Chapter 225: poison gas

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Nangong Mo looked at Xu Weiran standing alone, and knew that his plan was a shortfall. This person was not easy to deal with.
With a smile: "It is true that we nine princes think too much for a drink."
"Thank you Prince Nine first." Xu Weiran smiled a little colder. "But what does this palace do not want to do?"
"Then, I can only offend it." Nangong Mo looked around, knowing that his army had stepped into the trap set by Xu Weiran, and this man's movement was really fast.
However, he has thousands of iron cavalry on his hands, and he is not afraid of Xu Weiran.
Even if he has a trap, he can see the tricks.
As Nangong Mo's words fell, his arms rose sharply: "No matter who is in front of you, there is no forgiveness to kill." Thousands of iron clothing guards followed his movements and rushed forward, killing the sky.
With the action of several thousand iron clothes guards rushing up, Xu Weiran did not move.
The smile remained, shaking the fan gently.
No fear at all.
"Hmm ..." As Tie Qiwei approached, Xu Weiran's fan "slammed" together, and the figure that had just stood there disappeared without a trace, and then shot arrows in all directions.
"Be careful." When Xu Weiran disappeared, Nangong Mo suddenly yelled, "All back."
It's just too late, the hundreds of iron clothes guards rushing forward can't afford to fall, and the arrows are still shooting.
The iron cavalry in the rear has reflected it, quickly adjusted the formation, and raised his sword to offset.
"Lined up in a long line, second guard one, and move forward." Nangong Mo did not panic, commanding the team calmly, he had commanded dozens of major and minor wars in Aoyun, and never failed.
But he knew this time that he was afraid to miss.
Xu Weiran, who was hiding in the dark, was also anxious. He didn't have a lot of arrows in his hand, and he could maintain it for a quarter of an hour. , The defense is very good, and those arrow feathers shot out like raindrops can only hurt a few enemies.
"Is there poison?" Xu Weiran asked one of the killers.
The killer always carries poison, but he will not take it out unless necessary.
That was exhausted when identity was revealed.
The killer was a little hesitant. He was not there any day, and he didn't know whether to hand it over.
"Your landlord also has to listen to this palace." Xu Weiran said uncomfortably, "Order everyone, hand over the medicine in your hand, move fast."
He must get rid of Nangong Mo's Iron Cavalry Guardian before the arrow feathers are exhausted.
It seemed that He Yitian was not good at it, and he could only think of it differently.
And by his inference, there are at least 3,000 iron clothes guards whose whereabouts are unknown. They should be surrounded by them, not far away.
He doesn't have much time.
If He couldn't succeed in one day, I'm afraid that today is Xu Weiran's death.
He certainly didn't want to die here.
No matter what means you have to leave.
Although the danger of poisoning is great, he is taking the risk.
All the killers handed the poison in their hands to Xu Weiran's hands at the fastest speed. Indeed, He had a command one day, and all the men in the Shadow Blade Tower could only obey His Royal Highness.
More than 300 pills were kneaded together, and the power was quite good. Xu Weiran looked at the wind direction and frowned slightly. The wind was erratic and could change at any time.
For a moment he didn't know whether to do it or not.
Seeing that Nangong Mo's army was about to attack, and there were not many arrows in their hands.
It must be time to make up his mind, clenched his fists, Xu Weiran counted down ten in his heart, then closed his eyes, turned the medicinal internal force in his hand away, and then dispersed.
When the medicine was spread out, I was busy closing my breath with internal force.
The wind was blowing and all the medicines were melted into the air. The first to fall were the 300 or so killers beside Xu Weiran, and then passed to the thousands of iron horse guards led by Nangong Mo.
"Hold your breath, the air is poisonous ..." Nangong sighed loudly, and he did not expect Xu Weiran to use the same strategy.
It's really cruel and poisonous.
Just waiting for his words to fall, most of the Iron Cavalry Guards had fallen to the ground, his face was purple, and he had already lost his breath.
