"Kill her and avenge the Lord of the Pavilion!" Everyone shouted that the Nine-Level Pavilion has always been able to stand firm in the world because every generation of the Pavilion Master can be among the top ten masters in the world, and the other Pavilion Masters are not afraid to underestimate them.

Now that the leader of the Grand Pavilion, Hua Sanliu, has died, you can imagine the shock of the people in the Jiule Pavilion, everyone's eyes were full of fear and murderous intent.

Fearing Qi Zixiao's strength, but murderous intent is everywhere.

The Jiule Pavilion is famous outside. In addition to the masters of the pavilion, there is also the crazy way that the disciples in the Jiule Pavilion even want to bite the other party even if they die like mad dogs.

What's more, the empress's unstable body is something that everyone can see.

With the sound of "serious injury" and "kill", everyone rushed towards the empress with red eyes. The fastest one was not the others, but the nine-getter Lord Zhu Lang, who was obese, slow, and vibrated when walking. He took a deep breath, and his whole body gained a lot, then jumped into the air and smashed the empress with a whistling sound like a meteorite.

The empress looked up at thousands of people rushing towards her, her eyes full of coldness and murderous intent: "You are looking for death!"

However, the most urgent task is like Zhu Lang hit by a meteorite.

The empress pinched her finger and made a series of crisp sounds. She suddenly showed amazing strength and beat Hua Sanliu, who was still ranked above her, but the price she paid was also quite high.

The power that just burst out was greatly damaged inside her body. Now that the power has receded, the feeling of weakness and pain alternately spread from every part of the body to the brain.

Now that her strength has fallen to only 30% of her peak period, it takes at least one month of cultivation to recover from the damage she suffered and recover to her peak.

The pain caused by every bone and muscle in the body made her movements much slower.

Facing Zhu Lang who was smashed from the air, the empress still had no need to dodge and gritted her teeth and punched her.

"I am Qi Zixiao, how can you be underestimated?" The empress thought secretly in her heart, her eyes like a knife.

The moment the fist collided with Zhu Lang, the empress felt that Zhu Lang's body became soft, and her fist was wrapped in directly by the fat meat, and the fat meat was still trembling and removing her power.

"Bang" After the collision between the two sides, Zhu Lang bounced back into the air like a ball, and the ground under the empress's feet cracked one after another.

Another man rushed towards the Empress with a metallic luster. It was Zhong Feng, the head of the third pavilion of the Nine-Level Pavilion. He and Zhu Lang both combined the Shenwu with themselves. However, Zhong Feng was like a metal casting in his body and his sword without hurting it, while Zhu Lang was like cotton and could remove the force.

The empress and Zhong Feng collided with both fists, and another wave of air burst out when the fists were connected. Zhong Feng retreated five or six steps, while the empress retreated seven or eight steps.

This made everyone more sure that the empress was in a bad situation.

You should know that if the Empress is in its prime, even if Zhong Feng gathers the power of the Divine Martial Arts to double, it will be difficult to take Qi Zixiao's punch, but he has the upper hand at this time. From this, we can see how bad the Empress's situation is at this time.

At the same time, Shi Qingjiao appeared behind the empress like a ghost, and a pair of short swords stabbed the empress directly at the waist. The empress punched the blade with two backhands, making a sound of metal intersecting sound, and two more blood marks appeared on the empress's fist.

A long stick pointed out seven or eight stick flowers from the left, pointing directly to the key points of the empress's body.

At the same time, a sword shadow enveloped the Empress from top to bottom.

The empress had to retreat, and attacks were heard from all directions. If these people were not in her eyes when they were in full swing before, but when her strength dropped to 30%, her speed dropped a lot. The eight pavilions gathered their magic weapons and their strength increased greatly. The empress was also at a disadvantage for a moment. After taking a stick, she was brought out several blood lines by the sword shadow on her body, and grabbed a gap and rushed out of the encirclement and jumped towards the gate.

The empress had her eyebrows upside down, and her heart was like a murderous intent. If she hadn't been willing to use this poison before, she would have been left here if she didn't use it anymore.

And the antidote has not been obtained yet, so she cannot leave, and she cannot escape in panic.

"Qi Zixiao can't do it anymore. Want to run away? Stop her!" Jiang Hailiu felt relieved when he saw this situation, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

In front of the empress were many disciples of the Nine-Level Pavilion. She jumped up and wanted to cross the crowd. Twenty or thirty figures jumped up at the same time, waving various weapons in her hands.

The next moment, the twenty or thirty figures fell down like dumplings. The empress was also blocked by this and paused. Shi Qingjiao appeared behind the empress like a ghost again and cut twenty-seven times in a row, turning into a sword light.

"Get out!" The empress's face was as cold as snow. She turned around and punched her back. Both sides were about to part with a touch. Shi Qingjiao was smashed out with a muffled groan, and blood flowed from the empress's hand.

With this punch, the empress flew out several meters again, and more than a dozen figures jumped up to intercept it.

"Get out!" He shot down everyone, and at the same time he kicked one of his bodies and rushed straight to the door.

Her target was the bag hanging on the door yard. Jiang Hailiu, who was chasing him from behind, realized that there must be something strange in the bag, otherwise how could she do this?

However, it was too late for him to speak again. The empress turned over above the door yard, and the black bag had already appeared in her hands.

At the same time, a meat ball fell down like a meteorite. The empress turned around in the air and kicked it on the ball. Although she repelled Zhu Lang, she was also smashed back to the ground and was immediately surrounded by many disciples of the Jiule Pavilion.

The empress took out two small bottles from her bag and squeezed them into her mouth.

"No, stop her." When Jiang Hailiu saw this situation, he immediately thought that the empress was taking some medicine to restore her physical condition, and shouted hurriedly, but there was no time at this time, so he could only watch the empress take the medicine.

"It will take time for the medicine to work, so I will surround her." Jiang Hailiu shouted loudly and rushed over.

Not only did he think so, but everyone thought so, but no one thought that what the empress took would be the antidote to poison gas.

The empress threw the bag directly on the ground and stepped on it. All the bottles inside the bag were broken. When the empress picked the toes, the package flew into the crowd. More than a dozen people were injured by the broken glass contained therein.

A backpack of sarin poisonous gas liquid also scattered in all directions and began to evaporate in the air.

The sarin poison gas can kill an ordinary adult with only 0.5 mg. It is colorless and tasteless and very easy to evaporate. The pack of sarin carried is at least ten kilograms, which is scattered within this area, and the concentration can be imagined.
Chapter completed!