Chapter 20 Pret Pretancy

The man was dressed in blue, his nose was sharp, his eyebrows were flying obliquely, and there was another bright red tattoo between his eyebrows, as if he had opened a heavenly eye, but there was a trace of evil at the corners of his mouth, and the purple tripod in his palm was constantly surrounded by various kinds of light smoke.

However, the woman was pure white, her eyebrows were beautiful, her face was snowy, and she had a little smile. She clung to the crystal clear jade book between her fingers, sprinkled light. If it hadn't been for the previous thing, Li Xiaohe would have felt that this woman would be the clear fairy of the fairy gate.

"Haha••••••"

Ning Kun saw the two people come out, but he laughed, and then said fiercely, "I said which rat villains, but I didn't expect them to be the poisonous prince of the Hidden Demon Valley and the cold moon fairy of the Fantasy Hall."

It was actually these two people. Li Xiaohe was shocked when he heard Ning Kun's words.

It is said that the founder of the Tibetan Demon Valley is a master in the mortal martial arts. This person accidentally got a roll of cultivation in the demon world and began to practice. After that, his cultivation soared and broke through the mortal fate. Finally, he created a set of skills more suitable for human cultivation with this scroll of demon world skills, and created the four major schools of the demon sect. One's Hidden Devil Valley.

But now there is a person in the Tibetan Devil Valley who does not belong to the Tibetan Devil Valley. This person is named Poisonous Master, with poisonous skills and incomparable evil. No one knows exactly where he came from. He only entered the Hidden Devil Valley a hundred years ago.

The poisonous prince in front of him is the disciple of the poisonous master. He has obtained the true biography of the poisonous master, and it has to be passed down by the owner of the Hidden Magic Valley. He is carefully cultivated by these two murderers, and the poisonous prince's cultivation is far higher than that of his peers.

And the cold moon fairy is a personal disciple of the owner of the Hall of the Hall of Illusion. Although this person is a woman, she is cold-hearted, coupled with her excellent cultivation, and she is even more fearless. She acts more coldly than many murderers of the demon family, and also breaks out the name of Lengyue Fairy.

The Fantasy Hall is also one of the four sects of the Demon Sect. The mountain gate is built in the polar north ice field. The disciples of this school practice the art of illusion. It is mysterious and extraordinary. They often deal with people with lower cultivation than themselves. They can make the other party's hearts collapse and die in the fantasy world without any effort.

Li Xiaohe also felt great power from these two people. It seems that their cultivation is comparable to that of Changfan.

If Yang Zifu and Jingnuo have not been injured, the four can still compete with these two people together, but at this time, only Ning Kun and Li Xiaohe still have the fighting power, and how can they stop the fierce power of these two people?

At this moment, the poisonous prince and the Lengyue fairy had stopped a hundred feet away from Li Xiaohe and others, and Li Xiaohe and Ning Kun also fell down, only full of vigilance. At this time, Yang Zifu behind him had been seriously injured and fainted, and Jingnuo only treated Yang Zifu with all his heart.

The poisonous prince looked at Li Xiaohe and Ning Kun with a smile, and then turned his head to the cold moon fairy and said, "Fairy, what do you think about these two people?"

"Ge••••••"

Hearing the poisonous young man's words, the Lengyue fairy suddenly laughed and trembled. Then Fu'er said, "The prince has decided to do it, but I prefer the boy with a stick, but this one looks stupid."

Li Xiaohe heard that the woman actually said this and suddenly became angry. The people of the devil's door were really so {debauchery}.

But Ning Kun whispered at this time, "The poisonous prince is extremely vicious. The little Ding in his hand is called the Purple Dragon Ding, which is the treasure used by his master when he became famous. It is extremely powerful. That woman is also more cultivated than us, which is difficult to deal with. The magic weapon in her hand is also extremely mysterious, but I can't see what happened.

Hearing Ning Kun's words, Li Xiaohe suddenly felt a sense of mind, and Fu'er pondered and said, "Give the poisonous man to me."

"Well!" Ning Kun was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that Li Xiaohe would fight the poisonous man alone without thinking.

Li Xiaohe is clear in his heart that he is not afraid of poison because of the blood quenching of Mo Qilin. Unless there is a strange poison as strong as a colorful centipede, although the poisonous prince is extremely powerful and evil to others, he is just restrain the poisonous attack of the poisonous prince, and he can still be unknown to this person. It's time to create.

Ning Kun also thought for a moment and said, "In this case, it's better to be careful later. Don't work hard. As long as you pester it for a moment, I think others will come here. At that time, if the scene is chaotic, we will have a chance to escape.

