As Jiang Wang charged forward, Qing Jiuye had just woken up from his stupor.
He had no time to be afraid. He shot up, drew his bow, and was about to shoot.
He displayed good battle awareness.
But the Hidden Snake King, bathed in blood, only circled around the tree and disappeared from sight.
Even with his eyes that could easily capture the vital points of birds and beasts, he could not see any openings at all.
The arrow was nocked, but he did not know where it would land.
And Jiang Wang was already close.
He did not hesitate. The smoke grass that represented remembrance once again floated from the tip of his left index finger.
The smoky grass circled around, pointing nowhere.
The Hidden Snake King's concealment ability was not something that remembrance of this level could discover.
But Jiang Wang swept out his sword, decisively and fiercely, and cut down on a "branch."
He had discovered it!
The Hidden Snake King showed signs of pain. Caught off guard, it added more wounds to its snake body. Shock appeared in its eyes.
Clearly, it could not understand. It had paid the price to wash away the aura of the Dao technique. How had it still been discovered? Could it be that the tracking Daoist technique was so profound? It seemed to have been created to counter it!
But it did not have time to think about these questions.
Since concealment was useless, the Hidden Snake King pounced forward, determined to fight with its life on the spot.
It opened its bloody mouth.
Hiss!
The snake's forked tongue struck out like a sword.
Clang!
Chang Xiangsi and the Hidden Snake King's forked tongues clashed, the sound clear.
At the same time, the snake's fangs flashed with pale white light. A ball of venom shot out quickly, opening up a net of venom in the air and covering Jiang Wang.
Like a bright moon rising, Jiang Wang did not have time to dodge. A circle of sword light exploded where he stood, as if it was solid.
The ball of venom fell on the "circle" and slid down the "circle," not touching a single drop.
The Hidden Snake King began to fight with its life on the line. The group of snakes under its command also went completely berserk at this time. They attacked the group without regard for anything else and sacrifices.
Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!
More and more wounds appeared on Qing Qishu's body, but he only gritted his teeth and endured. For some reason, he only maintained a defensive posture.
Su Qi, whose style was completely different from his, started to have difficulty in his movements. He was no longer as relaxed as he had been in the beginning.
Wu Quji's medicine was very effective in curing the blood poison. Qing Jiuye was completely awake, but the giant tree he and Qing Bazhi were in was surrounded by layers upon layers of snakes. Before they could clear this area, they would not be able to squeeze out much energy.
Qing Bazhi wielded his Green Vine Whip in one hand and wielded his javelin in the other. He pierced one snake head after another. Coupled with Qing Nine-leaf's elusive archery skills, he barely managed to stabilize the defensive line.
Only Wu Quji, who was far away from the battlefield, could be considered relaxed. However, seeing such a dangerous situation, he couldn't relax at all.
There was only the East King Valley in the Eastern Region. Other than that, all the other medical sects paled in comparison. To put it bluntly, they were as mediocre as ants. To be more realistic, no one cared about it at all!
The moment a cultivator from the East King Valley came out, he would be treated as a distinguished guest wherever he went.
It did not belong to Qi, so even someone as powerful as Qi had to be polite to it.
But what about those from other medical cultivation sects? It was as if they were born inferior.
In the Eastern Region, only the medical cultivators from the East King Valley were considered mediocre.
The other medical sects were all referred to as "others."
Medical cultivators were generally weak in combat. In terms of treating illnesses and saving lives, they were rarely useful in the cultivation world.
Most of the injuries that transcendent cultivators could endure would be healed on their own. For example, Jiang Wang knew how to swallow poisonous flowers and knew a little about the Primal Nurturing Technique. There was no need to mention the Soul Return Art that he had decided not to activate.
When faced with difficult injuries or illnesses, most people would think of the East King Valley.
Some aristocratic families would rather nurture their own medical cultivators than look down on these ordinary medical sects.
Similarly, as a transcendent cultivator, they were only slightly more respected by mortals. However, when it came to illnesses that could be treated by ordinary doctors, was there a need for them to use their supernatural powers?
To be honest, Wu Quji had even been invited to deliver a baby!
Some medical sects could still rely on their glorious history to hypnotize themselves. However, for Golden Needle Sect, whose founder was an abandoned disciple of the East King Valley, how could they boast about their history?
Wu Quji was already the most outstanding disciple of this generation of Golden Needle Sect. Among the hundreds of stars in the Seven Stars Valley, he was ranked last.
He was outspoken and could not hide things. But at the same time, he also had a heavy sense of responsibility and a sense of being needed.
His hand was broken as soon as he left the Land of God Shadow. During the snake hunt, he was at the edge and needed Qing Bazhi to save him when he was in danger …
The only thing of value was that he had a pill that could cure the Hidden Snake King's blood poison.
Other than that, he was like a burden.
After studying the Hidden Snake King's poison, he could not decipher the last few components.
Seeing that the situation suddenly became intense and almost instantly reached the final juncture.
Wu Quji gritted his teeth and took out a large number of life-saving pills, swallowing them one after another. Then, he calmed his mind and concentrated. He wore gloves and dipped a little bit of the poison on his tongue …
Not to mention how the others were under pressure and desperately counterattacked.
Facing the Hidden Snake King's rage, Jiang Wang was not shocked but happy. This was even the result he wanted.
Previously, he had a small plan. When the Hidden Snake King entered the state of concealment after washing its body with blood, Memory Recall did not take effect. The aura of the dao technique had indeed been scattered.
