Chapter 42: Exploding Poison Pill

  "Whoosh!"

  Wang Fei rode the ancient flying sword, transforming into a red light that quickly caught up with the woman in front and soon overtook her.

  "You..."

  The woman suddenly felt a gust of wind beside her, and a figure appeared from behind, heading towards the front, and she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

  Although curious about Wang Fei's appearance, she deeply understood the current situation and didn't dare to think too much. She took a deep breath, poured more spiritual energy into the flying sword, and followed Wang Fei in escaping.

  "How detestable! There's actually still one more of you. You two, come and die!"

  Xu Cong, despite being in a state of confusion and his vision blurry, was after all a cultivator who had reached the 12th layer of Lingyuan, nearing the realm of Dacheng. Unlike Li Mu and others, his divine sense had condensed to an astonishing degree, allowing him to perceive even the slightest movements around him with his senses. Suddenly seeing Wang Fei appear out of nowhere, he jumped up and cursed loudly.

  Thus, Xu Cong didn't even have time to care about his brother's life or death, and he couldn't complete the task. To say nothing of his brother, he himself wouldn't be able to survive. So he hastily pulled out a green talisman.

  This is a Flight Talisman, a mid-to-high-grade talisman, priced at over a dozen Spirit Crystals. A hint of pain flashed in his eyes as he infused it with spiritual energy.

  In an instant, the talisman turned into a strand of green light, lifting him up, and with a whooshing sound, he burst out of the bloody fog.

  Xu Cong pointed his finger at Xue Guangjian's sword, and the flying sword immediately whizzed towards Wang Fei and the others.

  Looking at the flying sword that was rapidly approaching from behind, the woman's face showed a look of horror, and she immediately took out two low-grade talismans from the Lingzhu and threw them back.

  Two loud explosions sounded, and the talismans transformed into two shocking thunderbolts, shooting towards the flying sword. Xu Cong followed behind, seeing the woman's movements, he couldn't help but let out a cold laugh, his hands forming a mysterious seal.

  Snowlight Sword immediately sensed it, emitting a slight tremble. A layer of frost suddenly covered the sword body, and that layer of frost shot out to meet the lightning, freezing and dispersing it in an instant.

  "Glacier!"

  The woman saw a scene behind her back, exclaimed, and her face turned pale in an instant. This is the real crux of Snowlight Sword.

  A top-quality magic weapon, the caster can attach some of their spells to it, thereby attacking enemies. This Ice Snow Endowment, as the name suggests, is formed by condensing ice crystal magic on it.

  Wang Fei flew ahead, still sensing the chilling aura emanating from the flying sword behind him. He once again injected a large amount of spiritual energy into it. The flying sword under his feet, with the injection of spiritual energy, radiated a brilliant light and immediately increased its distance from the woman behind him.

  Wang Fei didn't want to stir up trouble and had already achieved his purpose for coming this time, so he naturally didn't want any unnecessary complications.

  Fortunately, the ancient flying sword in Wang Fei's hand was an unranked magic treasure, and as long as there was enough spiritual power, it could unleash its powerful might.

  Staring at Wang Fei's figure becoming increasingly blurred, Xu Cong's face was shrouded in gloom, enveloped by the flying symbol.

  The woman, of course, was badly injured and would have been easy to kill, but the man who suddenly appeared was different.

  The treasure under his feet is what kind of treasure, he is a disciple of the Xianmeng Sect, but can't see it, however, looking at how fast he flies, it must be an extreme quality artifact or even a spiritual instrument.

  As soon as Wang Fei's footwork possibly being a spiritual artifact, Xu Cong felt like an ant on his back. A cultivator with such an artifact is definitely not just a loose cultivator, and may even have a place in the sect.

  If the other party is a disciple of the Yan State Zongmen, their plan will certainly have a great impact on them.

  So, Xu Cong naturally couldn't let Wang Fei leave alive. With a cold glint in his eye, he clasped his hands together and began to chant.

  The Snowlight Sword suddenly became blurry under his incantation, forming a series of overlapping shadows, splitting into two, one pointing towards the woman on the left side, and the other heading towards Wang Fei's back.

  However, Xu Cong has apparently focused all his attention on Wang Fei, and most of his spiritual power is still concentrated on the flying sword that flew towards Wang Fei.

  A sudden burst of cold air, Wang Fei felt a chill run down his spine as an icy aura swept past him from behind, his entire body feeling as if it was about to be frozen stiff. His face changed slightly before he quickly controlled the flying sword under his feet, dodging and weaving in rapid succession.

  However, the person behind him was a cultivator of the 12th layer of Lingxu, with spiritual power several times higher than Wang Fei's. The top-grade artifact in his control emitted enormous power, and he caught up in an instant.

  Looking at Xu Cong who was reluctant to leave behind him, Wang Fei's expression was solemn, his left hand had already flipped out a talisman, and between the five fingers of his right hand, he also pinched four things similar to bullets.

  These bullets were exactly what was purchased from Tian Qi last time.

  Wang Fei turned his head and looked at Xu Cong, who was rushing towards him. He made a decision to get rid of him, but just as he did, Xu Cong suddenly stopped in his tracks, his face turning pale, with a hint of blood at the corner of his mouth.

  "Damn old man!"

  Xu Cong let out a furious roar, and immediately activated the spiritual energy within his body, intending to suppress the toxin. However, what terrified him was that the toxin was extremely stubborn and refused to be controlled by him, spreading wildly instead.

  "He's been poisoned!"

  When he saw Xu Cong's movements suddenly slow down, Wang Fei's eyes scanned him and found that his mouth was overflowing with black blood. He was overjoyed in his heart.

  The old man had previously taken the Exploding Poison Pill, which turned his body into a toxic bomb that would explode and release poisonous gas when stimulated by spiritual energy. The poison was extremely potent, even a Foundation Establishment cultivator would need to temporarily retreat from its effects. The old man's intention in using this pill was to take everyone down with him.

  Xu Cong was a cultivator of the 12th layer of Lingyuan, but in front of this explosive poison pill, he was nothing. At this moment, due to the use of too much spiritual power, the toxin had already invaded his body.

  In the time gap when Xu Cong was entangled by the toxin, the woman also got rid of the entanglement of Xue Guangjian's avatar and came towards Wang Fei.

  It wasn't until now that Wang Fei could see the woman's face clearly.

  This girl is about twenty years old, with a delicate face, slender and charming figure, a pearl hairpin inserted horizontally in her bun, making her even more beautiful.

  The woman approached Wang Fei and also took a clear look at his appearance, seeing that Wang Fei's cultivation was only at the sixth layer of Ling Xuan. However, she was secretly shocked to find that although her opponent's cultivation was lower than hers, the magical treasure under his feet was extraordinary. Could it be that this person was a disciple valued by some large-scale immortal family or sect?

  The woman, however, did not dare to linger and hastily followed the small path, rushing out.

  Wang Fei glanced at Xu Cong, who was still struggling with the toxin behind him, and coldly smiled as he threw out four explosive pellets before quickly leaving.

  Four explosive bombs hit the ground, a series of explosions erupted in the forest, and thick smoke rose. In the midst of the smoke, there were layers of frost and black fog.

  These four Bombs are Smoke Bomb, Insecticide Bomb, Ice Ball and Dizzy Bomb.

  As for the last dizzying pill, there was a kind of herb inside that could make people hallucinate, specifically used to confuse enemies. For a moment, Xu Cong only felt dizzy and saw countless human shadows in front of him, unable to tell who was who. In anger, he could only curse loudly.