One person: He secluded himself for eighty years and cured Tian Jinzhong.

Chapter 26 Flipping the Table? I'll Blow You to Death in One Breath

"kill!!"

At Wang Ai's command, the atmosphere in the private room became tense and murderous.

The thirty-six Wang family assassins were clearly specially trained.

They cooperated seamlessly, forming a battle formation, their magical artifacts intertwining into an impenetrable net of Qi.

With a suffocating sense of oppression, it rushed straight towards the group at the center of the round table.

If this were an ordinary expert, even one of the Ten Elders, being surrounded and attacked in such a confined space, they would be severely injured, if not killed.

"Bao'er, grab your weapons!"

Zhang Chulan let out a strange cry, his whole body bursting with golden light, and he subconsciously tried to protect Tian Jinzhong behind him.

Zhang Zhiwei sat there, his brows slightly furrowed.

Although he didn't take these assassins seriously.

But Wang Ai's "table-flipping" behavior really angered this genius.

"snort."

Just as Zhang Zhiwei was about to raise his hand, a golden light suddenly appeared in his palm.

A hand gently pressed on his shoulder.

"Senior brother, sit down."

Su Wuxian stood in front of Zhang Zhiwei, without turning around, but his voice was unusually calm:

"You're a Celestial Master, these scoundrels aren't worthy of your attention. They'll get your hands dirty, and you'll have to wash them when you get back."

"Leave it to my junior brother."

Before he could finish speaking...

Facing the overwhelming horde of assassins, Su Wuxian didn't adopt any defensive stance. Instead, he made an extremely strange movement.

He took a deep breath.

His chest bulged high, as if he wanted to suck all the air out of the private room.

The Six Treasures Immortal Thief - Five Poison Barriers!

"call--"

Su Wuxian suddenly opened his mouth and spat it out!

There was no strong wind or earth-shattering explosion.

A visible, eerie purplish-black "qi" shot out from Su Wuxian's mouth like a thick fog, instantly filling the entire private room!

The smell carried a cloyingly sweet, fishy odor.

This is the "Absolute Poison Qi" that Su Wuxian cultivated in seclusion for eighty years, using the Six Treasures of Immortal Thieves to devour countless poisonous creatures and miasma from the mountains, fermenting and refining them within his body!

"What...what is this?!"

The Wang family assassins at the forefront turned ashen-faced the moment they came into contact with the purple mist.

"Cough cough! Cough cough cough!"

A violent coughing fit erupted.

Then came a teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound.

Their protective aura was instantly corroded away by this poisonous fog, like thin paper encountering strong acid!

"Splash! Splash! Splash!"

It's like a domino effect.

The thirty-six assassins who were just moments ago exuding murderous intent.

Within three seconds, they all choked themselves, foamed at the mouth, rolled their eyes, and collapsed to the ground, their bodies still twitching unnaturally.

Total annihilation.

Just one breath.

"this......"

Lu Ci, who was sitting in the back, suddenly stood up, and for the first time, a deep fear was revealed in his mad dog-like eyes.

"What kind of technique is this? The Tang Clan's Pill Devouring Technique? No... it's even more potent than Pill Devouring! This is a deadly poison that directly targets 'Qi'!"

Chen Jinkui was so frightened that he immediately shrank under the table, afraid of inhaling a mouthful.

Wang Ai was completely dumbfounded.

His prized elite group of assassins was wiped out without even touching the hem of the other's clothes.

The purple mist in the private room gradually dissipated.

Su Wuxian took a deep breath, emphasizing recycling and environmental protection.

Su Wuxian stood amidst the pile of people lying on the ground, straightening his slightly disheveled suit collar.

Looking at the stunned Wang Ai, a mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"Little Wang."

"You went through all that trouble to find these thirty-six clowns, just for..."

"Want to watch me perform ventriloquism?"

Dead silence.

Absolute silence.

"What the hell is this ventriloquism...?"

Only the sound of Zhang Chulan swallowing echoed in the air.

His hand holding the phone was shaking, and the chat in the live stream was already exploding with comments.

[Holy crap! Is this the old immortal?! He blew thirty-six people to death in one breath?!]

What kind of charm is this? I want to buy it too!

The Wang family has really messed up this time!

Yes, Zhang Chulan had already started a live stream on the platform when he first joined.

Now you can watch the live broadcast on all platforms.

"You...you..."

Wang Ai pointed at Su Wuxian, her fingers trembling uncontrollably, "How dare you commit such a heinous act in front of everyone! Aren't you afraid of the company...?"

