"We, the disciples of Poison King Valley, naturally have our own rules for punishment. But people cannot be resurrected after death. This little brother has been poisoned for too long and cannot be cured. I hope you can sell me a favor."

Situ Chen was very depressed at the moment and couldn't bear to hear his words. He looked at the other party coldly and said loudly.

"Hahaha, if you ask that old guy Mu Qiusheng to come here in person, I can sell you the Poison King Valley for a face. As for you... it's not enough!"

When the Poison King Valley Master heard him say the name of the previous Valley Master, there was a trace of shock in his eyes under the mask. He thought that the person in front of him was an old friend of Mu Qiusheng, so his expression became gentler.

"It turns out that the senior knew my master, and I was lucky to meet him. However, my master passed away decades ago. If the senior feels sorry for me, please let the younger generation of Duwanggu go."

"Shit, don't get too close to me. I know the virtues of Duwang Valley best. I don't know whether that old guy Mu Qiusheng is dead or not? Isn't it because he is afraid that outsiders will find out about his current situation and go digging for his ancestors' graves?

"

"As for those of you who are hiding in the shadows, I will make it clear today that as long as you can kill that little thing Feng Qingyu, you can chase and kill him as you please."

"I am now protecting this Osumi Imperial City. If anyone is impatient, you can come and compete with me. Let me see how many people in this world can compete with me!"

He didn't care at all that the master of the Poison King Valley was standing aside. He pointed at the disciples of the Poison King Valley and cursed: "Don't fucking be like your grandson, jumping up and down when you come to the door, and turning into a bunch of cowards when you meet me."

"I was entrusted by someone to protect the flowers and trees of Osumi Imperial City. Today, you killed someone under my nose. Very... very good!"

Situ Chen was as powerful as a dragon and looked ahead with cold eyes. Although it looked empty from the outside world, Situ Chen knew that the people in the dark were undoubtedly focusing on him at this moment.

Situ Chen grinned slightly, a murderous aura gathering in front of him. He raised his hand, and the middle-aged man floated softly in the air.

The next moment, Situ Chen made a strong move, and his hands were covered with a layer of frost. Then, he grabbed the middle-aged man, turned his hand into a palm, and cut across.

A bright red blood flower floated and fell to the ground. Situ Chen's palm passed through the middle-aged man's body, and a large amount of blood spattered everywhere. His frost-covered hands were also dyed red in an instant.

boom!

The middle-aged man's body was divided into two halves, one half was still in one of his hands, and the other half fell to the ground, leaving only the lower body and legs.

"Xun'er!!"

The Poison King Valley Master had no time to take action as this scene had already happened. He stared blankly at the half-body body on the ground.

"You...you really dare..."

His calm face could no longer hold on, his body momentum was rising steadily, and his eyes were as cold and dark as a bottomless black hole.

He looked at Situ Chen, the killing intent in his eyes rising to the extreme, like a poisonous snake staring at you in the dark.

"Did...what you did...a little bit amazing?"

The voice seemed to pop out bit by bit from between the teeth. The master of the Poison King Valley clenched his fists under his black robe, and the muscles all over his body were beating. The protective aura attached to the body also became irritable because of losing control of his emotions.

Situ Chen glanced at the corpse in his hand with disdain, his eyes filled with coldness, as if he had not heard the voice of the Poison King Valley Master.


Chapter completed!