Chapter 329 The Master of Poison Valley

Luo Xiaofeng felt very strange.

This beautiful jade attacked his three moves. Although each move hit the vital parts of his body, these three moves were all midway changes and had no murderous aura.

Luo Xiaofeng even doubted whether this beautiful jade could be good at martial arts.

Meiyu looked at Luo Xiaofeng and suddenly smiled: "You are so young, your martial arts are so good. If you join our Poison Valley, your future will be even more limitless." As she said, she suddenly slapped three times.

Luo Xiaofeng knew that this was probably a secret code issued by Meiyu.

Sure enough, no matter what Luo Xiaofeng expected, after Meiyu hit her palm three times, a figure popped up like a ghost in the tunnel on the head of the bed.

This man was lean and thin, wearing a black leather jacket, tightly wrapped around his body, wearing a pair of black thin-soled leather boots, and black soft leather gloves on his hands. His face was snow-white, but his eyes were golden. He was bare and had no hair, but a woman's face was needled on his bald head. This needle-punched face was somewhat similar to the beautiful jade standing in front of him.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the uninvited guest in surprise.

Meiyu, who was standing aside, introduced with a smile on her face: "This is the owner of Poison Valley, Poison Heaven!"

Luo Xiaofeng was shocked. As soon as the sword ancestor died, his body was not cold, his two former enemies came to him.

Beautiful jade!

Poisonous Heaven!

These two people were the pain of Jianzu's life, but he never dreamed that his two enemies had been secretly monitoring him for thirty years.

Thirty years, how many thirty years are there in life! Why are these beautiful jade and poisonous heaven so patient? What exactly are they doing?

Luo Xiaofeng looked at Du Tian and smiled indifferently: "You are the master of the Poison Valley. It's a pity that the Sword Ancestor is dead. Otherwise, I'll have a good show again!"

Although Du Tian felt uncomfortable when he heard this, there was still no expression on his thin and white face.

Meiyu, who was standing beside her, glanced at Luo Xiaofeng and smiled at Du Tiandao: "The young man in front of you is Mr. Luo, a legendary figure in the Demon Gou Continent! Although you and I do not cultivate spiritual power, we may not know about other spiritual power cultivators, but we must remember Mr. Luo."

Du Tian was still a cold and dead face. His golden eyes turned and suddenly said, "Master Luo, Meiyu and I have been waiting for thirty years. Unexpectedly, in the end, it was a bamboo basket to fetch water, and it was empty." The sound of his speech sounded very uncomfortable, as if his neck was pinched, dull and dry, with a slight panting sound.

Luo Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "Why can't I understand what you said?"

Du Tiandao: "The wise man will not say secret words! I ask you, where did you hide the magic sword score of that dead ghost?"

Luo Xiaofeng glanced at Meiyu who was standing aside and said lightly: "I have said it long ago that the magic sword score is not in my hands!" He glanced at Du Tian with a cold face, and slowly continued: "Even if the magic sword score of the sword ancestor is in my hands, I will not give it to you!"

After saying this, Luo Xiaofeng picked up the empty wooden box and walked out without looking back.

The Baimiaoshan Temple is filled with an unpleasant smell, but the air outside the temple is fresh and sweet.

It was late autumn.

In addition to the bright red maple leaves all over the mountain, you can also smell the refreshing fragrance of osmanthus.

I can’t see the osmanthus tree, but I can always smell the fragrance of osmanthus.

Baimiao Mountain is indeed a very good place, but unfortunately, it is not as beautiful as it seems on the surface.

murderous look!

Luo Xiaofeng felt murderous intent again!

Du Tian and Meiyu followed closely! They had been waiting for thirty years, how could they believe Luo Xiaofeng's one-sided words?

"If you don't take out the magic sword score, you won't want to leave Baimiao Mountain alive!"

Du Tian gritted his teeth, and the dull and dry sound sounded uncomfortable.

Luo Xiaofeng didn't even look at Du Tian. He carried his hands on his back and looked at the red leaves all over the mountains.

The sunset is setting!

The surroundings slowly became darker.

Luo Xiaofeng put the small wooden box of Jianzu into his infinite space.

He held the blood flame divine sword in his hand tightly, took a deep breath of fresh air full of the fragrance of osmanthus, and suddenly said: "I only now know why the Sword Ancestor was defeated by my hands!"

Du Tian was surprised: "Oh?"

Luo Xiaofeng glanced at the sword ancestor's corpse and sighed: "If I'm not wrong, in the past thirty years, you have not only been secretly monitoring the sword ancestor, but also secretly poisoned."

"How did you know?" Du Tian was indeed surprised when he stared at his golden eyes.

"Du Tian is indeed an expert in poisoning. It is really admirable to let the sword ancestor be poisoned for 30 years without dying!" Luo Xiaofeng slowly turned around and faced Du Tian, ​​and slowly continued: "A person who can call himself a sword ancestor will never be thrown into a stone by someone and will be confused! In fact, even if my partner doesn't throw that stone, the sword ancestor will not last long. Maybe the sword ancestor will never think that in the past few years, not only his limbs have been destroyed, but his brain has also been destroyed!"

"Iron Eagle is the disciple of the Sword Ancestor, but the sword ancestor's sword technique is not much better than his disciple, and in some aspects it is even worse than his disciple!" Luo Xiaofeng looked at Du Tian: "You dug up the tunnel privately and secretly monitor the Sword Ancestor for 30 years! If the Sword Ancestor has a normal mind, how could he not find it?"

Meiyu glanced at the body of the sword ancestor and immediately turned her face. Her stomach churned and almost vomited.

This is her former man, a man who loved her deeply, and she could not forget her until death, but she hurt him! She didn't feel any guilt at all, but she felt very disgusting.

If the Sword Ancestor was still alive, how would he feel?

The woman he missed was indeed back, but after he died! If this woman had obtained the magic sword score, even if he died, she would not have come to take a look.

Luo Xiaofeng frowned. He didn't expect that the Sword Ancestor's woman would be so cold and ruthless!

Fairy-like face!

A vibrator-like heart!

Luo Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and slowly raised the blood flame magic knife in his hand.

Meiyu lifted up her clothes and ran to the side to vomit.

Du Tian looked at the Blood Flame Divine Sword in Luo Xiaofeng's hand, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes began to pound violently.

The Blood Flame Divine Sword is a top-grade attack artifact, and is naturally hundreds of times stronger than ordinary swords. Even without spiritual power, the Blood Flame Divine Sword will naturally exude a murderous aura.

Du Tian shivered, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the geese formation by the sky and suddenly said, "If you want to fight, hurry up!"

Du Tian looked at Luo Xiaofeng fiercely, but there was no intention of starting a fight.

Meiyu finally vomited. She twisted her waist and walked over slowly: "Young Master Luo, don't be anxious, we will send you to the West soon! That dead ghost hasn't gone far, you can still be a companion on the road to the underworld." She said lightly, not taking murder seriously, as if it was a common occurrence.

Luo Xiaofeng sneered, glanced at Meiyu, and glanced at Du Tian that was silent.

"Although you have great ability to poison, you will be in trouble when you meet me!" Luo Xiaofeng sneered.
Chapter completed!