Chapter 53: The Ghost Is Startled, and the Heart Skips a Beat

Wu Yan touched his chin and looked at the beheaded man with a strange expression on his face. The beheaded man was fixed by the immobilization talisman and had been mobilizing his magic power to try to break free from the control of the immobilization talisman. At this time, the beheaded man's body lit up with yellow light again. However, this time the light was not the light of the amulet, but the yellow light emitted by the activated immobilization talisman that bound his freedom.

Wu Yan had no intention of stopping him at all. He observed the expression on the beheaded man's face with interest. Seeing that he could not break free from the restraint of the immobilization talisman, the beheaded man was horrified and hurriedly begged Wu Yan for mercy: "Daoyou, I have not offended you. What are you doing? Are you going to be an enemy of our entire Shura Temple?"

Wu Yan was not moved by his words. Seeing that there was no reaction on his face, he shook his head suspiciously, and then turned his head to look at the group of people from the Blood Rain Dragon and Tiger Alliance twenty feet away. Zhan Wudi, Hu Cangqiong and others were shocked to see that Wu Yan had easily controlled the beheaded man. At this time, a commotion had begun to appear faintly.

Wu Yan thought about it, suddenly sneered, and used his magic power to cast a wind control spell on himself, and rushed towards Zhan Wudi and Hu Cangqiong lightly. At a distance of twenty feet, Wu Yan deliberately used the wind control spell and the wind and cloud step alternately, and in a few breaths, he appeared in front of the two people like a ghost.

The two were horrified and subconsciously raised their weapons to protect themselves. Wu Yan looked at the two people with a smile, and just when the two people felt puzzled, Wu Yan raised his hand to them, and then twisted his body strangely, turning into countless shadows, and disappeared in front of the two people in the blink of an eye.

The two smelled a strange fragrance in their noses, and inexplicably put away their weapons. A gang member standing next to Zhan Wuqiong suddenly sighed: "It smells so good, it's really strange, this mountain is obviously bare, where does such a strong flower fragrance come from?" He turned his head and looked around blankly.

After hearing what the gang said, Zhan Wudi's face changed drastically. He reacted and shouted "Not good!" He hurriedly held his breath and looked at Wu Yan, who was three or four feet away, in horror.

"You two don't need to hold your breath anymore, it's useless. My 'Ghost Shock' poison is fragrant and colorless. It can not only be transmitted into the body through breathing to poison people, but also penetrate into the body through the skin to poison people. Just now, you waved your weapons and your skin has been stained with this poison. I might as well tell the two big gang leaders that once you are poisoned by this poison, if you don't find an antidote within a day, the meridians in your body will be broken by the poison. First, black blood will flow out from the seven orifices, and then all the pores in the body will also begin to flow out black blood. Until all the black blood flows out of the body, the human body will die, but the consciousness and soul of the poisoned person will not die for a while, even if they cut off their heads and commit suicide. I explained this to the two big gang leaders. With your experience in the martial arts world, you should understand what I mean, right?" Wu Yan looked at the two people with a smile, and said indifferently, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, but what he said was clearly so horrifying and vicious.

Zhan Wudi and Hu Cangqiong were so frightened by what he said that their faces turned pale. Zhan Wuqiong hurriedly wanted to use his internal energy to force out the poison, while Hu Cangqiong was even more straightforward. He actually raised the big knife in his hand and chopped off one of his arms.

"Save your energy. Since I have given you two this kind of poison, how could I not consider that you would use your internal energy to force out the poison and cut off the poisoned body parts by yourself? Since this poison is called "ghost shock", let alone you two ordinary people, even if it is a real evil ghost, if he is poisoned by me, he will beg for mercy. This poison will spread throughout the body's meridians within ten breaths. You'd better stand here and wait for me to finish my work. I will decide whether to detoxify you based on my mood. In order to prevent you two from not believing it, I have to let the person next to you suffer first." Wu Yan sneered and pointed to the member of the Xueyu Sect next to Zhan Wudi who had just sighed and said to the two of them.

When he poisoned the person just now, he actually poisoned the person without anyone noticing.

Zhan Wudi and Hu Cangqiong looked at the gang member with doubtful expressions. Sure enough, they saw that the man's skin had gradually turned purple and black in a moment. At the time of speaking, black blood had begun to flow out of his seven orifices.

The unfortunate gang member realized at this time that he had been poisoned without knowing it. He screamed in fear and covered his mouth and nose, but the black blood that spurted out of his mouth happened to spray on his hands, which he saw clearly. The gang member of the Xueyu Sect was so scared that he staggered and knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Wu Yan and begged for mercy, and his words were already incoherent: "Master, Great Immortal, I dare not do evil again, please, please forgive me, spare my life..."

He said a few incomplete words, and the man's face was covered with black blood stains. Such a vicious and terrifying poison, even this group of heroes who are used to seeing swords and sabers, and used to killing people, were scared to death, and they stared at Wu Yan blankly as if they were looking at a ghost.