"Hmm." Li Xiaohe just responded softly.

Then he immediately turned over the Huangyang sword in his hand, and the sword spirit rose sharply, and then jumped out and attacked the poisonous prince.

Li Xiaohe suddenly took action, and Ning Kun was only slightly stunned, but after that, he no longer stopped. He only waved the dragon stick and attacked the cold moon fairy.

The poisonous prince and the cold moon fairy were laughing and happy at this moment. They never thought that Ning Kun and Li Xiaohe did not escape in the face of them. Instead, they couldn't wait to attack first at this time, but they were also not panicked. They just raised their eyebrows and fell to meet them.

"Ge••••••"

The cold moon fairy rose up, which was shrouded in light under Zhou's body, and brought a burst of laughter, which made people confused.

"Hmm."

But Ning Kun just snorted coldly, and the dragon stick in his hand stirred up the thicker and thicker yellow light, only with a loud "bang" and smashed the cold moon fairy with thousands of great forces.

"Brother, why are you so impatient?

Lengyue Fairy seemed to have no power to bind the chicken. She was just a weak woman, but she smiled and muttered to Ning Kun's fierce attack. The ice and blue jade in her hand just waved and gently touched it, which could provoke the trajectory of Ning Kun's dragon stick and lead Ning Kun's attack to the side.

However, the poisonous prince was full of purple gas. The purple dragon tripod in his hand actually rose all kinds of brilliance, floating in all directions like bright silk, covering Li Xiaohe's retreat in all directions, and even launched a surprise attack on Li Xiaohe from a tricky angle from time to time.

Although the sword in Li Xiaohe's hand is full of sword spirit and power, these glory are like running water. Until now, he can't get close to the poisonous prince, and his whole body is bound by that light, and he only feels itchy.

He also immediately knew that this guanghua was with a highly poisonous gas, that is, that is, he could still resist it. If he changed others, I'm afraid it would not be as simple as itching all over his body.

But although these poison gas are useless to him, he is entangled in this poison gas like falling into the mud. He often moves slowly and can't hit the poisonous prince. If it goes on like this, the poisonous prince is already invincible and can consume his truth like this. Yuan's physical strength finally killed him.

When dealing with the proud light of the young master of the greedy wolf temple, Li Xiaohe began to want to use endless Taoism to grind the proud light. He didn't expect that he would also suffer this suffering today.

Li Xiaohe immediately felt helpless and only pondered for a moment. His eyes suddenly lit up, and his face turned fiercely, and his chest surged out, forcing a large blood.

Then he saw that Li Xiaohe, who was entangled by the glory of Taoism, was already dark, and the corners of his mouth began to flow blood, and he was already in a trance. The sword in his hand was also gorgeous and lax, but he still couldn't help waved by him.

"Haha••••••"

As soon as the poisonous man saw this, he immediately laughed and said proudly, "How is it? Is it good for this poisonous gas to enter the body?"

Naturally, Li Xiaohe will not answer Mr. Poison's words. He just seems to be powerless to wave the sword in his hand.

And Ning Kun, who was fighting against the cold moon box, saw Li Xiaohe like this, but his face changed greatly and his heart was anxious. The dragon stick in his hand also became more violent at this moment.

"Little brother, why are you suddenly angry? I can't stand it if you do this again..."

Even if Ning Kun has exerted all his strength now, after all, the cultivation of the Lengyue Fairy is much higher than his, and his more violent attack is still easily resolved by the Lengyue Fairy, and the Lengyue Fairy is still the same, laughing constantly.

Lengyue Fairy's laughter and delusions were even more angry in Ning Kun's ears, but the poisonous prince heard this and immediately laughed and said, "Fairy, wait a moment, I will immediately solve this boy and let me accompany you, haha••••••"

Li Xiaohe was disgusted when he heard Mr. Poison's words, but then he narrowed his eyes.

Because after Mr. Poison finished saying this, he really began to slowly lean towards Li Xiaohe.

Li Xiaohe knew that it seemed that the poisonous man really wanted to get rid of him quickly, no longer just to do these painless attacks from a distance. At this time, he approached and must have wanted to suddenly take action and launch a stronger attack, which was fatal.

But Li Xiaohe did not retreat at all. At this time, his chest was stained with blood, and his eyes were also turbid. The sword in his hand was just powerless to wave, just like a sleepwalking, with only a faint vitality, still absorbed and gathered by the sword.

"The earth's feng shui and fire are one, and the sword's front is mixed."

Li Xiaohe only meditated slightly in his heart. He was looking forward to the poisonous son to get closer.