aircannonsinc Chapter 173
Chapter 173
The hatred of killing my father is irreconcilable.
Ye Dingzhi saw the man he wanted to kill day and night, and today he appeared in his sight.
"No."
"Move."
"Ming."
"Wang."
The King Kong's eyes were angry, like a majestic and inviolable god of war, his eyes were like lightning, as if he could penetrate all the falsehood and evil in the world.
In front of this sharp look, the inner demons fled one after another, not daring to stay for a moment.
"Stupid!" Nie Xingyuan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a deep contempt and disdain.
His cold and arrogant expression seemed to turn a blind eye to everything happening in front of him.
However, everyone knows that the Acala Vidyaraja Gong is a unique skill.
This skill has earth-shaking power. It can not only allow people to fight back and kill powerful enemies in adversity, but also ignite the endless potential hidden in the body of the practitioner in an instant.
Once this skill is used, the practitioner's strength will suddenly erupt like a volcanic eruption, and the realm can instantly leap a level, which is amazing.
But as the saying goes, things will turn into the opposite when they reach the extreme, such a powerful skill is naturally accompanied by huge risks.
Many people often pay a painful price after trying to use this magical skill.
Some have become disabled due to exhaustion of their skills and have never recovered from it;
What's worse, when they are lucky, they suffer from the backlash of the skill, and all the meridians in their body are broken, and they die tragically on the spot.
Since entering the land of apocalypse, this is the second time Ye Dingzhi has used the Acala Vidyaraja skill.
You know, at this time, his old injuries have not healed yet. If he forcibly activates this domineering skill again, it will undoubtedly force himself into a desperate situation.
But in order to avenge his blood feud, he can no longer care about so much, even if it is a bet with his life, he will not hesitate!
"Heh, I have no way out, and I don't need to retreat. The enemy is right in front of me. Today, it's either you or me." Ye Dingzhi walked forward step by step, and every step could see clearly visible footprints.
Qing Wang was a little panicked, and shouted to Nie Xingyuan: "Kill him."
Ye Dingzhi raised his head and said angrily: "I feel a power I have never felt before. Come on, let me see if you can stop me and kill people."
"Stupid!" Nie Xingyuan shook his head.
Such a good boy is going to die here today. What's the use of a person blinded by hatred and full of passion?
When your ability is not up to it, any of your actions are in vain.
Everyone has his own position, tit for tat.
Ye Dingzhi is killing people.
Nie Xingyuan wants to protect people.
Draw the sword.
The battle in Xiaoyao Tianjing.
Outside Tianqi City, Sunset Villa.
This villa is the property of the Wen family.
There are many poisonous weeds planted here.
It's strange that there are records in the poison making books of the Wen family.
Some strange poisons can only grow in the place where the dragon rises.
The place where the dragon rises is where the dragon vein is.
In fact, the most poisonous thing in the world is the suspicion between brothers and fathers and sons, and the killing for power. Wherever the dragon vein is prosperous, there is such hostility.
Therefore, the poison book of the Wen family is not without reason.
As the poison book says, every poisonous grass growing here is a human poison.
The longer the time, the heavier the hostility absorbed, and the stronger the toxicity of these poisonous grasses.
The carriage drove to the front of the villa.
This is actually the first time that Wen Jiutian has come here.
I only saw it on the map of the Wen family's property before.
There is a reason why he doesn't want to come here. When his parents went to Tianqi, they came here to collect poisonous grass.
As for why they came here to collect these highly poisonous grasses.
In fact, it was because they had long discovered that Wen Jiutian had a special physique, and came here to pick poison in person.
But what people didn't expect was that an accident happened on the way here.
"Young Master. Second Master, Uncle Zhuliu."
A young man with a broken arm came out.
He was wearing a black robe and prostrated himself respectfully in front of the carriage.
His right hand was placed in front of him, but his left arm was empty.
Wen Jiutian lifted the curtain: "Long time no see, Wen Ning. But why are you kneeling?"
Then Wen Ning grinned: "I'm afraid the young master has forgotten me."
He scratched his head with his only remaining hand, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly.
Wen Ning's original name was Wen Qionglin. When he was young, he was also a gentle and kind boy.
However, when he came to Tianqi with his parents, he suffered that catastrophe and lost an arm.
That arm was his three-character classic. Since he was a child, he had gathered all the poison on his left arm.
He was originally a cheerful boy, but unfortunately, everything has changed now.
He now practices the secret technique of the Wen family, the Poison Arhat. When he exerts his strength, the poison gas soars into the sky, and he is called the Poison General by the family.
Sometimes,He couldn't even control himself, and finally asked to stay in Sunset Villa.
"Get up!" Wen Jiutian jumped off the carriage, walked in front of him, and helped him up, "You used to take me out to play, this time we are going to Nanjue, how about I take you out to play?"
Then Wen Ning shook his head: "Forget it, I'm not going anywhere, I'll just stay here. I believe that you will always come back, so I can protect you at any time in the future."
"Idiot!" Wen Hujiu came over and knocked on Wen Ning's head, "What nonsense are you talking about, Xiao Jiu is now half a step into the divine journey, do you still need to protect him?"
"Half a step into the divine journey?" Wen Ning was stunned, and then a bright smile appeared on his face, "Then Aunt Bai can really die with a smile on her face."
"Okay, don't mention sad things." Wen Hujiu raised his head and drank a sip of wine, "Want to drink?" He handed the wine over.
"Uncle, I've quit. The villa is usually visited by many people." Wen Ning tilted his head, "I heard that you were coming, so I went to Tianqi City and captured the chef from Baipin Pavilion."
"Not that bad, right?" Wen Jiutian frowned.
"That's right!" Wen Ning smiled slightly, "Young Master, you can't eat and drink worse than others. By the way, I wanted to make another trip."
"What do you want to do?" Wen Hujiu's heart tightened.
Wen Ning raised his eyebrows, "It is said that the best wine in Tianqi is called Qiulubai. I am just about to go into the city to capture the winemaker."
With a puff, Wen Hujiu spit out the wine and patted Wen Ning's shoulder, "Don't make trouble. Tianqi City is in chaos now."
"Ah!" Wen Ning suddenly patted his head and said with a smile, "The old man sent me a letter a few days ago."
"Oh?" Wen Hujiu asked in confusion.
"About Princess Nanjue." Wen Ning handed over the letter and said with a smile, "The old man said that the Emperor of Nanjue thinks that you, young master, are extremely poisonous and you don't leave Lingnan. You are a waste. He wants to cancel the engagement."
"Idiot." Wen Hujiu frowned, "It's really a case of not getting up early without profit. Back then, that old thing was forced by his royal brother to take his family to Lingnan for refuge. Now, he is the emperor and refuses to admit it."
"Uncle, what do you mean?" Wen Jiutian frowned.
"You were still young at that time. Have you forgotten that there was a girl who always said she was a princess, who followed you every day and called you Brother Nine, Brother Nine, and took me to catch loaches, and then caught your loaches in the creek at our house? Have you forgotten?" Wen Hujiu laughed.
"I remember." Wen Zhuliu also stood up and followed the noise.
"I seem to remember it too." Wen Ning glanced at Wen Jiutian secretly, "The little girl even said it was a little small and a little short."
Wen Jiutian glanced at the carriage, but heard Yi Wenjun's giggling.