Because the head of the Yanyue Sword Sect was sucking hard.

So, with Ye Chengfeng's deliberate push.

This made the black air sharp arrow transformed by the poisonous nature of the demon dragon sank into the mouth of the head of the Yanyue Sword Sect like lightning.

And it rushed into the throat at a very fast speed.

"Well!"

The head of the Yanyue Sword Sect screamed and his whole body was shocked, as if he had been immobilized.

In just a moment, his entire ancient martial arts true energy dissipated.

"father!"

The woman in blue screamed.

"master!"

The young man in white also exclaimed and screamed.

I only saw that the magic dragon drunken black aura that was originally in Ye Chengfeng's hand suddenly appeared in the throat of the head of the Yanyue Sword Sect.

Then, go down your throat at a rapid speed.

"ah--"

In less than three seconds, the head of the Yanyue Sword Sect pinched his throat tightly.

He fell to the ground in pain, his whole body twitching.

"The Demon Dragon is drunk and attacks the heart! It's no help!"

Yao Xuexue sneered very much.

"You...you...how...can you...can't..."

The head of the Yanyue Sword Sect stared with his eyes widened, and after a few convulsions, he turned into a dead body.

Dead with your eyes open!

The black air filled his whole body.

Looking at his appearance, his whole face turned dark.

"This is called to treat the person's body with his own way."

Yao Xuexue's senior sister suddenly felt relieved.

Then, the eyes that looked at Ye Chengfeng were not sure how shocked they were.

At the same time, Mu Xiaoyu and Yao Xuexue, as well as the young man in white and the woman in blue, were also quite shocked and incredible.

You know, in their eyes, Ye Chengfeng is an ancient martial artist who has secret techniques to hide the fluctuations of the true energy of ancient martial arts.

Logically speaking, it is impossible to activate the true qi to fight back if you are poisoned by the Demon Dragon Drunken.

Otherwise, the toxicity of the demon dragon intoxicates the heart and becomes fatal.

Like the head of the Yanyue Sword Sect.

It was only a few seconds before he died.

But what about Ye Chengfeng?

Being poisoned by the Demon Dragon Drunk is not only fine, but also fighting back!

"Can he be...invincible?"

The young man in white thought in a daze.

"father!"

The woman in blue leaned over in front of the head of the Yanyue Sword Sect and shook her desperately.

Tears rush.

Then within a few seconds, she picked up the long sword on the ground and rushed towards Ye Chengfeng: "I'll kill you!"

"Bang!"

Ye Chengfeng flashed quickly and reached her side.

Then the next moment, he stretched out his feet under her feet.

He stumbled forward with a stuttering moment.

"Chew!"

Yao Xue had bloody eyes and quick hands, and raised her hand and stabbed her with a sword.

"you……"

The woman in blue looked down at the blood-storming wound in disbelief.

"I told you to poison my senior sister! Go to death! The poisonous woman!"

Yao Xue's eyes were cold and fierce, and she drew out the long sword without any slightestness, causing a bloody storm.

Bang!

He raised his foot and kicked the woman in blue out.

In just three seconds, the woman in blue disappeared.

"You...you..."

The young man in white was gasping for breath.

"The head of the Yanyue Sword Sect is dead, who dares to be arrogant?"

Ye Chengfeng suddenly shouted lightly, and frightened the young man in white and the fifteen disciples of the Yanyue Sword Sect to the spot.

Then, the disciples of the Yanyue Sword Sect abandoned their swords and fled.

Eventually, only the young man in white was left, and he was issued a certificate on the spot.

But less than a minute later, he looked at the dead woman in blue, the head of the Yanyue Sword Sect who died of poisoning, and Xu Jianxiu, who was cut off from his head.

puff!

After a few smirks, he directly stabbed into his heart with a sword.

He actually committed suicide.

"Okay, all dead."

Seeing that the matter was settled, Ye Chengfeng shook the poisonous powder from the Qihua Book and handed it to Yao Xuexue and said, "This is back to you."

"Brother Ye!"

Yao Xuexue was stunned, but did not answer.

"What are you doing? You want to give it to me?"

Ye Chengfeng asked with a giggle.

Then, I couldn't help but lean into her ear and whispered: "Are you too grateful for what I did today and want to promise me?"

"No...no! Where did you think of?"

Yao Xue's cheeks turned red, and her beautiful eyes turned straight: "Actually, I want to say that the Book of Strange Flowers...no one can interpret it anymore."

“Why?”

Ye Chengfeng's mouth widened when he heard it.

I thought to myself, could it be that Kunlun Mirror has been destroyed, right?

If this is the case, why did he take such a lot of effort to snatch it?

Wouldn't it be a waste of time?

"The Kunlun Mirror has fallen into the Jiuqu Han Tan of Shennongjia."

Yao Xuexue's senior sister explained at this time: "That is a Jedi in my Feixue Sect, and no one can enter the cold pot."

"Is it so scary?"

Ye Chengfeng suddenly laughed.

In his opinion, as long as the Kunlun Mirror is not destroyed, no matter where it is, he will be confident that he can get it back.

“Very scary.”

Yao Xuexue's senior sister nodded gently: "The water in the cold tan is very strange! The temperature is much lower than that of Han Bing, but it will not freeze! Once the ancient martial artist falls in, he will be frozen to death soon."

"And there."

Yao Xuexue agreed and said: "There are nine bends in the nine-curved Han Tan, each of which is very dangerous. Even if you can resist the strange cold in the cold Tan, it will be difficult to pass the nine-curved!"

"If I can help you find the Kunlun Mirror back, will it be any benefit?"

Ye Chengfeng asked with a giggle.
To be continued...