The Ghost Face Sword Saint was enraged.
He did not expect Cold Face to have the guts to attack him and poison him first.
That was too terrifying.
He did not even know when Cold Face poisoned him.
"I told you that I'll be done soon. The burial site I chose for you is not bad, right? Don't worry, we're brothers after all. I'll bury you." Cold Face's face was filled with sarcasm. The Ghost Face Sword Saint had been very arrogant along the way. He kept provoking Cold Face and mocked him with all kinds of words.
He had reached the limit of his patience.
However, he did not say a word as he was waiting for this moment to come.
"You b * tch, as expected of a bastard. You're so ruthless," the Ghost Face Sword Saint cursed.
"You're still so stubborn when you're about to die!" Cold Face's eyes turned cold.
"You're such a good wife. That technique, that taste, and those few special moles, it's so sexy." The Ghost Face Sword Saint's face was filled with sarcasm. Since he had fallen into Cold Face's trap, he had to find a way to defeat him. He was not an embroidered pillow.
He was infuriating Leng Mian so that Leng Mian would lose his composure. Only then would he have a chance.
"You're courting death!" Cold Face's expression changed drastically. He then charged at the Ghost Face Sword Saint.
The Ghastly Face Sword Saint kept backing away. He knew that he would not be able to achieve the best result if he were to charge forward. His opponent was currently enraged. His strength would temporarily increase, but after the enraged period, his body would start to feel fatigued. It would be the best time for him to make his move!
"Senior Brother, we're all poisoned. What should we do?" the people around him shouted anxiously.
They were afraid. It was impossible for them not to be afraid because they were already poisoned. The situation was getting worse. They felt like they were about to lose all their strength.
"Don't take it head-on. Spread out and fight, but don't run. Otherwise, you'll lose all your strength," the Ghost Face Sword Saint shouted.
He was an expert who had killed ten thousand people.
He had rich combat experience.
Although his body was a little weak now, he was thinking of a way to deal with Cold Face.
Rumble!
Cold Face looked like he was about to go crazy. "Die!"
"Cold Face, you can ask around. How many people here haven't slept with your wife?" the Ghost Face Sword Saint shouted.
He wanted to continue provoking the cold-faced man.
"Second Senior Brother, your 10 wives are so flirtatious. That feeling."
"Second Senior Brother, your wife has such a good figure. I can't say anything about that feeling."
The surrounding disciples all shouted loudly.
"Damn it, I want you all to die a horrible death!" The Cold-Faced Sword Saint shouted.
The surrounding disciples were still shouting non-stop, and the more they shouted, the more excited they became.
Although they were all poisoned, they were all disciples of the Limitless Sword God after all. They were very strong and had a lot of combat experience, so there weren't too many casualties for the time being.
As for being poisoned …
In order to avoid being discovered, the poison that Limitless Sword God used was not too strong. Otherwise, the Ghost Face Sword Saint and the others would definitely notice.
But as time went on, their bets would only get deeper and deeper.
Whoosh!
The Ghostface Sword Saint was panting heavily.
"Brothers, let's use all of our trump cards. Saving our lives is more important. If we lose our lives, everything will be useless." The Ghostface Sword Saint shouted. He knew that it was time for him to counterattack. Cold Face's movements were no longer as fierce as before, and he felt that the poison in his body had not been cured.
Gulp!
He shoved all the pills he had into his mouth.
Counterattack!
In an instant, all kinds of domains were released.
The battle between the two sides was very intense.
There were casualties on both sides.
The Ghostface Sword Saint's domain was very strong, and his sword skills were also very good.
Every time he attacked, it was very powerful.
"Damn it, why is he still so strong!" The Cold-Faced Sword Saint frowned. He thought that it would be easy for him to take down the Ghostface Sword Saint, but the Ghostface Sword Saint relied on his powerful strength and rich combat experience to fight to a draw with him. This made him very depressed, but his depression was soon replaced by excitement. The stronger the Ghostface Sword Saint was, the stronger he would become after devouring the Sword Essence of the Ghostface Sword Saint.
"Cold-Faced, I slept with 80 of your 100 wives. I really don't like the remaining 20, so I gave them to my subordinates." The Ghostface Sword Saint said with a smile.
He did not forget to mock the Cold-Faced Sword Saint as he fought.
"Ghostface, I'll make sure you die miserably today." The Cold-Faced Sword Saint moved, and his aura changed instantly.
Then he slashed down with his sword.
When the sword slashed down, the surrounding air instantly froze, as if the sword was staring at the space.
"What?" The Ghostface Sword Saint's face suddenly showed an extremely shocked expression. "This is Master's!"
At this time, the Ghost Face Sword Saint finally understood. He was a shrewd person. After seeing the Cold Face's move, he understood what was going on. He also understood how he was poisoned. It was his master, it was his master. It turned out that all of this was his master's plan. He never dreamed that his master would want him to die.
Bang!
The Ghostface's body was directly sent flying.
"That's right, you've finally figured it out. Grimace, since you're about to die, I'll make your death even more despairing. The master that you respect, the master that you've been trying to curry favor with, is my father, and the reason why he trained you was so that I could devour you. You should have heard of that old man's strongest ability. Of course, you might not believe it at first, but let me tell you, it's all true. That old man devoured his own disciples and other sword experts to cultivate, and as his son, I naturally learned this ability," Grimace said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
At this time, the surrounding 131 people were gradually unable to resist. Their tendons were all severed, and the bones in their bodies were all broken.
Puff!
The Ghostface spat out a mouthful of blood.
He could no longer move his body.
Bang!
The Cold-Faced Sword Saint stepped on the Ghostface's face. "How is it? Does it feel good now? "
"Cold-Faced Sword Saint, I admit that I lost, but you're just a bastard. There are at least tens of thousands of people who cheated on you." The Ghostface knew that he was going to die, but he could not admit defeat.
"You're still so stubborn even when you're about to die. This place is not bad, right?" The Cold-Faced Sword Saint said.
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