This is a very insidious medicine. As soon as you take it, you die instantly.
Although the effect was halved in the air, the unsuspecting iron cavalry sucked in most of it.
Watching Tie Qiwei fall down one by one, Nangong Mo was distressed for a while. These guards were all trained by his own hands. The entire country of Aoyun had only 10,000 people. In just a few seconds, 2,000 people died.
The rest can only keep their breath and wait for the poison to clear up, and they can do nothing.
Gritting his teeth, Nangong Mo couldn't do anything. With his skill, he faced Xu Weiran, and no matter how poisonous gas was in the air, he didn't dare to come forward.
Can only watch Xu Weiran leave.
He was even more worried that the remaining 3,000 Iron Horse Guards would come around at this time. As soon as he came, he would be dead.
But they could n’t be notified.
Xu Weiran had taken the opportunity to fly down the mountain at the fastest speed.
In this battle, he suffered heavy losses, and Shadowblade Tower was also his hard work, and this feud was completely settled.
Youzhen and Aoyun have never been in conflict.
At the time of Nangong Mo's dilemma, He secretly gritted his teeth resentfully. He actually blame Xu Weiran for doing this. His shadow blade building had assassinated Mo Wenchen at that time, and this time, half of them were injured. All the elites died here, and his heart was painful.
Therefore, in a fit of anger, he put all his hatred on Nangong Mo.
He flew out of the woods fiercely, and the long sword in his hand went straight to Nangong Mo.
These poisons were prepared by He Yitian, and he has antidote at any time. Therefore, these poisons will not have any effect on him.
So he shot very quickly.
Nangong Mo closed his breath, feeling the blade wind coming from behind, and turned back fiercely, and the long sword in his hand also passed out.
With a bang, the two swords intersected and burst into flames.
Both of them exhausted their internal strength, and He Yitian made a killing move, trying to stab Nangong Mo with a sword, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.
Nangong Mo's martial arts are not under one day, this sword, both of them suffered minor internal injuries, took a few steps back, staring at each other with their hearts in their hearts.
"You shouldn't rush to kill everything." He Yitian's voice was loud, gritting his teeth.
His Shadowblade Tower is so afraid that it will disappear from the rivers and lakes.
In southern Xinjiang, killers are difficult to train.
Nangong couldn't speak, he could only cover his heart with his hands, and looked around. The iron rider who had not fallen to the ground quickly surrounded the two. Although there was still poison in the air, it was because the poison had passed over time. Diluted a lot, they smelled the poisonous gas is no longer life-threatening.
Three thousand iron riders from Sanfang also joined in. The wind was strong and the poisonous gas was quickly dissipated. It is also very dangerous to be surrounded here by one day.
He did not expect that the poisonous gas would dissipate so quickly, and looked around, grief under his heart, it seems that he really is going to die in Hengshan this month, and then the Shadow Blade Tower is afraid to disappear.
Thousands of swords were facing him, he knew that there was no way out.
Nangong didn't see the poisonous gas dissipated before he dared to breathe, and his heart widened a lot, facing He Day: "To the enemy, if you don't kill everything, you are committing suicide."
"Huh." He Yitian is also one of the top killers on the rivers and lakes. Today, Pingyang is a tiger, his heart is stunned, he is holding a sword fiercely, and he is ready to kill a few more enemies before dying.
He knew that Nangong Mo was right. If it was placed on them, Xu Weiran would even kill it and dig up his ancestor's grave.
"Is there any wish before I die? I can do one thing for you." Nangong Mo was also very injured and said softly with the help of two subordinates.
Now, it seems that He Yitian will die.
"No need, for our business, every day and every moment is preparing to die." He Yitian said loudly, not caring.
The sword in his hand tightened: "But I will not die in the hands of others."
Smeared directly on his neck.
Just as the sword was about to be cut, a stone bullet hit the sword's tip, and the sword fell in response. The next second, a white figure flashed, and a sword had reached Nangong Mo's neck: Put the sword down. ". . . . . .