"Murder?"

Su Wuxian spread his hands innocently: "I was acting in self-defense. What? You're allowed to kill, but I'm not allowed to fart?"

"Pfft."

Feng Baobao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Wang Ai trembled with rage, turned to look at Lü Ci and Chen Jinkui, and roared:

"Old Lu! Old Chen! What are you two still standing there for?! This kid is ruthless and has mastered this evil magic! If we let him walk out of that door, will any of us Ten Elders have a chance to survive???"

"Let's attack together! Kill him!!"

Lu Ci's eyes flickered, and the Qi in his hands pulsed erratically.

He hesitated.

Su Wuxian's displayed strength was too bizarre, especially with Zhang Zhiwei sitting next to him who hadn't even made a move yet...

"boom--!!"

The already damaged door to the private room was violently kicked open from the outside!

Immediately afterwards, a series of rapid footsteps surged in like a tide.

"Let's see who dares to touch Senior Su!!"

A loud shout, like a thunderclap, rang out.

Feng Zhenghao took the lead, along with Feng Xingtong, Feng Shayan, and hundreds of elite members of the Tianxia Society dressed in black suits, rushing into the top floor of Zuixianlou like a black torrent!

"Why didn't you invite me to the Ten Elders' dinner party? Aren't I one of the Ten Elders?" Feng Zhenghao stood in the middle of the crowd.

The people behind him all had grim expressions, and the Qi in their hands flickered, instantly surrounding the Wang family members!

"Feng... Feng Zhenghao??"

Wang Ai stared at Cheng Yaojin, who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, her eyes practically bulging out of their sockets: "Are you crazy? You dare to lead people to surround the Ten Elders' dinner party?! Are you trying to rebel?"

In his eyes, Feng Zhenghao had always been an obedient dog, so why did he suddenly dare to bite his master today?

Feng Zhenghao pushed up his glasses, a cold glint flashing across the lenses.

He ignored Wang Ai and walked straight to Su Wuxian. In front of everyone, he knelt on one knee and shouted loudly:

"This junior, Feng Zhenghao, is late in coming to your rescue! Please forgive me, Senior Su!"

"All members of the World Alliance! Obey Senior Su's orders! Anyone who dares to disrespect Senior Su will be killed without mercy!!"

"Kill!!" Hundreds of people roared in unison, their voices shaking the rooftops.

Su Wuxian nodded in satisfaction as he watched this scene.

"Get up, Xiao Feng, you've come just in time."

Su Wuxian turned around, looked at the completely dumbfounded Wang Ai, and smiled playfully:

"Xiao Wang, didn't you just say that numbers can bully numbers?"

"Now......"

Su Wuxian pointed to the densely packed members of the World Society around him:

"Outnumbered? You don't seem to be able to compete."

Wang Ai's face was deathly pale, but he still stubbornly held onto his last trump card, shouting sharply:

"Feng Zhenghao! Your Feng family's ability to control spirits is now under my control! You dare to fight me? Believe me, I'll have Wang Bing destroy the spirit within your son right now!"

"Wang Bing! Get out here! Let Chairman Feng see who the real master is!"

With Wang Ai's shouts.

A young man with an arrogant face and sinister eyes walked out from the back room. He was Wang Ai's beloved grandson, Wang Bing.

Wang Bing held a black spirit in his hand, looking at Feng Xingtong with a sinister grin:

"Heh heh, Feng Xingtong, if you don't want your soul to be scattered, kneel down and kowtow!"

however.

Faced with this threat that she used to fear the most, Feng Xingtong showed no fear on her face.

He glanced at Su Wuxian and received an encouraging look.

Feng Xingtong took a deep breath, took a step forward, and the Qi on his body instantly turned into a strange pitch black!

That's... the aura of the complete Spirit Binding Technique!

"Wang Bing".

Feng Xingtong raised her hand and made a grabbing motion towards Wang Bing from a distance, her eyes cold and sharp:

"I used to give in to you."

"Today, I'll show you who truly is the master of summoning and commanding spirits!"

"Consume the spirit! Swallow!!"

boom!

A terrifying suction force erupted!

Wang Bing hadn't reacted yet.

To his horror, he discovered that the spirit he was holding in his hand, and even the spirits he was nurturing within his own body, were uncontrollably escaping and flying towards Feng Xingtong with screams!

"No! My spirit! Grandpa, save me!!"

Wang Bing's mournful screams echoed throughout the entire Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

Wang Ai slumped into a chair, her face ashen.

It’s over.

It's completely over.