At that moment, Jin Bingyun's sword was pinned by Golden Wheel Monk's weapon. A cold smile flashed across Xiaoxiangzi's gaunt face as he swung his Wailing Staff toward her shoulder.
Jin Bingyun bent at the waist, her body supple as a willow branch. She somehow created a sliver of possibility from the impossible and narrowly avoided his certain strike.
Her posture was graceful, her body bonelessly soft. Even Golden Wheel Monk, despite being a monk, found his eyes lighting up. Of all the women he had seen over the years, perhaps only Xiaolongnü could compare to her in both martial arts and elegance.
Jin Bingyun had just breathed a sigh of relief when a cloud of black smoke suddenly sprayed toward her face. She hastily turned aside, but still inhaled some of it. At once, dizziness washed over her.
"Despicable!" Jin Bingyun knew how dangerous the poison was and hurriedly circulated her inner strength to force it out. Yet the moment she did, her entire body went weak.
It turned out that Xiaoxiangzi had once trained in the wilderness of Hunan. There, he had seen a toad hiding behind a broken coffin, spitting poisonous sand that felled a huge python. Inspired, he captured toads, extracted their venom, and refined it into poisonous sand, which he concealed inside his Wailing Staff.
A mechanism was fitted into the end of the staff. With a press of his finger, the poisonous sand would shoot out.
Since creating this hidden weapon, he had only used it a few times. The last time had been when he joined forces with Golden Wheel Monk against Guo Jing. Unfortunately, Guo Jing's martial arts had been formidable, and he had drunk the blood of medicinal snakes in his youth, giving him some resistance to poison. The weapon had