Jiang Wang was able to discover the Hidden Snake King purely because before the battle, he had memorized the details of the nearby giant trees through the Red Makeup Mirror. Just like when he explored the Fog of Obscurity, he had imprinted a map in his mind.
Then, by comparing it with his vision, he could easily discover the difference. For example, there was suddenly an extra branch. That 'different' place was where the Hidden Snake King was hiding.
This was the reason why he found the Hidden Snake King.
But once the Hidden Snake King escaped this area, he would be powerless. Firstly, he did not remember so many locations. Secondly, the Hidden Snake King might not give him the chance to use the Red Makeup Mirror again.
Before Jiang Wang attacked, he deliberately used Memory Recall, pretending that it was still in effect. This was to make the Hidden Snake King think that Jiang Wang had a dao technique that could find its traces at any time. In front of this dao technique, it had nowhere to hide and nowhere to escape. Other than fighting to the death, it had no other choice.
And the Hidden Snake King fell for it!
The sword formed a circle and the venom dripped. It dripped on the ground and quickly corroded holes.
Jiang Wang gathered his sword into a beam and jumped over the venom. It was as if he was going to directly crash into the Hidden Snake King's giant mouth.
To take such a risk, one must have something to rely on.
The Hidden Snake King knew this, but it did not avoid it. Not only did it not move, it took advantage of the situation and opened its bloody mouth. Its snake tongue was like a sword, ready to attack. It was as if it had to try and see if Jiang Wang would directly cut it open, or if it would bite Jiang Wang in two.
The viciousness in its vertical pupils made one's heart palpitate.
At the same time, its giant snake body was quickly folding inwards. It was like a shrinking wall, squeezing everything, and wanted to squeeze Jiang Wang in the middle.
Of course, Jiang Wang would not directly crash into the snake's stomach, even though the chances were high. His attitude was very proper, and he completely treated the Hidden Snake King as an opponent worthy of his attention.
During a battle, the worst thing to do was to be led by the nose by the opponent. The more the opponent wanted something, the more he could not let the opponent get what he wanted.
The rapidly moving figure suddenly stopped in midair. Jiang Wang's long sword accurately pierced the forked part of the snake's tongue.
The Hidden Snake King's tongue had been refined to be incomparably tough. Otherwise, it would not directly use its tongue as a weapon.
The sword tip was unable to pierce through it.
But Jiang Wang was already prepared. He directly used it as a fulcrum, and the sword tip blocked the rebound. His body leaped up, and he slanted his body.
Using the sword as a knife, he continuously slashed around the snake's body!
In the Great Illusionary Realm and the Modern World, Jiang Wang had seen many knife experts. Although he did not use a knife, he occasionally used a few moves, and it was easy for him to do so.
This change was very clever, and it was very clever.
Dang dang dang dang dang!
The sword blade continuously slashed the snake's tongue, each sword cutting the same line.
The Hidden Snake King used its tongue as a weapon, so it was naturally not afraid of fighting. But after being continuously cut by Chang Xiangsi, it was also in pain, and it was about to split open!
It suddenly retracted its tongue, and its snake body shrank even faster.
Waves of air squeezed into the sky.
Its dangerous vertical pupils stared closely at the opponent.
Jiang Wang continuously slashed around the snake's body, and after forcing the snake's tongue back, he was not greedy.
He only took the opportunity to turn around and jump out of the snake's encirclement.
At this time, Jiang Wang's body slanted in midair, and he pulled the sword open with one hand, while the other hand hung below.
This was the opportunity!
The Hidden Snake King's entire snake head suddenly moved.
It was as fast as lightning, and it bit towards Jiang Wang.
This was too fast!
The Hidden Snake was originally good at hiding and attacking. Waiting for an opportunity to make a move, and killing in one strike, was the Hidden Snake's tyrannical strength.
This was especially true for the Hidden Snake King.
This was so fast that it was hard for people to react.
Jiang Wang moved a few feet, and his body escaped from the snake's mouth. His empty left hand hanging below his body was still within the range of the Hidden Snake King's mouth.
It was going to bite down!
But what it did not expect was that this was an opportunity that Jiang Wang had purposely left for it.
At the last moment when the snake's mouth was about to completely close, the snake's teeth had almost touched Jiang Wang's hand.
Chirp chirp chirp!
The sound suddenly rose.
Dong dong!
Dong dong!
Dong dong!
… …
An incomparably noisy, intense, and exciting sound rang out from the snake's belly.
These sounds resonated within the Hidden Snake King's body, strangely reverberating and colliding with each other, creating a kind of dazzling feeling.
Following these sounds, the Hidden Snake King's enormous snake body trembled, and heavily fell to the ground.
Within the snake's belly, there were echoes.
The moment it landed, the red in the eyes of the normal Hidden Snakes faded, and their vertical pupils returned to their icy cold state.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh.
They actually gave up on their opponents, and scattered in all directions.
The huge group of Hidden Snakes disappeared in an instant, leaving only snake corpses on the ground.
The heavily injured Qing Qishu raised his shield, and when the pressure suddenly disappeared, he still could not react.
Su Qi stopped his movement, his hands hanging by his side. There was not a drop of snake blood on his dagger. His expression was still wooden, but he began to pant.
While the Eight Sound Flame Sparrow was doing its job.
Qing Jiuye and Qing Bazhi had just cleared out a space, and were preparing to provide support. One was nocking an arrow, and the other was still looking for an opportunity.
But everything had already ended.
Wu Quji, who was standing far away, was not directly poisoned to death because he had already achieved some results before. But he was dizzy from the poison.
Suddenly, he heard the thumping sounds in his ears.
He swayed and asked in a daze, "Who's doing something?"
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