After seeing the thing in Wanshuai's hand, the Taoist priest quickly reminded him: "Don't touch it with his body!"

At this time, the Dead Sanniang took it a little more attention, but she didn't believe that Wan Shuai would use a fatal trick, so she just wanted to block the things in Wan Shuai's hand and forget it.

After throwing the mysterious thing over, Death Sanniang gently waved the handle of the sword that was not unsheathed, and blocked the thing back. But what made Death Sanniang careless was that the thing that was big with a fist was blocked back, but the smaller ones that followed were too small to stop. In order to avoid hurting the body, Death Sanniang had to catch it with another hand that did not hold the sword.

Even the Taoist priest did not expect that Wan Shuai would throw out two hidden weapons at once. The bigger one was just to confuse the opponent, and the smaller one was the weapon to truly attack the opponent.

"Disciple, don't be rude, and do not hurt Dead Sanniang!" The Taoist priest saw Dead Sanniang being trapped and was worried about being injured, so he scolded and stopped him.

Wanshuai stood there, laughed at the Taoist priest mischievously, "Master, don't worry, your disciple is not a bad person, how could he hurt his life at will?"

The Dead Sanniang felt a little embarrassed about her carelessness and was able to fall into the trap of her little brother. Fortunately, Wan Shuai was unwilling to hurt her, otherwise the thing in her hand would have caused her to lose her life at any time.

Before the death-stricken Sanniang could be glad, she suddenly felt that the palm of her hand holding that thing was surprisingly itchy, and it became more and more serious. She wanted to use a sword to cut off her itchy skin.

The Taoist priest saw the mystery and quickly ordered Wanshuai to help the deadly Sanniang solve the problem.

"I'm convinced this time. You've been hit by my itchy powder. In fact, those two things are ordinary medicinal materials and cannot hurt anyone at all. The key is that I sprinkle a little itchy powder on it. As long as it touches the skin, it will be extremely itchy." Wan Shuai opened a pack of antidotes and personally helped the deadly Sanniang relieve her difficulties.

"It's really good. You even used the secret Chen Cang strategy to paralyze your opponent. I really underestimated you just now. Although your skills are average, with your proficiency and utilization of various drugs, few masters can handle it freely."

Although the Deadly Sanniang is a little embarrassed, it feels quite fun. If you fight with a master, head-on battle will only hurt both sides. If you are good at using some drugs that will not hurt your name to assist, you can easily subdue the enemy.

"I can see that you deliberately gave in to me. In fact, with your skills, you can completely avoid the attack of the second object. You are indeed an extraordinary master. When competing with you, I am just testing the effect of the hidden weapon. I did it. Thank you for your humility and cooperation." Wan Shuai looked at Dead Sanniang mischievously and looked at Dead Sanniang's outfit curiously.

"You are very smart and will definitely be a talented person in the future. You are worthy of being the Taoist priest's disciple. I admire you very much." The Deadly Sanniang said with a smile.

"You sound very nice and your kung fu is also very good. You must be a beautiful sister, but why are you always covered in a veil?" From the eyes of Dead Sanniang, Wan Shuai explored the other side of Dead Sanniang, and his heart was filled with greater curiosity and expectation.
Chapter completed!