The poisonous snake suddenly flew out densely, biting many swordsmen and screaming, but soon everyone found that there was nothing strange except pain. Yin Shun was the first to shout: "We drink the poison soup, these poisonous snakes are useless, so they bite it hurts."

"What do these pains count? I haven't had any pain on the road to get my feet worn out." Ying Fang said. He came from Qin to Qi and suffered a lot through the Central Plains.

"Haha, you guy is interesting." Yin Shun said, "You are by my side and I will protect you." Both of them have a strong sense of hometown, and it is amazing that they can communicate.

"Although you are strong, the swordsman still has to look at the swordsman's skills. His swordsman is very powerful and does not require protection." Ying Fang was not grateful.

Other swordsmen also found that the poisonous snake was useless and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. There were poisonous spiders and poisonous toads after the poisonous snake. They were all poisonous substances anyway. These things were the source of the poisonous gas, and the number was uncountable.

However, the swordsman who drank the detox soup was not invaded by all poisons and was not afraid of these disgusting things at all.

After continuing to go deeper, I met Jiuyi's soldiers and finally started the battle head-on.

Although the Jiuyi soldiers were large and covered with poisonous blood, their weapons were not good, and they were even using stone spears to face the iron sword swordsman, the advantage of numericality was not an inevitable condition for victory.

"Everyone keep it steady." The front army and the left and right wings had already taken the enemy, but the central army was still in the center and did not contact the enemy. Feng Shiwu told everyone not to be in trouble. The central army continued to stay in the middle, and the enemy was handed over to the swordsmen on three sides.

"Fifth!" Yin Shun laughed. The iron sword was really useful. He even split the stone spear with a sword, and even the bones were split in half.

Ying Fang is mainly a stinger. He is reluctant to use an iron sword to cut bones. Anyway, he can pierce the enemy's throat, eye sockets, and heart to kill the enemy. Why waste the durability of the sword? No matter how good the iron sword is, it cannot withstand such tossing. "Big man, you should also take care of your weapons a little. There must be a gap in the blade after you cut the tenth enemy like you."

"Haha, if you don't get enough, we Chu people are like this."

Ying Fang knew that if he said too much, he would waste his saliva. Forget it, he must take good care of the sword.

The Jiuyi soldiers rushed over, and the swordsmen also suffered a reduction in personnel, but the Central Plains swordsmen took one to ten, and one swordsman killed at least ten people.

After the Jiuyi soldiers left more than 100 corpses, the Jiuyi army had already begun to collapse. Too much death, the fighting will was disintegrated, so the first wave of attacks retreated.

Yin Shun took off the sword from his dead comrade and carried it on his back, saying, "This way, you won't be afraid of no weapons."

Seeing that the Jiuyi troops were so unreliable, Bayaozi immediately began to operate in secret: "Look at me to separate you and defeat them one by one. The Nine Poison Formation is more than that." Bayaozi pinched the magic tricks with his hands, chanted the spell, and shook the earth again.

The Nine Poison Array changed, and the poisonous gas suddenly turned into a city wall to cut three hundred swordsmen, dispersing them, and not giving them a chance to gather strength.

"Everyone keep moving forward, we meet in the center of the formation!" Feng Shiwu shouted and disappeared behind the poisonous gas wall with the front army.

The left and right wings and the central army were also separated by walls.

"The battle has only begun now." Bayaozi said proudly: "Release the ten dead soldiers."

The evil weapons pieced together by the corpse are controlled by the three high priests in the eyes of the formation and strangled the swordsman.

The right wing, Bailisha, Yin Shun and Ying Fang were the core of the first encounter with the Ten Dead Soldiers. The Ten Dead Soldiers looked ugly and were a gray-white monster. Its speed and power were completely beyond the mortals. As soon as it appeared, it quickly broke through the swordsman's formation.

