108: C108 Good Luck Really Good Luck

C108 Good Luck Really Good Luck

This was a kind of unique skill from the Smoke Hole, known as the Poison Palm of Life.

This was different from the Light Flame Palm that Xia Ling had encountered before, the Poison Hand did not use inner force to imitate attribute attacks. After all, that type of attack, other than the scene being a bit cool, was very tiring.

The poison that hastened one's life was the poison that was unique to all Smoke Hole cultivators!

These cultivators had cultivated unique cultivation techniques for a long time, and also lived in special poison environments for long periods of time. Sitting, living, and even eating, these people were tainted with a huge amount of poison.

However, they had their own special method to prevent the poison from erupting within their bodies.

This was the moment to strike!

However, after seeing his palm strike, those cultivators with Smoke Hole revealed unfavorable expressions.

This is bad, number two is really mad. How can he use his poison palm at such an occasion? Right now, the terrain was spacious and the airflow was unobstructed. Once the poison gas was released, this group of cultivators would probably be poisoned!

Although they, Smoke Hole, did not care about these few people's lives, they had come for Song Shengcheng's money. They couldn't just start a massacre on his territory, right?

However, it was too late to stop him now!

Wasn't it just to kill a lousy old man with a middle level Vein Refining?

Right at this moment, a trace of a pale-white Qi barrier suddenly shone on the stage. The air shield looked very fragile, as if it would break with a poke. However, the energy contained within caused all the cultivators' hearts to tremble.

The high-level Congealing Void cultivator, Lee Wenloong, had made his move!

With a normal expression, the old man stretched out his hand and a huge force was imbued into it. He had firmly suppressed that arena.

This way, no matter what happened there, he wouldn't be able to break through this layer of defense and endanger the others.

The idle cultivators below the stage finally heaved a sigh of relief.

With the help of a high-level Congealing Void cultivator, his own safety would not be a problem.

A trace of annoyance flashed across Lee Wenloong's heart. Of course he knew that these cultivators from the Smoke Hole were the helpers that his third young master had hired. However, he himself had no interest in cultivators from these sects.

They didn't expect to be so unprepared. If they hadn't protected him, would they have killed everyone here? Ridiculous.

"You're finished, old man!" In this sealed space, my poison aura will be ten times stronger! "

The green mist had already completely enveloped the body of the second brother of the Smoke Hole, and his voice that carried killing intent vaguely sounded.

Xia Ling was silent. It seemed like he didn't even have any way of fighting back. He let that dark green fog envelop him.

Gradually, the interior of the Qi barrier was filled with poisonous gas. People outside could no longer see the silhouettes of the two of them.

From anyone's point of view, this was a sign that Xia Ling was going to die for sure. Let alone the middle stage Vein Refining, even if one stepped into the upper stage, it would still be very difficult to survive in this kind of environment!

However, as time flowed on, the other cultivators found out that something was amiss. There was poison gas in the palm, but not only poison gas, there was also palm force!

Although the poison aura was very powerful, it had to be emitted with one's own inner force. When the poison qi couldn't dissipate, he should have swiftly released his palm attack to kill his opponent in one hit!

But Second Bro, what's going on? Why did he only see the poison gas and not the ferocious force of the palm attack?

Now that he had so much poisonous gas, his internal energy would probably not be able to hold on!

These cultivators with Smoke Hole suddenly realized the problem.

However, because there were powerhouses of the Congealing Void overseeing the scene, they couldn't directly go to the arena to help out. He was so anxious that cold sweat broke out all over his body.

A moment later, the green mist gradually dispersed, but the scene before them was still extremely shocking. He saw an old man in his fifties wearing clothes covered in green poison. It looked very pathetic, but it was still standing.0

It was just that the condition of the Smoke Hole cultivator with a high level of Vein Refining was not what it should be!

His face was pale as he collapsed to the ground. It was unknown if he was alive or dead, but there was not a single wound on his body!

Any cultivator could see that this was in fact the result of the exhaustion of his entire body's internal energy!

Almost everyone revealed an expression of disbelief. This high level Vein Refining cultivator had actually used too much of his internal energy and passed out from exhaustion!

God, that's okay!

They immediately looked at Xia Ling in a different light. This person had such great luck.

A cultivator with a high level Vein Refining was no small fry. He should have a very deep experience in battles. It was so rare to see him being exhausted like this!

Isn't this too lucky? He hadn't even fought yet and the opponent had already been defeated?

Even the cultivators of Smoke Hole were filled with shock. It was clear that the second brother was in a bad mood and could not control the output of his inner force. In addition, he had lost some of his inner strength from the very beginning, so he was completely exhausted!

Otherwise, how could this old man defeat him?

He had clearly been defeated without even fighting the second bro.

Even Lee Wenloong couldn't help but raise his eyes. He originally thought that the middle stage Vein Refining cultivator would definitely die inside, he didn't expect this kind of situation.

This high level Congealing Void cultivator sighed, what good luck.

Xia Ling raised his head and looked around with satisfaction.

In order to not reveal too much of his strength, he could only do this. However, the effect seemed to be pretty good.

Since you guys like it, it can't be any better than luck.

But how could it be simple luck? Any fight might have some element of luck, but it was definitely not that simple.

The crisis of the Smoke Hole, which High Rank cultivator failed, had been buried since the first time he came into contact with Xia Ling.

The finger that Xia Ling used to point at his chest did not just consume his inner strength. He had also planted a sword Qi that could explode at any time into the meridians of his opponent.

This movement was extremely covert, and if one did not have the intention, even a high level Congealing Void cultivator would not be able to detect it.

After selling this sword qi, half of the opponent's Genuine Qi operation is in Xia Ling's hands!

When this Smoke Hole cultivator used his poison palm, Xia Ling silently sealed his Qi channels. To other people, these poisonous miasma might be powerful, but it was not enough to deal with Sword One Tao Spirit Chapter!

Just when he was about to cut off the Genuine Qi and release the power from his palm, Xia Ling suddenly used that sword qi! He forcefully disturbed the inner force circulation of the opponent and pushed out the few remaining inner force from the opponent!

With the opponent's reserve of inner force, he could not hold it in even for a moment, and could only drag himself to death!

It looked as though he had lost control of his meridians and they were drying up. Even if it was a more detailed examination, the result would still be the same!

In this way, before Xia Ling faced Lee Wenloong, the other party would not be aware of his true strength.

Xia Ling looked at his clothes covered in venom and shook his head with a smile. The only thing he did was to make himself look miserable, but there was nothing he could do about it.

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