On this side, the ghost handprints on Mu Wushuang's right arm slowly turned dark red. It seemed that a demon with a tit-flapping claw was trapped under Mu Wushuang's flesh and was ready to climb out of Mu Wushuang's body at any time. Mu Wushuang looked at the bone-black needle on his arm being pushed out bit by bit by bit by bit by bit, and then fell to the ground quietly. Mu Wushuang took a deep breath and said silently: "It's over, the demon power is going to compete with the seal again! With Feng Yaozhen's poison, her body is really more lively than a performer!"

While Mu Wushuang was thinking about it, his right hand suddenly became a fist uncontrollably - the power in his hand was so great that he almost clenched his finger bones. Mu Wushuang looked at his right hand that was not under his control in surprise. At this time, the rest of his body was sore and weak, but his right arm with the ghost handprint was full of strength, as if the arm was about to jump out and fight with his opponent.

Mu Wushuang gritted his teeth, twisted his right arm into his arms, and found a Pili Pill in his hand with great difficulty. Mu Wushuang slowly lowered his head, swallowed the Pili Pill in his mouth and swallowed it whole. The chaotic internal breath in his body seemed to be soothed by a breeze, and the toxicity of the blue and white tidbits instantly became much weaker and soon disappeared. Mu Wushuang said silently with ecstasy joy: "It is worthy of being the spiritual medicine of Lord Plague God! It will be an immediate effect."

Mu Wushuang opened his right hand, turned his right wrist and moved his muscles. At this time, the ghost handprints had returned to their original appearance. Mu Wushuang held Juluo Sword and turned around and saw that Feng Yaozhen had already left. Mu Wushuang immediately ran to the place where Tong Tianbing and Tu Zehuang fought. He saw that Tong Tianbing's face was full of scratches, and the brocade robe on his body had been torn to pieces by Tu Zehuang, and Tu Zehuang was also in ragged clothes and messy hair, obviously not taking advantage of it.

When Mu Wushuang was wondering, he heard Feng Yaozhen say not far away: "Dao Wuren, you and Dao Wangge are really... different at all." Dao Wuren smiled faintly and picked up his arms: "She is her, I am me, why do we both want the same?" Mu Wushuang said to Tong Tianbing in a hurry: "The surname Tong... Master Tong, have you dealt with this guy?"

Tong Tianbing raised his breath and said in a muffled voice: "He has been destroyed by the Holy Aunt. Don't worry, stinky brat, how could I be defeated by such a rat!" Mu Wushuang nodded, then jumped behind Feng Yaozhen a few steps. Feng Yaozhen frowned and asked without looking back: "Why did you come here? Aren't you poisoned?!"

Mu Wushuang stared at the back of Feng Yaozhen's head and quietly raised the Juluo sword in his hand and pointed it at her: "I have divine help, your poison will naturally not do anything to me!" Feng Yaozhen took a silent breath, looked at Dao Wuren with a squint eyes and said, "Saint Aunt Miao Yue, you should know that your seat is not that stable, right?" Dao Wuren pulled his sleeve and said, "Feng Yaozhen, if you think you have the ability to sit in this Saint Aunt's seat, you can go back and ask the elders, why bother to cover up and make some small moves?"

Feng Yaozhen raised her head and laughed: "Now I am Zhong Ming and I have a meal with a tripod and jade robe. Do you still like you, the poor and hard-working Miao Yue? What a joke!" Dao Wuren rubbed his eyebrows and said: "Mrs. Tang, you are indeed out of Miaojiang. But do you think your family is living well? You are here, why don't you go home and take a look?"

Feng Yaozhen couldn't help but lower her eyebrows and looked at Dao Wuren, who looked indifferent. Dao Wuren stretched out his left hand and rubbed his thumb with a few pieces of nails. Then he said, "Feng Yaozhen, don't you think that I am the Saint Aunt Miao Yue, so useless, do you think that anyone can pass the test of the elders?" Feng Yaozhen was stunned for a moment, then stared at Dao Wuren and shook her head: "Saint Aunt, why do you say this?"

Dao Wuren smiled slightly, then stretched out his left fingers and grabbed a spotted mantis from his dense hair. The mantis quietly let Dao Wuren mention it to her. Feng Yaozhen looked at Dao Wurenxin and clamped the spotted mantis between his fingers, swallowing a mouthful of saliva in a panic. Dao Wuren tilted his head and looked at Feng Yaozhen with a smile: "Feng Yaozhen, you should know this Tu Lishi, right?"

Feng Yaozhen looked carefully at the colorful mantis, and after a while he realized that something seemed to be hooked in its front paws. Feng Yaozhen could only pretend to be calm and took a step back: "The poison I planted was easily cracked by your mantis strongman... Is this kid's talent even greater than her mother? How could it be..."

Dao Wuren interrupted Feng Yaozhen and said, "So our Dao family can be Miao Yue Shenggu, but your Feng family cannot. Haha, Aunt Feng Yaozhen, I am intrigued now. I want to see what you have to do and dare to compete with my mother for the position of Saint Aunt." As Dao Wuren put the mantis on his right arm, Bantu Mantis raised his front paws, and in a moment he swallowed Chuan Jun Gu into his mouth. After eating the poison, the mantis slowly crawled into the hair on the back of her head along Dao Wuren's arm.

Feng Yaozhen turned her head and closed her eyes and thought for a while, then asked unwillingly: "I don't understand. This poison is very hidden. How did you find it?" Dao Wuren smiled and said, "Is this difficult? My mother can still see your tricks after just one eye. My eyes are intact, and you can also see your tricks with the corners of her eyes!" Mu Wushuang lowered the Ju Luo Jian in her hand, and pointed the tip of the sword at Feng Yaozhen's back: "Feng Siming, although I have some friendship with Brother Tang, don't blame me for being ruthless now."

After Mu Wushuang said that, he did not move his body, but instead hung Ju Luojian to the ground. Feng Yao, Zhen Rumu Wushuang expected, immediately turned around and threw out a handful of poison powder. Mu Wushuang walked two steps to the left and stopped, and the poisonous mist floated towards the place where Mu Wushuang had just stood. Dao Wuren closed the corner of his mouth tightly, and immediately waved his hand. Several hidden weapons that could not be seen clearly passed by Feng Yaozhen's poison powder, and the poison powder was immediately absorbed by the hidden weapon.

Feng Yaozhen staggered back two steps, his face turned bloodless: "Living poison needle! You actually... can... treat live poison as a hidden weapon?!" Dao Wuren proudly closed the hair in his ear and said, "If you can't treat poison friends as a hidden weapon, I, Saint Miao Yue, shouldn't be." At this time, Tong Tianbing shouted loudly, and Mu Wushuang and others looked at Tong Tianbing.

Tong Tianbing held Tu Zehuang tightly in his arms, and Tu Zehuang's hands were deeply inserted into Tong Tianbing's waist. Tong Tianbing gritted his teeth and smiled miserably: "Good you Tartar monster! You forced me to this point!" Tu Zehuang's head was buried in Tong Tianbing's arms, and could only say in a muffled voice: "So you can't live today!" Tong Tianbing frowned and shouted, "I can't live today, and you are the same!"
Chapter completed!