Chapter 278 Killing two people in a row

Zhuanxu stood aside, and when he heard the shouts, he wanted to continue to see from a distance, but his chest bulged and sunken again, as if he sighed, raising his sword and slashed vertically.

Li Shen heard the sound of sword dancing in the wind, drew his sword back, and fought with him Dingling.

"Be careful, your swordsmanship is not right."

When the small Qiankun sword was swinging in Zhuanxu, he reminded him like this.

Li Shen only understood what it said after a few moves.

Zhuanxu's sword technique is quite messy, sometimes slow or slow, and the sword intent is so mixed that it is difficult to distinguish.

Although Li Shen has learned six or seven sword techniques, when using the sword of the word "Driving", it means agility. When using the sword of the word "Diffing", it flows with the heart of killing and destroying, and there will never be a sharp sword tip and a sharp sword body.

The situation.

But the swords that lingered their heads and hid were different in speed, and the feeling from the hilt was different from the sword body and the tip of the sword.

It's like three people are controlling the same sword.

The sword technique is sharp and the dance is full of strangeness.

Li Shen had a few more swords against him, and then he found that his sword technique was similar to the other four, which was like a weird combination of the Four Proud Swords.

And so far, he has not used magic once.

It is very likely that his magical effect is very wide and it is easy to cause accidental injuries.

Li Shen moved his footsteps and took a defensive move, trying to stick to Shennong who was still performing his skills.

Zhuanxu's sword intent became more and more strange, but it was fast but not cruel. Instead, it was like waves rising and falling, and suddenly the ground was like a river running, opening and closing.

Both stabbing and slashing are quite powerful.

Shennong was surprised. He wanted to help but couldn't get in. He stood by himself, which would drag him down.

"Go and help Fuxi detoxify."

"Okay! Hold on!"

After saying that, he leaned back and avoided Li Shenlai's sword and moved closer to Fuxi.

Li Shen's sword intersected with Zhuanxu's sword, and his right hand was slightly numb. His face was delicate and pale, and his figure was as thin as the force carried on the waving blade was faintly above that of Xuanyuan.

Fuxi was unable to kneel down and was already limp to the side. He supported him with his hands, muttering something in his mouth, and made no sound.

"Wait a minute, I will use magic to attract the dispersed medicine!"

Fuxi's lips moved twice.

"What did you say?"

Xuanyuan broke off the fabric and wrapped Shaohao in wounds. When he saw this, he shouted:

"Hundred Herbs and Poison!"

They have worked together for several years, and often with just one look, they can understand the other party’s meaning and achieve cooperation.

At this time, he heard the shout that Shennong immediately turned the trick and wanted to summon the "Hundred Herbs and Poisons" defense. However, halfway through the trick, he suddenly stopped. The magic that had never been detrimental to the past was useless in front of Mr. Li, and now he has to rely on it.

Is it really feasible to come to defend?

After hesitating for a moment, he felt a slap in his spine, and he couldn't help panic, and calmed down in a flash.

He once saw Mr. Li gently hit Wang Ao. With just a slap, Wang Ao was unable to perform the trick and was killed before he could even handle it.

Shennong thought about it carefully, the reason for that situation should be that the golden light in his palm can absolutely suppress his resentment.

Something that can suppress resentment...

Mr. Li is a righteous immortal cultivator?

He held Fuxi's back, took a few steps back, and left Mr. Li's attack range.

It is likely that Haoran’s righteousness is the mortal enemy of resentment!

Everything was clear, Shennong sneered, thinking that Mr. Li was just like this.

Resentment can restrain spiritual energy, and Haoran's righteousness can suppress resentment, but I have never heard of any relationship between Haoran's righteousness and spiritual energy.

After fighting for so long, Mr. Li just used the simple movement of Haoran's righteous spirit to attach to the sword, to the soles of his feet, and used some means to forcibly instill into the body of the cultivator.

If he can use magic, why doesn't he use it?

It's obvious that he just doesn't, or the use of Haoran's righteous magic requires other conditions, just like Wang Ao and the others have to build that strange resentment bonfire.

In just a moment, Shennong made a judgment. Although it was indeed scary to kill an early-stage immortal cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage, it was just that. If he had similar conditions, he could do it.

Among the five, Shennong's accuracy in judging the situation is second only to Shaohao.

After slapping Shennong with a palm, Li Shen turned around and competed with Zhuanxu for swords. He found that the other party was calm and calm, and there was no flaw in using the sword. He was deeply impressed.

If Wan Cai and others were seriously injured, they would never be so calm.

He can only calm down.

Shennong straightened the limp Fuxi, spread his left hand flat, opened his right hand, and placed it directly above the palm of his left hand.

A small green meatball gradually formed between the two palms.

There are some grass leaves inside, and a few dead branches are inserted in the center as skeletons.

None of them can bear the therapeutic effect, but the medicinal power needs to be stimulated, relying on this form.

Fuxi stared at the green balls that were slowly getting bigger, his eyes were dissipated, and his nose was bleeding, and he brushed his miserable lips through the man.

He's about to get poisoned.

"Okay! Eat it!"

Shennong pinched his cheek with one hand, twisted his mouth, and forcibly stuffed the green balls in.

Because his muscles were about to lose function and could not swallow, he brushed his throat with his right hand and slowly moved on.

Fuxi swallowed in great pain, but the pills were still falling, and Shennong's heart gradually slowed down.

"How is it?"

With a "puff" sound, Fuxi blew blood from his mouth, the black blood was sticky, and it looked like a swamp that had been corrupted for a long time.

After vomiting blood, he rolled his eyes, his whole body fell backwards, and his head was cracked into the soil.

Because there is quite a lot of spiritual water mixed in the soil, it is soft and muddy, and when the back of the head hits, it only makes a soft and light sound.

Why is it useless...

Shennong was stunned and consumed a lot of spiritual energy to capture the medicinal power in the air.

Although I haven't taken the complete pill, it can at least delay the time of the poison, and last until the end of the matter and go back to get a new antidote.

How come it doesn't work?

He hurriedly wanted to reach out, and then, a black figure crossed over his head, and the shadow held a shiny blue light sword in his left and right hands.

His body sank suddenly, the tip of his sword was down, and his whole body was pressing on Fuxi, piercing Fuxi's heart with the weight of his whole body.

Fuxi said something, holding his right hand unwillingly, aiming at the direction of the broken "Fire Dragon Totem", then put it down and died on the spot.

"You fucking killed Fuxi!"

Shennong raised his hands to perform the surgery. The blue light sword had arrived and stabbed his right palm. Almost instantly, he stabbed his left palm.

Finally, the sword was sent into his throat.

The black grass under Li Shen's feet is long and withered, losing the support of spiritual energy, and there is no need for Fu Mo to absorb their ability.

Xuanyuan and Shaohao, who were supporting each other next to each other, heard the shout and turned around and looked red.

"Zhuanxu, what are you doing!"

Xuanyuan roared angrily.

"How can you make..."
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