Young White Horse: Born with a Poisonous Body and a Sword that Slays the Heroes

"Who are you?" Chi Zheng, who was outside Wen Yanzhao's killing range, asked in a trembling voice.

"Can you villains change your lines? Remember my name, I'm Wen Yanzhao! Say hello to the ghost of death for me when you meet him!"

Wen Yanzhao's hands were flying, and his sword energy was crisscrossing as he whispered:

Then, with a sword-piercing move, the sword energy surged, cutting the last burly killer in half, and blood and organs were scattered all over the ground.

The floor was littered with mutilated corpses, and the constant smell of blood and human organs went straight into Chi Zheng's nostrils.

He no longer had the courage to swing his sword. His whole body was trembling as he spoke these words in an almost inaudible voice:

"But the head of the family said that you are only a 17-year-old boy! How can you..."

"It's not illegal for a minor to kill someone, right?" Wen Yanzhao said expressionlessly.

Then he pulled up the corner of the killer's clothes who was lying on the ground without any breath, and with a swish, he pulled out a half-foot long piece of cloth.

Of course it's not for cleaning swords, how could Chengying be stained with mortal blood?

Wen Yanzhao leaned over to wipe the blood off his boots and threw the black cloth on the ground.

Seeing Chi Zheng in front of him, who was almost frightened to the point of shitting and pissing, he dodged in front of him, flicked his fingers, and a ray of green light flashed...

"Ah..., you...what did you do to me!"

Chi Zheng only felt a colorful green scene in front of his eyes, and then his whole body of joints began to creak, and the pain that seemed to be like being cut by a knife or an axe spread from his spine to his whole body!

With a thud, Chi Zheng, unable to bear the severe pain, knelt down.

"No, no, no, I can't bear such a great gift! The master of the family is not here, stand up, don't kneel!"

Wen Yanzhao pinched Chi Zheng's chin, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It hurts! It hurts so much! Young man, please give me the antidote quickly... Please have mercy on me!"

The severe pain had caused Chi Zheng's voice to have a strange distortion, like a frightened cat covered in a thick quilt.

"That's easy to do. Go back and tell your family master Yan Bietian to clean his neck and wait for him tomorrow!"

"He still has the nature of a thief. He sends assassins over and over again even though he knows he is no match for his opponent. Is he addicted?"

Wen Yanzhao's finger, with a touch of enchanting red, touched Chi Zheng's Tanzhong acupoint, and Chi Zheng stopped trembling and returned to normal in an instant.

The poison that caused severe pain all over his body had been cured by Wen Yanzhao, and Chi Zheng quickly prostrated himself on the ground:

"Thank you for not killing me... I will go back and report to the head of the family now!"

"Get out of here now, before I want to kill you!"

Wen Yanzhao's eyes were cold

"Thank you, young man. I'll get out of here right away!"

Chi Zheng was obedient. He used his inner strength to move his feet and disappeared around the corner in a few breaths.

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Chapter 20 Uncle, you are disrespectful to your elders!

"You little brat, you sneaked out again without telling your uncle!"

Chi Zhengcai disappeared from Wen Yanzhao's sight when the sound of warming a pot of wine floated over from afar.

Wen Yanzhao turned his head and saw Wen Hujiu leaning against the window of the inn room with a tired look on his face, yawning.

"What are you looking at? I could sense it the moment you used the poisonous roar! Why are these annoying guys so persistent... Hey! What a strong smell of blood!"

The sound of the wine being warmed floats down the street along with the people

"Don't go this way, uncle, or your shoes will be damaged!"

Wen Yanzhao leaped past the corpses and dodged to the side of the warm pot of wine.

Unexpectedly, Chengying had no sheath, and Wen Yanzhao, who was holding the hilt of the sword, failed to control the distance and got too close.

While warming the pot of wine, a "swish" sound was heard, and the hem of the long gown was cut off by the edge of Chengying's sword, revealing the trouser legs underneath!

"Hey? You little bastard, what are you doing?!"

When Wenhujiu saw his clothes being cut, he cursed

This sudden sword attack frightened him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat. He felt a cool breeze under his crotch and his feet were free from the wind, so he dodged two or three feet away.

Fortunately, the sword blade was two centimeters shorter, otherwise the Wen family’s ancestral hall would have been demolished!

"Ah... I'm sorry, uncle. I hope I didn't hurt you!" Wen Yanzhao blushed and quickly picked up the scabbard and put the sword back into the sheath.

"What the hell is going on! You little bastard, pay for my clothes!"

Wen Hujiu pulled up the remaining hem tenderly and kicked Wen Yanzhao on the butt.

