In fact, just the net laid by the three brothers, even if the man in Tsing Yi personally took action, it may not be easy to crack. So it's not that the three tigers of the Yin family are too weak, but that this woman who looks pitiful is too weird.

The only remaining man in the hat seemed to sense the sudden disappearance of the breath of life of the other two, and a wave of grief and indignation erupted unabashedly, and there were only two words in his crazy mind: revenge, destroy everything by any means.

The blood-covered gaze through the misty snow mist, firmly locked on the petite figure, he knew how many catties his brother had, and he did not have the impulse to kill directly, but calmly took off the hat on his head, and urged the Yuan Force of his body to the limit, and the hat suddenly turned into dozens of rapidly rotating death magic wheels, whistling like a silent meteor sweeping in all directions.

The white that fell in the sky was crushed by Husu's magic wheel, and it was not crushed, but turned into black crystals that flew in all directions. The spectators within a hundred meters were all within the attack range of these black crystals, and the scene was chaotic, and everyone hurriedly sacrificed their body protection qi shields to protect themselves or cover those who were not strong. Only the area where Lu Suifeng and the others were still flying white, without any waves.

The person who has the heart to fight for his life has no scruples, "Little, I want you to die without a whole corpse!" The person who made this voice hated it to the depths of his soul, and no one noticed that in this sad and indignant roar, an imperceptible black line floated out, wrapped in the whistling magic wheel, and shot silently towards the delicate figure.

This is the true level of the three tigers of the Yin family, his two brothers have the same strength, once they join forces against the enemy, it is really not to be underestimated. It's a pity that there is even a chance to show it, maybe it is too careless to underestimate the enemy, and I really don't put a little woman in my eyes, in short, no matter what the reason, defeat is defeat.

In the misty snow and mist, the magic wheel turned into a hat was like a rolling black cloud, and in a breath, the petite figure was drowned in the boundless black cloud. The black clouds roared and roared, like a raging beast, and a series of fried beans were heard in the air, vaguely mixed with the low impact and muffled humming of the Dao.

Wherever the black clouds passed, the stone paths along the way cracked, the debris and soil debris splashed in all directions, and the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees were scattered, as if a natural disaster had occurred.

The crowd of onlookers screamed and roared, countless figures dodged in panic, and some of them couldn't dodge, and after being stained by the scattered black clouds, they suddenly let out a terrible scream, and in an instant, their bodies quickly rotted and dissolved into a pool of thick blood.

After only a few moments, the black cloud suddenly bounced high like a balloon, rushed straight into the air, and then fell with a rapid thud.

The black clouds broke away, and the white drifting snow was still sprinkled, Feng Yi straightened his messy hair, looked indifferently at the tired figure in the snowdrift, and said lightly: "You are defeated, and you will die soon." ＂

The figure squirmed, and raised its head with all its might, its face carrying a layer of black gas, and blood oozed out of its eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.

"Huh...... Hehe, so what?" the figure coughed up blood, with a miserable but especially weird smile on his face, and gasped with difficulty: "If you fall into my Netherworld Poison, you will slowly decay and be buried for the three of my brothers." "His limbs are all gone, even his spine has been shattered, and he is still not dead from such an injury, and he can still talk and laugh, which is really amazing.

Few people know how terrible the Nether Poison is, but those who have been stained with the poisonous mist have turned into a pool of blood, and the process of decay is so desperate that even the last struggle has been completely abandoned.

"Where's the antidote, hand it over!"

The person who shouted these words was not Feng Yi, but the man in green clothes, the position where he was standing was closest to the battle circle, but the person who was poisoned was not him, but the man in black beside him, who stood up for him at the critical moment to block a trace of poisonous mist that was wafting in, and his face at this moment seemed to be coated with a thin layer of green paint, which was spreading to his chest and abdomen, if it weren't for his strong cultivation, he was afraid that he was fighting against the toxins with pure yuan power, but he was afraid that it had begun to rot.

"Antidote? hahaha...... The figure laughed wildly, and blood spurted out, and the cyan blood flowed on the body, squirming like a living thing, and it gradually stopped for a long time, which was particularly terrifying, and it made people's scalps tingle.

The figure's eyes showed a look of grief and indignation, and he said mockingly: "What are you doing as Nether Poison?"

"What is it?" Feng Yi's voice was still calm, full of curiosity.

