Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 700
With the appearance of the Wandu Cauldron, the aura of the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord is skyrocketing.

The Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron is an ancient poison weapon, and in the hands of the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord, it can exert the most terrifying power. The poisonous miasma around the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord is ten times stronger.

"Ancient spirit weapon."

When Chu Fengmian saw the Wandu Cauldron, he also saw the ancientness in it at a glance.

Like these ancient spirit weapons, although their grades are not at the heaven level, their real power is even higher than the heaven level spirit weapons.

The Poison Hand Demon Lord actually still has this kind of treasure. In the entire Northern Territory, the chances of getting this kind of treasure are extremely rare.

Obviously, it is very possible that this ten thousand poisonous cauldron was harvested by the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord from the Heaven of Return to the Market.

"Boy, now that you are suicidal, you can still receive less pain, otherwise I will let you taste the pain of ten thousand poisons!"

The Poisonous Hand Demon Lord looked at Chu Fengmian and said coldly.

"You probably don't know, the pain of ten thousand poisons devouring the body, when you want to die, it is a luxury, I will not let you die so fast, you have obtained countless adventures in your body, I will kill you The bloodline of the dragon clan, transformed into the bloodline of the poisonous dragon, is enough to make my strength go one step further!"

"And you, Han Yueli, I don't have to kill you, as long as you obediently be my woman, after I seize the innate power from you, I can spare you."

The Demon King of Poisonous Hands seemed to be holding the winning ticket, and laughed loudly.

"How to choose, you choose yourself."

"Really? In front of me, your little demon skills are not even as good as ants. Those old antiques in the Nine Devil City dare not be so presumptuous in front of me. You are just a little devil. I want to kill you, just like pinching you." It's as simple as killing an ant!"

Chu Fengmian looked at the Demon King of Poisonous Hands and sneered.

"Arrogance! Chu Fengmian, let me see how arrogant you can be if you are captured by me!"

The Demon King of Poisonous Hands roared angrily, mobilized two huge poisonous hands again, and grabbed Chu Fengmian.

Under the blessing of the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron, the Poison Hand Demon Lord's poison kung fu power is ten times stronger than just now. The two poison hands are both a hundred meters long, and they are shot in the air, which looks extremely terrifying.

The countless highly poisonous poisons on it are extremely hideous.

"cut!"

But Chu Fengmian didn't care. With a wave of his big hand, the Ancestral Dragon Supreme Sword directly aimed at the Poison Hand Demon Lord, and slashed away again.

With this sword swing, there are countless spiritual powers shining on the edge of the sword,

"hiss!"

When this sword edge was cut out, it immediately turned into a sky-filled sword aura. This sword aura wanted to cut through the surrounding void.

Although Chu Fengmian's strength has not changed in any way during the martial arts conference, his Nine Realms swordsmanship has already reached another level after watching countless geniuses fight.

Slashing with one sword does not require sword skills, but it is much stronger than countless exquisite sword skills.

On Chu Fengmian's body, the power of the ancient Zhanlong's blood was urged to the extreme, and his Ancestral Dragon Supreme Sword was also stimulated by the Zhanlong's blood, reaching the ultimate power.

"boom!"

A loud noise resounded in the void, and under Chu Fengmian's sword strike, those two poisonous hands were directly smashed to pieces.

Numerous cracks appeared in the restraining formation on the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron, it seemed that under Chu Fengmian's sword, some could not bear the sharpness of the Ancestral Dragon Supreme Sword.

This Wandu Cauldron is an ancient spiritual weapon, but Chu Fengmian's Ancestral Dragon Supreme Sword is also an ancient spiritual weapon, and it is a treasure of the Dragon Clan, ranking among the top heavenly spiritual weapons.

Even the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron cannot compete against the sharpness of the Ancestral Dragon Supreme Sword.

"what?"

The body of the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord retreated again and again, and he also felt the power of the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron being shaken back.

When he got this ten thousand poison cauldron, he had always used people to block and kill Buddhas, but now in front of Chu Fengmian's Ancestral Dragon Supreme Sword, his reliance, this ten thousand poison cauldron, seemed so fragile.

The Demon Lord of Poisonous Hands was forced to retreat by Chu Fengmian, with a somewhat sinister expression on his face.

"The Poison King Comes to the World!"

The Poison Hand Demon Lord held up the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron and shouted loudly to the sky, only to see that in this void, countless poisonous substances appeared one after another, and raindrops fell from the sky.

Every drop of rain seems to be colorless, but it actually contains the poison of this world, and what is contained in every drop of rain is a poison of the world.

Even if a person can resist one or two of them, but so many poisons come together, it is extremely terrifying, like the end of the world.

"Small poisonous things can't get close to me!"

Chu Fengmian watched countless poisonous rains fall, his face was extremely calm, and in his palm, a drop of golden dragon's blood suddenly appeared.

This drop of golden dragon blood burned crazily in Chu Fengmian's palm, turning into a golden flame, and with a wave of Chu Fengmian's hand, this golden flame surrounded Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli .

The countless poisonous rains evaporated one after another the moment they approached the golden flame, and none of them was close enough to Chu Fengmian's side.

"My poisonous rain, all flames must be extinguished! What kind of flame is this?"

The face of the Poison Hand Demon King changed drastically. This trick of poison rain is almost his trump card. He used all his poison skills, but he couldn't even get close to Chu Fengmian's side.

When the poisonous rain came, it would not be easy to deal with even those strong men who had surpassed the realm of life and death, but now in front of the golden flames condensed by Chu Fengmian, they were extremely vulnerable.

"Your poison technique is too weak, you can't even break through my dragon flames, and you still want to kill me?"

Chu Fengmian snorted coldly, and with the next step, he came directly in front of the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord.

His palm directly hit the Poisonous Hand Demon Monarch.

Seeing Chu Fengmian's sudden strike, the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord hastily transferred his spiritual power and turned into a barrier in front of him, but in front of Chu Fengmian's palm, the condensed barrier was extremely fragile.

With Chu Fengmian's mind moving, the power in the palm of his hand condensed a little, and it directly turned into a sharp sword, piercing it, and the barrier suddenly shattered.

The Poisonous Hand Demon Lord had no resistance at all, and was directly caught in the palm of Chu Fengmian's hand.

"Wan Poison Cauldron!"

Being pinched in the palm of Chu Fengmian's hand, the Demon Lord of Poisonous Hands looked extremely flustered. Under such circumstances, as long as Chu Fengmian was willing to pinch it at will, the Demon Lord of Poisonous Hands would immediately fall.

Before he had time to think about it, he directly activated the Wandu Cauldron and rushed towards Chu Fengmian.

He wanted to escape from Chu Fengmian's grasp.

Chu Fengmian's face was calm, watching the Wandu Cauldron bombarding it, he just waved his hand, and most of the power of the Wandu Cauldron was dispelled, and Chu Fengmian directly caught it in his hand as well.

(End of this chapter)