"Hey, nephew, I didn't mean it. It was you who stood too close to me!" Wen Yanzhao scratched his head.

With Wen Hujiu's cultivation, he knew that the hem that was just cut off was not the sword energy of Wen Yanzhao, but his invisible long sword.

"Where did you steal this good thing from? Show it to your uncle!"

Wenhujiu rolled his eyes, glanced at Chengying Sword and asked

Hearing Wenhujiu asking about the origin of the sword, he naturally couldn't reveal anything about the system.

As a result, Wen Yanzhao's brain worked quickly, and his sight happened to fall on the killers who had just died, and an idea came to his mind:

"There was a swordsman among the assassins sent by the Yan family. His sword was very special, so I took it back!"

Wen Hujiu heard this without any doubt, and took Chengying's hand, looking at him carefully in the moonlight.

"Qiang!"

With a flick of his wrist, the long sword flew out of its sheath. The transparent sword body, which was faintly visible under the hazy moonlight, exuded an infinite chill.

"I have been in the martial arts world for at least twenty years, and I have never seen such a strange sword! Let me try it!"

As soon as the word "try" came out, the wine in the warm pot suddenly changed, and the eyes that were originally a little drunk suddenly became clear and cold.

There happened to be a Chinese parasol tree about ten meters in front of him that was so big that two people could hug it. He warmed the pot of wine, gathered the true energy in his hand, and swung the sword to cut...

"Click!"

As the sword energy passed, the sound of tree trunks breaking was heard immediately!

Wen Yanzhao leaped forward and arrived in an instant. He got closer and saw a huge gap in the tree trunk caused by Wen Hujiu's sword.

"Uncle, you've got into trouble! You chopped a two-foot deep hole in the tree with your sword. It looks like it's dead!"

Wen Yanzhao touched the gap in the trunk of the sycamore tree and shouted to Wenhujiu:

"Ah? Go away! Don't let anyone see us. Such unethical behavior is not what the Wen family does!"

Hearing the sound, Wenhujiu sheathed his sword, jumped up, and ran towards the window of the inn room.

Hearing his uncle's words, Wen Yanzhao stared at the seven or eight broken bodies in the middle of the street in a trance...

Thinking about what his uncle had just said about "no public morality", his eyes rolled, and the Qi in his hand surged and the Bone-Dissolving Powder was thrown out, evenly covering each corpse.

"Not littering is a traditional virtue of our Wen family!"

Wen Yanzhao muttered to himself, and then flew back to the inn.

"boom!"

Wen Yanzhao slapped open Wen Hujiu's door, and Wen Hujiu was so scared that he quickly hid the Chengying Sword under the quilt.

"Why are you coming to my room instead of going to bed?"

Wenju wine obviously feels guilty

"Where's my sword?"

Wen Yanzhao has sharp eyes

"What sword? Is this Baihong Sword yours?"

Wen Hujiu took out a silver-white sword from under the table in the guest room and placed it in front of Wen Yanzhao.

Wen Yanzhao: "No! Give me my sword!"

"Then is this Jade Water Sword yours?"

Wen Hujiu put away the Baihong Sword, and then, like a magic trick, he took out a dagger that was green and very delicate from the door lintel and placed it in front of Wen Yanzhao.

Wen Yanzhao's expression became even uglier: "No! Give me my sword!"

"If you don't want these two swords that are the best in the world and of the highest quality, then I don't have them anymore!"

He warmed the pot of wine, sat down on the bed and spread his hands!

"Uncle, you are disrespectful to your elders! You even took my nephew's things. Return my Immortal Palace-grade Chengying Sword to me now!"

Wen Yanzhao's face turned red with anger

"Stingy guy, why are you in such a hurry again? I'll give it to you well. I'll play with it for a few days and then return it to you..."

Wen Hujiu reluctantly pulled Chengying out of the quilt under his buttocks and threw it to Wen Yanzhao.

"When we go to grab the bride tomorrow, keep an eye on your nephew! The forces from the outer world will definitely be watching, and I will have a tough battle to fight! Maybe I can take this opportunity to break through to the Ninth Heaven Realm!"

Wen Yanzhao took the photo, straightened his features, and said seriously

"As long as there is no master in the Mysterious Realm who takes action, who do you and I have to fear? Besides, what about your buns and poison? If you take them out, won't gods and ghosts retreat?"

Warming up the wine with a nonchalant look

"Since my uncle said so, I can rest assured and don't worry about me anymore!"

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Wen Yanzhao pursed his lips, said good night and went back to his room.

"System, exchange the 'Search and Retrieve' technique for me!"

Wen Yanzhao placed Chengying on the table and opened the system panel.

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