The brown spirit light attached itself to Odd Zhuo's body, and even his pupils were dyed the color of this spirit light. His aura almost instantly changed, and his subtle breathing gave off a heavy sense of oppression.
Elder Yin Zhiping couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. That brown spirit light just now had been too fast, and even with his dynamic vision, he had only been able to see a blurry trajectory … Although he couldn't be completely sure, Elder Yin Zhiping still saw that it seemed like a sword had turned into a ray of light and attached itself to this Director Zhuo's body.
One with the sword …
Elder Yin Zhiping had to admit that he had never seen a sword spirit directly attach itself to a body before in all his life of cultivation.
Furthermore, Elder Yin Zhiping felt that it was extremely unscientific, because under normal circumstances, the condition for the unity of man and sword to be achieved was that the compatibility between the spirit sword and its master had to reach a certain peak before such a fusion method could be realized. But the problem was that given the current situation, it was very obvious that the spirit sword which had just flown down from the sky clearly didn't belong to this Director Zhuo.
Even so, it was still possible to fuse with him.
What on earth was this sword's origin?
Elder Yin Zhiping subconsciously retreated, feeling that the situation in front of him had completely reversed. The driver in the van had also already sensed that the situation wasn't good, but when he wanted to drive back, he realized that all four of the van's tires had burst!
When had they burst?
They hadn't noticed it at all.
When they came back to their senses, they remembered that when the sword light had attached itself to Odd Zhuo's body just now, their minds had gone blank because of their spiritual fright … they had actually been so scared that they had blacked out!
Elder Yin grit his teeth and furrowed his brow.
At the moment, there was already no way out; they could only fight.
Furthermore, Elder Yin had always felt that he still had a chance of winning.
Although this Director Zhuo was currently one with his sword, it couldn't fundamentally change the strength of his body. As long as Elder Yin pierced Little Rongnu's skin a little and a powerful poison seeped into this Director Zhuo's body, even the sword spirit that had attached itself to him wouldn't be able to do anything about it, right?
It had to be said that Elder Yin's plan was indeed very good, but it was a pity that in the end, he had been too naive …
He hadn't expected at all what kind of player the sword spirit standing in front of him was.
There were many situations that couldn't be judged by common sense.
"No matter who you are, you can no longer stop my Demon Hunters Association's grand plan." Elder Yin Zhiping's expression darkened as he chose to strike first. He manipulated Little Rongnu to turn into a stream of light and swiftly thrust it at Odd Zhuo's chest!
But before this light could get close, Elder Yin Zhiping saw Director Zhuo, who was possessed by the sword spirit, calmly stretch out an index finger to hold Little Rongnu against his body.
Jingke's first impression of Little Rongnu's sudden thrust was: so weak …
It was so weak that Jingke couldn't find any adjectives to describe it.
This was a far cry from when he had possessed Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's body and fought Evil Sword God back then. At the very least, Evil Sword God's attack had tickled Jingke a little, but it could be said that this kind of attack didn't have any lethality at all … it could even be said to be completely useless!
Even if it was an egg hitting a rock, it should at least cause some egg splashes!
Impossible … Elder Yin Zhiping screamed in his heart.
There was no way a Golden Core cultivator could withstand this kind of attack with his physical strength.
Of course, there was another explanation, and that was that it wasn't Little Rongnu's body that had blocked Little Rongnu's thrust, but the protective sword qi around Director Zhuo!
So that was it …
After discovering this secret, Elder Yin Zhiping smiled sinisterly in his heart.
Jingke, who was attached to Odd Zhuo, maintained an expressionless expression from beginning to end.
He felt that this little sword spirit was still a little too young, and had no idea at all how poisonous his Little Rongnu was.
"Brother sword spirit … if you think you can defend against my Little Rongnu's poison with sword qi alone, then you're really too naive. Back then, in order to create this highly poisonous killing weapon, I slaughtered eighty-eight female Rongnu dragons and extracted their poisonous blood essence to refine it … "
Elder Yin Zhiping sneered. The spells he cultivated were famous for being insidious.
Even back then, in order to refine this Little Rongnu into his life bonded magic treasure, he had constantly modified his own body.
Elder Yin Zhiping hadn't planned to use this move at first, but in the face of this protective sword qi that couldn't break through his defenses, he had no choice but to use this hidden trick.
He took off his clothes from the upper half of his body and bared his arms.
Then, Jingke, who was attached to Odd Zhuo's body, saw that this Elder Yin's arms were actually covered in pitch-black patterns, like a zebra.
Then, Jingke saw Elder Yin Zhiping chant in a low voice, and the pattern instantly started to spin, forming a spiral force that condensed in his hands.
At that moment, Elder Yin's hands had turned completely pitch-black, and a highly toxic poison had condensed!
Furthermore, this poison even affected the air around them, and even the air itself was filled with a strong toxicity.
To use this move, Elder Yin had to completely conceal his breath, and it wouldn't work even if he used the Turtle Breathing Spell to fight. In order not to affect his thinking in battle, Elder Yin had even been very quick-witted back then to control the poison in his arms so that it wouldn't flow to other organs in his body and cause irreversible damage.
So in theory, Elder Yin was a semi-poisonous person …
At that moment, Elder Yin grit his teeth, gripped the hilt of Little Rongnu's knife, and then transferred all the poison that had accumulated in his arms to Little Rongnu's body. The already pitch-black bayonet now had a black poisonous qi lingering around it, which made it look even more terrifying.
Jingke sensed it a little.
Mm, since the sword spirit wasn't strong enough, this poisonous qi could indeed seep into the sword qi.
But …
Jingke dropped his forehead into his hand, feeling a headache coming on. He had thought that this Elder Yin would come up with some eye-catching move, but in the end, it was still so useless.
First, get rid of, this, scum …
Jingke raised his hand, and was about to make a move.
Holding the poison-enhanced Little Rongnu in his hand, Elder Yin sneered. "Even gods and ghosts can't resist this Little Rongnu's poison! I don't believe I can't poison you to death! "
Who knew if it was out of habit, but before Elder Yin made his move, he licked Little Rongnu's body with his tongue.
Jingke: "…"
A few seconds later, Elder Yin's face turned deathly white, and he frothed at the mouth as he fell to the ground dead.
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