Ninefold Supreme Heaven

Chapter 434 Bing Qiwu's Recovery
The old man who was about to fall to the ground suddenly opened his eyes hugely after hearing Wang Qiang's words, and his eyes were full of fear, because he never saw when Wang Qiang appeared behind him.

"what……"

But because of many years of practice, after hearing Wang Qiang's words, the old man stopped his body out of thin air, and slapped him behind him with his backhand.

The old man's five fingers exuded a metal-like light, and the five fingers were like a hidden weapon that pierced through the air. With a sharp sound of piercing the air, the five fingers directly grabbed Wang Qiang behind him.

When he saw the old man's counterattack, Wang Qiang's eyes narrowed even more, because he felt that the power on the five fingers of this old man was even stronger than Weng Yiming's Destiny Soul Seizing Finger.

Wang Qiang didn't expect that this old man possessed so many unique skills on the mainland, but even if his strength is stronger than the Destiny Soul Finger, what's the point.

Just when the old man had just counterattacked, Wang Qiang also slapped it with his palm. The seemingly random blow didn't even bring up a trace of wind, but the old man who faintly sensed Wang Qiang's counterattack turned extremely pale.

The blood mixed with internal organs continued to flow from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, the old man felt complete despair.

Who would have thought that a young man who seemed to be in his 20s was actually stronger than the ancestors of the older generation. The moment Wang Qiang made a move, the old man completely gave up resistance.

"Crack..."

A piercing sound came from the old man's arm, and the five metal-like fingers lost their color in an instant.

Wang Qiang's palm was as ethereal as a cloud, and it hit the joints of the old man's arm directly.

The old man's retreating figure stopped for an instant, and then fell to the ground like tattered cotton wool. His arm was completely broken from the joints, and the broken bone balls burst out from the muscles. Drops of slightly black blood flowed continuously. Lowered from above the ballast.

"Peng..."

The old man's body fell to the ground as if withered, splashing a cloud of dust. At this time, those who were about to join the Emperor's Academy had already fled. Only the ashen-faced old man and the grief-stricken Bing Qiwu were left on the scene. .

Those people who originally lived in the valley had already fled back in panic.

After living together for nearly three years, neither of them knew that such a powerful and seemingly kind old man was actually the only spirit poison master on the mainland.

"Senior Bing, I'm sorry..."

Wang Qiang walked in front of Bing Qiwu with a guilty expression on his face. He knew that if he hadn't come here and the vision was triggered when he broke through, Bing Qiwu might still be living a secluded life with this old woman.

"Things are unpredictable. I promised her back then that she would never poison anyone during her lifetime. It seems that the 30-plus years of living in seclusion have made some old guys forget my existence. Now A-Lian has left me. Now, no one can stop me anymore."

Bing Qiwu raised his head slowly as he spoke, and in an instant, Wang Qiang was horrified to find that there were some wrinkles on Bing Qiwu's face before, but now it became extremely smooth, and the whole person looked like an instant More than 30 years younger.

Bing Qiwu looked like an old man in his 80s and 40s before, but now he looks like he is in his [-]s at most.

"There is no banquet that lasts forever. After Alian is settled down, I will go to Huangji College to seek justice for her."

At this time, Bing Qiwu didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and he couldn't see any sadness at all, but Wang Qiang could hear a thought in his voice that felt ashamed.

"Brother, for more than 30 years, people from Huangji Academy have been searching for your whereabouts. They dare not approach Poison Spirit Valley, but they have also trapped you in it for nearly 30 years. Now that your oath is broken, it is time for them to let you go." It's time to pay the price."

At this moment, the voice of the old man in the bamboo hat appeared in the valley. Wang Qiang saw that there was still a hint of unwillingness in the eyes of the old man, and inside the wooden house, strange fluctuations were spreading.

That wave was somewhat similar to that of a spirit poison master, but Jin Ping'an still hadn't left the wooden house.

"Sure enough, he got it. Even if you got the Spirit of Ten Thousand Poisons, you still can't become a spirit poison master, because there is something missing in your body."

When Bing Qiwu said these words, he looked up into the valley and sighed softly, his eyes full of melancholy.

"A-Lian likes this valley, so I will bury her in this valley. This place is not too far from Huangji Academy, just to let her spirit in the sky see what price Huangji Academy will pay."

There was no emotion in Bing Qiwu's voice, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing, but Wang Qiang could hear from his words that the killing intent in his heart had already boiled to the extreme.

The expressionless Bing Qiwu is even more frightening than the gloomy Bing Qiwu.

Because now Bing Qiwu looks like everyone's eyes are full of a lifeless feeling, as if there will never be any living things in front of his eyes.