"Yes...... Soul Eater Poisonous Worm!Huh!" The figure stared at Feng Yi with a strange feeling, and said in surprise: "You little can support it for such a long time, but it's useless, not to mention that the poisonous insect enters the blood, even if it is stained with a trace of poisonous mist, there is absolutely no possibility of resolution." ＂

He glanced at the man in black who was detoxifying on his knees, and sneered disdainfully: "It's useless, they will suck your blood, swallow your vitality, and gnaw your soul, as long as everything related to life will not be spared, you will enjoy this process slowly, right? And you hateful little will never be an exception!"

"Your mother, your sister, the woman of your family is the bitch!" Feng Yisheng blushed and scolded angrily, his chest rose and fell, and he was bitten by the other party as a little bitch, no matter how good his mood is, he can't help but be evil and foul, but think about it, you killed two brothers, what is it to scold you? ＂

"Alas!" the figure sighed, his gloomy eyes seemed to be enjoying the last light of his life, and he said unusually calmly, "How can my cultivation be limited, and I can only cultivate these poisons to such an extent. Otherwise, even if you are a cultivator at the peak of the life and death realm, you will definitely die! Well, how can you be fine?"

"You mad dog, don't hurry up and hand over the antidote!" Seeing that the face of the man in black turned from blue to black, and the yuan power on his body was also rapidly lost, the man in green ordered angrily.

"Do you think a dying dog will be coerced by you again? The figure sneered disdainfully: "The poisonous insect first devours Yuan Li, then essence blood, and then ...... ＂

"You...... The man in Tsing Yi glared at the dog that had been called and drunk by him viciously, and he wanted to break it into pieces immediately, but looking at the body that was bleeding cyan poisonous blood, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. What's more, in the face of a dying person, I really don't know what else in this world can threaten him and make him submit?

Things will develop like this, it is really not the scene that the people in Tsing Yi want to see, no one could have imagined that a delicate little woman would be able to compete with three Qiankun Realm cultivators, and what is even more incomprehensible is how she got out of the huge net that even he was not sure to break through, and ...... This is not the time to figure it out, now is to think about how to get the antidote as soon as possible?

"How are you willing to hand over the antidote?" said the man in Tsing Yi in a negotiated tone, putting down his lofty posture.

"There's only one way to save your companions. The figure looked at Feng Yi with great resentment, and said coldly: "Kill her!" Otherwise, you can only accompany my brother on the road. ＂

Hearing this, the man in Tsing Yi frowned, and then looked at the man in black whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, and the corners of his mouth gradually outlined a cold arc, this request sounds very reasonable, and he will do the same in a different place, as for how much credibility the other party's words have, he would rather believe it is true, because there is no choice.

"If you lose your word, I will destroy the entire Yin family!" The figure of the man in Tsing Yi walked out from the shade of the tree, blended into the confused snow mist, and when he reappeared, he was less than ten steps away from Feng Yi.

"Do you believe his nonsense?" Feng Yi's voice was calm, "The ant still spares his life, although his injury is very serious, it is not fatal, if there is really an antidote...... ＂

The man in Tsing Yi waved his hand, signaling that she didn't have to say any more, anyone could understand such a simple truth, but who dared to guarantee that he really had no antidote. In other words, although his injuries are not fatal, for a cultivator, decades of cultivation are worse than death. But one thing is certain, that is, his two brothers are dead, how can the murderer go unpunished.

"Don't serve me, is the girl ready?" the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi gradually turned a strange blue; "The girl can die under my "A Curtain of Spring Dream" magic skill, and it is not in vain that she has walked in this world. ＂

When the words fell, the right hand of the man in Tsing Yi shrunk in the sleeve stretched out, and the empty palm suddenly sounded a "swish" sound, and a particularly strangely shaped folding fan appeared in his hand, the whole body was pink, and when it was in the air, it was like a peacock opening the screen and scattered a piece of fan shadow, surrounded by his body, a pair of light blue eyes looked at the fan with infinite affection, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a faint smile with the same mind.

Feng Yi looked quietly into the air, and the misty flying snow turned into a pink color, as if countless petals were falling one after another, poignant to the extreme, like a spring dream.

In the haze, I saw four ladies with outstanding demeanor, with a charming smile, surrounded by a handsome and handsome son, holding a folding fan and swaying gently, extremely elegant, indescribable lingering elegance. When any woman sees this scene, her heart will be stirred with a heart flag that is difficult to hold, and her spring dreams are infinite......

"A little red in the green bushes, don't wait for the spring to be empty and melancholy!" The man in Tsing Yi turned the fan in his hand, his lips squirmed, and he whispered, and the four ladies twisted their waists at the same time, and one by one they flew towards Feng Yi like a butterfly wearing pollen, as if they wanted to untie their wide clothes and share their romantic dreams.