Seeing that Xiao Yi was really in the void, he was floating cross-legged, took out a pile of poisonous materials and vomited poisonous energy, He Xiang was so angry that he was trembling.

The more He Xiang is, the faster the virulence in his blood occurs, and the more rampant the virulence in his dantian.

He Xiang gritted his teeth. Ning Rong's life is still in the hands of the dragon gun guards, and he would not dare to take action rashly no matter how much he hated him.

Although he was sure to kill all these dragon gun guards with one blow, he couldn't guarantee that when he did it, the tips of the guns in the hands of these dragon gun guards would tremble and pierce Ning Rong's throat directly...

In this way, even if he has a life-saving pill in his hand, he cannot save Ning Rong's life.

"Master Rong, I am preparing to kill these traitors and rescue you first! After three breaths, you can use your body protection divine aura to protect your body from being stabbed by the tip of the gun!"

He Xiang secretly sent a message to Ning Rong.

At present, he could only break the trap by rescuing Ning Rong first and then kill the God King-level poison cultivator sitting cross-legged.

When Ning Rong heard this, he quickly shouted: "He Xiang, do you want to kill Ben Shao? If Ben Shao's body-protecting divine weapon cannot stop their shooting, wouldn't I be dead? My youngest's life is so precious that I can't take risks with you! If you honestly get him three pals, wouldn't it be done? My youngest warns you that if Ben Shao dies, it will be yours, and the thousands of people in your He family will not want to survive!"

Ning Rong's terrified scream made the six dragon gun guards change their faces. The spears in their hands moved together, and a blood dot pierced from Ning Rong's neck at the tip of each gun!

"He Xiang, you'd better be honest! Otherwise, Ning Rong would definitely die!" The Dragon Guard shouted angrily.

He Xiang's face was as bright as a pig's liver, so angry that he wanted to rush over and kill Ning Rong, a trash who was afraid of death...

Not only did he not have the courage to fight with him, he also told him about his plan!

This is forcing him to take over Xiao Yi's other two palms!

"Such stupid master, I'm sorry He Xiang!" He Xiang felt sad and angry in his heart.

Ning Rong did not dare to cooperate, and he did not dare to think about it anymore.

Xiao Yi in the void narrowed his eyes and smiled, "King He Shen, you are quite despicable! However, I advise you to dispel these despicable thoughts. Even if you can rescue Ning Rong without any damage, do you think he is fine? I can poison you, do you think he can be spared?"

"What...what? You...have you poisoned me too?" Ning Rong shouted in horror.

Xiao Yi's eyes suddenly became cold and he snorted: "Ning Rong, if you don't want to die, you will be ordered to punch your old dog in the chest with all his strength! If he doesn't do it, I will urge the poison in your body now to make you die!"

He Xiang was shocked and angry and said, "I have promised to accept you three palms. What do you mean?"

Xiao Yi sneered: "Who made you have a despicable mind just now? This is a punishment for you not following the rules!"

"You!" He Xiang was so angry that he cried!

Who is not following the rules first?

How could he have made an appointment with three palms? He still has to stop for two days before he can use the second palm?

This shamelessness is definitely unprecedented, and there are definitely no visitors behind...

Moreover, he was just thinking and didn't take action. Now he was asked to punch himself in his chest with all his strength...

His life was not poisoned to death, and he was beaten to death by three palms, and sooner or later he would be killed!

He Xiang was so angry that he heard Ning Rong yell: "He Xiang, you hit it quickly, hit yourself, is it that difficult? Don't be afraid of clenching your fists, close your eyes and hit it!"

"Ning...Rong!" He Xiang gritted his teeth and roared at Ning Rong.

Ning Rong was startled and squeaked his neck and squeaked six bloody mouths on the tip of the gun.

"Wuwu, He Xiang, you really want to kill me! Wuwu... My young master is injured again, wuwu..." Ning Rong cried in fear.

He Xiang looked up at the sky, his eyes full of sadness.

Later, He Xiang lowered his head and looked at Xiao Yi viciously and roared: "Boy, I lost not to you, but to my own master! Don't be proud!"

boom!

As soon as the shout fell, He Xiang raised his hand and punched his chest.

The powerful force was directly beaten by He Xiang and flew back a hundred meters, and a mouthful of blood spurted away from the sky.

He Xiang was unwilling to accept it, He Xiang was angry, He Xiang felt sad again...

A mouthful of blood still contains countless bitterness.

Xiao Yi is indecent.

He Xiang is still a little stronger than him.

He could only try to play with Can He Xiang as much as possible.

Seeing He Xiang vomiting blood and his breath was floating violently, Xiao Yi suddenly stood up and his body was filled with news.

When he appeared again, his figure had already appeared in front of He Xiang.

He Xiang's pupils were glaring and he spoke angrily. Just as he was about to scold him, Xiao Yi's second palm had already hit He Xiang's chest hard!

The old injury was not cured and he was subjected to another heavy hand. Even if He Xiang was the peak power of the God King in the middle stage, he could not withstand it. He was directly knocked over by Xiao Yi's palm force and his eyes were turned over. He was unconscious like a meteorite and fell downwards.

Swish!

Xiao Yi chased and followed his third palm!

"I say three palms, and I will just have three palms!"

"The third palm, the soul-cleaning palm!"

boom!

The Wanpox Zun Dian's magical power level palm seal was pressed above He Xiang's head. The source poison and soul poison rushed to He Xiang's head...

At that moment, He Xiang's coma eyes suddenly opened. This was when his consciousness was strongly threatened, he woke up by the stimulation!

But at this moment, even though He Xiang was awake, he was powerless to resist.

"You are practicing the soul-cleaning palm, what you are practicing is Wan... Wan Poisonous Lord! You... Who are you Chu Ling!"

As a veteran god king-level powerhouse, He Xiang naturally has some understanding of some of the unique skills of Wanpo Zun Dian.

At this moment, he could see the origin of Xiao Yi's magical powers.

Xiao Yi raised his lips evilly and sneered: "What is Chu Ling’s relationship with me? You don’t need to know! You just need to remember my name!"

"I am Xiao Yi, who your Ning family is pursuing hard!"

"I, Xiao Yi, from now on, I will be your He Xiang's master!"

He Xiang's eyes widened, and finally closed his arms weakly...

He never expected that the small poison cultivator in the lower realm, who could have crushed the Ning family to death, had grown to such a terrifying level in just over ten years...

When Xiao Yi's palm moved away from He Xiang's head, Xiao Yi waved his hands at the six dragon gun guards and said coldly: "Put off all the spears."

The six dragon gun guards were a little hesitant, but they still took the magic gun.

Xiao Yi's order, even if they were not controlled by Xiao Yi, they did not dare to violate the orders of this evil god.

Even strong men of He Xiang’s level were made like this miserable. What confidence do they have to disobey?

After safety, Ning Rong lost a look of fear on his face, but instead he had a smile on his face. He ran to Xiao Yi happily and said with a flattering smile: "Master, I acted pretty well just now, right? Fortunately, I used to be a tragic person with my mother, otherwise I wouldn't be able to squeeze out the tears just now!"

The six dragon gun guards were all shocked. When did Ning Rong become Xiao Yi's poison slave?

They don't know at all!

horrible!
Chapter completed!