Chapter 140: Fighting the Joyful King (Part 2)
These people were indeed as light as a swallow. Even though their basic skills were very poor, they relied on the internal energy and advantages brought by their realm and began to climb the city wall like wolves and tigers.
"Archers, get ready. Three, two, one, shoot!" On the top of the city wall, there were disciples who had practiced military tactics and began to take the lead in defending the city.
Bowstrings were pulled one after another, sending out a rain of arrows that instantly enveloped the servants of King Huanxi who were climbing the city wall with their bare hands.
These people were just about to circulate their internal energy and use some defensive moves to resist the rain of arrows, but something unexpected happened. No matter how they stimulated the internal energy in their bodies, it seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
The red-robed servants were horrified and didn't know what was wrong. They could only dodge or catch the arrows with their hands.
One or two arrows are fine, but how can you withstand all of this rain of arrows? Even if you have internal energy, you may not be able to remain intact, let alone now.
"Puff, puff." From time to time, the sound of arrows piercing into people's bodies could be heard. Some unlucky people were even shot into sieves and died on the spot.
"What's going on? Can you mobilize internal energy?" Some people began to panic. Even the eight core servants who carried the sedan chair and had the deepest internal energy could not mobilize even a few strands of internal energy at this time.
Moreover, when those core servants looked at their bodies, they also felt something was wrong. Their exposed skin began to turn red, small red dots began to appear, and even something seemed to be accumulating inside their bodies.
King Huanxi's expression suddenly changed at this moment. He sniffed as if he found something amiss and shouted, "Hold the siege for now! This brat is shameless and secretly poisoned the city. Take the detoxification pills quickly and find a safe place to practice Qigong to force the poison out."
Wang Yao also laughed heartily and said to the top of the city wall, "Quickly surround and kill them. They've been poisoned by my poison. Not only will they lose their internal energy, but they'll die in no time."
King Huanxi was so angry at Wang Yao's tit-for-tat that his face turned blue. He wanted to leave Wang Yao behind and go straight to the city to kill all the members of the Kuanglang Gang.
"Hey, King Huanxi, we all rely on our own methods. You discovered it too late. What can I do?" Wang Yao punched to block King Huanxi's way, and at the same time released more toxins from his fungus and poison palm.
"You! How can you be so shameless and still poison people?" King Joy was furious and slammed Wang Yao's fist, which was shining with starlight.
Wang Yao naturally didn't bother to pay attention to King Huanxi, who was now a little angry and embarrassed. Instead, he glanced at the red-robed servants who wanted to retreat. The time was almost up.
The group attack capability of the Fungus and Poison Hand should be well verified this time. A cold light flashed in Wang Yao's eyes. These people deserve to be put to death and must not be shown mercy.
As he thought about this, an idea occurred to him. The bacteria and toxins had already accumulated to the right place, so he started!
With a gentle wave of Wang Yao's pair of white and delicate hands, something seemed wrong with the red-robed servants who retreated out of the range of the rain of arrows.
"Ah, it hurts so much and it itches!" The red-robed servants began to scream, fell to the ground, hugged their heads, and rolled around.
This was still considered good. Some red-robed servants felt so hot and uncomfortable that they tore off their clothes, but this did not relieve the heat.
Instead, the skin suddenly exposed to the air turns red instantly and the whole body begins to swell.
Slowly, it became like an inflated ball, gradually swelling up. No matter how many detoxification pills the servant took, it was useless.
"Save me, save me, master!" The red-robed servant uttered a final cry for help, and then he seemed to lose consciousness, his eyes closed tightly, unable to speak anymore.
"Bang." When the red-robed servant expanded to a certain size, it finally exploded. Streams of red and green pus mixed with blood scattered everywhere.
Some of the liquid splashed onto other red-robed servants whose illness was not as serious, making a "sizzling" burning sound. These pus were actually highly corrosive. I really don't know how they were produced in the human body.
The sudden death of this red-robed servant was just the beginning. He seemed to have triggered a tarot card effect. All the red-robed servants began to feel hot and unbearable and tore off their clothes.
Although they had seen the miserable appearance of their companions, their bodies were no longer under their control. Only this brief coolness could calm the fire burning in their hearts.
"My king, my master, help me, save me." The red-robed servant fell to the ground and wailed, watching his skin become hot and begin to swell.
This symptom only accounts for the majority. There are countless other ways of developing the disease. This is the different effect brought about by the virus in Wang Yao's hands.
Some vomited blood from their mouths, some died suddenly from a small wound that became infected and festered, and some were covered with small red spots all over their bodies, suffering from unbearable itching, and died by hitting the ground.
This doomsday-like scene frightened everyone present, even the Great King of Joy, who was ranked 77th on the Earth List.
He had traveled all over the country for so many years, but he had never heard of such a horrible poison. It didn't seem like poisoning, but rather a contagious disease.
Like smallpox? Plague?
The Kuanglang Gang disciples couldn't help but feel happy when they saw that these red-robed servants were dying one after another without them doing anything, but at the same time they were a little scared. What if the same thing happened to them?
Only Shitou and Ergou were not afraid. Instead, their eyes were shining as they stared at the symptoms displayed by these red-robed servants when they died of illness.
They were deeply moved by the scene shown by Wang Yao. It turned out that poison was such a powerful means that could kill people invisibly.
At first, they couldn't understand why Wang Yao forced them to learn poison. They thought it would be better to learn a few more martial arts skills with that time.
Now it seems that they were shallow, because they thought the poison was useless because they had not studied it deeply enough.
In a short while, all of King Huanxi's servants died in various ways, losing their voices and even their cries for help and mercy stopped.
It's so strange, killing people without being seen. This is Bian Jiu, the most skilled boxer in the martial arts world. When did he become so skilled in using poison?
If it was before, no one would have believed it, but now the ground is full of corpses, masters of the first and second realms, and foreign warriors who also have a place in the world of martial arts, all of whom have died.
King Huanxi, who had been harassed by Wang Yao, also had a serious expression on his face. If he still didn't take Bian Jiu seriously at this time, he would be really arrogant and ignorant of his own life.
Relying on the master's protective energy, he could barely defend against these pervasive bacteria and viruses, but he was powerless against his servants.
"Haha, Divine Fist Bian Jiu, I think everyone has misunderstood you. Poison Fist Bian Jiu is the more appropriate name, right? I have painstakingly accumulated more than ten years of sedan-bearing servants, and you just dealt with them like this. How are you going to compensate me?" King Huanxi laughed in anger, distanced himself from Wang Yao, and looked around, as if he wanted to get to know him all over again.
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