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Chapter 179 Fierce Battle

The corners of Du Beidian's mouth raised slightly.

Everything was pretty much what he expected.

"After all, this is the only way you can win against me!"

After finishing his words, Du Beiting took a deep breath, clasped his hands together and patted them gently. His palms quickly became a light red color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his skin and flesh quickly became hot.

The qi and blood in the body are flowing crazily.

"Now, it's my turn to perform!"

Before Chen Shaoying could make any other preparations, Du Beiting stamped his feet on the ground and sprang out like a predatory beast.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he leaned forward in front of Chen Shaoying.

The secret record of the eight sects and six unique skills, the Huiyue Heavenly Hand!

Du Beiting tilted his palm back, tightening the muscles in his arms and waist, and unleashed an extremely strong force, which reached directly into his palm, and then swung out, hitting the side of Chen Shaoying's head.

Chen Shaoying did not expect that the change would come so quickly.

According to his plan, he planned to get back his Qiuyue Sword while forcing Du Beiting back.

But unexpectedly, Du Beiting seemed to have discovered his intention.

He actually lured him into a trap, and at the critical moment, he suddenly used his strength and kicked out, directly knocking Qiuyue Sword away.

As a sword cultivator, if you lose a sword, it can be said that you lose at least [-]% of your combat effectiveness.

Seeing that Du Beiting didn't give him any chance to breathe, he immediately pounced on him the moment he kicked Qiu Yue Sword away.

He immediately panicked and quickly turned sideways to avoid the palm.

A strong gust of wind almost brushed his cheek.

But the next moment, the palm that passed through suddenly stopped, and then pressed down, intending to slap Chen Shaoying on the neck.

Chen Shaoying was so frightened that he quickly raised his hand, not daring to let Du Bei stop the slap.

If this palm were taken, I might not die, but would be disabled.

The hook was outstretched and packed with strength, trying to turn Du Beiting's palm outward.

But the moment the two collide.

"Crack!"

A slight sound of broken bones immediately sounded.

Chen Shaoying's arm immediately trembled heavily, as if he had been hit hard, and his arm hit his head hard.

The whole person was shot straight away and rolled on the ground several times.

"No, why did this boy's strength suddenly increase? Is this impossible?!"

Chen Shaoying, who was lying on the ground, suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of confusion, and he didn't care at all that blood was flowing out of his head.

Du Beiting, on the other hand, was chasing after him. The moment Chen Shaoying raised his body, he was already at his side.

He clenched his hands into fists and struck Chen Shaoying in the face with one move.

In the close fight with Chen Shaoying just now, he deliberately did not use all his strength.

The purpose was to lure Chen Shaoying into a trap and let him take the opportunity to kick the Qiuyue Sword away when he picked it up.

Otherwise, if Chen Shaoying had the Qiuyue Sword, he would cause a lot of trouble to Du Beiting.

His swordsmanship is superb, and it is not an easy task to kill him smoothly.

The fist with strong wind rushed straight towards his face. Chen Shaoying quickly raised his hand and grabbed Du Bei's fist.

But with such force, Chen Shaoying, who was sitting on the ground, was hit by a punch and his arm bounced away. He fell to the ground with his body and rolled several times.

Du Beiting continued to follow closely and was about to hit Chen Shaoying's head with a football kick.

But Chen Shaoying, who was lying on the ground, suddenly turned around at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, a cold light swept across.

Du Beiting quickly retracted his foot, and in the path he was about to kick out, a small sword the size of an arm suddenly swung past.

"Boy, if you can push me to this point and use the second sword, you can be considered to have some strength." Chen Shaoying stared at Du Beiting with cold eyes and stood up tremblingly.

A scabbard appeared under Chen Shaoying's feet.

Obviously, this sword was hidden somewhere on his body, and he took it out quickly while he was being blown away by Du Beizheng's punch.

"I underestimated you, I shouldn't have concealed my trump card.

Now, I will go all out until I kill you! "Chen Shaoying's hair has completely spread out, and blood is spilling from the corner of his mouth.

His left foot moved forward, his right foot moved back, and he grasped the handle of the sword tightly with both hands, making a cutting motion diagonally downward.

However, Du Beiting smiled at this time.

"I knew that as the eldest young genius of the Chen family, he would naturally not take us minions who can be seen everywhere on the street seriously.

It is indeed a clear choice to use your trump card from now on.

