"What's wrong? Can't I attack him?"

Ning Chuan was still arrogant, holding his neck and shouting angrily.

"Good thing, you dare to talk back!"

The Hui generation warrior monk was furious, and with a swish, he threw himself at Ning Chuan. The muscles on his palms appeared and veins popped out, and he came up to grab Ning Chuan's shoulders.

Ning Chuan quickly backed up and ran towards Monk Xuanxin, shouting, "Uncle, help me!"

"Enough!"

Monk Xuanxin's face darkened and he shouted coldly.

The wise monk stopped immediately and honestly did not dare to take action anymore.

"You still don't think it's chaotic enough, do you?"

Monk Xuanxin said in a cold tone, "If anyone dares to mess around again, I will kill him personally!"

"Yes, uncle!"

The wise monk immediately spoke honestly.

"You too, go back!"

Monk Xuanxin looked at Ningchuan coldly.

Ning Chuan quickly returned and sat back down in his original position.

"Third uncle, do you want to take action? Don't hesitate. If you are discovered again, you will be in trouble."

"Yes, Third Uncle, let's do it."

"Once the head of the family asks, we will say that we were ambushed on the way and they were all killed..."

…

The seven evil cultivators were still secretly transmitting messages to encourage Monk Xuanxin.

Monk Xuanxin's eyes narrowed and became colder and colder. Just when he finally made his decision, suddenly, several monks in the crowd screamed and immediately fell to the ground without any warning, their limbs twitching.

It's like a broken bone.

Not only that.

Even the former Hui generation monk's face suddenly changed. He felt dizzy, his limbs were weak, and he hurriedly shouted in fear, "No, it's poisonous..."

thump!

He threw himself to the ground violently.

Many monks from all directions were shocked, and then several others just stood up and fell to the ground.

Ning Chuan did the same thing. He yelled and fell to the ground.

Monk Xuanxin and the seven evil cultivators around him all stared and stood up suddenly.

"not good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the seven evil cultivators beside Monk Xuanxin also directly felt the world spinning, their limbs were sore and weak, and they could not move a trace of strength.

Their hearts were cold and terrified.

"This rabbit meat is poisonous!"

Plop! Plop! Plop!

The seven evil cultivators of the Hui generation immediately threw themselves down and lay on the ground, their bodies twitching and terrified.

Only Monk Xuanxin, with his profound skills, was able to suppress the poison for a short period of time.

But even so, he was swaying and his body was weak.

The scene in front of him directly shocked him.

Monk Xuanxin didn't even think about it. He turned around and ran away. He didn't even care about the seven nephews around him. He staggered and fled into the distance.

The few remaining monks who were not poisoned were all frightened.

"Mom!"

They screamed and hurriedly fled for their lives with Monk Xiang Xuanxin.

This group of people only thought that the masters of the Martial Alliance were surrounding them and poisoned them. Their minds were so confused that they no longer dared to think too much and only wanted to escape with Monk Xuanxin.

Ning Chuan, who was lying on the ground, saw Monk Xuanxin and others trying to escape. He quickly weighed his thoughts, and sure enough, he grabbed a handful of gravel and threw it towards the group of people.

Once these gravels are thrown out, they all look like bullets.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Bang bang bang bang!

The monks of the Jie generation who were not poisoned were hit one after another, screamed in agony, spurted out blood, and flew straight away.

Monk Xuanxin, who was stumbling for his life, quickly looked back, his eyes were splitting, he was shocked and angry.

"It's you!"

He couldn't believe it.

Is this little monk crazy?

Dare he poison himself?

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Ning Chuan grabbed a handful of stones again and threw them towards Monk Xuanxin.

Monk Xuanxin was furious, suppressed the poison with force, waved his sleeves and swept away all the gravel. Suddenly, all the gravel was swept away by him, spinning around in front of him, and then flew towards Ningchuan at a faster speed.

Ning Chuan's expression changed and he quickly dodged.

Bang bang bang bang…

The stones fired by Monk Xuanxin were undoubtedly stronger than those he sent out.

Because it contains extremely pure internal energy.

The gravels shot out one after another, breaking tree trunks as thick as the mouth of a bowl on the spot. The debris flew and made a clicking sound. If it hit a human body, it would definitely cause the person's flesh and blood to collapse instantly.

However, Monk Xuanxin was already poisoned, so when he used his martial arts force, the poison in his body immediately backfired even more violently, causing him to lose his footing and almost stop standing.

He was horrified and knew that he could no longer run away. If he continued to run, the poison would attack his heart and he would definitely die.

Thinking of this, Monk Xuanxin hurriedly sat down cross-legged, raised his palm, slapped it hard towards the center of his eyebrows, opened his mouth and spat out a blood-colored bead the size of a fingernail.

As soon as the bead came out, it suddenly bloomed with light and enveloped his body, as if forming a blood-colored cover, covering his body firmly.

Monk Xuanxin was inside the mask, and quickly sealed the acupuncture points, guarding the Dantian, and began to use his skills to fully exorcise the poison.

Ning Chuan's face changed, and he instantly saw Monk Xuanxin's plan. He quickly picked up a monk's stick from behind, rushed past, penetrated his arms, waved the monk's stick, and directly hit the round mask on Monk Xuanxin's body.

Cut it down hard.

Click!

The tough monk's stick exploded on the spot, sending debris flying.

Even Ning Chuan was shocked to the point where his mouth became numb and blood spurted out.

"magic weapon!"

He was startled, and then he hurriedly used his magic power, and a ball of fire the size of a fist instantly formed in front of him, making a whistling sound, and shot directly towards Monk Xuanxin.

Monk Xuanxin was in the process of injecting poison, and when he noticed the movement, he suddenly opened his eyes.

When I saw this, I was even more shocked.

A cultivator?

This damn blood food is actually a cultivator!

"Little thing, when I force out the poison, I'm going to skin you alive!"

Monk Xuanxin gritted his teeth with hatred.

boom!

The fireball hit the light shield on Monk Xuanxin's body, making a huge roar, the sound was deafening, and Monk Xuanxin's face turned pale, revealing a hint of horror.

I saw that the originally dark red round cover became much lighter in an instant, swaying and shaking violently.

He was poisoned and didn't have much mana to use.

Now it's just barely enough to activate the magic weapon. Once the defense is broken by Ning Chuan, the end will be unimaginable.

When Ning Chuan saw that one fireball spell failed to break through the light shield, he gritted his teeth and fired another fireball spell.

Boom!

The fire was raging and the sound was loud.

Ning Chuan's remaining mana is 274, and a fireball spell consumes 50 mana points. His total mana now only has enough to use the fireball spell 5 more times.
To be continued...