Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 1272 - 1272 81 Poison_3

Chapter 1272: Chapter 81 Poison!_3 Chapter 1272: Chapter 81 Poison!_3 The man in the leather robe was filled with curiosity, only to see that the handle of the whip had already arrived shakily in front of him.

Since the opponent had let go of it, the whip seemed like a worthy treasure to grab for free!

He almost subconsciously grabbed it, intending to confiscate the opponent’s weapon.

But, at that moment, his face was filled with shock, and then his entire body stiffened.

Because… he discovered that this pitch-black whip, which clearly seemed like an inanimate object, actually had a pair of black eyes, the size of mung beans, that suddenly opened right in front of him, staring coldly at him.

Before a thought of ‘this is not good’ could even arise, he saw that the “whip” had already opened its mouth.

“Pfft!”

A cloud of grey mist sprayed directly onto his face.

In just an instant, before he even had time to think, his eyes could see nothing at all.

He didn’t even feel pain!

Subsequently, his spiritual power in the Dantian suddenly stopped, and his body just fell stiffly from the air, barely catching a breath halfway before it was cut off, feeling like he was melting?

Then he lost consciousness!

Before the man in the leather robe died, he had only one thought.

Was that a snake?

What kind of deadly snake could kill him in such a short amount of time?

His body fell straight down through the dense fog, without even a twitch.

Such a supreme master, who had reached the level of Nine Colors, was gone just like that!?

As shocking as his appearance was, his departure was equally subdued and quiet.

This unexpected change was unforeseen not only by those in the Abyss but also by the Cat Emperor on this side.

Everyone’s eyes widened, mouths agape.

The Wind Poison’s movements were too secretive.

Everyone had seen Feng Ying throw out the whip and had also seen the whip wrap around the opponent’s sword a couple of times.

Then the man just dropped down like he had gone insane, motionless, dead.

Afterward, it was just Feng Ying in the air gesturing, and the whip returned to her hand, casually wound up, and put away.

It disappeared without a trace!

Twelve snowy tails flickered slightly, Feng Ying looking quite pleased with herself.

The Fox Emperor couldn’t help but ask the Cat Emperor, “Sister-in-law, is that some secret lethal technique of the Cat Clan? Killing the opponent invisibly! Isn’t it a bit too eerie?”

The Cat Emperor scratched his head, “Don’t talk nonsense; the Cat Clan doesn’t have such eerie techniques. I thought that was a secret technique of your Fox Clan!”

To their mutual astonishment, the demons stared, the two parties involved pushing the responsibility onto each other, making the situation even more mysterious and unpredictable…

Then, from beneath the dense fog, a thunderous roar erupted followed by indescribable painful screams!

A wave of psychic energy, mixed with intense rage and pain, shot upwards, trembling in the air!

“What is that!? Damn it! What is that?! Ahhh…”

The agony, anger, despair, and even deep fear, were clearly and decidedly felt by all who heard it.

With a rumble, the dense fog seemed to lift.

A figure suddenly appeared, eyes fixedly staring at Feng Ying in the sky, psychic energy powerfully trembling, “What poison is that!? What poison?!”

Peng Wanli and others looked up, only to see this man also clad in a leather robe, looking quite distinguished.

But… his hands were fuming and oozing black fluid.

Then, his face began to show signs of decay, bit by bit an ulcer hole appeared.

Even more fatally… his head also started to decay, forming a hollow.

Many parts of his body were decaying, dripping black fluid continuously.

The pain he suffered was imaginable just by seeing.

It turned out this guy was unlucky, the first man who fell was a close personal acquaintance of his, and he had rushed forward almost without hesitation to catch him, holding him in his arms.

If he hadn’t, the demonic beasts would probably have torn and eaten the freely falling body.

Such a death would have been an enormous disgrace for beings of their standing.

Absolutely unacceptable.

Moreover, he harbored a hope that perhaps it was just a faint, still retaining a breath or half a breath?

Beings from the Abyss like them rarely had partners they could fully trust!

Of course, he wanted to rescue him immediately.

But as he almost touched the body, his hands just wrapped around… The body had mostly turned into pus, no longer retaining any human form.

He reacted quickly, retreating hastily, but his face, body, and head were still splattered with the oozing fluid.

Then… the places that got splattered started to itch terribly, and soon he saw pus forming on his hands.

The effect was incredibly fast, impossibly fast.

He hurriedly tried to counter it with his own demonic energy, but instead of diminishing, the pus on his hands increased, and his face also began to ooze.

Even the exceptionally pure Demonic Energy had no effect!

More fatally, he hadn’t felt much pain throughout the process, but his body was already nearly decayed!

He hadn’t come into contact with the poison directly; at most, he had only touched the splattered fluid from his poisoned companion.

How could this happen…

His heart filled with despair, sorrow, and anger.

Having struggled to be a lord in the Abyss his whole life, now, having just shown his face on the surface, before the battle had even started, he had lost his life!