My Wife, Something is Wrong

  Chapter 881 Above the Great Master, I'm Poisoned!

  In the tent, there was silence.

   Fairy Zixia stood aside, seemed to want to speak, but held back.

  Nangong Huoyue also followed in, also silent.

  Luo Qingzhou stood by the side, waiting quietly. After seeing Sister Yue's hand away from the uncle's abdomen, Fang asked, "Where is the injury?"

  Yue Yao was silent for a moment, then said, "Stomach."

  Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "I know it's the stomach, but I'm asking..."

  Linghu Qingzhu's gaze suddenly turned to him.

  The words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

  Yue Yao didn't speak any more, got up and walked out quietly.

  Fairy Zixia and Luo Ning also followed out.

Nangong Huoyue glanced at the two of them again, and Fang whispered: "You have already won two games, that's enough. In the next game, the opponent will definitely send disciples from the Transformation God Realm or Grand Master to play, the dean asked me to tell you , you can admit defeat directly, no one will blame you, and no one will laugh at you. Even if you lose this time, you are still my hero. With your talent, as long as you can save your life, my big brother There is hope in the flames.”

  Luo Qingzhou looked at the uncle's abdomen, with a calm face: "It's okay, I want to try again."

  Nangong Huoyue glanced at him again, turned and left without speaking.

  In the tent, there were only two people left.

  Luo Qingzhou paused, walked to the side of the bed, held his uncle's cold hand, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, Sister Yue is very powerful, she is a master of alchemy, she will definitely cure you."

  Linghu Qingzhu looked at him quietly, did not speak, tears slipped down from the corners of his eyes silently.

  Luo Qingzhou's lips trembled slightly, he lowered his head, and kissed her cheek.

   Immediately, he let go of her hand, got up and walked out of the tent.

   "Feiyang, the next game..."

Fairy Zixia, Patriarch, Dean Bai, etc., seemed to want to talk to him, to remind him something, but he went straight through the crowd, walked onto the battle stage, and looked at those people from Misty Immortal Sect .

   just watched quietly, and did not speak again.

  Jia Xun saw that he was resting well, and looked at the people of Misty Immortal Sect, and said: "The fifth round can begin."

  Among the crowd of Misty Immortal Sect, a tall young man in blue robe suddenly walked out.

  The young man looked calm, without exuding any aura, walked up to the battle stage unhurriedly, looked at the opposite side, and said: "Xiao Yao, the Misty Immortal Sect, is in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, and in the late stage of the master."

  As soon as these words came out, all the practitioners in the audience began to discuss in a low voice.

"Xiao Yao? It turned out to be him! I've heard of him. He is the most outstanding child of the Xiao family, the largest cultivating family in Xiangguo. Yes, he was directly accepted as a direct disciple."

   "Sure enough, the Misty Immortal Sect couldn't afford it anymore, and directly sent a disciple of the Transformation God Realm up, which is a whole higher realm than the disciple of Dayan."

   "Don't force yourself to be bullied by the strong, this is blatant revenge!"

   "You can't say that. The ten disciples who participated in the competition were stronger than each other. It is probably his turn in order. Whoever made him the Misty Immortal Sect, the overall strength is already very strong."

   "It's a pity for that boy Dayan, if he was born in the three great immortal sects, it would be terrible!"

  There were discussions in the audience.

  The people of Misty Immortal Sect are full of gloomy and murderous looks.

Zhou Yuanshan sneered and said: "Do you really think that if he wins two games, he will be invincible in the world? My Misty Immortal Sect can just take out an excellent disciple, and he can let him understand the gap between his Great Flame and our Misty Immortal Sect, just how big is it! "

   "Starting from this one, in the next few games, our Misty Immortal Sect will kill them all!"

   He gritted his teeth.

   At this time.

  Jia Xun's sleeve robe waved, and the mask appeared, slowly covering the entire battle platform.

   "Fifth competition, start!"

  He announced in an indifferent voice.

  Everyone in the audience cheered up and looked at the stage with breathless concentration.

   Yunzhou not far away, two windows open.

   Several pairs of gazes were directed at the figure on the battle platform.

The woman in the red skirt said: "Master, he is only at the late stage of the Distraction Realm and the late stage of the Grand Master. He is definitely not the opponent of the opponent. The opponent will definitely take him to death for revenge. Let's go out and have a look, and get closer to stop it. "

  The woman in the purple skirt said: "He's not stupid. If he can't win, he might just surrender."

The woman in the red dress frowned and said, "The point is, the other party may not give him a chance to surrender at all. After all, the other party is at the level of the gods, and the physical body is also the same as him. If the cultivation technique is powerful, it may It will instantly kill him."

   "Hey, where's Fenfen?"

   "Already out..."

   "Look, we guessed right, right? Fenfen is interested in that kid! Master, we..."

  At this time, a cold voice came from another window: "Look again."

   Several people stopped talking.

   At this time, the battle on the battlefield has already begun.

   This battle is obviously different from the previous ones.

The young man named Xiao Yao from Misty Immortal Sect, without any nonsense, without any hesitation, the moment Jia Xun announced the start of the competition, he took out a sword with a "clang" and slashed out an astonishingly powerful sword mango!

  As for the boy in Dayan, this time he gave up the initiative to attack.

  When the sword light slashed towards him, he only relied on his fist light and body skills to avoid it, and didn't dare to take a step forward.

  When everyone in the audience saw this scene, they all secretly thought it was a pity.

   "The difference in realm is too great. Even if the young man has more blood and courage, it will be of no use."