And the body of the old man in the bamboo hat froze even more, because after so many years, he finally saw such indifferent and emotionless eyes again.

This is the Bing Qiwu he knows, the only spiritual poison master in Huangji Continent.

"When things happen here, we will go to Huangji Academy once we are ready, and tell this continent that I, Bing Qiwu, are back."

After Bing Qiwu finished speaking, he hugged the old woman's body and walked quietly towards the valley, but the direction he was walking was not the wooden house.

Bing Qiwu's movements were quick, and he disappeared out of the valley in almost three breaths. At this moment, the old man from Huangji Academy was still lying on the ground quietly looking at Bing Qiwu's figure. There was still this touch of surprise in his eyes.

Because according to his understanding of Bing Qiwu, Bing Qiwu should not let him go so easily.

"Then, senior..."

Wang Qiang glanced at the old man in the bamboo hat, and then looked at the old man from Huangji Academy on the ground, but after hearing Wang Qiang's words, the old man in the bamboo hat let out a cold snort of disdain.

"Ignore him, let him go back and report a letter, so that the group of self-righteous old guys in Huangji Academy can prepare in advance for the arrival of revenge from mainland spirit poison masters."

"crunch..."

Just after the old man in the bamboo hat finished speaking, the door of the wooden house was slowly opened, and Jin Pingan stood at the door weakly, looking at everything in front of him with a puzzled expression.

He didn't know that he just fell asleep, why such a huge change happened in this valley, those people in the cave were looking outside in horror, as if something happened that made them feel very scared.

And at the mouth of the valley, there were more than a dozen poisoned dead bodies. However, Jin Ping'an didn't know why this happened.

"Ping An, are you alright?"

Wang Qiang also ignored the old man from Huangji Academy, and walked straight towards Jin Ping'an in the valley, but when he gradually approached the wooden house, he found that the fluctuations of the spirit poison master in the wooden house became more intense and clear.

"Big brother, I'm fine. The senior in the room is making a breakthrough. What... just happened?"

When Wang Qiang explained the reason of the matter slowly, Jin Pingan stood there a little decadent, and there was deep disappointment in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that Huangji Academy has fallen to such a point. Those arrogant people will eventually pay the price for their arrogance. The old man who just left should be a member of Huangji Academy, hehe... "

After Jin Ping'an finished speaking, he walked to the side weakly, because there was an old man breaking through in the wooden house, and now he needed to be quiet, and Jin Ping'an didn't want to disturb the person who had just saved him.

If it wasn't for that senior, he might still be tortured by the incompatible power in his body.

Now Jin Ping'an feels unprecedented ease.

"Yeah, he offended the only spiritual poison master in the mainland and wanted to leave safely. I don't know if his brain has been damaged after practicing for so long."

Wang Qiang shook his head helplessly. Although the old man checked his body just now and there was no abnormality, Wang Qiang could tell that he had actually been poisoned fatally. I am afraid that the poison would be gone shortly after he returned to Huangji Academy. will explode.

Because when Wang Qiang broke his hand just now, the string of beads on his wrist had already shattered.

"Big brother, where are we going now?"

At this time, his body had returned to normal, and Jin Ping'an didn't know where to go. Facing this strange and familiar Huangji Continent, he felt the sadness of having nowhere to go for the first time.

"Everything here is due to the arrival of you and me. In a short time, Senior Bing will go to Huangji Academy. At that time, you and I will go with them to see the well-known people on this road. Huangji Academy, what is the difference?"

When Wang Qiang said these words, the old man in the bamboo hat who was doing nothing in front of him suddenly walked towards the two of them.

"You two little devils, don't get into this muddy water. Behind the Emperor's Academy, there are people you can't afford to mess with, and we are just trying to test the people behind them to see if they are still there. on this continent."

After the old man in the bamboo hat finished speaking, he looked directly at Wang Qiang with a scrutiny in his eyes.

"Before I was on your body, I felt a strange fluctuation. It seems that I have a relationship with the old man. Can you tell me what it is?"

The tone of the old man in the bamboo hat was full of pleading. With his cultivation level, on this Huangji Continent, it is very difficult to improve even a little bit. If there is even a slight possibility of advancement, it is enough to drive them crazy.

But when the old man in the bamboo hat was talking, Wang Qiang's eyes fell on his hand. On his hand, a simple and simple ring quietly came into Wang Qiang's eyes. After the lines were drawn, Wang Qiang became more certain of his previous thoughts.

"To tell you the truth, senior, when the boy was in the Siji Continent, he got a ring that was exactly the same as senior's by chance."

As Wang Qiang said, a ring exactly the same as that of the old man with a bamboo hat appeared in his hand.

(End of this chapter)