Speaking of this, Zhao Zixing paused.

Wei Lingyun said: "What's next?"

Su Ji suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.

Before Zhao Zixing could answer, Wei Lingyun said angrily: "The fragrance of lost souls and despair."

Before she finished speaking, her eyes turned dark and she was unconscious.

Su Ji did not faint like Wei Lingyun.

He looked at Zhao Zixing deeply and said, "You are not Zhao Zixing."

"Zhao Zixing" smiled softly, and he changed his voice and said indifferently: "I am Bai Qi."

Su Ji was silent, purple aura emanated from his face, using innate Qigong to fight this strange poison.

Bai Qi grabbed his face and it seemed as if he had torn a hood, and it turned into another face in an instant. Su Ji was a little familiar with this face. He recalled it, like Hei Qi's face.

"Bai Qi, Hei Qi?" A thought flashed through Su Ji's mind.

Bai Qi said: "I am not Zhao Zixing, you are not Chen Daozi, you are Su Zisi."

Su Ji said without comment: "You want to avenge Hei Qi?"

"He is my younger brother."

Su Ji took a step forward and said coldly: "Then you do it."

A trace of fear flashed in Bai Qi's eyes, and he said, "Why don't you take action? Is it because you can't take action at all?"

Su Ji said: "You guess."

Su Ji took another step forward.

Bai Qi was not sure whether the fallen fragrance had no effect on Su Ji.

It is logical that no martial arts can be immune to the effect of losing souls and falling fragrance. However, Su Ji practiced the legendary innate qigong after all.

But if there is no impact at all, Su Ji should have taken action.

But although Su Ji did not take action, he pressed him step by step.

Bai Qi is under great pressure.

Su Ji said again: "You are afraid, you are not my opponent. Now I will ask you where Jiang Wubin went just now."

Bai Qi said: "That's me."

Su Ji said: "He is not you."

He spoke firmly and had an unspeakable spirit.

Bai Qi was completely overwhelmed by Su Ji's momentum, and he said, "I won't tell you."

Su Ji said: "Do you know this?"

He took out a golden needle.

Bai Qi's expression changed: "How come you have this?"

Su Ji said: "You'd better explain to me honestly, otherwise I will ask the owner of Jinzhen to help me make you speak."

He had a temporary idea, but when he thought that if Chen Guanyu had something to do with Bai Qi and had a certain status above him, he would have to test it out and buy time for himself.

The Soul-Lost Incense is a strange poison in the world. If there is no antidote, even if you have the best martial arts skills, you will be subject to Taoism. Although the innate Qigong is extremely strange, it cannot be completely immune to the Soul-Lost Incense.

What's more, Bai Qi is not an ordinary person, Su Ji must recover at least 60% of his skills in order to be able to be confident enough to subdue the other party.

Bai Qi said: "If he helps you, he will do whatever he wants, and the judge will not let him go."

Su Ji said: "The judge is Yan Zhuang, the 'owner' of Taihu Villa?"

Bai Qi sneered: "You guess just that."

When Su Ji knew Bai Qi's identity, he really suspected that Yan Zhuang, who had great martial arts skills, might be the judge, and only such a person could be the leader of the underworld.

But Bai Qi's answer made him hesitate.

In an instant, Bai Qi had an additional Qimen weapon that looked like an awl in his hand.

A little cold light suddenly flourished, as if it was about to blind people's eyes.

Su Ji's eyes quickly turned white because the target of the awl was not him.

The awl stabbed Wei Lingyun's head like lightning. As long as the rescue is not timely, Wei Lingyun will never have the reason to survive.

Wei Lingyun's life and death will be determined by Su Ji's thoughts.

The skill that had not yet been fully recovered boiled like boiling water, and a layer of mist rose around Su Ji's body.

When the awl was about to pierce Wei Lingyun's eyebrows, two fingers clamped the awl. Su Ji's fingers became black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the awl was highly poisonous.

"Pooh"

A huge energy hit Su Ji.

Su Ji seemed to be struck by lightning, his whole body was numb, and his whole body smashed towards the wooden floor like a stone thrown by the stone thrower.

The wooden board was shattered inch by inch, and Su Ji finally leaned his back against the wall.

His eyes were pure white and he stared at Bai Qi.

for a long time!

He didn't want to kill anyone so much.

Bai Qi successfully attacked, but he didn't look proud, and he felt a chill.

Looking at Su Ji's pure white eyes, it seemed as if he had turned into chopping board meat.

"The world is unkind and treats all things as straw dogs." This sentence came to his mind, because Su Ji seemed to represent the supreme way of heaven, and he was a straw dog.

This sentence comes from the Tao Sutra, which originally refers to all beings, with no distinction between high and low.

But Bai Qi's understanding at this moment was that Su Ji completely regarded him as an ant and himself as the supreme way of heaven.

How can a man fight with the sky?

Su Ji rolled his eyes for the first time since he entered Tongyou Realm.

At this moment, he clearly felt the flow of every trace of true energy in his body, which was the result of a sharp increase in mental power. Everything in the world is no longer colorful, and his struggle with Bai Qi has become a chessboard.

The two fought and fought.

Su Ji seemed to be able to understand the changes in all the chess pieces, and Bai Qi's weakness was fully revealed in his eyes.

This moment of great change in his mental state gave him a feeling that everything was in control.

Fei Jingjian pulled it out manually.

Bai Qi saw Su Ji pulling out a sword casually and stabbed him often.

He actually felt a sense of extreme chest tightness, as if he had no way to avoid this sword.

The instinct of survival made him roll to the ground, his body shot out fine and dense poisonous needles like a hedgehog.

There was a constant sizzling sound.

All the poisonous needles were knocked down by Feijing Sword.

This sword was unstoppable to fall on Bai Qi, dividing him into two.

Suddenly, Bai Qi's body sank, a crypt appeared under him, and he instantly penetrated into the ground.

Su Ji collected the sword and slapped his palm to chase Bai Qi.

A bitter howl sounded.

But the crypt that appears is closed immediately.

The palm just now severely injured Bai Qi, but it might not have been able to kill him.

However, Su Ji became extremely tired, his eyes quickly turned black, and fortunately, all the poison in his fingers faded away.

There must be a strange change in him. For the time being, it seems that his force can greatly improve in a short period of time, but he is afraid of other side effects.

The deep feeling of fatigue made him frugal.

Fei Jingjian swept around the wooden house and completely cleared the fragrance of lost souls.

Only then did Su Ji feel at ease.

He was very sleepy, but he couldn't sleep.

Su Ji waited beside Wei Lingyun and continued to perform innate Qigong to restore his skills. He was thinking about another thing in his mind. His identity should have been exposed, and the underworld may have actions against him next.

He is not afraid of these when soldiers come to block the water and soil.

But Jiang Wubin may be Zhao Zixing.

This made him a little sad. If it was the fact, then Zhao Zixing deliberately led them here to be ambushed, which was really heartbreaking.
Chapter completed!