"who?"

Hearing the sound behind him, the Poison God suddenly turned around and a cold sweat broke out from behind.

He could touch him quietly until he spoke, but he discovered that such an enemy would not make him feel scared.

As soon as he turned around, the Poison God saw an old man with an old face and a blue dress slapped the Wandu Sect with his palm and thought that the Nascent Soul Power was strong, and directly grabbed Cangsong into his hand.

Seeing Cangsong being caught, the poisonous god subconsciously felt like he was going to save someone.

After all, in his opinion, if Cang Song betrays Qingyun, if he falls into the hands of Qingyun, he will definitely die.

He didn't care whether Cangsong died or not. What he cared about was that Cangsong was dead. Who helped him find Zhu Xian, who helped him crack the Tianji Lock.

However, before he could take action, he saw that the one-armed old man did not kill Cangsong, nor even showed any hostility towards Cangsongtru.

He grabbed Cang Song and the one-armed old man flashed. He had already taken Cang Song away from the camp of the Wan Po Sect and returned to the seven elders of Qingyun.

"Senior Brother Cangsong, thank you for your hard work!"

As soon as the two of them landed, the Poison God saw the first move just now. He wished he could kill Cangsong with a sword and took out a pill and fed it to Cangsong's mouth.

Poison God: ""mmp, why do you feel fooled?

"Who are you?"

Looking at the one-armed old man who rescued Cang Song, the Poison God felt familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

However, although he couldn't remember where he had seen it, it did not prevent him from knowing that he had been fooled.

After all, the one-armed old man rescued Cang Song directly and returned to Qingyun's side. He was obviously from Qingyun's side.

The other party could quietly touch him behind him to save others. Although he did not pay attention to the reason behind him during the battle, he thought that his strength would not be much worse than himself.

This time it seems a bit difficult to destroy Qingyun.

But he still doesn't understand why?

What is Qingyun's purpose for this?

Cang Song pretended to defect and led the Wandu Sect to attack Qingyun. What is the purpose?

Most of Qingyun's power has gone to Tianyin Temple, and he doesn't believe that the news will go wrong.

Since the leader of Daoxuan and his group of people went to Tianyin Temple, even if they were led to Qingyun, what benefits would it be for Qingyun's side?

If Cangsong was in full swing, they might suffer some casualties. Now Cangsong is half-waste, and there are only seven Nascent Souls in Qingyun.

Even this mysterious one-armed man is in harmony with the Tao, but if he holds the other party down, his subordinates can destroy Qingyun and come to help him?

Don't understand! Don't understand!

Looking at the familiar man in front of him, the Poison God felt a little confused about what the other party’s purpose was.

No, just to invite them to come and have a cup of tea?

"Name?"

Hearing the poisonous god's question, the one-armed old man showed a hint of remembrance on his face.

"I haven't used the name for a hundred years, and I've almost forgotten it.

I just remember more than a hundred years ago, many people in the Demon Cult remembered a name, Wan Jianyi!"

Bang!

The fan in the hand of the poison god fell to the ground, and his eyes stared at the one-armed old man in front of him. Reality and memory overlapped. He seemed to have seen the demon who killed seven in and seven out of tens of thousands of disciples of the Demon Sect more than a hundred years ago.

"Wan Jianyi! It's you! You are not dead?"

In an instant, the Poison God felt that he had figured out a lot, a lot!

"Wan Jianyi, what a Wan Jianyi!

The bombing was killed for a hundred years, just to lead the Wandu Gate to attack the mountain today, just to conspire to destroy my Wandu Gate.

What a thousand swords! What a green pine!

Qingyun is really a good plan!"

The poisonous god who consciously figured out everything turned red when he looked at Wan Jianyi's eyes.

He could not have imagined that Qingyun had such courage to set up such a game in order to destroy their Wanpo Sect.

"So what if it's Wan Jianyi?

So what if you step into Hedao?

How much strength can you exert with only one arm?

