"what?"
"I said that when you were in the squad... you looked very strange at that time. Your eyes seemed to be looking at someone, as if you were missing, and as if... "
I was stunned.
I didn't expect to be turned against the army. Before she finished speaking, I quickly raised my hand and surrendered.
"Okay, okay, okay, I won't mention your big brother, and you don't mention me. These things... "
With her image in my heart, I sighed, "I can't tell."
"Then I won't ask."
Almost as soon as I finished speaking, Shen Yiren replied.
I looked at her in surprise, and she looked at me.
"I won't ask."
Shen Yiren showed a hearty smile: "When you want to talk, remember to invite me to drink."
I looked at her smile, stayed for a while, and suddenly made up my mind.
"Boss, I have something to do with you..."
"This is rare."
A voice that clearly did not belong to either of me interrupted me.
Shen Yiren flew to take his sword, pointed diagonally in the direction of a secret room, and said angrily.
"Who is sneaking and hiding here?"
He was even more surprised when he saw what he looked like.
"Why are you here..."
A frail old man staggered out of a room, leaning on a snake-shaped staff and smelling dangerous all over his body. There are also many compartments in this meeting room. Shen Yiren and I just stayed by the door and did not go in to explore. I didn't have any luck to search, I didn't expect him to be here.
I was surprised: "It's you, the Southern Border Poison King!"
The Poison King was slightly surprised: "Do you recognize the old man?"
I sneered and said, "Little man Zhong Ning, is Master Poison King too old and has too much brain water to pour out."
"Oh it's you!"
But instead of getting angry, he laughed.
"Hehehehe, I said when there were so many people among the ghosts. And how come a letter from the island said that there were two mice missing from Daluoshan in the Refining God Casting Club. It turned out to be hidden here, no wonder they searched everywhere. No."
The old man's wilted face wrinkled like a dead wood, revealing a strange smile that looked like a monster.
"God always treats the old man well, and sends you to the old man. It not only makes up for the face of not capturing this little girl, but also allows the old man to test the power of this dual-element poisoning technique. Two little devils, accept your fate. Bar."
Chapter 67 The Encounter of the Poison King
The hunched old man sneered, and a burst of green smoke suddenly rose from his body, with a strong stench.
"Don't really pay attention, step back."
Shen Yiren swung his long sword in the air, and his sword qi split the green smoke on both sides. The figure did not stop for a while, turned around and jumped up, and slashed Huashan with a heavy sword.
This sword startled me. I know the material of the sword in her hand, although it is considered to be fast, it is a thin-edged long sword, and Duan Duan can't be as hard as a big sword. Otherwise, the anti-shock force alone can shatter his own sword.
Although the Poison King is old, his reaction is still quick, and the horizontal stick is blocked. In terms of his decades of internal strength, he should be above Shen Yiren. What I didn't expect was that the two men faced each other, and with a bang, it was the Poison King who retreated. He retreated quickly, not as if he was forced to retreat by the power of this sword, but as if he had been hit with a heavy hammer. As if someone was helping out in the dark.
But I knew very well that there were only three of us in this room, and of course I didn't do it myself.
It is Shen Yiren's own ability to do this.
What kind of martial arts is this sword
I saw that Shen Yiren did not wait for the poison king to return, and flew to attack. Each sword is not stabbed but swiped flat, which is already beyond the scope of swordsmanship, but like an axe and a hammer. But the poison king was beaten steadily.
The Poison King was even more annoyed. He originally planned to capture the two of us in one net, but who knew that Shen Yiren's swordsmanship was bizarre, far beyond his estimation.
I watched it for a while, and finally saw the truth of this strange martial art from the flow of true qi in Boss Shen.
Shen Yiren's sword knocked back her inner strength better than her Poison King, relying not on the divine power obtained through hard work, but on the instantaneous explosive power.
I don't know the specific way of using this set of martial arts, but I know that she uses her own mental method to make her sword switch at a very high speed, from sharp to dull. The sword in his hand seemed to be able to be turned into another weapon at any time.
And her eyesight is rare. Therefore, she can see the timing of the opponent's shot, cooperate with this mental method, concentrate her strength on one point, and win with instant explosive power.
This is a method that cannot be used without insight as strong as Shen Yi. Having said that, if it wasn't for a talented genius, he wouldn't be able to create this kind of swordsmanship in a short period of time.
The Poison King retreated again and again, but aside from being surprised to see this sword technique at first, he didn't panic after that, and occasionally showed a sneer.
Shen Yiren frowned and said, "What are you laughing at?"
"Don't you know it yet? Can you see the green smoke?"
The Poison King smiled and said, "This is the most sinister type of snake venom in the world. It can freeze a person's internal organs in an instant, become stiff and numb, and die. You don't know what to do if you just keep pushing, and you've already been poisoned by snake venom."
Shen Yiren was silent, suddenly swept his sword flat, and swept his body into the arms of the Poison King. The sword fell on his chest without any scars, but instead slapped the old man out.
If the wounded Poison King could still heal himself, this sword sent shock into his body with the sword glow, and when he got up again, blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth.
"… kid, do this kind of thing. Do you think you can still live!"
The Poison King was furious, his right arm was extremely long, and he grabbed Shen Yiren's face with a palm. Shen Yiren's waist was surprisingly elastic, and he turned his head slightly to avoid it. However, a faint pink mist dissipated.
"Hehehehe! This is a poisonous scorpion produced in volcanic rocks. It is the most poisonous. How long can you live when you are attacked by cold, heat and poison. Now, can't you even lift your hands and feet?"
Shen Yiren was still silent, suddenly raised his long legs high, and kicked him in the face! The poison king was kicked and flew out. I made another sword, and this time I heard the sound of bones shattering. It's not easy to stand up again...
Shen Yiren frowned, rubbing Yurun's ear beads lightly and said.
"Since just now, you have been nagging in my ear, nagging, are you annoying? Do you want to hit or not?"
In addition to the broken ribs, the Poison King was kicked with blood on his face. Seeing that he was all ninety years old, he finally got up and shouted.
"You... why on earth are you not poisoned!"
For this question, to say that it is Boss Shen's fault, it would be a real injustice.
Because this is what I did.