"Om, well, hum..."

Even Fang Tianhao, who was observing in secret, clearly felt that his brain had turned into mush at this moment when he heard this voice.

There was a moment of blankness.

And Jiang Ziheng, who was facing the brunt, was obviously stagnant!

Wei Ya immediately spotted the opportunity. The book in her hand shook, and several rays of cold light shot into Jiang Ziheng's body.

"ah……"

Jiang Ziheng couldn't help but scream.

"court death!"

Jiang Ziheng yelled angrily, and the energy in his body was running wildly.

boom!

There was a roar, and the old monk flew backwards instantly, with blood spraying from his mouth, and he seemed to be dead.

However, Jiang Ziheng also spat out a mouthful of blood at this moment, and his energy stagnated.

At this time, Wei Ya smiled like a winner.

"You are seeking death if you still dare to practice your kung fu after being poisoned by Datura!"

puff……

Jiang Ziheng spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his face became abnormally pale.

His eyes narrowed, and his anger rose again.

But the next moment!

"puff……"

Another mouthful of blood made Jiang Ziheng's energy weak again.

"Haha...you really don't want to give up!"

"boom!"

Several silver needle-like things shot out of Jiang Ziheng's body.

Bang bang!

Wei Ya quickly escaped, but the people behind her were not so lucky.

"ah……"
Chapter completed!