The more He Xiang got angry, the faster the virulence in his blood flared, and the more rampant the virulence in his dantian was.
He Xiang gritted his teeth, and now Ning Rong's life was still in the hands of those Dragon Spear Guards, and he hated him and dared not take it rashly.
Although he was sure to kill these dragon spear guards with one blow, he couldn't guarantee that when he did it by himself, the tips of the spears in these dragon spear guards would tremble and directly pierced into Ning Rong's throat...
In this way, even if he had a life-saving pill in his hand, he could not save Ning Rong's life.
"Master Rong, the old man is going to kill these traitors, and save you first! After three breaths, you will sacrifice the body protector with all your strength to protect your body from being stabbed by the spear!"
He Xiang secretly communicated to Ning Rongdao.
Right now, he had to rescue Ning Rong first before he could get rid of the constraints, and then behead the Divine King-level Poison Cultivator who was sitting cross-legged.
When Ning Rong heard this, he hurriedly shouted: "He Xiang, you old bastard, are you trying to kill Ben Shao? If Ben Shao's body guards cannot stop their shooting, wouldn't Ben Shao be dead. Now? Ben Shao has such a precious life, I can’t accompany you on the adventure! If you just slap him three times, it will be over? Ben Shao can warn you that if Ben Shao dies, it is all you killed. Thousands of people don’t want to survive!"
Ning Rong screamed in horror, causing the six Dragon Spear Guards' faces to change in shock. The spears in their hands moved together, and each spear pointed a blood spot on Ning Rong's neck!
"He Xiang, you better be honest! Otherwise, Ning Rong will definitely die!" Dragon Spear Guard shouted angrily.
He Xiang's face was like pig liver, and he was so angry that he could not wait to rush to commit suicide and kill Ning Rong, a waste of fear of death...
Not only did he dare not fight him, but he also told his plan!
This forced him to finish the other two palms of Xiao Yi!
"Such a stupid lord, misunderstood me He Xiang!" He Xiang was filled with grief and anger.
Ning Rong didn't dare to cooperate, and he didn't dare to move his mind anymore.
Xiao Yi in the void squinted and said with a smile: "King He Shen, you are quite mean! However, I advise you to get rid of these despicable thoughts. Even if you can rescue Ning Rong unscathed, do you think he will be fine? I can poison you, do you think he can be spared?"
"What...what? You...you poisoned Ben Shao too?" Ning Rong exclaimed in horror.
Xiao Yi's eyes were suddenly cold, and he hummed: "Ning Rong, if you don't want to die, just order your old dog to punch himself in the chest! If he doesn't do it, I will urge the poison in your body now. , Let you die by poison!"
He Xiang furiously said: "The old man has promised to receive three palms from you, what do you mean?"
Xiao Yi sneered: "Who caused you to have a mean mind just now? This is the punishment for your unruly behavior!"
"You!" He Xiang was almost crying!
Who is unruly?
How can anyone get a second palm after having an appointment for three times?
This level of shamelessness is absolutely unprecedented, and there is definitely no one coming from behind...
Moreover, he was just thinking but didn't act. Now I am asked to punch myself in the chest with all my strength...
His old life was not poisoned to death, he was not beaten to death by three palms, and sooner or later he would have to be played to death!
He Xiang was righteous, so he heard Ning Rong roar: "He Xiang, you hurry up and beat yourself, is it that hard? Clench your fists and don't be afraid, just hit with your eyes closed!"
"Ning...Rong!" He Xiang gritted his teeth and shouted at Ning Rong.
Ning Rong was taken aback, and six shots came out of his neck on the tip of the gun.
"Ooo, He Xiang, you really want to kill Ben Shao! Ooo... This Shao is injured again, ooh..." Ning Rong burst into tears in fear.
He Xiang looked up at the sky, his eyes full of sadness.
Later, He Xiang lowered his head and looked at Xiao Yi fiercely and roared: "Boy, the old man didn't lose to you, but to his master! Don't be proud of you!"
boom!
As soon as the shout fell, He Xiang raised his hand into a fist and slammed his chest into his chest.
With that powerful force, He Xiang directly beat him upside down for a hundred meters, spouting into the sky with a mouthful of blood.
He Xiang is unwilling, He Xiang is angry, He Xiang feels sad again...
A mouthful of blood, but also hidden countless bitterness.
Xiao Yi is indifferent.
He Xiang is still stronger for him.
He can only try to play Can He Xiang as much as possible.
Seeing He Xiang vomiting blood and his breath was violently floating, Xiao Yi stood up abruptly, news of his stature.
When he reappeared, his figure had appeared in front of He Xiang.
He Xiang's pupils blazed, and his mouth was angry. Just as he was about to swear, Xiao Yi's second palm had already hit He Xiang's chest!
The old injury was not cured, and he received another heavy palm. Even if He Xiang was a strong man at the mid-level of the king, he could not hold it. He was directly slammed by Xiao Yi's palm and turned his eyes. He was fainted like a meteorite. Falling away from below.
Huh!
Xiao Yi pursued, and the third palm followed!
"When I say three palms, then three palms!"
"The third palm, wash the palm of your heart!"
boom!
The palm print of the supernatural power level stunt of the Wanpozun Code, pressed against He Xiang's head, and the source poison and soul poison terror rushed into He Xiang's head...
At that moment, He Xiang's unconscious eyes suddenly burst open. This was when his consciousness was strongly threatened, he was awakened by the stimulation!
But at this moment, even though He Xiang was sober, he was already unable to resist.
"Into the soul and wash the palm of your heart, what you have cultivated is actually ten thousand... ten thousand poisonous veneration! You... who are you Chu Ling!"
As a veteran king-level powerhouse, He Xiang naturally understood some of the stunts of Wandu Zundian.
After experiencing it personally at this moment, he immediately saw the path of Xiao Yi's supernatural powers.
The corners of Xiao Yi's lips raised evilly, and he sneered: "What is the relationship between Chu Ling and me, you don't need to know! You just need to remember my name!"
"I am the Xiao Yi who your Ning family is pursuing hard!"
"I, Xiao Yi, from now on, I will be your master He Xiang!"
He Xiang's eyes widened, and finally closed weakly...
He didn't expect that the Ning Family's small poison repair from the lower realm, which could be crushed to death by flipping their hands, had grown to such a terrifying level in just over ten years...
When Xiao Yi's palm was removed from the top of He Xiang's head, Xiao Yi waved his hand at the six dragon spear guards, and said coldly, "Take away all the spears."
The six dragon spear guards hesitated a little, but still took the sharp spear.
Xiao Yi's orders, even if they were not controlled by Xiao Yi, they did not dare to disobey this evil god's order.
Even the powerhouses of He Xiang's level have been turned into such a miserable situation. What do they have the confidence to disobey?
After safety, Ning Rong no longer had a trace of fear on his face. Instead, a smile appeared on his face. He ran up to Xiao Yi and said with a flattering smile: "Master, I did a good job just now. Right? Fortunately, I used to sell badly to my mother, or else I couldn't squeeze those tears out!"
The six dragon spear guards were stunned. When did Ning Rong become Xiao Yi's drug slave?
They have no idea!
terrible!
Controlling people in silence, this is the most terrifying thing!
