The Most Powerful BOSS In the Heavens

  Chapter 223 Poison Sect Reappears (Two Chapters in One)

Gas bombs continued to explode in the crowd, turning into billowing black smoke. It was unknown what kind of poison was contained in the gas bombs. The masters of the road were poisoned and fell down one after another.

  Some masters who were lucky enough not to be poisoned were also suddenly attacked by a large group of warriors wearing ghost masks and Japanese costumes.

  The Japanese warriors wearing masks are all extraordinary, at least first-class warriors. Among them, there are many innate and master-level strongmen, and they also use some kind of extremely poisonous gas bombs.

   Therefore, the heads of various factions and many masters of the rivers and lakes were not rivals, and they were taken down one after another.

  Even the warriors from all over the world who came here were taken down.

   "Hahaha, most of the heads and masters of the Central Plains are here, and now I have taken them all. It seems that our Wujue Shrine is going to dominate the Central Plains, and no one can stop it."

  A young man in his mid-twenties, wearing a yellow shirt, with a sinister face, stepped out from a group of Japanese warriors.

  Following him was an old man in purple-brown clothes with yellow-white hair and two swords on his back.

   "The eldest son's plan was successful this time, and he captured most of the masters in the Central Plains in one fell swoop. He has made great achievements, and the lord will definitely look at him differently."

  The old man with two swords on his back cupped his hands and said.

   "Pojun, speaking of it, you are also from the Central Plains, or the son of the lord of the Sword Sect. Seeing my son arresting these Central Plains warriors, you have no idea?"

   Jue Xin stared into Po Jun's eyes and said.

"Don't worry, Eldest Young Master, since Po Jun has joined Wushenjue Palace, he won't have any other thoughts. What do these people's lives have to do with me? Eldest Young Master, you should know that my lifelong wish is to personally defeat Wuming. I don't care anymore."

   Po Jun replied.

   "Really? Better so!"

  Juexin took a deep look at Po Jun and said so.

"Eldest son, I can talk about my business later. Now most of the masters in the Central Plains have been captured by us in one fell swoop, but we still haven't caught Xiongba. In today's world, the world will rule the rivers and lakes, and this force is our Wujue Shengong Palace. The greatest resistance in the Central Plains, the lord ordered you and me to take down Xiongba."

   Po Jun said.

"Of course this young master knows. Xiongba fought against Wuming first and was seriously injured. Although I don't know why he didn't seem to be injured when he fought against the Sword Master, but I guess he must have temporarily suppressed his injuries through some kind of secret method. Now he has another battle with the Juggernaut. Although he still defeated the Juggernaut, the injuries on his body must no longer be suppressed. It should not be difficult for the two of us to lead the five hundred ghosts to take him down! "

  Jexin said confidently.

   "Really? So in your eyes, this seat has become a dish that can be taken away at any time? It is really a rare experience."

  Ning Que's figure suddenly appeared in front of Jue Xin and Po Jun like a ghost.

  He glanced across and saw the large groups of major sect masters **** by Guichaluo and many warriors from the rivers and lakes, including even the warriors from his Tianxiahui, his eyes immediately filled with a slight chill.

  These people are so courageous that during the decisive battle between him and the Juggernaut, they took the opportunity to plot against the heads of various factions and masters from all walks of life who came to witness this battle.

  If this matter really makes the other party succeed, then they will undoubtedly lose their prestige in the world.

   Even the distinguished guests who came to the Tianxiahui to watch the battle couldn’t be sheltered, so wouldn’t their Tianxiahui become a joke? So what prestige do they have in the world to lead the world?

  Especially, the Wujue Shrine still wants to take control of the Central Plains... Isn't this trying to steal Ning Que's country?

  The entire country of the Central Plains has long been considered by Ning Que as his own, so how can he allow others to get involved?

  Even if he is still only dominating the Jianghu, the real Jiangshan is still in the hands of the Wulin Supreme, but sooner or later the Jiangshan will be his, isn't it?

  Whoever wants to steal Ning Que's country should be damned!

  Juexin and Pojun were slightly startled when they saw Ning Que suddenly appearing in front of them, but quickly calmed down.

  Juexin thinks that Ning Que has already suffered serious injuries that cannot be recovered in the short term after his battles with Wuming and Juggernaut.

   As for whether Ning Que recovered, Jue Xin didn't believe it at all.

  It is so easy to recover after being hit by the nameless Heavenly Sword?

Po Jun is full of confidence in his own strength. He was originally a top expert in the Central Plains. Over the years, he has successfully practiced the unique skill "Sha Po Lang" traded from Jue Wushen. He thinks that his strength no longer cares about unknown people. Down.

  Ning Que was just a defeated underling of Wuming.

  He is not even afraid of Wuming when he breaks the army, so how can he be afraid of a defeated general of Wuming?

   What's more, according to Jue Xin, Ning Que is now seriously injured, so it's not worth mentioning.

   "I'm Jue Xin, I've met Sect Leader Xiongba! But, don't pretend to be Sect Leader Xiongba. I know you must be seriously injured. You must have worked very hard to suppress your injury now!"

  Juexin stared at Ning Que with a half-smile as if he was holding a wisdom pearl.

