Phi-Fic Chapter 117: Defeat Zhuoqing
Chapter 117: Defeat Zhuoqing
Seeing the soldiers in front of them falling to the ground and dying one after another, Luo Qingyang and Yi Wenjun were both extremely shocked.
Yi Wenjun didn't dare to look at those extremely tragic things anymore, and buried his face in Ye Dingzhi's arms and said in a trembling voice:
"Brother Yun, what kind of trick is this? Why does this black mist turn soldiers into ashes when it comes into contact with them?"
"Master Wen...what on earth happened?"
Ye Dingzhi finally spoke with a serious expression:
"It's poison!"
"poison?!"
"Sure enough, the Wen family is the best at using poison. It's no wonder that he is the grandson of Wen Lin!"
Luo Qingyang murmured after hearing Ye Dingzhi's words.
Ye Dingzhi looked at Wen Yanzhao's back and said softly:
"I'm afraid there's no one in the world who is better at using poison than him!"
"I heard from Dong Jun that when he came out this time, both his uncle Wen Hujiu and his grandfather Wen Lin were very worried that he would use poison, because no one can cure his poison."
"His poison can not only kill people, but also massacre the whole city!"
Luo Qingyang was somewhat incredulous. He glanced around and found that in the entire palace, only Zhuoqing was able to resist with Xuhuai Gong. Those thousands of soldiers were either dead or escaped!
The garden, which was originally full of birdsong, flowers and lush greenery, was destroyed by Wen Yanzhao's poisonous fog. Now it is a desolate place with withered grass and dead trees!
Ye Dingzhi hugged Yi Wenjun and said leisurely:
“You may not know that if he is really forced into a desperate situation and all the poisons in his body come out, this Apocalypse City will also become a dead city!”
Hearing Ye Dingzhi's words, Luo Qingyang took a breath, his eyes trembled, and he no longer dared to underestimate Wen Yanzhao in front of him.
At this time, Zhuo Qing was surrounded by purple Qi and did not dare to be careless. He was terrified:
"We can't let him continue like this, otherwise the poison gas will spread throughout the city, and I'm afraid the entire Apocalypse City will be destroyed in his hands!"
"I never expected that I would personally take action and Ye Dingzhi would surrender, but this damned thing actually dared to rebel against the court!"
'Hateful! Hateful!'
Zhuo Qing was furious, but without any delay, he dispersed the poisonous fog around him and slapped Wen Yanzhao several times!
"Qiang!"
Wen Yanzhao's eyes flashed, and with a flash of light in his hand, the Chengying Sword came out!
"Zhuoqing, you should also keep your life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Chengying sword flew out of his hand!
"Hundred Steps Flying Sword!"
"Whoosh!"
"Crack!"
At this time, the hundred-step flying sword launched by Wen Yanzhao, whose cultivation had already reached the half-step divine travel stage, was naturally incomparable.
Before Ye Dingzhi and Luo Qingyang could see the sword shadow clearly, the protective energy in front of Zhuoqing was pierced by the sword, leaving a huge crack!
Zhuo Qing's pupils tightened. Although he couldn't see the sword, the threat of death was so real!
The sword light attached to the Chengying Sword had pierced through his clothes on his chest and was only two or three inches away from his heart!
Wen Yanzhao flew up and pointed with one hand, and the Chengying sword penetrated further. Zhuoqing felt a pain in his chest. The sword blade had cut through his skin, and the blood instantly dyed the clothes on Zhuoqing's chest red!
"Damn it, how dare you hurt me!"
Zhuo Qing roared, unleashing the Nine-Layered Void Embrace Technique. The purple-black Qi instantly sent Wen Yanzhao's Chengying Sword flying. Then he unleashed six palm strikes in quick succession!
The first three palm strikes transformed into purple-black venomous snakes, carrying an evil wind and blasting towards Wen Yanzhao, who was standing in the air. The next three palm strikes transformed into dense, fine needles, hoping to use the momentum of the previous palm strikes to severely injure Wen Yanzhao.
Wen Yanzhao stood in the air, and suddenly picked up the flying Chengying sword, followed by the six palms that made Zhuoqing famous!
"Zhuoqing, you underestimate me, Wen Yanzhao. Even if you don't use poison skills, you can't get the upper hand from me!"
"No self swordsmanship!"
Ye Dingzhi stared at Wen Yanzhao closely, but unexpectedly, without him blinking, Wen Yanzhao transformed into more than eighty identical figures!
"go with!"
Those phantoms were exactly the same as Wen Yanzhao's real body, and there was no difference in the shadows in his hands.
Zhuoqing only felt that it was overwhelming, and sword shadows were continuously slashing towards the palm wind that he had just slapped out!
"Brush brush..."
"boom!"
Zhuoqing's palm technique was very powerful, but even so, in just a moment, Wen Yanzhao chopped it into pieces and dissipated it into the air!
"Not enough! Go!"
As soon as Wen Yanzhao finished speaking, the eighty or so phantoms simultaneously sent out flying swords of a hundred steps!
Zhuoqing was somewhat desperate, his eyes were filled with the image of a sword breaking through the air!
"what!"
In order to save his life, Zhuoqing could only slap out his palms again and again, trying to block the powerful sword in front of him!
Wen Yanzhao's real body was still standing in the air, looking at Zhuoqing who was exhausted from dealing with the situation, as if he was watching a play.
Luo Qingyang couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Why is this man's swordsmanship so advanced? I have never seen such exquisite swordsmanship! What a pity, what a pity... He is just a teenager, but he can actually suppress the eunuch Zhuo Qing who is half a step away from the spiritual world!"
Ye Dingzhi sighed:
"Even if you are born with martial veins, I'm afraid you won't be able to compare with him!"
Just as the two were amazed, multiple sword energies appeared in Zhuoqing's body, and the tall ceremonial crown on his head was shattered into pieces by the sword energy!
"puff!"
Zhuoqing's body was covered with sword wounds. He tried his best to protect his vital parts from being pierced by Wen Yanzhao.
He knew he was no match for his opponent, so he mobilized his remaining internal energy and desperately fled towards the palace!
"Wen Yanzhao, just wait for me!"
Wen Yanzhao retracted all the clones of Wuwo Sword Dao and smiled contemptuously:
“You damn eunuch, go back and tell your old emperor not to use any imperial tactics against my Wen family, or I’ll massacre his Tianqi City!”
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