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”F * * k you, do you know that your father's clothes are all very expensive!” Wen Zheng was a bit angry. He didn't care about the poison, but the bone-piercing pain on his skin was real. He closed his eyes and pushed the green poison gas into his dantian. Xiao Jin quickly followed. Seeing Wen Zheng standing there without moving, Ao Qing thought that Wen Zheng was being pierced by his own poison qi, and was currently struggling to resist the poison gas in his body. He coldly laughed in his heart, this poison gas, the more resistant it was, the more powerful it was.

”Go to hell!” Wen Zheng swung his arms and immediately thought of running away. Seeing Wen Zheng run away, Ruo Yu and Yu Zheng also ran with him. It was just the two of them, they couldn't run away because of their pressure.

Boom!” A mushroom cloud rose up, the smoke dispersed, Ao Qing did not faint like Wen Zheng had hoped, but his body was clearly heavier, just that the two of them were currently on their last breaths, looking at Wen Zheng with a resentful look, causing him to tremble.

”Roar!” ”Brat, I will tear you into ten thousand pieces!” Ao Qing yelled towards the sky, enraged.

”Don't talk about those useless things. That's what everyone said when they were on the verge of death in the TV series. Didn't they all die later on? ”Since you're not dead yet, let me try again!” As Wen Zheng spoke, he circulated the zhenqi in his body, and by the time he finished speaking, eight silhouettes had already appeared around him.

”Sky Demon Eight Illusions!” Wen Zheng roared in his heart, only to see the eight silhouettes rushing towards Ao Qing without fear of death, their fists and feet kicking about, and Ao Qing's venom, had no effect on this energy. After the 8 silhouettes disappeared, Ao Qing had already been beaten so hard he couldn't even get up.

”Do you know who the Demon King of Confusion is?” Wen Zheng approached and asked with a laugh. Seeing Ao Qing shake his huge head, Wen Yin pointed to the side and said, ”That useless trash, there's actually someone impersonating him! ”Damn!” Finished speaking, he summoned his demon soul sword, slowly raising it, ready to finish Ao Qing off.

Seemingly knowing his fate, Ao Qing said unwillingly, ”I will definitely come back!”

”You're not coming back!” Wen Zheng had an enchanting smile.

”Why?”

However, Wen Zheng did not let him know the answer. With a raise of his sword, Ao Qing's head flew off and with a wave of his hands, a huge bead appeared and weighed him in his hands before smiling in satisfaction. After that, he sat down on the ground with a great strength and looked at Ao Qing who had lost all his breath, Wen Zheng muttered: ”Because you are not Hui Tai Lang!”

The computer had a virus in it. It had been working on it ever since they got off work. It was even worse off today!