   "Xiongba, our lord appreciates you very much. As long as you are willing to lead the world to help the people and surrender to my lord, Jue Wushen, my lord will definitely not treat you badly."

   Po Jun also spoke.

Ning Que glanced at Po Jun lightly, showing disdain, and said, "Jian Zong is also one of the most powerful and famous sects in the Central Plains martial arts. You are also the young master of Jian Zong, and in the end you were reduced to Dongying Wushenjue." Don’t you feel ashamed to be a running dog of the palace? Compared with your junior brother Wuming, it’s really far behind.”

  Po Jun heard the words, his eyes turned red, and taking refuge in Wushenjue Palace was a stain in his life, and now Ning Que exposed his scars in public, making him feel infinite murderous intent.

   Moreover, Ning Que also said that he was not as good as Wuming, which made him even more eager to throw Ning Que to ashes.

   What Po Jun hates most in his life is when others say that he is not as good as Wuming, and everyone who says that should be damned.

  Ning Que ignored the angry Po Jun, but looked at Jue Xin.

"You are the eldest son of Jue Wushen, Jue Xin? Hehe, it seems that you are very confident in your own judgment. But, do you know that sometimes people can't be too confident, especially for a frog like you? , or you will die!"

   As soon as Ning Que finished speaking, he raised one hand, and transformed into a blood-eyed evil dragon that covered the sky and the sun, and rushed towards Juexin to suppress it. With overwhelming power, it roared and shook in the void.

  Juexin didn't expect Ning Que to dare to make a move at this time. According to his original thinking, Ning Que's injury should be overwhelmed at this time, so he didn't dare to make a move at all.

  Now seeing Ning Que's unscrupulous moves, and the power of his moves, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

  Juexin hurriedly mobilized all his strength, and slapped the suppressed blood-eyed evil dragon.

   However, when the palm of the hand was slapped on the blood-eyed evil dragon, Juexin immediately felt an overwhelming force of incomparably domineering shock, which was transmitted into his body along the palm of his hand.

  That shocking force was too powerful, and the skill in Jue Xin's body was crushed by the shocking force in just an instant. In an instant, Jue Xin felt as if his internal organs were about to be shattered. A flood of severe pain emanated from his internal organs.

   "Poof!"

  Juexin spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was crushed by the blood-eyed evil dragon and knelt on the ground.

  He looked at Ning Que in disbelief. He never thought that Ning Que still had such great strength at this time... It seemed that he was not injured at all.

   Could it be that his judgment was wrong?

  Seeing that Juexin was about to be crushed into a meat paste by the blood-eyed evil dragon, Po Jun and Wubai Guichaluo couldn't sit still.

   Jue Xin is the eldest son of Jue Wushen. If Jue Xin dies here, Jue Wushen is likely to be furious and blame them, and then they will have no good fruit to eat.

  Pojun immediately pulled out the Greedy Wolf Sword and Heavenly Blade Knife on his back, and slashed at the blood-eyed evil dragon with a vicious sword aura and a domineering purple-gold sword aura like lightning.

   Wubai Guichaluo also launched a storm-like attack on the blood-eyed evil dragon.

After all, Po Jun is also a great master, and his strength is not much weaker than that of the sword master before he used "Sword Twenty-Three". In addition, Ning Que didn't do his best when he shot just now, so the blood-eyed evil dragon was cut by Po Jun's sword. After the Qi and Dao Qi hit, the power was immediately reduced by 70%.

   Afterwards, another five hundred Guichaluo's attacks fell on the blood-eyed evil dragon, and finally broke the blood-eyed evil dragon.

  Juexin escaped from the claws of the blood-eyed evil dragon with lingering fear, and immediately retreated to the five hundred ghost chaluo, using the five hundred ghost chaluo to protect himself.

   "Xiongba, I didn't expect your injuries to heal. However, even if you are not injured, you will die today! Guichaluo, kill me!"

  Juexin hid among the five hundred ghosts and gave orders.

  Wu Baiguichaluo immediately moved at high speed, surrounded Ning Que in the middle, and then threw poison gas bombs at Ning Que one after another.

   bang bang bang bang...

  The gas bombs exploded around Ning Que one by one, and the black poisonous smoke filled the air, instantly drowning Ning Que's figure.

  Seeing Ning Que's figure, submerged in poisonous smoke, both Jue Xin and Po Jun showed a hint of joy on their faces.

  The poisonous gas contained in the gas bomb is a secret poison passed down from Wushen Jue Palace, and its production method is only in the hands of Jue Wushen.

   Even Jue Xin, the son of Jue Wushen, doesn't know.

  However, Juexin and Pojun are very clear about the horror of the poison contained in the gas bomb.

  At least, they haven't encountered anyone who has been poisoned by gas bombs and is safe and sound.

   Therefore, after seeing Ning Que drowned in poisonous smoke, they all thought that the task of capturing Ning Que was about to be completed this time.

   "Hmph, no matter how good your martial arts are? If you are poisoned by our Wujue Shrine, you will also fall down."

  Jexin said proudly.

  But at this moment, Ning Que's voice came out of the poisonous smoke.

