Before the Voodoo Sect could react, the poison bottle that Zhou Wen threw out also came to them.

The flying knife hit the poison bottle directly.

"Bang!"

The poison bottle shattered and the venom inside also sprinkled on the ground.

Thick smoke came out of the venom.

"Cover your mouth and nose quickly!" Senior Brother Liu shouted hurriedly.

Although the people from the Voodoo Sect refine poisons, they have not yet reached the point where they are invincible for all poisons.

These thick smokes are also highly toxic!

Several people quickly covered their mouths and noses.

However, they forgot one thing, Zhou Wen had already pierced the Wan Poisonous Scorpion through.

Zhou Wen shook his hand and threw the body of Wan Poison Scorpion to the ground with a little disgust.

"How could you not be afraid of our poison?" Senior Brother Liu said in surprise.

"Can your poison be called poison?" Zhou Wen said disdainfully.

Basal immunity, immune toxins.

These poisons are just within their immunity range.

Xuan Yunzi looked even more surprised.

The people on the other side are all magicians, and the scorpions are even more terrifying.

They were covered in poison, and they didn't dare to touch each other on weekdays, so Zhou Wen slaughtered it with one knife.

“Go together!”

Seeing that the poisonous smoke had dispersed, Senior Brother Liu said sternly.

Immediately, several people took action at the same time.

They slapped each other.

"Ice Silkworm Poison Palm!"

The white air rolled on everyone's palms, condensed into the shape of a palm.

In an instant, several white-air palms rushed towards Zhou Wen.

"The Ice Silkworm Poison Palm was refined by them using the Ice Silkworm Poison on the Snow Mountain. It is powerful and warriors dare not touch it!" Xuan Yunzi said worriedly.

However, Zhou Wen rushed up directly without dodging.

He put his arm away and then punched him out.

The punch made the air vibrate.

"boom!"

A loud bang sounded in the air.

A huge wave came from his fist.

"Bang bang bang!"

Before these ice silkworm poisonous palms touched Zhou Wen's body, they were destroyed by the force of fists.

"Half-step qi! Run!" Senior Brother Liu shouted hurriedly.

This kind of strength is not an ordinary internal martial artist at all.

All the people in the Voodoo Sect were stunned.

Half-step Gangqi is rare in the world, how could it be a young man?

With such a young half-step Gangqi, could it be a person from a big force?

"It's too late!"

As soon as the few people turned around, a sound rang out in their ears.

Everyone felt cold on their backs and a black air suddenly appeared on their bodies.

"Five poisons protect the body!"

Rolling wolf smoke came out, covering everyone's bodies.

One hand suddenly passed through the black smoke and grabbed Senior Brother Liu's shoulder.

"Bang!"

Senior Brother Liu's body immediately hit the ground.

Zhou Wen shook his hand and shot out the Superman wire mesh in his hand, turning into a big net, covering the entire door.

"Let's have a good chat."

Zhou Wen said lightly.

These disciples of the Voodoo Sect stopped and turned their bodies stiffly.

"Brother, if you have something to say, we are just disciples of the Voodoo Sect. If you kill us, our sect leader, the Dog Witch King, will not let you go!"

"The strength of the poisonous Witch King is already compatible with the gods. Once you take action, you are definitely not an opponent. Don't cause trouble!"

"Today's matter is abolished, let's leave immediately!"

Several Voodoo disciples begged.

They usually encounter warriors, but they never encounter Zhou Wen like this.

The poison did not work, and they lost half of their means.

Close battle, their warlock root

I was not a match for the warrior.

Xuan Yunzi also showed a look of hesitation on his face and said, "You might as well let them go. The Poison Witch King has always protected his shortcomings. If he knew that his disciple was killed by you, he would definitely come to kill you!"

"I understand." Zhou Wen smiled.

"Just understand." Xuan Yunzi nodded.

In the southwest, several major forces maintain a delicate balance.

Jiuling Temple is backed by the Heavenly Master Dao, and the disciples of the Voodoo Sect will not rush to him.

If Zhou Wen killed someone, he would break this balance.

"Tell me, have you all killed anyone?" Zhou Wen asked.

Senior Brother Liu on the ground burst into laughter.

He seemed to be sure that Zhou Wen did not dare to kill them, but instead became arrogant.

"We Voodoo disciples, we need to use living people to refine poison when we get started. Have you said we have killed people?" Senior Brother Liu said wildly.

He then got up from the ground and said, "Brother, this area is up to our Voodoo Sect. You'd better restrain yourself."

"What then?" Zhou Wen asked.

"Or we will report to the Poison Witch King and let him take action himself." Senior Brother Liu's tone was a hint of threat.

"So, you have all killed people." Zhou Wen had a smile on his lips.

"So what if you kill? Just ordinary people, it is their greatest honor to achieve us!" Senior Brother Liu said with a proud look on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, a flying knife broke through the air and passed through his neck.

Blood splattered out of his neck, jumping three feet high.

"Bang!"

Senior Brother Liu's body fell directly to the ground.

"Get thirty good points."

A voice sounded in my ears.

With thirty points of good fortune, Senior Brother Liu has done a lot of bad things.

"You actually killed Senior Brother Liu!"

The other Voodoo disciples said in horror.

They had no idea that Zhou Wen actually took action.

"Don't worry, you guys are the same."

As Zhou Wen's voice sounded, several flying knives flew out of his hand and pierced through several people's necks.

"Bang bang bang!"

All of these disciples of the Voodoo Sect fell to the ground, and they could not die any more.
To be continued...