Chapter Eighty-Two: The Last Person to Laugh

  Misty swamp.

  Several black-robed monks confronted each other in the swirling fog, their poised magic spells, poisons and corpse refining all proving that a great battle was about to erupt!

  "Junior brother, I think it's better for you to call out the few Blood Orchids you just obtained! Our Yin Corpse Sect's corpse refining technique can counter your poisonous attacks, and since we have one more person than you, junior brother, why don't you two put down the Blood Orchids and let us take one of you?"

  The leading black-robed man chuckled and persuaded the two. On both sides of him were another two black-robed monks, and even three monks nearby, three tall corpse-refiners stood like three walls on the marsh, putting great pressure on the two monks opposite!

  The two monks opposite were the same ones that Wang Chen had met earlier. The younger monk's face turned pale with fear, and he stammered: "Elder brother, shouldn't we call out the spiritual medicine? There are too many of them, we can't defeat them!"

  "Big Brother" glared at his younger brother with a fierce gaze, his face filled with disdain, and in his heart, he was even more displeased.

  "This junior brother must have spent too much time in the secular brothels when he was young, although he is the master's illegitimate son, but he is as stupid as a pig!"

  "Shixiong" suspected in his heart, but didn't dare to say it out loud, because his master was extremely doting on the younger brother. If he knew what he was thinking, he would definitely suffer the pain of being bitten by a thousand snakes.

  However, Shixiong also didn't have a good expression, and coldly said: "Do you think that if you hand over the spiritual medicine, they will let you go? If we die, there's no one to testify!"

  The timid junior brother looked at his senior brother, then nodded and took out a black diamond-shaped magic tool. The senior brother beside him saw the magic tool and flashed a hint of greed in the corner of his eyes, but remembering their master's "teachings", he had to focus on the enemy wholeheartedly.

  Since trying to intimidate them failed, the battle between the five began in an instant.

  However, three cultivators of the Corpse Sect were clearly wary of the opposing cultivator's methods and only sent out their own corpse-refined puppets to attack, while they themselves hid in the back.

  This is also an unavoidable thing, the Wàn Dú Mén uses poison too fiercely, and this cultivator is a top-notch expert in the Qi Refining stage. If three people are not careful, they will be doomed! It's better to use their own corpse refining technique against the enemy!

  Because corpses aren't afraid of highly toxic substances, they just happen to be their natural restraint!

  The battle between the two suddenly fell into a stalemate, with the Yin Corpse Sect being cautious and not daring to get too close. The strength of the two was temporarily enough to withstand the corpse refining! However, this situation would not last for long, as zombies were tireless, and after wasting some time, the two cultivators from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect would be unable to hold on!

  Yin Corpse Sect is a sect that controls corpses to fight against enemies, the main strength of the sect's disciples lies in their corpses, so the disciples only cultivate one corpse, putting limited resources together, and their strength can be improved quickly!

  The three refined corpses of the masters had undergone many tempering processes, and in terms of hardness, they were only slightly inferior to the top-grade magic weapons! The two masters of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect attacked with all their might, but they only managed to scrape off some unimportant parts of the refined corpse, and as a result, their own spiritual energy was greatly reduced.

  After a moment of effort, "Shixiong" finally became somewhat exhausted and, after taking a medicinal pill, scolded: "If you have the ability, then come over and fight, otherwise how long are you going to wait!"

  The three monks of the Yin Corpse Sect heard this and burst out laughing, but it was a cold laugh without any words.

  "Junior brother, it seems like things are not going well this time. Next, I'll use a secret technique. You also take out the foundation period talisman that Master gave you to defend yourself! As long as we can hold on for a moment, those three storage bags will be ours!"

  The timid junior brother nodded, took out a talisman from his storage bag, paused for two seconds, and the talisman was activated to form a blue protective shield.

  The senior brother looked at him with envy, then closed his eyes, muttered to himself, and raised his hands in a strange gesture.

  Buzz! Buzz!

  A strange noise appeared, and all kinds of poisonous insects suddenly appeared in the sky and on the ground near the two people. The flying poisonous insects in the sky and the crawling poisonous insects on the ground rushed towards "Shixiong" like they were crazy.