   "Do you know that many people used to call me the 'poison sect', but I haven't used poison for a long time, and now you have rekindled my interest in using poison."

   Following Ning Que's voice, clusters of cold poisonous needles suddenly shot out from the poisonous smoke.

  The overwhelming poisonous needles shot at the five hundred ghosts who surrounded Ning Que.

  One after another, Guichaluo was shot by the poisonous needle, and then fell to the ground screaming, green poisonous smoke billowing from his body, and finally his whole body melted into a pool of green poisonous water emitting a foul smell.

  In just the blink of an eye, more than two hundred Guichaluo died and melted into poisonous water.

  The remaining Guichaluo backed away in fright, looking at the gradually revealed figure in the poisonous smoke in horror.

  Juexin and Pojun looked at the puddles of poisonous water melted by Guichaluo on the ground, their faces also turned green, and they retreated tens of meters in a hurry.

  They never thought that the majestic leader of the Tianxiahui would be a master of poison, and the poison he used was so terrible.

   "You have been poisoned by the secret poison of our Wushenjue Palace, how can you be fine?"

   Jue Xin looked at Ning Que's figure who had completely emerged from the poisonous smoke, and asked in disbelief.

Ning Que sneered coldly. Naturally, he would not tell the other party that after his Absolute Yin Demon Physique was promoted to the Heavenly Human level, his physique had undergone an astonishing transformation. Coupled with the healing power of the Celestial Silkworm Demon Art, he had almost become 100 percent. The poison is gone.

  At least, the secret poison of Wujue Shrine has no effect on Ning Que at all.

   Such a secret poison, Ning Que said that he could swallow a catty of it alive.

   "Don't you like to use poison? I'll show you what poison is!"

   Ning Que said, using the blood lotus footwork, dozens of Guichaluo appeared in front of him in an instant, waved a piece of silver needles, and dozens of Guichaluo fell down in response.

  Afterwards, he appeared behind another group of ghost chaluos in an instant, activated the powerful corrosive and poisonous true energy of the star-absorbing technique, and slammed the group of ghost chaluos away with a bang.

  All Guichaluo who were hit by Ning Que's palm screamed and melted like candles.

once!

  Twice!

   Three times!

  …

  Ning Que's speed was too fast, like a flickering passing shadow, with afterimages flickering one after another, he kept attacking Guichaluo, constantly using all kinds of horrible poisoning methods, and each Guichaluo died of poisoning.

   Fortunately, the whole body was barely preserved. But most melted into puddles of foul-smelling green poisonous water.

   Jue Xin and Po Jun wanted to stop Ning Que, but they couldn't keep up with Ning Que's speed. When Ning Que stopped, all five hundred Guichaluo had been poisoned to death.

   Jue Xin looked at the five hundred ghosts that had all been wiped out. While feeling chills, he also felt a burst of pain in his heart. He didn't know how to explain to his father Jue Wushen.

  Each Guichaluo is not easy to cultivate and requires a lot of resources, energy and time.

  Jue Wushen has cultivated himself for twenty years, and he has only cultivated five thousand ghosts.

   These five thousand ghosts are used by Absolutely Wushen to seize and suppress the Central Plains.

  This time, Jue Xin and Po Jun wanted to capture the heads of various sects and Xiong Ba (Ning Que), so Jue Wu Shen agreed to send five hundred ghosts to help.

  If Jue Wushen knew that all the five hundred ghosts died here, I am afraid that Jue Wushen would even have the intention of tearing up Juexin and breaking the army.

   "It's just the two of you."

  Ning Que put his hands behind his back, staring at Jue Xin and Po Jun with a half-smile.

   "Pojun, we must take down Xiongba today, otherwise we won't be able to pay my father."

  Juexin took a deep breath and stared at Ning Que.

   "Yes, we must take him down!"

  Up to now, Po Jun is still full of confidence in himself.

  He always believed that he was no worse than Wuming, so Ning Que, who had once lost to Wuming, would not be his opponent.

   "Do you know what the two of you are in my eyes? Clowns are two clowns, do you know? Two frogs at the bottom of a well dare to speak loudly... This seat has played enough, I will take you down with one move!"

   After finishing speaking, Ning Que didn't wait for Jue Xin and Po Jun to react, he stretched out his right hand, and with a clang, Xuanyuan Sword was unsheathed instantly.

  In the void, suddenly there were two golden lines that stretched several miles away and remained solid.

  Jexin's face was dull, a line of blood emerged from the center of his eyebrows, and then extended down, and finally his whole body was split into two halves from the middle.

   This one, the villain in the Fengyun series who could live until the later stage, and the more he lived, the more powerful he was, just died here so simply.

   Po Jun knelt on the ground with one knee. He was lucky not to be cut in half by the sword energy, but an inch near his heart was also pierced by the golden thread-shaped sword energy. He was also seriously injured and almost died.

  Po Jun knew that it wasn't that Ning Que couldn't kill him, but that Ning Que had shown mercy just now... Otherwise, he would definitely end up in the same fate as Jue Xin.

   That’s all for today, I have to go to the hospital for a few days, so I can’t update too much.

  (end of this chapter)