"Bang bang!" Two delicate jade palms fell on his chest.

"Poof!" A blood arrow spurted out.

These two palms were the combined strength of Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue, and their power was the most astonishing.

Sure enough, his body-protecting sword energy was broken.

The two women struck him again with their palms, and before he had time to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, they hit him on the back again.

"Bang bang!"

He staggered but no blood spurted out. These two palms could no longer break through his sword energy.

Fakong was about to use the immobilization spell, but stopped. This is the situation at the scene.

Gu Xinxian's injuries were getting worse, and because he couldn't borrow the power of the Thunder God Sword, his movements were too slow.

He looked awkward and stiff in front of the two women.

Their turns and changes are flexible and unpredictable, and they suddenly change direction when they think they can no longer change direction.

Gu Xinxian felt passive everywhere, with her hands and feet tied up, and she was so depressed that she wanted to yell.

He has a strong will, and even though he is depressed and at a disadvantage, he still fights with all his strength.

If the sword is not fast enough, then you will win with subtlety.

But the swordsmanship of Ben Lei Shen Sword is originally about speed, but speed is the only way to win.

Speaking of subtlety, in front of the two women, they are just doing their best.

Their palm techniques won with subtlety. Coupled with their exquisite and unparalleled body skills, Gu Xinxian's sword skills became more and more crude and his body skills were clumsy.

"Bang bang bang bang..." The muffled sound continued continuously.

Gu Xinxian stumbled and received more than thirty slaps. His face was so gloomy that it was dripping with water, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

These thirty-six palms failed to break his protective sword energy, but he discovered something bad.

These palm powers were very strange. After entering his body, they neither spread nor were dispelled by the sword energy.

Instead, it began to gather, become solid and pure, and began to affect the body, hindering the movement of the sword energy from the inside.

With thirty more palms, these palm powers will probably become a reality.

When the time comes, the protective sword energy will be blocked and will inevitably be broken.

Thinking of this, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he sneered: "You must seek death!"

Ning Zhenzhen was neither angry nor angry, as indifferent as snow: "Do you really think there is no one in Mingyue Temple?!"

"If it weren't for this stinky monk's help, would you have survived?" Gu Xinxian sneered: "The monk and the nun, hey, they are really colluding!"

Ning Zhenzhen said calmly: "That's all you have, you just want to show off your power of words."

His words were harsh and vicious, but they could not shake the hearts of Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue.

Traveling through the martial arts world, fighting to the death, in order to fight for a chance of survival, the opponents will say whatever they want, just to distract them.

If Mingyue'an's disciples didn't have this ability to resist interference, all of them would have died long ago, and the mental skills of Mingyue'an would have been in vain.

Gu Xinxian suddenly smiled strangely: "Do you feel weak in your body?"

Ning Zhenzhen said: "It's useless to waste your words. Just suffer death."

"Do you feel something?" Gu Xinxian smiled broadly: "My poison is a strange poison in the world. It is nameless, colorless and tasteless, and it must be formed by the fusion of three non-poisonous substances."

Fa Kong, who was not far away, suddenly shook and frowned: "What kind of poison!?"

He slowly sat down cross-legged, his face pale.

The hands are in seals, trying their best to fight against the poison in the body.

The two women returned quickly and came to protect him.

"Haha..." Gu Xinxian leaned on his sword and laughed, gritting his teeth: "Smelly monk, retribution!"

He breathed a sigh of relief.

A dozen more palms will cause trouble.

My nameless and strange poison has once again achieved great success!

I can finally take a breath and give myself time to deal with these palm forces.

I haven't used this poison since I entered the second level. I almost forgot about its existence. I didn't expect that I would use it one day.

Fakong shook his head: "As a master of Shenyuan Realm, he still uses poison, I really admire him!"

Gu Xinxian sneered: "You think this is a place I chose at will? Haha..."

He laughed proudly.

While trying his best to circulate the sword energy, he destroys the power of his palms in a very domineering way, and delays time by laughing and talking.

At the same time, he is accumulating the power of the Thunder God Sword and preparing for a fatal blow.

As long as you kill this smelly monk, you will have no worries and can escape at any time.

Now that the smelly monk is poisoned, it just saves his own strength. This unknown and strange poison is his lucky star.

Ning Zhenzhen frowned slightly: "Do you really think we were poisoned? Ridiculous!"

"Haha..., stop pretending." Gu Xinxian became more and more certain that they were all poisoned.

It's just that the smelly monk's cultivation was weak, so he had a violent attack. The two women's cultivation was strong and they could barely hold on, but they were actually extremely weak.

Fakong looked pale and said calmly: "Although I have been poisoned, the Buddha's mantra can still be used."

"Haha..." Gu Xinxian laughed, walked over slowly, and came three steps away from Fakong.

The two women had calm faces and looked at him coldly, but did not make any move.

Gu Xinxian raised the Thunder God Sword and pointed it at Fa Kong's throat: "Do you think I believe it or not?"

The tip of the sword turned to Ning Zhenzhen, looking at her beautiful face, and shook his head: "If I kill her now, can the Buddha's curse stop me?"

The tip of the sword slowly approached Ning Zhenzhen's beautiful face.

Ning Zhenzhen looked at him indifferently, motionless, as if it was not him who was being pointed at by the sword.

Gu Xinxian laughed loudly and looked sideways at Fa Kong.

He laughed so hard that he almost leaned forward and backward, but the tip of the sword did not tremble and pointed steadily at Ning Zhenzhen's right eye.

"My divine sword is very sharp. With just one stroke, it can pierce her beautiful head." Gu Xinxian shook her head: "It's such a pity that such a stunning beauty has died."

Fakong said slowly: "Are you stalling for time?"

"Hey, the smelly monk is smart enough." Gu Xinxian smiled and said, "So what if I delay the time, aren't you the same?"

He shook his head and said: "It's useless. I have this strange poison. The deeper your cultivation level, the deeper the poison, the faster you will die."

"Do you know that once the Taiyin Small Form Refining in Mingyue Temple is completed, it is invulnerable to all poisons." Fakong said: "No matter how poisonous you are, it will be useless."

"Haha..." Gu Xinxian laughed again, suddenly turned her wrist, and stabbed Fakong between the eyebrows with the Thunder God Sword.

"Ding!" Fakong spat out one word lightly.

Gu's heart stopped for a moment.

"Bang bang!" Two slender jade palms hit Gu Xinxian's chest again, exactly where he had been hit before.

"Poof!" Gu Xinxian flew into the air and sprayed out a bloody arrow.

His eyes burned with rage.

Annoyed and hated.

I really couldn't resist the murderous intention and the temptation to kill the smelly monk immediately.

It hasn't been able to completely destroy those palm powers.

The Thunder God Sword also failed to recover.

But they used this period of time to accumulate strength, and it turned out that they were not poisoned!

Could it be that the Taiyin Small Refining Form in Mingyue Temple is really invulnerable to all poisons?

"Bang bang bang bang..." The two women chased after him and slapped him in the air more than ten times.

Except for the two previously charged palms, the remaining palm power still couldn't break through his body-protecting sword energy.

Although Gu Xinxian was more seriously injured and his face turned yellow, he was able to hold on for a short time.

Fakong's face was pale and he closed his eyes slightly. He looked like he had indeed been poisoned, which made Gu Xinxian secretly relieved.

The Taiyin Refined Form of Mingyue Temple is invulnerable to all poisons, but this monk is not from Mingyue Temple, so he must have been poisoned.

When he thought of this, a smile appeared on his withered face.

It seems that there is hope for his escape.

Just at this moment, his expression changed slightly.
To be continued...