Cui Duojie looked at Huang Xiaolong's leaving figure and sneered.
"Huang Xiaolong, right?" A cold light flashed across his eyes.
Cui Li and others all looked at the direction Huang Xiaolong was leaving and did not notice anything strange about Cui Duojie.
At this time, Cui Duojie came to Cui Li and said, "Lili, I think this person's eyes are sinister. He must be a sinister and cunning person. You'd better avoid interacting with this person in the future."
Hearing this, Cui Li turned around, staring at Cui Duojie with her beautiful eyes, showing anger and rage.
Cui Duojie stopped talking when he saw this.
Not long after Huang Xiaolong left, he returned to the restaurant room. After returning to the restaurant room, Huang Xiaolong swallowed a drop of Earth Heart Buddha Milk and practiced the Sumeru Magic Skill.
Just when Huang Xiaolong was swallowing the Heart of the Earth Buddha's Milk to practice the Sumeru Magic Skill, in a secret room underground in a city not far from the Sword Emperor City, a young man wearing a black robe with a light green eyelid was looking at the kneeling man coldly. The middle-aged man in front of him.
There is a conspicuous word poison on the young man's black robe.
"You mean to say that not only did they not bring back the Cui family's two daughters from Malay, but they were also killed!" the young man said coldly.
The middle-aged man heard the murderous intent in the young man's words, his body trembled, and he quickly said: "Young Master, this was an accident. I didn't expect that someone would suddenly appear and save the two girls of the Cui family."
"Who is the other party?" the young man sneered.
"A boy named Huang Xiaolong." The middle-aged man replied respectfully: "This person knows Cui Li, and he should also come from the Snow Wind Continent."
"He came from the Snow Wind Continent." The young man said coldly: "No wonder he dares to kill even my disciples of the Poison Saint Sect without knowing whether to live or die." At this point, a tyrannical aura rose up, and layers of condensation formed on the floor of the secret room. Crushed ice, crushed ice is black.
This young man is Hu Er, the young master of Poison Saint Sect.
The middle-aged man is Qiao Liang, the elder of the Poison Saint Sect.
Hu Er looked at Qiao Liang: "Next, you know what to do without me telling you."
"Yes, I understand." Qiao Liang said respectfully: "I will capture Huang Xiaolong and bring the two girls of the Cui family to the young master."
"Back off."
"Yes, young master!"
The night passes quickly.
Huang Xiaolong practiced in the Xumi Temple for a while, and when he came out, it was already dawn.
These days, Huang Xiaolong has been practicing the ancient puppetry technique and the soul-breaking soul technique, and feels that his spiritual power has become much stronger.
Huang Xiaolong believes that in a short time, he will be able to practice his ancient puppetry to the third level.
After coming out of Xumi Temple, Qin Yang and Li Fei were already waiting for Huang Xiaolong in the restaurant. They paid the bill and left the restaurant. After a while, they left the Sword Emperor City and continued to the City of Gods.
Of course, before leaving, Huang Xiaolong added a lot of good wine to his Shura Ring.
After leaving the Sword Emperor City, the five of them chose the mountain road. When they were on their way, Huang Xiaolong did not summon his martial spirit. Even so, Huang Xiaolong was still very fast, and Qin and Yang could only barely keep up.
"It seems that I am looking for an opportunity to refine a flying sword." Huang Xiaolong thought to himself.
Huang Xiaolong has practiced the Yi Jin Jing to the twelfth position of Tail-Turn. His internal energy is more than ten times stronger than in his previous life, and he can barely fly with a sword.
When Huang Xiaolong cultivates the Yi Jin Jing to a small perfection, his Dantian will generate the innate true essence, and he will be able to fly dozens of miles in an instant with his sword.
Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong who was walking forward stopped. Seeing Huang Xiaolong stop, Qin and Yang, although they felt strange, also stopped.
Just when Qin Yang stepped forward in confusion, Huang Xiaolong suddenly turned around, looked at a deserted slope behind him, and said with a cold smile: "How long do you plan to follow me, are you still not planning to come out?"
