226: C226 The Poison Commander

C226 The Poison Commander

However, this Elder Zhao was only a Seventh Layer Martial Psyche warrior, so how could he be compared to Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming?

As soon as the two fingers shot out, they were corroded by the countless black tentacles and turned into smoke. The finger print didn't have any effect on the black tentacles, it was like a bolt of lightning. * Hong Long...... *

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Countless black tentacles twisted upwards. The youth's facial expression changed dramatically. These black tentacles drilled into his body.

"Bang! Bang!"

At almost the same time, a deep explosion sounded. The body of the young man instantly exploded, leaving only a black fog of blood floating in the air. The force of the explosion rumbled, and the mist of blood scattered. A dozen disciples of the Jiuhua Sect were splashed with the mist of blood. Their clothes were corroded in an instant, and their skin was festering.

"Ah!"

Wails and wails were heard. These disciples of the Jiuhua Sect were screaming in pain. After that, they fell down from the Wind Breaking Heron.

Elder Zhao instantly deployed a Protective Astral Ring in front of him, and only then did he survive. However, his expression was filled with extreme shock. He murmured to himself, "Spiritual Cultivator, Spiritual Cultivator."

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

A group of people were rushing over from below the Jiuhua Mountain. At this moment, the people from the Jiuhua Sect had arrived.

"Who dares to be so impudent in our Jiuhua Sect?" A shout was heard, followed by dozens of figures appearing in the field below. They were the Sect Master of the Jiuhua Sect, Mo Tianwen, and the elders who had arrived in a hurry.

"Mo Tianwen, we meet again." Lu Shaoyou said in a low voice, staring at the people of Jiuhua Sect, two Martial General. There were more than a dozen Martial Psyche warriors, and there were 800 to 900 disciples from the Jiuhua Mountain coming from afar. The overall strength of this group was not just a little bit stronger than the Flying Spirit Sect.

"Lu Shaoyou, it's you, kid." Mo Tianwen and the others stared at Lu Shaoyou on the back of the Heaven Winged Snow Lion in the sky, and at the over three hundred disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect in front of them. Then, they saw a bloody mist in front of them. Their facial expression changed, and they asked, "What's going on?"

"Master, the young master has been killed." Elder Zhao said.

"What?" Mo Tianwen was stunned on the spot. After a while, blue veins popped out on his forehead, and his expression became extremely angry. He shouted out loudly, "Who did this?!"

"It was me." Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming said in a flat tone.

"No matter who you are, I will make you pay with your life for my son." Mo Tianwen said to Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming with killing intent.

"Is that so? I will send you two to meet in the Underworld." Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming smiled coldly. Naturally, he wouldn't take Mo Tianwen's words seriously.

"Snow Lion, teach those three little birds a lesson." Lu Shaoyou said to the Heaven Winged Snow Lion.

"Roar! Roar!"

The Heaven Winged Snow Lion suddenly roared. Its voice shook the space, and a loud sound pierced through the sky.

"Caw!"

The three Wind Herons of the Jiuhua Sect became restless. Under the pressure of the Heaven Winged Snow Lion, no matter how the people of the Jiuhua Sect tried to calm them down, they were unable to do anything.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

At the same time, Loong didn't want to be outdone. On his tiny head, the tongue was swallowing and spitting out from his mouth. A deep hissing sound was heard from his throat, and an invisible aura instantly enveloped the surrounding area.

At this moment, the three Wind Breaking Herons started to tremble. Their wings were powerless to flap, and their bodies were already falling to the ground.

"Argh!"

Immediately, the Jiuhua Sect disciples on the backs of the three Wind Slasher Egrets fell down from the sky in a straight line. Elder Zhao was staggering on the back of the Wind Slasher Egrets. His face was filled with extreme shock. It was obvious that the demon beast's bloodline was extremely high. The Wind Egrets had to suffer an absolute suppression to be able to do this.

"Die." Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming said coldly at this moment. At the same time his voice faded, the black light around his body trembled. The entire sky was covered by a black fog, and his figure disappeared from the Heaven Winged Snow Lion's back at lightning speed.

When Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming appeared, he had already appeared in front of Elder Zhao of the Jiuhua Sect along with a thick black fog. A black palm print appeared out of nowhere, and it completely distorted the space around him.1

Elder Zhao's facial expression changed dramatically. He quickly struck out with his palm. However, he instantly realized that he could no longer move, and the space around him had already been completely distorted. The Spirit in his body seemed to have been frozen. A pungent and unpleasant black light filled the space. It drilled into his body from all directions at a lightning speed. It went straight into his mind.

"Break." Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming twisted his palm and Elder Zhao's body exploded instantly. He turned into a mist of blood that sprayed into the air. He was a Martial Psyche warrior. There was no way for him to fight Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming. The difference in strength between the two of them was just too great. At the same time, the Wind Heron Breaker was killed by Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming. The huge corpse fell heavily to the ground from the sky.

