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Chapter 1850 scarlet evil spirit

It is estimated that the yellow-haired monkey understood Old Liu's words from the calm expression. He really stopped making trouble, but focused on Wu Feng fighting with the group of old Taoists.

When Wu Feng used the Xuantian Sword Technique, he was not very strong. With one-on-one-six, he not only did not lose at all, but also defeated the old Taoists in succession. In just a cup of tea, all the old Taoists were deprived of their bodies, but they were not very injured. It was not that Wu Feng refused to take the opportunity to kill him, but that these old Taoists had no low cultivation and cooperated very closely. Whenever Wu Feng wanted to kill, the remaining few old Taoists would come up to support and resolve Wu Feng's tricks.

After this, these old Taoists could barely resist Wu Feng's sharp Xuantian sword technique for a while, but it seemed that he would not last long.

There is another reason why they can persist for so long. Wu Feng has only started practicing the Xuantian Sword Technique for a while. It can be said that he has only learned a little bit of fur to fight against the six masters of the White Lotus Sect alone. It can be seen that the exquisiteness of the Xuantian Sword Technique is that in time, if Wu Feng has mastered the Xuantian Sword Technique, its power will definitely be several times more powerful than now.

Old Liutou and the yellow-haired monkey were watching from a distance with relish. They drank a few sips of wine from time to time, and nodded repeatedly with a smile. Seeing the wonderful things, they even shouted for Wu Feng. Even the yellow-haired monkey echoed a few times with a squeaking sound.

I have to say that Wu Feng's blood is definitely the best antidote. When the fat monk ran away just now, he didn't know what kind of rare poison it was inside. Lao Liu's head sucked in a very small amount and was already poisoned. Moreover, the poison was very fierce. In a short while, black blood was left from the corner of his mouth. It can be seen that it was a very poison that hurts the five internal organs. However, I only drank a little Wu Feng's blood just now, and now I felt nothing.

Just now, Old Liu was still thinking that when the fat monk was dealing with Wu Feng who was crazy, he threw out a Buddhist bead and then exploded, and then exploded, and then exploded. At the same time, he also emitted a huge blue smoke. The smoke was also highly poisonous. Wu Feng was not poisoned and was invincible. Why were those old Taoists so good?

However, Old Liu came up with the answer quickly. It was probably because the old Taoist knew that the Buddhist beads hanging on the fat monk's neck were highly poisonous, and everyone carried the antidote on them. When the blue smoke dissipated, they swallowed them in advance to find out the medicine.

This made Lao Liu feel a little scared. If he hadn't come out with Wu Feng this time, he wouldn't have survived if he hadn't met these scums from the White Lotus Sect. Not to mention that these old Taoists have a good cultivation level, they would probably not be able to escape the last move of the poisonous Buddhist bead.

Just as he was stunning, Old Liu suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blew behind him, and a huge sense of crisis spread over him, and a piece of white-haired sweat suddenly appeared. This feeling of fear came suddenly, without any signs.
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