Reverse the World with Martial Arts from a Crap to a Master

"Shin!"

Murder Sword, which was originally extremely slow, suddenly blocked the fan stud and flew it away.

Seeing this, Martin's smile suddenly stopped. Seeing that the red smoke had already thrown into Chu Nan's nose, the smile reappeared. If you are poisoned by corpse rot, you will die without a doubt!"

"Really?"

Martin was elated, thinking that he could get more attention, he showed off his skills and said, "Yes, the poison of rotting corpse, whoever is poisoned by this poison, immediately begins with rotting skin, then rotting flesh and blood, then rotting bones, and finally rotting lungs, rotting liver and heart, turning into a pile of ashes. In the meantime, every process will be extremely painful. That kind of pain is unimaginable, especially, the poison of rotting corpse can make you stay awake to the maximum extent. Make sure you feel the pain clearly and deeply!"

Hearing Martin's words, the Paradise Palace disciple did not think that it was insidious at all, but admired it to the extreme. Fu Shan also thought, "Martin this kid, where did he get the poison of corpse rot?"

"Interesting." Chu Nan said plainly that if the Murder Sword danced again, it would still be a simple cut. Because the ice room had already practiced the skill of "Cutting sorrow," Chu Nan's heart was still filled with desire, and then according to the martial art formula, the desire to cut was in the sword!

Ling Yanlan, who was struggling with her own**, was much better now. Seeing that Chu Nan no longer used his previous moves to drive these annoying Paradise Palace disciples away, but used such skills that even she felt extremely clumsy and unfamiliar, her heart was full of confusion and confusion.

Martin's face had changed drastically. The "Instant" time had already passed, but he was still fine, and could not be any better. He said anxiously in his heart, "Ineffective? Is the poison of corpse rot ineffective? How could it be? I have used it many times. With the poison of the corpse, even the one who was taller than me died under my hands. This person has no reaction. His skin and flesh are still fine. There is no change at all."

Thinking of this, he shouted, "I don't believe it!"

As he spoke, Martin leapt into the air. The fan opened to its maximum in an instant, and it was three meters wide. It was a huge fan. Hundreds of spikes with icy light flew out of the fan in an instant, and there was a faint green light. Obviously, these spikes were poisoned, and the red poisonous fog covered his nose again.

Chu Nan had fought hundreds of battles and used fans as weapons. So far, Martin was the second, and the first was the military advisor of the mysterious black-shirted man he met in the Huafang Clan. He was also the hidden weapon in the fan.

Hundreds of nails were coming in a fierce and powerful manner.

Chu Nan was still slowly chopping down the Murder Sword, three times in a row. By this time, the fan stud had come up to him and was about to hit Chu Nan. The Murder Sword suddenly drew hundreds of dazzling sword shadows.

Then, hundreds of nails were actually reflected back and stabbed into the fatal parts of Martin's body.

The fan spikes reflected, and the poisonous fog came again. The killing sword was dancing with its remnants.

The disciples of the palace of bliss saw Chu Nan cut out the fan nail and cut it back in an instant. Their hearts were already in a collective "Kedun." When they saw Chu Nan stop the Murder Sword, the originally misty body rotting poison was cut into a red droplet. All of them trembled and their eyes were filled with horror.

Fu Shan was still holding the woman in his arms. The woman's burning body suddenly dropped to the freezing point, and Fu Shan seemed to be holding an ice cube...

The astonishment of the disciples of the blissful palace was not over yet. Chu Nan held the Murder Sword and gently pointed at the red drop. The corpse rot poison immediately shot at Martin at a furious speed, much faster than when the corpse poison floated in a mist.

Martin was trying his best to deal with the reflected fan nails at this time. After a circle of fan nails, the power of the fan nails multiplied, whether it was speed, force, angle, etc., and he used the fan to block the fan nails. When he wanted to knock down the fan nails, the fan was actually broken by the fan nails...

At this point, Martin seemed to realize that the person who only had the aura of a junior Martial was much stronger than him. The fan stud would not have broken through the fan, because his fan was also a medium quality artifact, but the fact that it was broken, what does this mean?

This means that when someone counterattacks the fan nail, they also exert a force and a strong force on the fan nail.

Just as Martin was in a tight corner and couldn't even cope with the fan pin, the poison of rotting corpses hit him in the form of red droplets. Martin, who had previously resisted the fan pin, did not see Chu Nan misting it into a liquid. He was wondering when the droplets hit him.

At the moment of the collision, Martin finally understood what the red droplet was, the poison of his body decay. However, Martin realized too late that the poison of the body decay, which had no effect on Chu Nan, had launched a wild and fierce attack on him.

As Martin said, the skin is rotten, the meat is rotten...

The fan in his hand fell, and hundreds of nails penetrated his body. Martin's body was like a torn quilt, riddled with holes!

Then he fell down from the sky, his body still rotting, and when he fell to the ground, it became a handful of dust; Martin said the tragedy before, finally happened to him.

It's true that we should return the favor of others!

All the disciples in the palace of bliss were turned into puppets. The image of Martin from birth to death, to melting into dust, was constantly appearing in their minds. Their bodies were trembling, trembling...

Ling Yanlan recalled the scene of Chu Nan chopping hundreds of swords in an instant. "What kind of skill is this? Also, what is the skill of turning fog into liquid?"

In fact, for Chu Nan, it was very simple to turn fog into liquid. It only needed to slightly mobilize one thousandth of the energy of Hanyu Lanyan King. However, what Chu Nan just launched did not mobilize the Cold Jade and Blue Flame, but instead, it was compressed purely in the form of a compact, hard fog into liquid!

Chu Nan turned around and asked Ling Yanlan, "How much do you understand?"

"Childe, yanlan is stupid, only one in six or seven." Ling Yanlan was a little ashamed and a little frightened. Chu Nan added, "Look at every move I make. It's up to you how much you can learn."

"Yes, childe, yanlan will work hard."

Chu Nan turned around, looked at Martin, who had turned to dust, and said in a regretful tone, "What a pity. If the attack isn't so fierce, you can live a little longer. The'desire to kill' technique is just the beginning!"

After saying this, Chu Nan stared at Fu Shan and said with a faint smile, "It's your turn!"

"It's your turn."

Three words floated out of chu nan's mouth in a very flat manner.

When the sound reached Fu Shan's ears, Fu Shan suddenly looked up at Chu Nan, staring straight at Chu Nan, his eyes hooked.

Chu Nan couldn't help but laugh when he saw Fu Shan's expression. Then he saw the deep hole in front of him. Suddenly, he stretched out a delicate hand and shouted, "Fu Shan, you dare to throw me into the ground. If you don't want to live, reach out and pull me up..."