Behind the Ten Dead Soldiers there was a group of Jiuyi warriors. They all used blunt weapons as weapons to advance behind the Ten Dead Soldiers. It was like the Bing Tan coordination of the Spring and Autumn Period, with the strong and ugly Ten Dead Soldiers in front and the Nine Yi warriors in the back.

"Leave this monster to me, you go and deal with the Jiuyi people." Bailisha knew that the others were not opponents of the monster, so he could only deal with it. And this time he could not let the water go, this time he could only use his right hand.

Yin Shun and Ying Fang fought with the Jiuyi Warriors. These warriors were obviously not normal. They all had bloodshot eyes, as if they had eaten poisonous mushrooms, without any pain.

"Fight the vital ones." Ying Shun saw that several comrades fell down and immediately rushed to call everyone to fight the vital ones. Only the vital ones can stop these crazy warriors.

But how can ordinary swordsmen get fatal? As long as they don’t kill their opponents in one move, the opponent’s counterattack will follow, and they will not give the swordsman a chance to regret it. The warriors use heavy stone hammers and wooden sticks, which can easily break the swordsman’s bones when swung.

At the same time, Bailisha saw the ugly and smelly ten dead soldiers rushing towards him, ready to draw swordsmanship. It was really simple to deal with such an opponent. Bailisha said lightly: "The strong winds in northwest Shanxi are smarter than you."

The strong winds change more than the Ten Dead Soldiers, but Ten Dead Soldiers can only charge in a straight line. Such a stupid opponent can solve the problem with his right hand sword drawing technique. Bailisha Short shouted, and when the enemy entered his attack range, a straight sword light appeared in front of him, and even the poisonous gas was cut off.

The Ten Dead Soldiers, who were highly anticipated by Bayaozi, were immediately killed with one move. Bailisha's right hand sword drawing technique was his real unique skill and his most powerful move.

Seeing that the ten dead soldiers were cut off, the swordsmen cheered "Use good to defeat evil", and at the same time counterattacked the enemy more violently. They quickly worked together to eliminate the warriors, but in this battle, only half of their right wing remained.

"Tighten it and keep moving forward." Just as Bailisha was about to lead the soldiers to continue setting off, a blood-red spear emerged from behind, stabbing him from the ground.

The wound was pulling, blood was flowing, Bailisha only felt his life was constantly losing, and he didn't even know who was behind him.

The swordsmen who were still cheering for victory just now looked at the Taoist priest who walked out of the poisonous gas in a daze. He was wearing a Taoist robe and seemed to be a person from the Central Plains. But why did the people in the Central Plains kill people in the Central Plains?

"Bailisha?!" Yin Shun was shocked. Although Bailisha defeated Yu Niang, Yin Shun still admired him very much. However, this guy was actually plotted against? What a miserable ending.

"A mere mortals still want to fight with immortal cultivators? You are thinking too much." The Taoist priest with a gun said disdainfully.

"Ah!" The furious Yin Shun rushed out.

But the visitor just swung his spear, and Bailisha's body hit Yin Shun like a cannonball, causing him to fall into a brief coma. When Yin Shun woke up again, the scene in front of him made him jealous. The survivor just now was only three or two kittens left.

Anger filled Yin Shun's brain, driving him to tie the sword of the dead to himself. Tighten the belt, this battle would be very difficult. Although I don't know what the opponent is, this despicable villain must die!

"Ah!" Yin Shun rushed towards the enemy with two swords in his hand.

"If I were you, I would never get up." The cultivator thought Yin Shun had been smashed to death, but he didn't expect that he was just fainted for a while.

Before he could kill all the people, Yin Shun got up again and asked for death. Since that's the case, then I'll help him: "Blood Spear." He called on the real name of the magic weapon and shot Yin Shun with a horse.

Yin Shun had forgotten life and death. He slashed out with force with his two swords, but was shattered by a long spear, and others flew backwards three feet away.

It was not enough, the comrades' swords were whispering, asking Yin Shun to use them to kill the enemy, and he could not stop. He drew two more swords from behind and continued to charge.
Chapter completed!