  A cruel scene unfolded, the poisonous insect crawled towards "Shixiong's" left arm and started biting with a crunching sound. In an instant, his left arm was covered in blood.

  At this time, no one noticed the weak junior brother, and he actually showed a cruel smile, but this smile disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared!

  The three monks opposite were shocked by this.

  "Stop him! He's using a forbidden technique and is actually going to mutilate his own body. It must be incredibly powerful!"

  "Right, quickly break through his defenses and kill him!"

  Three Yin Corpse Sect cultivators instantly came to an agreement. Since the hidden poisonous insects had all been retrieved, there was no need to be so far apart. The three of them walked closer and raised their magic tools to greet each other.

  However, the weak junior brother took a step ahead and used talismans one after another. Several layers of blue, gold, and yellow shields appeared.

  The creepy sounds in the swamp are even more terrifying! As they watched, their entire arm was about to be swallowed by poisonous insects. The three Yin Corpse Sect cultivators looked at the protective shield that was about to break and were about to retreat after a moment of reluctance.

  "You still want to run? You've crippled one arm and added ten years to your lifespan. You still want to run?! Die! Blood Poisonous Dragon!"

  His pale-faced senior brother let out a low growl, his face revealing a crazed expression. The poisonous insects that had devoured his arm then coalesced into a poisonous dragon. The red poisonous dragon emitted an eerie blood-red glow, and even the smell of blood wafted far away.

  Buzz!

  The Blood Toxin Dragon flew quickly towards the three Yin Corpse Sect cultivators, its speed was terrifyingly fast, almost no one in the Qi Refining stage could surpass it!

  Ahhhhh!

  Three mournful cries, three monks fell in the distance, three corpse-refining masters lost their control and consciousness, also falling to the ground, this area then became quiet.

  "Cough, cough", the elder brother who had lost an arm smiled with a pleased expression and said to his younger brother: "Younger brother, quickly go pick up the three people's storage bags!"

  The timid junior brother nodded, got up to pick up the storage bag, and just as the junior brother turned around, the senior brother secretly put down a few more pills, and let out a heavy sigh.

  "It seems that Shidi shouldn't make a move at this critical moment!"

  Looking at his younger brother's obedient appearance, the older brother felt a lot more at ease. After his younger brother came over, he checked the storage bags of the three people and then took out several precious spiritual medicines to give to his younger brother. His younger brother gratefully accepted the spiritual medicines with a face full of guilt, as if feeling that he hadn't done anything and shouldn't have received such valuable items.

  Seeing this situation, Shixiong felt much more at ease and only packed up his things after a while, preparing to leave.

  At this time, a flash of golden light appeared from behind, and before he could react, a severe pain in his back made him fall to the ground, unconscious.

  At this time, the weak junior brother looked at his senior brother who still had a hint of consciousness and revealed a seemingly innocent smile: "Senior brother, I originally wanted to take advantage of your right arm, but it seems you already have some defenses. I think I'll just forget about it, your value has diminished, so go ahead and die in peace!"

  "Besides, Master didn't tell you, did he? This secret technique will leave you weakened for three days after use, and low-grade elixirs won't have any effect!"

  The youngest brother stretched out his hand and gently pinched his older brother's neck into pieces, then picked up all the storage bags.

  "The one who can laugh all the way to the end is the most capable!"

  The young man's innocent smile almost made people unaware of his cunning!

  At this moment, a white sword light flashed by, as if flying at the peak of time, was slapped to the ground by someone, from the peak to the abyss.

  "Really? I see you won't be laughing in the end!"

  Looking at the fallen black-robed monk, Wang Chen was inwardly amazed. There were indeed many people who could put on a show at this time, making it impossible to guard against them all. Even Wang Chen's sword intent had only sensed that he was not simple, but no one expected him to be so vicious.

  After picking up the things in the unmanned storage bag, Wang Chen suddenly became happy and was going to make a big fortune this time.

  But Wang Chen still destroyed the evidence and continued on his way!