Sword Conquering Novoland/C353 One Move and He Would be Half-dead
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C353 One Move and He Would be Half-dead

Chu Zhongsui sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly swung his saber to block the liquid. His saber danced in the air like snow. With his saber techniques, it was not difficult to not pour water in.

However, the moment the wine in the gourd spilled out, it immediately filled the air with the fragrance of wine. Chu Zhongsui only took a small sniff before hurriedly shutting his breath. But just by smelling it, it made him feel as if he had drunk three catties of strong liquor. His mind was a little dizzy, and his hands were slightly slower. He let the wine in the gourd drop on the back of his knife.

The back of the hand felt cold and Chu Zhongsui's heart also felt cold.

However, when he looked at the back of his right hand, it did not seem to have any abnormalities. Could it be that the other party was really treating him to a drink out of good intentions? Just as he was wondering, he heard the disciples of the Witch Door Sect behind him start to cry out in pain.

It turned out that the wine gourd had just shattered and the wine inside splashed in all directions. In the end, Chu Zhongnian waved his long blade and forced the wine to fly in all directions. The few second generation disciples of Witch Door Sect who were standing close to him and were standing diagonally behind him were affected.

The first to react was the second generation disciple called Hai Youbo. All the disciples of Witch Door Sect changed their surname to Hai. The second word of the first generation disciple was "see." The second generation disciple was "see." Hai Youbo could be considered one of the best among the second generation disciples. However, his left cheek had just turned slightly cold, and he felt as if a drop of wine had splashed onto it. He subconsciously used the back of his right hand to wipe it, but he did not pay too much attention to it.

Then, he suddenly felt that the back of his left hand seemed to have lost consciousness. He looked down and saw that a large hole had appeared on the back of his left hand. And it continued to spread upwards. Hai Youbo couldn't help but be shocked. He held the sword in his right hand and was ready to cut off his wrist. Then he turned around to look at his fellow brothers, wanting to get help from them. However, he saw those fellow brothers looking at him with eyes full of fear and dodging, and each and every one of them really took a few steps back. Because, in just a short period of time, the right side of Hai Youbo's face had already decayed. It revealed the white teeth bed. However, he seemed to be completely unaware of it.

Hai Youbo let out a heart-wrenching scream at this moment. However, he only let out a half-cry before he became silent. That was because his throat had completely rotted away in a short moment.

The other second generation disciples were splashed to different places, but the result was the same festering, festering, all the way until they turned into a pile of blood.

Chu Zhongsui also felt that something was wrong with his left hand at this moment. He could hear the wails of those who were on the verge of death. He was not a slovenly fellow. Without any hesitation, the saber in his right hand chopped off his left arm from the elbow joint. His movements were too fast. He heard Hai Jianzi's shout by his ear, "No!" He didn't have time to react.

He was fast, but Hai Jianzi wasn't slow either. The moment he cut off his left forearm, Hai Jianzi's sword had already reached his body. Perhaps it was because he smelled the alcohol. Perhaps it was the pain of his left forearm being cut off, but in short, he felt his body slowing down. Or perhaps it was because Hai Jianzi's movements were too fast for him to react.

He only felt a chill on his body. His left and right arms were struck by a sword, and his arms were separated from his body from his shoulders. Even though Chu Zhongsui was as nervous as steel, he still could not withstand the double impact of physical and mental attacks.

He was not a person with a flexible mind to begin with. For a moment, it was Hai Jianzi who saw that he usually did not put him in his eyes. Now, he took the opportunity to take revenge. However, both his arms were broken, and he was already a cripple. If he wanted to take revenge, he could forget about it. Hai Jianzi ignored his murderous gaze. After severing Chu Zhongsui's arms with a single slash, without any pause, he turned the sword around and struck Chu Zhongsui's shoulders with the hilt of the sword. The bleeding from the wound just now immediately slowed down. In a short while, it actually stopped bleeding.

"There's poison on the blade!"

Hai Jianzi only said four words. Chu Zhongsui understood that he had misunderstood Hai Jianzi. He was the old lump in the Rainbow Seven Swords of Hai Pingtao of Witch Door Sect.

His blade had just come into contact with the poison wine in his opponent's wine gourd, so he slashed down. The poison could only be deeper. Under such circumstances, Hai Jianzi could only cut off another part of his left arm. The part where he was poisoned at the beginning should have been where his right hand had splashed the drops of wine. The poison was so strong. However, for some reason, it was reflected on his left arm. The place where his right hand was poisoned was the most dangerous. Therefore, Hai Jianzi could only cut off his right arm.

Now, in just a split second, he had become a cripple who had lost both arms. Everything that had happened was like a dream. However, reality was so cruel and real.

Apart from Hai Youbo, there were also four second generation disciples of the Witch Door Sect who had been poisoned to death. The poison was too strong. In just a short while, all five of them had been turned into ashes, and not even their clothes were left.

The land of Void Trapped Mountain was also very special, as if it really liked to absorb this kind of liquid. The dirty and sticky liquid was completely absorbed by the ground in a short period of time. If it wasn't for the color being different from the surroundings... It even made people feel like the five of them had never been to this place before, and had never been to this world.

"Sigh, such a waste of good wine. What a pity. If you refuse a toast, you will have to drink a forfeit. Isn't this how it is? Everyone is putting in too much effort in your performance. There should be applause here."

Tang Liangqin clapped his hands in a serious manner. At this moment, he no longer looked like a rich man, but like a ghost with a death warrant.

One should know that the poison technique he used just now was actually not poisonous at the beginning. The poison had actually been in his mouth all this time. He took advantage of the time when he was pretending to drink and spat it into the gourd. Tang Liangqin had already refined himself into a poisonous person. It was just a pot of poisonous wine mixed with his saliva. In an instant, five and a half lives were taken. This poison had a name, and it was called "Yang obeisance and Yin disobedience." It was very likely that there would be no reaction from the poison. The poison would be displayed from anywhere you could not imagine, and it was impossible to guard against it. There was no way to defend against it.

After a huge change, about half of Hai Jianzi's power was lost. Especially Chu Zhongsui, who was also an expert from outside, had turned into a cripple in a single exchange. He only had half of his life left, and the other party was just a single person. He made a move.

Hai Jianzi let out an angry roar. The longsword in his hand drew a sword flower. It seemed like he wanted to strike first and gain the upper hand.

Tang Liangqin didn't dare to be careless.

The disciple of Witch Door Sect was calm and ruthless just now. He didn't even care about the second generation disciples of his sect. The only reason he saved Chu Zhongsui was because he didn't know why. However, Tang Liangqin didn't want to lose the first battle when he saw his opponent's swift and unusual sword moves. He focused his mind and made a secret signal to Tang Zemu at the same time.

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