"The old man's 'poison' is alive!" Yang Zhao grinned, and the boring wrinkles tightened together at this moment, "Today, the old man unknowingly poisoned you three times!"

"This old guy has a good job. Not far from the ring, one of the remaining four middle-aged people spoke, he was only dressed in ordinary people's sackcloth, Rao looked like a butcher slaughtering cattle, but the scars on his face looked frightened, adding a lot of ferocity, his arms were wrapped around a circle of thick iron chains, the source of the iron chain was firmly buckled with two giant swords on his back, these two giant swords were enough to be a person's height, the sword body was two palms wide, needless to say, you could feel the weight of a thousand catties, standing next to him could smell the iron smell on the giant sword.

"Oh, I don't know what Your Excellency 'Jin Tu' sees?" Liu Jizong sat on the throne, the swords and swords on the field were really exciting, and now Yang Zhao's methods were endless, which made him extremely contradictory-Nalan folded the wind, you must lose but don't have anything to do!

"Qiqi Wuhou, this first poison is 'smell', the second poison is 'blood', and the third poison is 'sword'!" replied Gong Xuan.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Yang Zhao's palm is indeed highly poisonous, but it only requires it to be hit to be effective, and even if you fight with someone like Nalan Feng, even if you go back and forth for a hundred times, I am afraid that you will not be able to touch the other party's hair, so the palm is just a cover-up, and the real usefulness is actually when fighting with the other party, the palm poison that has been volatilized into the air with internal qi is also the reason why the people in the audience retreat. With Yang Zhao's ability, as long as an ordinary person inhales a trace of it, it is enough to kill him, but Nalan Fengfeng seems to be unhindered, and it seems that his cultivation is indeed profound. ”

"Hmmm......"

"And the blood poison was caused by Yang Zhao after he was injured, and the rumors on the rivers and lakes are not groundless, this old poison has cultivated himself to the point that his hair is highly poisonous, not to mention blood. The moment the other party drew his sword, the blood splashed was probably done by him on purpose, no matter how good a person is, he can't not stick a drop at such a close distance, so Nalan will definitely hit the wind.

The last poison was on the falling snow, the falling snow pierced his palm, and the sword body was stained with Yang Zhao's blood, the reason why Yang Zhao said that his poison was alive was because as long as he was a person who used the weapon, he would definitely attach his own internal qi to the blade, so that they would interact with himself, so as to strive to approach the realm of 'unity of man and soldier', so the poison on the sword had already entered Nalan Zhifeng's body through the continuous circulation of internal qi.

The most important thing is that the internal qi used by the cultivator is actually the part that he can control by absorbing the five elements in the outside world, so whether it is the 'qi' that permeates at the beginning, the 'blood' that is atomized, or the 'sword' in his hand at the end, this old poison is all put into it through the coming and going of internal qi, and as long as the opponent is a person with cultivation, he will unknowingly ingest the poison into his body!"

"His poison, the python that peeps at him, the maggot that tarsus. Liu Jizong secretly admired in his heart.

"I know. In the field, Nalan stood straight and quiet, and the falling snow was put into the sheath, "But my internal qi is not absorbed from the five elements of the outside world, you still underestimate me." ”

"How...... How is it possible!" Yang Zhao's pride was shattered in an instant, he knew very little about his poisoning methods, and even if he knew, there was nothing he could do, because the internal qi in the world must rely on constant transformation with the outside world to survive. The first time Nalan Zhifeng fought him, he knew that it was shocking at all, and his words were even more terrifying.

"Look at your injuries again. ”

As soon as Yang Zhao was reminded, half of his body actually began to tremble, he felt the cold coming from his hand, but he couldn't lift it, just when he wanted to look down himself, the whole head was also frozen and couldn't move, he found that every breath he took was cold, and the eyes on the scratched half of his face burned extremely painfully and flickered brightly,

"Wow!" The audience was amazed - Yang Zhao's body began to be slowly covered with ice crystals from the center of his right hand and side face, and even the floor under him was precipulated due to the heavy cold.

"What have you done to me?" Yang Zhao finally showed his horror, he felt that he was slowly being devoured, and the internal qi in his body seemed to be frozen and could not be appropriated.

"I'm doing the same thing as you, except it seems like I'm colder. Nalan Zhifeng walked towards Yang Zhao step by step, "Old man, in order not to have too many casualties in the conference in the future, I have wronged you." ”

Yang Zhao had only one thought: he wanted to escape!

But he couldn't move at all!

"Help me!" the voice used all his strength.

Before he finished speaking, a giant sword with iron chains appeared in the air behind him, and with an unstoppable momentum, he went straight to the advancing Nalan Folding Wind.

"You can't afford to lose!" the man in the audience sneered.

An afterimage swept through the air, and before everyone could see what it was, the giant sword was struck and flipped in mid-air and plunged vertically into the ground, and Nalan Folding Wind instantly turned into a white shadow.

"No!" Liu Jizong shouted.

The giant sword fell to the ground, and half of the sword body entered the ground, setting off countless gravel stones, and the granite cast ring was actually knocked out of a deep pit.

The sound of the impact had not subsided, but everyone had already seen Nalan Zhifeng standing in front of Yang Zhao, his index and middle fingers together and pointing at Yang Zhao's eyebrows.

Before Yang Zhao could spit out the screams in his throat, an ice sculpture appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"I just froze him, and with his cultivation and your assistance, he can get out of the ice in four or five days, and after half a month, he can melt away the internal cold and return to his original state. Nalan Zhifeng said in the direction of Liu Jizong, "As for this giant sword, if you wanted to hurt me with it just now......

The snow unsheathed and lifted the greatsword, and then the tip of the sword stabbed into the center of the hilt of the greatsword with extreme accuracy, and the greatsword galloped away along the same path.

Ying Gong Xuan saw that his weapon was "returned" by Nalan Zhifeng, and he was about to catch the flying giant sword with his bare hands, but the moment he touched it, a piercing cold hit his heart from the giant sword to his heart, and Ying Gong Xuan immediately threw the chain, and the giant sword in front of him was immediately thrown to him, and once again fell from mid-air and drilled into the ground.

Jin Tu turned to check what was wrong with his greatsword, only to find that the ground centered on the sword was covered with a six-zhang wide ice surface when he came back to his senses.

"Extinct!" Ying Gong Xuan recognized Nalan Fengfeng's move at a glance.

"It seems that I still have some knowledge, so I don't need your help. Nalan turned his head and was dissatisfied with Bai Luofeng in the audience.

"What a grain of stone can do, why do you make such a big move?" Bai Luofeng muttered.

At this time, hearing Bai Luofeng's whispering, the person who had just seen the afterimage took a breath and shot down the giant sword that looked so heavy with a single stone!

Ying Gong Xuan stared at the ice and was secretly afraid, if he didn't react just now, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Although the ice surface is so far away, he still feels cold through the iron chain on the sword, and it is rumored that Nalan Zhifeng once had a style of swordsmanship to release the cold air that is better than the cold in the winter and snowy season, and it can really achieve the point of "a thousand birds fly away, and ten thousand traces are destroyed".

That is a sword "extinct"!