Yu Feishui's face was shocked and he thought of a man of evil reputation.

"You... what's behind you is..."

His voice trembled faintly: "The Poison King is helpless?"

"hey-hey……"

With a sneer, a figure slowly walked in.

Around him, a large number of disciples from the Golden Dragon Gate fell down one after another, grabbed their necks, and looked painful.

This man is short and has a pretty appearance. He is wearing a robe mixed with scarlet and green. It makes people look a little dazzling and uncomfortable at first glance.

"Yu Feishui? You have some knowledge!"

Jie Wuming's voice was like a night owl, hoarse, dry, and with a hint of chilling power.

"Old old man!"

Chu Jie, the deadly scholar, and Madam Miaohua stood behind him respectfully, with a respectful expression.

After all, this person is a Wuzong, who is better at using poison!

After all, Zhu State is just a small country. Jie Wuming is the rumored number one master of Zhu State. Because it is an evil way, he never takes any scruples to start, and is the most taboo for the people of the country.

"Senior Xie!"

Yu Feishui could only stand up, with a tangled expression on his face: "You are a long-standing person, why do you want to make things difficult for me?"

"hey-hey……"

Jie Wuming smiled: "I am currently studying toxicity recently. I heard that you have a spiritual fish king, which is the best material. Only then did you really want to move and kill these three incompetent little guys to take action..."

Speaking of this, a cold light appeared in his eyes: "But... Could it be that my old man has been in the world for a long time and has lost his reputation. Even you dare not to sell me my face?"

"What's the point?"

Yu Feishui complained secretly, and thought of the magical powers that Fang Yuan had shown before, and suddenly gritted his teeth: "But this Spirit Fish King is indeed something that the senior placed in the Golden Dragon Gate, which I can't deal with!"

"snort!"

Jie Wuming snorted coldly and stepped forward like a change of shadow.

Yu Feishui retreated violently, and suddenly a figure flashed in front of him. His blocking arms shook, and he stepped on seven or eight footprints on the ground.
Chapter completed!