I am the same as the Tao, and will I be afraid of you?"

Like a madman, the poisonous god who was fooled by others stared at Wan Jianyi and Cang Song with crazy murderous intent in his eyes.

He, the Poison God, has been cautious since he practiced Taoism, and has repeatedly made arrangements before doing things, striving to be safe.

Unexpectedly, hundreds of years of strong winds and waves came, and at the last moment of my life, I actually overturned in the gutter here.

In fact, he was deceived into a big pit that has been around for a hundred years!

""

Looking at the appearance of the poisonous god as crazy as the poisonous god and listening to the poisonous god's words, Wan Jianyi and Cang Song looked at each other and saw the shock in the other's eyes.

"That's up to you."

Just as the Poison God kept talking to himself, Elder Tianxing from Qingyun's side spoke.

"Um?"

The poisonous god turned his head and looked at the other person with cold eyes.

"Dog God, can you be more shameful? Can you stop acting on your own?

Have you been planning for a hundred years, and your Wanpo Sect is worthy of our planning for a hundred years?

I am not afraid to tell you the truth, and the matter of bringing you over was decided by the senior brother of the sect three days ago when he wanted to attack Tianyin Temple.

In other words, you just do it by the way to fight rabbits!”

He was despised by the Poison God before and finally found a chance to take revenge. Elder Tianxing would not have anything good to say.

As soon as these words were spoken, the Poison God's expression became even more elegant. Looking at the seven elders of Qingyun's side, Jia Wan Jianyi's eyes were filled with hatred and anger.

"Okay! What a bystander!

What a rabbit to beat!

I am afraid that the rabbit will not beat it, but will destroy the sickle!"

The poisonous god was furious, and his aura suddenly increased, and he actually increased from the early stage of Hedao to the middle stage of Hedao.

"Wan Jianyi, Wan Jianyi, do you think I will be a little prepared for Cang Song?

I am the same generation as you and your master. Now I have been in seclusion for a hundred years and have already reached the middle stage of Hedao.

A small gap in realm, you only have one arm. Even if your ten thousand swords have the strength to fight, what can you do to me?

As long as I hold you back, my subordinates will destroy your Qingyun disciple, and facing the siege of thousands of people, what kind of waves can you make?"

Exposing his mid-stage Hedao cultivation, the Poison God looked at Qingyun and his people, with unconcealed murderous intent in his eyes.

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"The righteous spirit of heaven and earth will last forever.

Not to kill immortals, but to kill ghosts and gods.”

What responded to him was the spell that resonated with the heaven and earth in one mouth.

As the spell rang, Wan Jian held the sword in one hand, and the mighty aura between heaven and earth seemed to be pulled by some force and gathered towards Wan Jian's sword's tip.

When the whole spell ended, ten thousand swords were swung out one by one, and a half-moon sword energy seemed to ignore the boundaries between time and space and suddenly appeared beside the poisonous god.

"Kill ghosts and gods!"

The poisonous god exclaimed, and saw that Wan Jian came up one by one, which was a trick, and he had no reservations anymore.

As soon as the Wanpo Rewarding Sect Bag comes out, you can directly use your unique skills to rot the poison moss.

One of Qingyun's four unique skills, the ghost-killing god, faces the leader of the Wandu Sect, one of the four major sects of the Demon Sect.

The two strongest unique skills collided without earth-shaking sounds. The two forces collided with each other, and the space emitted waves of wailing, as if they could not bear this force.

"puff!"

At some point, the poisonous god suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and took three steps back.

Wan Jianyi was not easy to live. His body swayed and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Although he failed in one move, the Poison God did not feel any loss, but instead laughed arrogantly.

"Haha! Wan Jianyi! What a Wan Jianyi! Only one arm is left, and it can even compete with the Lord's battle.

But now, I have many people and powerful people, which is enough to destroy you. Even if you are not dead, what can you do if Wan Jianyi is not dead?"
To be continued...