"Spirit Marshal, it's the Spirit Marshal Expert." At this moment, Mo Tianwen and the disciples of Jiuhua Sect finally saw through it. The black-robed old man standing in the air was actually the Spirit Marshal Expert. He was only at that level. However, they didn't know who Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming was.

"Roar! Roar!"

At this moment, under the deterrence of the Heaven Winged Snow Lion and Loong, the remaining two Wind Slasher Egrets were completely exhausted. The Jiuhua Sect disciples who were on the Wind Slasher Egrets also fell from the sky. Each and every one of them was screaming in pain, and even if they didn't die, they would still break their arms and legs.

"Didn't you want to avenge your son? What do you want? Why aren't you attacking?" Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming landed beside Mo Tianwen and said.

"Master, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. I wonder what kind of relationship you have with the Flying Spirit Sect." Mo Tianwen's facial expression changed dramatically. In front of the Spirit Marshal Expert, his fury had turned into fear and shock.

"Mo Tianwen, this is the Grand Elder of Flying Spirit Sect. You, the Jiuhua Sect, actually sent someone to assassinate me. Your means is too shameless." Lu Shaoyou let Lu Xintong sit on the back of the Heaven Winged Snow Lion and brought Loong to the ground.

"The Great Elder of the Flying Spirit Sect." Mo Tianwen's heart turned cold. The Flying Spirit Sect actually had a Spirit Marshal Expert. How could this be? How could such a powerful expert be in the Flying Spirit Sect?

"What do you want? The Ghost Martial Sect won't let you go even if you deal with the Jiuhua Sect." Mo Tianwen took a slight step back, his face was filled with shock.

"So what if it's the Ghost Martial Sect?" Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming said faintly, "Now, you can die." As soon as he finished speaking, Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming lunged at Mo Tianwen.

"I will kill you." Mo Tianwen's face darkened. After all, he was the master of a sect. The strength of a fifth-level general was forced to such an extent. Naturally, he was unwilling to accept it. He quickly struck out with his palm and clenched it. A red light flashed on his palm, and as the red light extended, it turned into a blazing flame.

This flame whistled and instantly covered the entire space. The whistling flame curled up and shook. It carried the whistling sound of the hot air as it enveloped Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming.

Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming smiled coldly. His eyes were filled with coldness. After which, he calmly looked at the flame that was rushing towards him. He didn't have the slightest intention of dodging. He formed a hand seal. In an instant, a Spirit Fire flame appeared around his body. Even Spirit Master warriors had Spirit Fire on their bodies. At this moment, Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming's Spirit Fire was glowing with a black light.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two flames collided violently, causing sparks to fly everywhere. A violent force spread out, causing countless flames to scatter in all directions. Then, the flames were extinguished like fireworks in the air.

The violent force scattered and the surrounding crowd had no choice but to retreat rapidly. At this level, ordinary people simply did not have the strength to be drawn into it.

When the two collided, Mo Tianwen was instantly forced back dozens of meters. His facial expression changed slightly, and a huge force poured down. The blood and Qi in his body churned continuously, and a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat.

Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming didn't say anything. A cold expression flashed across his face, and his figure instantly disappeared from where he stood. When he reappeared, he was not far away from Mo Tianwen. A black Claw Print covered his entire body. A sharp sound of wind breaking was heard. The Claw Print flew towards Mo Tianwen's vital points in a tricky and ruthless manner. Even the space around him began to distort.

"Raging Flame Void!" Mo Tianwen was shocked when he saw Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming attacking again. With a loud shout, all the fire elemental Spirit around his body rushed out violently. A shocking aura spread out, as if he had used all his strength. The palm print flew away, and the Spirit around his body whistled. In an instant, it condensed into a huge flaming ball in front of him.

The terrifying flaming ball was several hundred meters in size. It shot out explosively. Along the way, even the space seemed to be torn apart, forming a crimson crack. The spatial airflow was instantly incinerated into smoke.

"The strength of a Martial General is not something a Martial Psyche can compare with." Lu Shaoyou muttered to himself from afar. Mo Tianwen's strength was definitely considered strong. Unfortunately, the one he met was Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming.

"Hmph, a petty trick." Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming's body was in midair, and a Claw Print was ripped apart. It rushed out at lightning speed. Without dodging at all, the Claw Print grew with the wind, and in an instant, it became over a thousand meters long. It covered the entire space, and a thick black light covered the top of everyone's heads. It was as if the sky had turned dark and the sky had darkened.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

However, the Claw Print directly rushed forward when it collided with the wild and violent flame ball. After forcefully grabbing the flame ball, it used an aura that could tear apart space to rip the flame ball apart. After the Claw Print was slightly blocked, the force that was charging forward... It continued to sweep out violently, causing the space to tremble. In an instant, the Claw Print landed heavily on the space where Mo Tianwen was.

Anyone below the Martial Marshal is just an ant in front of me. A cold smile surfaced on Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming's face. A chill flashed across his dark black eyes as the Claw Print was forcefully crushed.

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