He slammed the handrail of the high platform, and the ground of the entire hall suddenly cracked, and countless dark green poison ivies drilled out of the cracks, like flexible poisonous snakes, entangled towards the three of them.

The ink dust long sword was unsheathed, and the sword energy crisscrossed, cutting off the approaching poison ivy one by one: “Be careful, these are ‘rotten heart vines’, and the fine hairs on the vines will penetrate the skin and corrode the heart veins!”

Hu Mazi sacrificed a large golden net, and the mesh flashed with rune light, blocking the poison ivy outside: “Chen Ping, this old thing is at the peak of the seventh rank of the earth wonderland, be careful of his natal poison skill!”

Chen Ping ignored the poison ivy around him, his eyes were fixed on Wan Duzi: “Your opponent is me.”

He bullied himself again, and this time, the sword move was no longer a fierce slash, but integrated into the treacherous body technique that Jianzuka comprehended.

The dragon-slaying sword seemed to come alive in his hands, sometimes turning into a golden snake dancing, sometimes turning into a black dragon probing its claws, and each sword pointed directly at the flaw of Ten Thousand Poisons.

Wan Duzi obviously didn’t expect Chen Ping’s swordsmanship to be so weird, and he retreated again and again, and the green robe on his body was cut several times by the sword energy, revealing the bark-like skin below.