At this time, dozens of hidden weapons rushed out of the poisonous fog at the same time, sealing all the three plates of Qian Rendeng's upper, middle and lower plates of Qian Rendeng. Qian Rendeng was prepared for a long time, and narrowed his eyes and went sideways to avoid Dao Wangge's hidden weapon, but Qian Rendeng suddenly had an unknown premonition - indeed, as soon as he had thought, a needle-like stinging pain came from his right leg. Dao Wangge said lightly: "Ah, Mr. Qian, I have to tell you - there is a black front needle hidden in this hidden weapon, and you can't escape it if you don't see it clearly."

Although Qian Rendeng pretended to be nothing, Zhang Hong had already seen his expression strange, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth nodded: "It's really worthy of being Miao Yue Sheng Gu! He has been caught." Although Qian Rendeng knew that he had to stop the spread of toxicity in time, he did not want to show weakness in front of Zhang Hong, and only relied on internal strength to suppress the poison gas. Dao Wangge smiled and said, "As long as the black forward needle is hit, he will be paralyzed and weak. No matter how powerful your martial arts are, you will become a useless person in a moment."

Although Qian Rendeng's right leg was already unaware of it, and the numbness still spread along his waist and knees. Qian Rendeng gritted his teeth, raised his right hand and turned into a knife and slashed hard at his right leg. After slashing his palm on himself, Qian Rendeng realized that his internal strength was less than 50%. Although it broke the bones of his right leg, it was useless at all.

Dao Wangge heard the sound and walked out of the poisonous fog slowly, looking at Qian Rendeng shook his head: "Mr. Qian, now unless you cut off half of your body, you can't stop the spread of toxicity. Haha, Qian Rendeng, Qian Rendeng, you never dreamed that it would fall into my hands, right?" Qian Rendeng's eyes were wide open, and he tried his best to resist the toxicity of the black forward needle, but half of his body was no longer in control. Moreover, as most of the tendons and veins in his body became extremely numb and itchy, even the true qi could not be operated anymore.

Qian Rendeng sighed heavily, his face calmed down and said slowly: "It's really a boat capsized in the gutter! Forget it, I've been waiting for a long time anyway." Dao Wangge smiled proudly, then turned around and waved his hand to Zhang Hong: "It's boring, the second most in the world is just like this..." Dao Wangge was about to walk towards Zhang Hong, but suddenly felt his heart tightening, and then his internal organs seemed to be tightened.

Dao Wangge screamed and knelt on the ground, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. Qian Rendeng hummed and raised his chin: "Do you think you are the only one who plots against others? How about it, is my Da Qianbo curse fun?!" Although Dao Wangge wanted to beg for mercy, he couldn't say a word except for a scream. Zhang Hong looked at Qian Rendeng with a vigilant face and couldn't help but clench his right fist.

Qian Ren Deng looked at Zhang Hong with calmness and leisurely: "Zhang Hong, if it weren't for your iron beast's mouth, she would have vomited blood and died! Bitch, you're so lucky." Dao Wangge used all his strength to crawl over, raised his head and looked at Qian Ren Deng with a begging face. Qian Ren Deng sneered and spit out blood and shouted: "I want to exchange the antidote for me? Dream about you! I want you to bury Miss Aji!!"

Zhang Hong closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then a faint red light appeared on his body and said slowly: "Old Master Qian, although the gods cannot kill people casually, if they save people, it seems that they will not abuse their magic power..." Qian Rendeng frowned and stared at Zhang Hong. Zhang Hong slowly raised his sword and looked at Dao Wangge: "Break!" Dao Wangge was like he was exhausted and lay on the ground motionless in an instant.

After a while, Dao Wangge slowly supported himself with his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Qian Rendeng, your death date has arrived...": "Diet date has arrived?!" At this time, Mu Wushuang dragged Ju Luojian to the yard, "Zhang Hong, Dao Wangge, whoever of us dies is not sure!" Zhang Hong looked at Mu Wushuang excitedly, and said with a despicable smile: "Is the silence that is so, have you been squeezed out by your uncle? Haha."

Mu Wushuang changed Ju Luojian to his left hand and took a deep breath: "Zhang Hong, don't forget that I haven't cut down your hand yet!" Zhang Hong stretched out his right palm toward Mu Wushuang and said provocatively: "In the words of Mr. Qian, my hand is here. If you have the ability, come and take it!" Mu Wushuang's mouth smiled, then rushed to Zhang Hong a few steps, and swung Ju Luojian and smashed it to Zhang Hong's head.

Seeing Mu Wushuang coming in a fierce manner, Zhang Hong could only hide aside first. Mu Wushuang smashed the bluestone slab on the ground with a sword, and then clenched the hilt with a long breath: "It's been a long time since this happened." Zhang Hong glanced at the stone slab that was split into pieces and asked with a vigilant face: "Aren't you pulled out your internal force by Lord Li Nan? You recover so quickly?" Mu Wushuang glanced at Zhang Hong and said to the falling sword: "Who told you that I used internal force, isn't brute force?"

Zhang Xinyun started to chant internally and silently said in his heart: "Although this kid is thin, he is indeed quite strong, and he is holding a Ju Luo Jian in his hand... No, he is still careless." Thinking of Zhang Hong lowering his waist and posing as an Ice Soul Palm. Mu Wushuang had no internal strength to support him, so he could only use the Pingtian Four Town Swords of Jiujian Pavilion and swayed the sword to stab Zhang Hong's shoulder. Zhang Hong was afraid of the sharpness of Ju Luo Jian, so he could only hide aside and observe Mu Wushuang's routine as Qin Weiying.

After Mu Wushuang forced Zhang Hong to open, he hurriedly looked up at Dao Wangge who was standing next to him silently healing his wounds. However, Zhang Hong had already slapped Mu Wushuang's left flank while Mu Wushuang was distracted. Mu Wushuang felt cold when he saw Zhang Hong's right palm attacking him with cold mist. However, at the critical moment, Mu Wushuang's right leg kicked Zhang Hong's left hip in a devilish way. Zhang Hong did not expect Mu Wushuang to suddenly fight back, and he couldn't dodge and caused a severe pain in his waist. Bingpo Ming Palm also stopped half a foot in front of Mu Wushuang.

Mu Wushuang then came to his senses and knew that it was his physical instinct that helped him clear the siege. Zhang Hong failed to hit Mu Wushuang's left rib with one move, and immediately resamped Mu Wushuang's right leg with his palm. Mu Wushuang hurriedly pressed Zhang Hong's wrist with his knees. At this time, less than 30% of Zhang Hong's palm power was left on Mu Wushuang's leg. Even so, Mu Wushuang felt that his right leg seemed to be broken.

The two of them looked at each other again, Mu Wushuang slowly turned his knees, and Zhang Hong also rubbed his left hips and said, "I'll avoid you this time, but I won't do it next time." Mu Wushuang chuckled and said, "I just waved a little bit and kicked you into the inner supervisor!" Zhang Hong was not angry when he heard this, but smiled and nodded: "Then I can get an extra salary." Mu Wushuang failed to provoke, so he naturally understood that with his current situation, he could only hold Zhang Hong at most, and wanted to defeat him no less than the sky...
Chapter completed!