Zhan Wudi and Hu Cangqiong dared not be tough anymore, their mouths were bitter, and their hearts felt like they had eaten bitter herbs. They knelt down to Wu Yan with great bitterness, and begged for mercy: "Master, please spare us. We are blinded by greed and will never dare to go against the Iron Sword Alliance again. Please spare us, Master. We are willing to submit to you and obey your orders!"

The thousands of gang members behind the two saw Wu Yan's horrible and vicious methods, and saw their own gang leaders kneeling to him, and they all knelt down.

In a moment, the Blood Rain Dragon and Tiger Alliance, which had planned for months and worked hard for several days, had an absolute advantage, surrendered collectively in a moment because of the appearance of Wu Yan. This result was something no one expected.

Although the people of the Iron Sword Alliance standing on the mountainside did not hear Wu Yan's words, they could clearly see how Wu Yan reversed the entire situation and surrendered all the enemies in a blink of an eye.

The disciples of the Iron Sword Alliance, who had been fighting hard for many days but had been passively beaten and were about to be destroyed, all let out loud cheers. I don't know who shouted loudly first: "Master Wu Xian is mighty! The iron sword is powerful. Long live the alliance!" The crowd also shouted with the roar of the mountains and the tsunami.

"Master Wu is mighty! Long live the Iron Sword Alliance!"

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Waves of cheers came one after another, shaking the whole country.

Wu Yan didn't expect that he would take action to restrain the two men first. His original intention was just to restrain the two men from running around and ruining his important matter, but in the blink of an eye it turned into the situation before him.

Seeing that if things continued like this, the things he was worried about would not only not change, but would intensify and become worse, Wu Yan glanced at Xiaogushan with a gloomy face.

Zhang Lang, who was standing at the front of the crowd, was the first to notice something was wrong on Wu Yan's face and hurriedly stopped the cheers of the Iron Sword League disciples.

"Bah! You're so powerful! Little baby, you ruined the Sa family's good deeds today. The Sa family can't defeat you. When the Sa family brings in reinforcements, they will come to seek revenge on you!"

Just when the cheers stopped, a very discordant voice suddenly sounded in the field. Everyone looked towards the person who spoke, only to see that the beheaded monk who was originally immobilized by the immobilization talisman actually broke the shackles of the immobilization talisman. The immobilization talisman originally attached to his head had been burned to ashes.

After the beheaded monk said harsh words, he patted the small bag on his waist. The small bag emitted a stream of white light, and a leaf-shaped magic weapon appeared in his hand.

The beheaded monk held a white stone with flashing spiritual light in one hand, and threw the leaf-shaped magic weapon into the air with the other hand. The leaf-shaped magic weapon turned into the size of one foot in the wind. The decapitated monk raised his feet and stepped onto the leaf-shaped magic weapon. A flash of inspiration flashed under his feet, and magic power was injected into the leaf-shaped magic weapon. The leaf-shaped magic weapon suddenly rose seven or eight feet into the air.

"Hehehehe, boy, Sajia will take a step forward today and come back to learn your magic methods another day!" The decapitated monk stood on the leaf magic weapon, looked at Wu Yan below and let out a gnashing teeth sneer, and then controlled the magic weapon, He flew away to the outside of Xiaogu Mountain. The flying speed of the magic weapon was actually faster than that of a galloping horse.

Where has everyone seen flying in the sky during the day? At this time, seeing that the beheaded monk could really fly in the air, he was so timid that he actually started to worship him.

Wu Yan looked at the beheaded monk who was gradually fleeing with a gloomy expression, and he touched his chin without saying anything.

Zhan Wudi and Hu Cangqiong, who were originally very afraid of Wu Yan, now looked up at the beheaded monk flying away, and then at Wu Yan, with extremely bitter expressions on their faces. The immortal master was offended, and the two of them had no choice but to cry and plan to ask Wu Yan what to do next.

Wu Yan's eyes were always fixed on the beheaded monk who had fled more than thirty feet away. Zhan Wudi and Hu Cangqiong didn't quite understand what Wu Yan was doing. Both of them thought, since Wu Yan is also an immortal master, why not fly to chase him? Could it be that the young immortal master in front of them can't fly?

Seeing the leaf-shaped magic weapon suddenly spinning and falling from the air, Wu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself: "Hey, it's really like that. This 'heartbeat' poison, ordinary people If you get hit, you will die in just one breath. Immortal cultivators have magic power to protect themselves, so they can last longer than ordinary people."

Zhan Wudi and Hu Cangqiong knelt not far in front of Wu Yan. Even though Wu Yan's voice was very low, they still listened clearly. They turned to look at the beheaded monk, and sure enough they saw the shape of a leaf. The magic weapon had fallen to the ground, and the decapitated monk let out a shrill scream before completely falling silent.

Wu Yan glanced at the two of them indifferently, and the two of them were so frightened that they fell to the ground in a hurry, not daring to show any strange looks. Wu Yan raised his hand and threw a small pill accurately into the mouth of the ordinary gangster who was still kowtowing and begging for mercy, with black blood flowing out of the seven holes. The head monk's body walked away.