Su Mu turned around to look at Xiao Feng and found that his face had turned ashen.
Of those who come from the lower realm, how many can escape from the Poison Sect?
Moreover, this poison technique was personally left behind by the Poison Emperor; how could Xiao Feng possibly resist it?
Xiao Feng felt his spiritual energy gradually disappear and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Wu Hai watched as many Ming Cult disciples walked in from the doorway, glanced at them, and said, "If you try to stop me, aren't you afraid I'll kill you all?"
With his strength, dealing with Su Mu would be somewhat difficult, but dealing with the Ming Cult members would be no problem at all.
Seeing Wu Hai threatening the other members of the Ming Cult, Su Mu took an extra step forward: "Wu Hai, we in the Ming Cult are not afraid of you."
The spiritual energy within his body surged forth continuously, creating a barrier in front of him.
The reason why the Poison King is so powerful is simply because the poison techniques he has cultivated are extremely outrageous.
As long as his poison skills are kept out of reach, he will naturally have no power at all.
Seeing that they were serious, Wu Hai quickly stretched out his hand: "Wait, my bet with that kid isn't over yet, and I don't want to fight you."
Looking at Xiao Feng from afar, I realized that he had not died anytime soon.
After hesitating for a long time, she looked up at Su Mu and said, "If he hadn't died, your daughter would have to marry him. The person my godson likes must be obtained!"
Su Xueqing looked at Wu Hai with a strange expression when he suddenly spoke up for Xiao Feng.
The two of them have been in pairs since they came in. If Xiao Feng can withstand it, that would be a good thing.
Seeing that the number of Ming Cult disciples was increasing, Wu Hai had no intention of staying here. He waved his sleeve forcefully and said, "Make all your disciples disperse. I don't want to start a massacre."
If Xiao Feng can withstand this poison, their two families will become in-laws.
Slaughtering his own people is not his style.
He left the main hall laughing, leaving the sect elders and disciples below the platform looking completely bewildered.
In the distance, Zhu Chen approached Su Mu with a grim face: "Should we kill him?"
Seeing that Zhu Chen was about to make a move, Su Mu turned to look at Xiao Feng on the ground and gritted his teeth: "Don't pursue him for now."
Even if they manage to catch up, they will likely suffer heavy casualties.
The Poison King has just appeared, and those people in the audience have already chosen their teams.
The person Su Mu needed to deal with wasn't Poison King Wu Hai, but rather these opportunists in the audience.
Looking down at the sect elders and sect leader present, he said, "Your commotion just now was quite energetic."
At the entrance, many Ming Cult disciples slowly entered, each carrying their weapons.
Seeing that Su Mu was somewhat angry with them, these people looked troubled and said, "We have no choice. The Poison Emperor's aura is too strong; we can't resist it."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Su Mu quietly took a step forward, and the spiritual power within his body erupted like a volcano, slamming into all of them.
"Pfft..."
A powerful person would spit out a mouthful of blood, and the spiritual energy within their body would crawl like a tortoise.
As for those who were weaker, they didn't even make a sound; they simply turned into a cloud of blood mist and disappeared before their eyes.
Seeing Su Mu begin to deal with these people, Zhu Chen hurriedly came to his side: "We can't kill them all, otherwise... no one outside will dare to cooperate with us."
The Ming Cult has always been positioned as an evil cult, so it's only natural that they would kill a few more people.
Their noise did not disturb Xiao Feng, who was meditating cross-legged to the side.
No matter how much spiritual energy is gathered in the body, it will inexplicably disappear when it falls next to the poison seed.
He stared at the disappearing spiritual power with a strange expression, still unable to come up with a solution.
Beside him, Su Xueqing slowly woke up and discovered that Xiao Feng had extremely strong poison in his body.
Just as he was about to approach, Su Mu stopped him, his face extremely grim: "He can only rely on himself to solve this problem; no one from the outside can help him."
If any external force enters his body, the poison will be detonated immediately.
With his body that came from the lower realm, he would turn into dust in an instant.
Upon learning of Xiao Feng's terrible ordeal, Su Xueqing's face was filled with bitterness: "I told you to take action against them long ago, why didn't you listen to me?"
The Poison Sect has always acted in a cryptic and unpredictable manner; once they decide to make a move, they will definitely do so.
Su Mu merely thought they were a good match, but he didn't expect that the Poison King didn't take them seriously at all.
Seeing Su Xueqing blaming him, his anger had reached its peak.
He looked at Zhu Chen beside him and said, "Pass down the order to all disciples to prepare for a decisive battle with Wu Hai in five days."
Judging from his appearance, he clearly didn't think highly of Xiao Feng and believed that Xiao Feng had no strength to recover.
Wu Long's poison skills are only mediocre, so it's not surprising that he was able to eliminate it.
Wu Hai's poison skills were extremely pure, even Su Mu had to give him a wide berth, let alone Xiao Feng.
On the other side, inside the Qian Yuan Sect.
Shao Tian hurried to An Siya's room and found her getting ready.
Seeing that he was about to pounce on her, Ansia quickly changed her position and sat down as if she was not feeling well.
"I'm not feeling well today, so I can't engage in dual cultivation. Otherwise, it would be a sin to spoil your enjoyment."
Seeing that she was repeatedly avoiding him, Shao Tian was furious and slapped Ansya hard across the face.
"Smack..."
"If we cannot cultivate together, why should I keep you here?"
Seeing blood trickling from Ansia's lips, Shao Tian pretended not to notice and turned to leave the room.
"Sooner or later, I will kill you."
Looking at the blood in the bronze mirror, he took out the paper from the drawer and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Unbeknownst to them, two figures quietly entered the Qian Yuan Sect.
Zhao Yuwei and Bai Zhao stared in astonishment at the empty corridor: "How come there isn't a single person in such a large sect?"
Something unusual must be going on, so the two of them were extremely cautious, afraid of accidentally stepping into some kind of trap.
Bai Zhao peeked into the courtyard and found that there was still no one there.
Just as they were about to go inside, Zhao Yuwei quickly grabbed Bai Zhao: "I think we should use our spiritual power to explore first. What do you think?"
Use your spiritual power to check if there's any trouble inside, so you can find out if there's an ambush.
Hearing Zhao Yuwei's reminder, Bai Zhao quietly closed his eyes, and the spiritual energy within his body surged forth endlessly.
As luck would have it, Shao Tian happened to come out of the courtyard.
Judging from his expression, he was clearly unhappy, probably because he had been rejected by Ansia.
Worried that Shao Tian would discover his spiritual power, Bai Zhao slowly opened his eyes and peered inside: "I've found where Shao Tian is. Perhaps... we should kill him first."
The two hit it off immediately and quietly went inside, looking for the right opportunity to kill Shao Tian first.
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