Qin and Yang were startled.
At this time, a strange laughter sounded, and then a figure appeared from the deserted slope. The figure was wearing a black robe, and the word "Poison" on the black robe was extremely conspicuous.
"Poison Saint Sect!" Qin Yang's expression changed when he saw the visitor's clothes, and he said in shock.
It seems that he knows about the Poison Saint Sect.
Seeing Qin Yang's reaction, the visitor seemed very satisfied. He laughed strangely again, his voice was like an owl and extremely harsh. Qin and Yang, the four of them, felt as if their eardrums were being pricked by needles, making them very uncomfortable.
"This is the demonic sound of Taiyin!" At this time, Huang Xiaolong's voice sounded, and an invisible Buddha's power emanated from Huang Xiaolong's body. The four of Qin and Yang were enveloped by the Buddha's power, and the acupuncture sensation in their eardrums disappeared.
"Taiyin Demonic Sound!" The faces of Qin and Yang changed again.
In the world of martial arts, there are some fighting skills that are extremely vicious and make people's faces turn pale when they hear them. Taiyin Demonic Sound is one of them.
Taiyin Magic Sound is a sound skill fighting technique. Those who succeed in it will first have acupuncture in their eardrums, then their brain will ache and swell, and finally they will bleed from the seven orifices and die. At the time of death, the brain will feel like being pricked by thousands of needles, causing extreme pain.
When the visitor saw that Huang Xiaolong had broken his own Taiyin Demonic Sound, he was startled and looked at Huang Xiaolong in surprise: "Is this Buddha's power?!"
Generally speaking, only those who have practiced Buddhist techniques to a very high level and are recognized by the Buddhist world can have Buddhist power. In the entire martial arts world, there are not many people who have Buddhist power.
"Hey, Elder Jin, what's going on? I'll tell you, this kid is not that easy to deal with." At this time, another voice sounded, and a person appeared. It was on the orders of Hu Er, the young master of the Poison Saint Sect, that he came here Qiao Liang, the elder of the Poison Saint Sect who captured Huang Xiaolong.
Jin Zhong, the elder of Poison Saint Sect, looked ugly.
Qiao Liang looked at Huang Xiaolong, and he was actually surprised. He didn't expect that Huang Xiaolong could break the golden bell's lunar magic sound.
"No wonder you dare to kill my disciples of the Poison Saint Sect. It turns out you still have some strength." Qiao Liang's eyes turned cold: "However, for hundreds of years, anyone who kills my disciples of the Poison Saint Sect will end up with thousands of poisons piercing the intestines. His whole body was eaten away by thousands of insects and he died!”
Huang Xiaolong walked over slowly, with a calm expression on his face: "There are thousands of people who wanted to kill me, but in the end they were all killed by me."
What Huang Xiaolong said is true. Over the years, there have been countless people who wanted to kill him, but in the end they were all killed by Huang Xiaolong's Shura Blade or palm.
"Arrogant!" Jin Zhong laughed coldly, and a strange ice-blue light flashed across his eyes.
Qiao Liang clapped his hands, and then the figures flashed, and a group of black-clothed men wearing the uniforms of the Poison Saint Sect disciples appeared one after another, surrounding the five Huang Xiaolongs, as many as fifty or sixty people.
Qin and Yang looked at the Poison Saint Sect disciples around them, and their expressions changed again.
The four of them could see that these Poison Saint Sect disciples were not weak in strength. Although they were no match for the four of them in a single fight, the number of opponents was too many, more than ten times that of Huang Xiaolong and the five of them. Moreover, all the Poison Saint Sect disciples were in trouble all over their bodies. Poison, if you are not careful, you may be infected with its poison, and the consequences will be obvious.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the disciples of the Poison Saint Sect who were surrounded by heavy siege. He still had a calm expression on his face. Jin Zhong and Qiao Liang couldn't help but look at each other when they saw Huang Xiaolong's calm expression. They could see that Huang Xiaolong's calm expression was not a disguise. Could it be that Huang Xiaolong was still there? Relying on war? RS
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