstorm Pear Flower Needles, packed in bulk, because their hands were faster than the mechanism and had a more difficult angle. Tang Mengli was the fourth Tang Clan's elite who was able to shoot rainstorm pear needles with his hands in a hundred years, even his father couldn't do it.
"Girl Tang is so skillful, if I remember correctly, the rivers and lakes can shoot the rain pear flower needle with my hand, I am afraid it is the girl alone." Baidu made his face pale, and the silver needle in this hand really gave him a head. He is not a guy willing to accept his fate, no matter how big the hope is, he is ready to fight.
"Huh, don't you surrender if you know it?" A casual smile flashed across Miss Tang's face. That's right, she did have the capital to be proud. But the guy in front of him didn't seem to cooperate. The answer to himself was the sky full of money darts. Of course, a full sky of flowers and rain would not make it into Tang Meng's magic eye. Using a silver needle to hit the money darts is not a vain technique. .
Relying on a surprisingly hard-to-obtain first mover, Hundred Poison Envoy leaped and fled three feet, constantly changing the direction of advancement. The threat of death has stimulated his full potential. He must continue to jump, which may be able to avoid Tang. An unpredictable hidden weapon.
"Want to fight a guerrilla? Grandma will accompany you!" Tang Mengli snorted, rubbing his body and chasing after him. The bleak green on the pierced nails was clearly poisonous.
The Hundred Poison Envoy did not move fast. The Hundred Thousand Mountains was his home ground. Every big tree, every vine, even every tree stump, and even every shallow pit was his cover and a barrier. In contrast, Shiwan Dashan seemed to be a shallow pool of mud. Although it could not stop Tang Meng's footsteps, it was a little bit overdrawn from her precious physical energy. The penetrating nail in his hand was already soaked, but until now, Tang Meng didn't even have a decent chance.
Even so, because while trying to guard against the hidden weapons in Tang Meng, while searching for the road in the dark, the distance between the two people did not grow further. The path of the Hundred Poison Envoy was not straight, and it was very complicated. It seemed that some of them were turning back, but Tang Mengli did not notice this. She only pursued one of them, because she believed that, no matter what, the gap between the two Always exist, you will always win.
Hundred Poison Envoy's footsteps suddenly slowed down. Could it be that his energy is about to run out? Or was he injured in the escape just now? Anyway, Tang Mengli was getting closer and closer, and finally in front of a big tree, Hundred Poison Envoy stopped.
"Hmph, I finally caught up to you. You're going to run again, girl, I'm a long-distance runner." Tang Mengli panted slightly, the bone nail in his hand was unambiguous, and he was always on high alert.
"I admire him for this endurance. I can't do it. I'm relatively homeless recently and lack exercise." Hundred Poison Envoy bent over and panted obviously, but when he looked up, Tang Mengli suddenly became a little alert and took a step back. . "But in this way, it's almost complete."
The Hundred Poison Envoy smiled and pushed the big tree in front of him. He was originally standing by the tree. At this moment, he seemed to have moved a step back. From Tang Mengli's point of view, he was behind the tree. "Why, are you still going to push the big tree to hit me?" But as soon as Tang Mengli's words were spoken, she saw an incredible scene. Just now, the big tree was really pushed by the Hundred Poison Envoy and turned towards me without warning. I smashed it by myself, this is too ridiculous!