1138: Survival Is the Most Important Thing

Survival Is the Most Important Thing

If they couldn't complete the mission and get the flower from Ling Chuxi, they would die even if they tried to escape.1

"Kill them!"

"Take revenge! Kill them!"

"Destroy Sword Heart Gang!"

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A furious roar came from the crowd following Poison King Fu's orders.

Indeed, the aura was so overwhelming that it shook the heavens and earth. The impassioned and heroic roars and gestures were not inferior to a battlefield of thousands of soldiers and horses.

However, that was all that could be heard. Only their voices. Why were there any sounds of movements?

Poison King Fu turned around and became so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Wu Tianlang and the others had been shouting until they were hoarse, and their faces were so red that they turned into purple eggplants. The swords in their hands danced wildly as if their arms were about to be dislocated. However, their legs were nailed to the ground, not moving at all.

'What kind of joke is this? If even your poison can't poison others, do you truly expect us to run up and die? Do you really think we're idiots?' Since Poison King Fu's poison had lost its effect, his prestige had also dropped a lot. Who would listen to him? They were just shouting to save his reputation.

"Are you afraid?" Poison King Fu knew what they were thinking and sinisterly said, "My poison might not be able to kill them, but it would be enough to kill all of you."

At this point, Poison King Fu slowly raised his hand. His originally pitch-black chicken claw-like fingers had turned scaly green as he glared at them menacingly.

"Poison King Fu, what are you trying to do? Don't tell me you want to attack your own people?!" A burly man angrily shouted.

"My own people? If you joined me in fighting these people, then you're 'my people'. But if you have any intentions to go against me, then you are my enemy!" Poison King Fu declared coldly.

"Poison King Fu, do you really think that you alone can kill all of us?" asked that burly man courageously.

"Killing you is enough!" Poison King Fu sinisterly laughed. With a wave of his hand, a ball of scaly green fire flew out from his hand.

"Ah..." the brawny man screamed. He didn't even struggle for long before he fell to the ground and curled up into a ball. His face and body were covered in a scaly green light. He had obviously been poisoned to death.

"What powerful poison!" Wu Tianlang and the others took a step back in fear.

"Didn't I say so? I may not be able to poison them, but I can poison all of you. Today, you can either destroy Sword Heart Gang with me or die!" Poison King Fu proclaimed ferociously.

Wu Tianlang and the others' expressions changed. They thought that Liu Qingfeng had found a saviour. But it was the opposite. He had jinxed them!

Even before they were able to take action, someone had already died. Perfect. If they decide to escape together, Poison King Fu might not be able to kill them all at once. But what good would that do? He and Qiu Yisha would probably just hunt each one of them down and deal with them directly. It was only a matter of time before the duo destroy every force in Qianzhong Ridge.

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