C119

Chapter 119 - Mud!

The entire sky seemed to have been shocked by the power of this sword attack. The sun and moon disappeared in a radius of a hundred miles. Thick clouds had been split open by the sword light. Sword Qi blotted out the sky and blotted out the sky as it pounced towards Gloomy.

"Hmm?"

"How could his strength suddenly increase so much? He … he isn't even a Battle Disciple!" Zhang Dongcheng's extremely terrifying and terrifying power suddenly appeared, catching him off guard. As if he had been ruthlessly slashed by the scythe of the god of death, his soul was shrouded by an incomparably thick shadow of death.

"Four Great Poison Generals, protect yourself!"

With a gloomy and fierce wave of his hand, the four Poison Generals charged forward recklessly, using their flesh and blood to block Zhang Dongcheng's hateful sword strike!

With one sword strike, the poison that was at the head of the group split apart. Ignoring the spurting brain matter and fresh blood, the sword aura swept out like a dragon!

"Hiss, bang!"

It was cut in half at the waist, and the mangled flesh and dirty organs scattered all over the ground under the poison general's confused gaze, leaving behind only the wailing of ghosts and the howls of wolves.

That snow-white sword light killed two poison generals in a row. As it turned from snow-white to pure black after being dyed in countless amounts of blood, a faint, boundless killing intent surged out. It was extremely terrifying!

What!

This guy killed two of my poison generals at the same time!

His heart was so gloomy that it felt like blood was about to drip out. Although this poison was not difficult to refine, there were very few people suitable to refine it!

He had to first have a certain amount of strength, the higher the better, and secondly, have to be patient and be able to endure the torture of the poison refining technique and not die. He waited bitterly for more than two hundred years, and finally caught four 1-star experts of the War Emperor, surviving the extremely painful poison refining technique.

The price for successfully refining these four poisons was that more than four thousand experts died in the process due to being unable to sustain the poison refining technique.

One in a thousand, a real one in a thousand!

He was so angry that he was about to explode, but the next scene caused a chill to rise from the bottom of his heart!

Throwing out his hands, Zhang Dongcheng violently threw the Wild Wolf Solitary Peak Sword out, flying straight into the chest of a venomous general. The incomparably terrifying power directly carried it flying, smashing three or four small mountains along the way, and collapsing all the way!

"Grab!"

With a loud noise, the Mad Wolf Solitary Peak Sword firmly nailed the poison to the top of a mountain. The poison was struggling with all its might, but it was unable to break free from the poison.

He didn't use a sword, he didn't want to use a sword!

I want to use my fists, punch after punch, to my heart's content. If I don't hand over the small stone, I'll use a pair of iron fists to smash him into mush!

With a grab, the last poison general appeared in his hand. With a shake and a pull, the poison general fell to the ground as if it had no bones, allowing Zhang Dongcheng to grab one of its left legs and drag it onto the ground.

The poison was more than five meters tall, but under Zhang Dongcheng's grasp, it was angrily and innocently twisting the iron chains around, making sounds. The thousand pound sword ball was rolling around randomly, and its mouth was roaring crazily, yet it was being dragged away by Zhang Dongcheng like a helpless little sheep.

Dressed in white, Zhang Dongcheng was like a devil god that shot into the sky with a baleful aura that could destroy everything. With one hand, he dragged the Poison General that was more than five meters tall, and slowly walked towards the dark.

The scorching sunlight shone on his body, illuminating his tightly furrowed brows, heating up his frenzied and bloodthirsty heart. This was an oil painting that made one's blood boil.

Even though countless people on Earth were watching Zhang Dongcheng's live broadcast, no one was able to draw the current him. No one was able to write the current him, who was so furious, who was about to go crazy.

"Now, give me back that little stone, or it'll be like this!" Zhang Dongcheng bellowed, using his strength to lift his wrist, he lifted the five meter tall Poison Body up, and with a heavy swing, he smashed it onto the ground as though he was cutting down firewood!

"Boom!"

When the poison general's head came in contact with the hard mountain rock, his skull instantly exploded, and his brain and blood flew everywhere.

A huge crater was formed on the ground by the impact. Rocks flew everywhere, turning into dust!

This was not enough!

As if venting his anger, Zhang Dongcheng swung the poison wheel around like a windmill, incessantly smashing, smashing, and smashing!

"Boom boom boom!"

Not too long after, the poison general's skin and flesh split open, his bones and tendons fractured, and his entire body flopped onto the ground like mud.

Gloomy was even more amazing. No matter how much disdain he had, he was still forced to retreat a few steps by Zhang Dongcheng who was as violent as a tiger.

"Is, is this guy even human?" He, he actually isn't afraid of the poison in my body! " He thought in panic as he watched the four great poisons turn to the west with a gloomy expression on his face.

The strongest part of the Seven Fiends Poison Sect was poison, but this poison had no effect on Zhang Dongcheng at all!

Gloomy didn't know that Zhang Dongcheng had consumed the Hundred Spirit Cleansing Poison Pill, so he couldn't do anything to Zhang Dongcheng with the poison under the War God.

If the Seven Fiends Poison Sect's poison lost its effect, the disciple's strength would be greatly reduced.

"My patience is limited. Hand it over, and I'll hand over Little Rock!" Zhang Dongcheng's eyes seemed to burn as he roared at Gloomy, causing his entire body to tremble.

"Good, good, good! You want to see that kid, don't you? I'll let you see me! " An extremely vicious expression appeared on his face as he casually tossed out an item!

That object expanded with the wind, and before long, a figure appeared.

It was a small stone!

However, it was no longer a small stone.

Zhang Dongcheng's eyes instantly turned ice-cold.

In a valley that was as silent as death, the flying birds disappeared without a trace. The sunlight was suddenly shrouded by dark clouds, causing it to fade away. It could only leave a trace of despair and helplessness on that lonely figure.

The wind that carried the scent of blood and flames blew past him, blowing his wet hair back into the air.

A long, black tongue was slightly stuck out from the badly mutilated face. His lips were a strange black and purple color. His eyes seemed to have a fire burning within them, causing him to suffer torturous pain as he sobbed in an extremely stifling manner.

His entire body was covered in blood-stained bandages, and the previous poison general looked extremely similar, but his small and skinny body made Zhang Dongcheng's heart feel as though it was being cut by knives!

Little stone, this small stone was made into a venomous general by this damned gloominess!

Xiao Shi looked at Zhang Dongcheng, his blood red eyes filled with pain, he revealed a sinister and terrifying smile, as though he had been cut by a sharp blade in an instant. He tightly grabbed his own body that was filled with rotten wounds, and released a terrifying cry, his entire body curled up, not daring to look at Zhang Dongcheng.

"Master … Master …" The little stone mumbled indistinctly, blood-red tears flowing out of its eyes. It didn't last long before it turned into a venomous general, and he still had a few memories.