   "Although he has great body and boxing skills, he will eventually exhaust all his physical strength to dodge like this. If he makes a mistake, he will end up dead."

   "This scene, it seems that there is no suspense."

  Everyone in Misty Immortal Sect was completely relieved when they saw this scene.

  As for everyone in Dayan, their faces were ugly.

   "Shua!"

  Xiao Yao has slashed twenty-second swords in a row!

  Luo Qingzhou is still avoiding.

   But the whole battle platform is not big, and it is covered by the mask of the array. The space for him to hide is getting smaller and smaller.

  Xiao Yao's sword light has blocked all his escape routes!

   "Om—"

  The sword in his hand buzzed suddenly, and the powerful soul power possessed by the state of transformation in his body began to flow into the sword continuously.

  The sword light on the sword grew bigger and bigger, and there was a dragon chant sounding out of it!

  A terrifying breath suddenly emanated from the sword and body in his hand!

   "Twenty-Four Swords to Slay the Dragon..."

  Under the stage, Jia Xun's pupils shrank slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

   This set of sword techniques has actually appeared in the world.

Um?

  He suddenly felt something was wrong. It wasn't that the competition on stage was wrong, but...

  He was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked away, the energy in his body moved slightly, and suddenly his body trembled, feeling dizzy, his body swayed, and he almost fell.

"this…"

   "This old man is... poisoned?"

  His face was full of shock, feeling incredible and inexplicable.

  At this time, Ma Yan, an elder from Penglai Xiandao standing behind, saw that something was wrong with him, so he hurried over and asked, "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

  Jia Xun opened his mouth and was stunned. Fang looked at him and said, "You didn't respond?"

   Ma Yan looked confused: "What's not responding?"

  Jia Xun was stunned for a moment, but suddenly his heart shook, and he immediately turned his gaze to the battle platform.

  The floral fragrance just now...

   "Shua!"

  On the battle stage, Xiao Yao's 24 dragon-slaying swords made the first sword, which was astonishingly powerful.

   But he suddenly felt something was wrong.

  When he raised the sword in his hand and was about to make a second slash, he suddenly found that the meridians in his body seemed to be blocked, and the soul power could not flow at all!

  He panicked, hurriedly mobilized the exercises in his body, exerted the greatest strength, and mobilized his soul power.

  But this time, the soul power stopped there completely, completely motionless!

what happened?

   "Om—"

  The sword in his hand suddenly wailed, and because there was no supplement of soul power, the sword light blooming on the blade suddenly began to tremble and shrink.

  His expression changed, and he immediately tried to activate the Yuanli in the pill sea.

   But Yuan Li also remained motionless!

   This surprise is really no small matter!

  He immediately held the hilt of the sword with both hands, roared in a low voice, and tried his best again to stimulate the soul power in his body.

However…

   "Poof—"

  Because he was too hard, a fart suddenly spewed out from the back of his buttocks...

   This fart was so ferocious that it directly sent the elegant blue robe behind him flying backwards, making a sound of hunting!

   And... the sound is really loud...

  Everyone in the audience: "..."

  The muscles on Jia Xun's face twitched endlessly.

  He had already stepped back a few meters, and at this moment, he took a few steps back calmly and held his breath.

  Xiao Yao froze in place and suddenly turned into a wooden stake.

  At this moment, he wants to die...

   But he finally reacted!

  He looked at the boy opposite with trembling lips, the expression on his face was particularly distorted: "You...you...you actually..."

   "You actually put poison!"

  Luo Qingzhou suddenly held his nose and said angrily.

   After finishing speaking, he punched him in the chest with a "boom"!

   "Moo—"

   A deafening cow moo sounded!

   Behind Luo Qingzhou, a phantom of a magic bull suddenly appeared, and the black fist with red lightning hit Xiao Yao's chest heavily!

  Xiao Yao no longer had any strength to resist, his chest was sunken with a "click", and his whole body was thrown upside down!

   "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

  Luo Qingzhou's fist landed on his body and head like a storm in an instant!

   "Stop! We..."

  The moment Xiao Yao's chest was smashed, Wei Wuchang of Misty Immortal Sect suddenly yelled sharply.

  Xiao Yao is his disciple, his most proud personal disciple!

   And he is a disciple who has been praised by the ancestor himself!

   Never have an accident!

   But his words were not as fast as Luo Qingzhou's fist.

  When he yelled these words, Luo Qingzhou's hundreds of fists had already landed on Xiao Yao's body like a storm!

   Of course, there is thunder and lightning!

   "Boom!"

  Xiao Yao fell heavily to the ground, his head and body were **** and bloody, and he was killed on the spot!

   "Zi..."

  At the same time, a bolt of purple lightning penetrated into his body, instantly destroying his body and soul!

  The whole process was smooth and terrifying.

  The funny thing is that it wasn't until this time that the words Wei Wuchang yelled just now fell tremblingly: "We... admit defeat..."

Luo Qingzhou stood in front of the dead body that couldn't die anymore, looked up at the audience, looked at him and said, "Sorry, you shouted too late... Even if it was a little earlier, maybe I could hold back my fist, at least give He left a whole piece of meat..."

  Wei Wuchang froze in place, his face was ferocious, his whole body trembled, and he clenched his fists.

This time, Luo Qingzhou didn't pick up anything on the ground, nor sprinkled any powder, but said lightly: "Below the great master, I am invincible! Above the great master, I will poison you! The sixth round is still I."

  Under the stage, all the practitioners were speechless: "..."

  Da Yan everyone: "..."

  (end of this chapter)