But that is compared to other warriors. For me, I'm sorry, you have no chance of survival. "

Looking at Du Beiting's plain face, for some reason, Chen Shaoying felt a strong sense of crisis emerge out of thin air, and his brows immediately furrowed.

"what do you mean?"

While he was asking, one of his hands was already touching the sword.

With a slight stroke on the side of the sword, a bright red blood stain immediately spread along the blade.

"Secret skill, blood-stained spiritual sword."

For an instant, the sword's blade seemed to be infected by some kind of infection.

A touch of blood spread from the contact point between Chen Shaoying and the sword body, and spread towards other parts of the sword body.

In just one breath, the entire sword body was dyed blood red, embodying an evil and awe-inspiring aura.

Like a sword embryo that had been soaked in a pool of blood for many years, it exuded an extremely rich smell of blood.

And at the moment when this secret technique was used, the blood in Du Beiting's body seemed to be mobilized and pulled by some kind of movement. It was uncontrollable and went straight out of the body, running around in his body.

"Is this move Chen Shaoying's trump card?" Du Beiting squinted his eyes slightly, staring straight at the long sword that had been dyed red.

He could clearly detect an extremely dangerous aura emanating from this sword.

The pain of blood rushing and drilling came from the skin, flesh and bones, but even so, Du Beiting's expression did not change at all.

Because he knew very well that Chen Shaoying was certain to die!
As soon as the blood-stained spiritual sword was used, it seemed as if all the energy and blood were drawn out of Chen Shaoying's body, causing his face to become extremely haggard in an instant, his face was tired, and his breath was sluggish.

Breathing seemed particularly rapid.

He didn't say much. He took a few steps forward and was about to slash at Du Beiling with the blood-stained spiritual sword in his hand.

His raised arm suddenly paused, and immediately, his whole body froze and stood straight on the spot.

Then, he staggered back a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

His face turned pale for a moment, as if he was holding something inside.

Finally, he covered his mouth violently, but he still couldn't stop it. A large amount of scarlet and smelly blood gushes out from his throat and spurts out of his mouth, spreading all over the floor. "Zizi~"

The land stained by blood was immediately corroded with many craters.

As for Chen Shaoying, his consciousness suddenly became drowsy, and the strength in his body seemed to be sucked out of thin air, and he could not use it at all.

"This, am I poisoned?" Chen Shaoying's face was full of disbelief. He had no idea what was happening?
How could you be poisoned when you have never been exposed to poison?
Furthermore, if you are contaminated with poison, you will definitely notice it immediately, and you will never let the poison enter your body without being aware of it.

unless
Chen Shaoying's pupils suddenly tightened, as if he realized something, his brows gradually knitted together, he looked at Du Beiding, who was walking slowly towards him, and spat out every word.

"Have you practiced Poison Technique?"

Du Beiding smiled slightly, stretched out his palm, and did not reply.

But he, the poisonous threads crisscrossing his palms and wrists, told Chen Shaoying the answer.

The dark green poisonous threads and the jet black poisonous threads were intertwined with each other.

Obviously that's one thing.

Du Beiting not only practiced poison skills, but also practiced more than one.

"Nine Yin Crazy Demonic Poison Body", plus "Controlling Crane Tribulation Demonic Poison Book".

The former is a unique poison skill, while the latter's martial arts level is unknown.

However, through the difficulty of its cultivation and the danger of the poison, Du Beiting knew that the level of this poison skill was definitely not lower than that of the "Nine Yin Crazy Demonic Poison Body".

and.

The "Crane Tribulation Demonic Poison Codex" has not yet been practiced to the beginning, but the poison condensed in Du Beiting's body is no weaker than the poison condensed in the "Nine Yin Crazy Demonic Poison Body".

All of these are enough to prove the extraordinary quality of "Controlling Cranes and Tribulating Demonic Poison Codex".

The poisonous mixture of the two poison skills exploded and invaded the body in an instant.

In the absence of a corresponding antidote, even though Chen Shaoying had completed nine bone replacements, it was still difficult to bear it.

His vision was blurred and his consciousness was blurred, as if he was going to faint at any moment.

The strength of his hands and feet had lost nearly half, and his heartbeat began to accelerate.

Even Chen Shaoying never thought that Du Beiting would practice such sinister martial arts as Poison Kung Fu.

Moreover, he has practiced more than one poisonous technique!
He quickly raised his hand, put his fingers together, and tapped several acupuncture points on his chest several times. He was about to tap the acupoints and meridians to seal the acupoints and slow down the blood flow.

