Urban Rebirth Cultivation

At this moment, the leader of the Wanpo Sect no longer cared about the remaining three halls.

He rushed into the Thirteenth Hall with the remaining people as if they were running for life, and everyone was panting.

After entering the Thirteenth Hall, they saw that there was no one behind them, so the few of them looked a little relieved.

"Monster! It's such a fucking monster!" Someone cursed with a dark face, feeling lingering fear.

"How could there be such an existence in this world? Did he start practicing from the womb? It's extremely outrageous!"

The evil people were still shocked and unable to calm down.

"Hua Qiu is only over 20 years old, and her cultivation strength is so terrible. I guess she may have reached the level of transcending the Martial Saint!" The leader of the assassination team said with a calm face.

When the few people heard this, their faces turned pale.

What is this not a monster?

Generally, at this age, if you can reach the level of Martial Master, you are among the peerless geniuses. If you can reach the level of Martial Master, it is difficult to issue one in hundreds of years. You can alarm the Yidao Alliance to issue a heaven-word hunting order...

But that Hua Qiu was actually approaching the level of transcending the Martial Saint!

"Damn it! Even the legendary martial myth is not so scary at such an age!" Someone said angrily.

Several people were shocked.

When they looked at each other, they stopped talking.

It is obvious that as long as there is no accident and let that person grow up, a martial arts myth will appear again in the martial arts world...

By then, the entire evil alliance will be disintegrated and the evil warriors will have little chance of vitality.

"Master Zheng, Wan Poison Sect has a trump card? At this point, do you still have to hide it?" The leader of the assassination team said in a deep voice.

The leader of the Wanpo Sect looked ugly.

"Haha, there are naturally trump cards, but you won't use them until you have to..."

"It's not a last resort now? If you don't show your trump card, the entire Wanpoison Sect will be destroyed!"

The leader of the Wanpo Sect hesitated for a moment and nodded with a gloomy expression.

"If Hua Qiu struggled hard to chase the Thirteenth Hall, even if he fought to the death, he would have to make him come and go!"

The leader of the assassination team nodded.

"boom!"

A roar suddenly came from his ears.

The leader of the Wanpo Sect looked stunned.

"The Eleventh Palace was destroyed so quickly?" He couldn't accept it.

The last three halls are the deepest foundation of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. Even if the Martial Saint breaks in, there is a risk of falling, but he cannot stop that person for a moment...

A few minutes later, the roar rang again.

"The 12th Hall is gone..." The leader of the Wanpo Sect's face was so dark that he could not be any longer.

Soon, three figures appeared at the entrance of the Thirteenth Hall.

Hua Qiu took Wu Pingqing and Tong Yue in, and looked at the survivors with murderous intentions.

The leader of the Wanpo Sect's lungs are about to explode.

"Boy named Hua, you bully too much!" He pointed at Hua Qiu and cursed angrily.

"These halls were built by my ancestors of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect for a long time. Now you have destroyed only one of them. Are you still going to be aggressive, right?"

"I really think my Ten Thousand Poison Sect is a mud? Do you have to get it to the point of killing the fish?"

"Speak less nonsense." Hua Qiu looked impatient.

"I said, you all have to die!"

The leader of the Wanpo Sect was furious, but he forced himself to suppress it and did not scold him again.

"Hua Qiu, tell you that I, Wan Poison Sect, also has a strong trump card, but this leader doesn't want to use it until the special moment. If you force each other hard, no one can get it!"

"I advise you to retreat quickly now, otherwise I will regret it!"

The leader of the Wanpo Sect wanted to scare Hua Qiu away and preserve the Wanpo Sect.

But Hua Qiuli ignored him and continued to walk with his sword.

"Hmph! You have to seek death!" He made up his mind, took out a flute and played it.

"Dongdong..."

Slow footsteps sounded in the hall.

Several people looked at the sound.

In the darkness of the hall, a figure slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

That's a poisonous puppet...

A poisonous puppet with a somewhat stiff and mechanical movement.

"I want to stop me with a poisonous puppet?" Hua Qiu showed disdain.

"Haha, this is not an ordinary poison puppet." The leader of the Wanpo Sect sneered.

The leader of the assassination group stared at the poisonous puppet with a serious expression.

Wu Pingqing also frowned and looked at him, feeling that he seemed familiar.

Suddenly, the two of them were shocked at the same time.

"The Martial Saint-level poisonous puppet!" the two exclaimed in surprise.

"What? Is that a Martial Saint-level poison puppet?" Tong Yue looked at the figure in horror, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

Who would have thought that the one guarding the Thirteenth Hall was actually a poisonous puppet of the Martial Saint level!

"Yes, it's the Martial Saint-level poison puppet!" The leader of the Wanpo Sect sneered.

"This poison puppet was refined by the body of the righteous martial saint who fell in the Wanpo Sect during the war. It is the biggest trump card of my Wanpo Sect!"

"This... is also the last trump card I teach!"

The leader of the Wanpo Sect's expression gradually became ferocious and he stared at Hua Qiu fiercely.

"I didn't want to use it before the moment when the Wanpox Sect survived, but you insisted on pushing it to death! OK, then you'll be able to kill you!"

"This poison puppet can only be used once, and it will be scrapped after one time, but you, the peerless genius of the Martial Alliance, must stay here forever!"

"Don't worry, after you die, the leader of the sect will take action personally to refine you into the best poison puppet. Although it is not as good as the Martial Saint Poison puppet, it is not bad either."

The leader of the assassination group sighed.

"So this is the trump card of the Wanpo Sect. It's really unexpected. It seems that the peerless genius of the Martial Alliance is about to die. It's a pity, it's a pity..." He pretended to regret.

They thought Hua Qiu would be afraid.

But they were disappointed.

Hua Qiu's expression had not changed, he just looked at the Martial Saint Poison Puppet and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Why is he not even afraid of the Martial Saint Poison Puppet?" The few people were puzzled.

"Although the Martial Saint's Poison Puppet cannot truly exert the strength of the Martial Saint during his lifetime, its physical strength and fearlessness of death are even more dangerous than a Martial Saint! Hua Qiu, can you deal with it?"

The leader asked, looking sarcastic.

"Just Martial Saint, it's not that I haven't killed it." Hua Qiu said softly.

The few people didn't hear it very clearly.

Just as she was about to ask, Hua Qiu acted again and walked towards this side.

"court death!"

The leader of the Wanpo Sect shouted coldly and blew the flute quickly.

The oppressive Wu Sheng Poison Puppet raised its head, and a red light appeared in its eyes.

"boom!"

When the Wusheng poison puppet moves, the air circle explodes with a huge momentum.

It blasted at Hua Qiu like a cannonball, as if it had the power to destroy everything.

Tong Yue and Wu Pingqing in the rear were both hung up.

"Zheng!"

Hua Qiu looked calm and slashed with a sword.

The dazzling sword light reappeared, as if the space was cut open...

The Martial Saint Poison Puppet would not dodge at all and would directly resist.

"Bang!"

The sword light slashed on the body of the Martial Saint Poison Puppet and immediately knocked it away far away.

"This is impossible!" The sneer of the Wanpo Sect leader froze on his face.