Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 171

[Chapter 171: The Poison Sect is Fascinated]

On the fourth day, the Jiuchan Tiandou Arena opened again.

Shen Zhenyi got a lucky bye and went directly to the fourth round of the top sixteen.

Monk Wumeng shouted and smiled, “Shen San Gongzi is really blessed, a person with great luck, even this kind of thing can happen? Now I don’t have to worry about your odds going up…”

For three consecutive games, Shen Zhenyi established a role of playing fish in troubled waters. When everyone mentioned him, they no longer remembered his actual combat results, only the “good luck guy”.

In the fourth round, there were two byes in total, from thirty to sixteen.

These sixteen people are the elites among the elites. As long as they have subjective will and are not seriously injured in the arena, they are generally eligible to enter the Chaos Secret Realm.

Next door, Master Yu of the Central Plains Sword Sect also made it to the top sixteen by virtue of his strength. Hearing that Shen Zhenyi won the lottery, he couldn’t help feeling a little unhappy.

Young Master Yu didn’t really look down on Shen Zhenyi from a small place. Before, he wanted to express the attitude of Corporal Li Xian, and he wanted to communicate with him. He didn’t expect that Shen Zhenyi would not give him face, so he threw it away.

Now that the two are standing on the same starting line, Young Master Yu feels that this is an insult to himself.

“This kind of person… hum!”

There was a feast next door to celebrate, and when Shen Zhenyi was mentioned, Young Master Yu scoffed.

When Chu Huoluo heard this, she was filled with righteous indignation. She wished that her master would immediately meet this proud young master in the ring and teach him a good lesson.

But of course it can’t be so coincidental.

On the fifth day, Shen Zhenyi’s opponent in the draw was the fascination of the Poison Sect.

It is generally believed that the good luck of the third son of Shen has come to an end.

The Poison Sect was fascinated and became famous more than 300 years ago. He made good use of strange poisons and encountered adventures again and again. He developed a poisonous skill that makes people feel fearful, and can kill people without being seen. One of the scariest people.

“His poisonous lotus Xuanchan, within ten feet, takes people’s lives, like looking into a bag to take things.”

“I heard that he used the power of one person to break through tens of thousands of cavalry. There was no fierce battle, just passing by, and those cavalry in the real world died inexplicably…”

“When Shen Zhenyi met him, he had suffered from blood mold for eight lifetimes. Either he had to admit defeat in advance, or even if he didn’t die… would he have to lie in bed for a few months?”

In the past, Poison Sect’s fascinated opponents, except for one who admitted defeat when he entered the ring, all the others were poisoned, and two people died. Originally, staying in bed for a few months is a trivial matter, and it may take years or even decades of hard work to make up for the vitality.

“Shen Zhenyi’s foundation is not as good as others. If he insists on not admitting defeat, I’m afraid that he will die without a place to be buried!”

“Yeah, if True Qi can’t suppress the poison, then the Poison Sect won’t even be able to dig out the antidote…”

The field is full of such comments.

Before Shen Zhenyi came to power, Monk Wumeng suddenly jumped out from the side, knelt down in front of him, and cried out, “Third Young Master, you must not be confused! This Poison Sect is vicious, you must not compare with him. Fight! If others lose, they will lose, and against this person, if they lose, they will die!”

He cried miserably, and Chu Huoluo and Princess Long couldn’t help but laugh.

The people around him didn’t know it, and they all started to talk about it, “This is a loyal servant, and it is the way to save one’s life by persuading and persuading him.”

“It’s a pity that Shen Zhenyi is young and vigorous, I’m afraid she won’t listen to this monk.”

“Shen Zhenyi is sure to lose this game, I don’t know if he can save his life!”

Everyone only thinks that Monk Wumeng is a person from Abandoned Sword Villa, how can they know that he is purely acting.

The gambler who originally wanted to gamble on Shen Zhenyi also gave up after this scene, and the gamble quickly tilted towards the Poison Sect Wanshen.

Shen Zhenyi laughed and laughed, got rid of Monk Kai Wumeng, and Shi Shiran entered the golden ring.

Poison Sect Wanshen was already waiting for him on the stage. Seeing that he insisted on coming up, he sneered: “Boy, if you cherish your life, or listen to your words and leave early, why are you courting death here?”

After entering the top sixteen, you already have the qualifications to go to the Lianli Secret Realm. If you are afraid of death, you don’t have to fight again.

However, those who can enter the top sixteen are all the top experts in the world of eight repairs. They are all arrogant and arrogant. How can anyone be willing to lose without a fight.

Shen Zhenyi didn’t care about his reputation, and he had a reason to persevere to the end, so he smiled and said, “No matter what the Poison Sect does, I can handle it.”

“Big talk!”

Poison Sect Wanxiang originally wanted to win without fighting, but seeing the other party’s obsession, he was contemptuous and a little angry.

“Under my poisonous lotus Xuanchan, I don’t know how many famous masters died. What kind of thing are you that can withstand the urging of my first skill?”

He kills like hemp, of course he doesn’t care about killing one more, he just doesn’t bother to bother.

Shen Zhenyi frowned, “You poisonous lotus, Xuanchan, is nothing more than the fact that you have obtained Yin Luobailian, so your power is greatly increased, and the strong master wins the ancestors, but the poison is so violent that you can’t control it yourself, so that your mind is affected. , moody, extremely violent. How long have you had Yin Luo Bailian, and how many people have you killed?”

Poison Sect Wanshen was slightly surprised when he heard what he said about the origin of his poisonous art. However, he was conceited that he was highly poisonous, and he didn’t care. He sneered: “There are not 10,000 people, but there are also 8,000. Who would be patient to remember that many?”

Shen Zhenyi said lightly: “Can there be innocent people, people who are not skilled in martial arts, old and weak, women and children?”

As a top-notch expert, he generally wouldn’t do anything to people who were weaker than himself, let alone kill innocent people, but the mind of the Poison Sect’s fascination was influenced by Yin Luo Bailian, and he could no longer be regarded as a normal person.

He laughed aloud and said, “Kill it and kill it, don’t care if he is innocent or not? I am unhappy one day, and poisoned people in a town. Do I need to count them one by one if they have martial arts?”

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

Although they all know that the Poison Sect Wanshen tend to be ruthless and ruthless, but this kind of dehumanizing thing can actually be done. Thinking of those innocent people who died in vain, everyone felt horrified.

“That’s good.”

Shen Zhenyi’s attitude was still indifferent.

He didn’t look angry, just handed down the verdict.

“Then…you can die in peace.”