But at this moment, Du Beiting quickly reached out, his big hand was like covering a pot, and struck Chen Shaoying's head fiercely.

Faced with such a critical moment, Chen Shaoying still has no intention of admitting defeat.

Instead, he touched the sword with his finger again, and the bright red blood spread from the contact point again, staining the entire sword body.

The blood reflected on the sword's body also became brighter and brighter.

Blood-stained spiritual sword!

Chen Shaoying flicked his wrist, and the blood-stained spiritual sword turned into a streak of blood and swung straight towards Du Beiting.

Du Beiting was not a fool either.

He knew very well that Chen Shaoying was at the end of his strength, and it was undoubtedly a stupid choice to fight head-on.

He immediately bent his wrists and tilted his hands, and the palm that was originally going to cover Chen Shaoying's head was deflected and missed the blood-stained spiritual sword that was coming.

"You think I can't kill you like this?" A violent look flashed in Chen Shaoying's eyes.

Seeing this, he immediately shook his arms, and the blood-stained spirit sword that had been slashing upwards immediately deflected and slashed horizontally towards Du Beiding's wrist.

The changes were so rapid that even Du Beiting was somewhat unexpected.

His expression immediately changed slightly.

At such a close range, he could only choose to resist.

If you try to dodge it forcefully, I'm afraid you won't be able to dodge it.

He immediately stopped and continued to attack, his palm paused in mid-air, and his five fingers quickly spread out to form a slapping hand, and the back of his hand was tilted towards the blood-stained spiritual sword that was slashing at him.

"Clang!"

There was a clearly audible metallic crash.

A piece of sparks splashed.

The blood-stained spiritual sword slashed directly at Zhihu's surface.

Even Du Beiting's skin, flesh and bones could not help but tremble violently.

The terrifying power passed through the finger tiger and reached Du Beiting's palm, causing him to feel numb for a while. His palm immediately became red and swollen, with bruises appearing, and he threw it back.

Du Beiting's body almost fell to the ground.

In fact, Du Beiting could see that the blow from the blood-stained spirit sword directly cut a huge gap on the surface of the ring finger of the finger tiger.

"As expected of Taiyuan City, he is recognized as the number one genius in swordsmanship.

If this sword move were not blocked by the finger tiger made of gold-rich stone, my body alone would not be able to resist it at all.

Moreover, this was a sword move he used while being poisoned.
If he had used this sword move in his prime, I'm afraid it would be"

A strange color flashed across Du Beiding's eyes.

His body swayed, and as soon as his right foot touched the ground, he quickly stood firm.

Without saying a word, the right foot that had just landed shot out like an arrow from the string, blasting a strong wind and stabbing straight into the right side of Chen Shaoying's head.

An afterimage flashed before his eyes.

A fatal sense of crisis amplified in my heart.

Almost instantly, Chen Shaoying guessed that Du Beizhan was launching a counterattack against him.

He was a little surprised in his heart. He didn't expect that his trump card, the Blood-stained Spirit Sword, would not only be unable to severely damage Du Beiting, but would also be unable to defeat the opponent in the most basic way.

Judging from Du Beiting's current state, it is obvious that he was not seriously injured at all!
He quickly picked up his sword and held it upright at the side of his head.

However, due to the highly poisonous intrusion into the body, its reaction and speed were ultimately half a minute slower than Du Beishu.

As soon as he raised his arm a little, Du Beidian's whip leg swept over and landed heavily on Chen Shaoying's wrist.

There was a crisp "click" and a muffled sound as the bones broke.

Chen Shaoying's wrist was broken at a right angle, and his wrist and arm were kicked hard by Du Beizhan on the left side of his head.

Chen Shaoying flew out like a broken sack, hit the ground heavily, and sank in, with a large mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth.

Lying on the ground, his trembling arms tried to push his body up to stand up.

Before he could hold up his upper body, he fell down again due to lack of strength. His breath seemed extremely weak, as if he was about to die at any time.

"I'll send you on your way now." Du Beiting said expressionlessly as he walked towards Chen Shaoying who was lying on the ground.

But when he was still three or four meters away from Chen Shaoying, his expression suddenly changed, and his hands quickly reached out, as if catching wind and rain, and swept them out one after another.

For a moment, the afterimages of palms in the sky were crisscrossed and intertwined, blocking the key positions in front of him one by one.

(End of this chapter)