Even Duan Weiran shook his head slightly. The gap between Li Yan and the other party was too big. He was sighing that Li Yan didn't know the heights of the world. Young people couldn't bear the slightest loss. How could they just talk about the dispute with spirit?
What's the use? It can only mean that there is a lack of experience, and such lessons are exchanged for one's life.
The only one who can stop the monk named Sun here is him, but Duan Weiran has no intention of taking action.
He has seen this kind of thing too many times, and he has no intention of eliminating the strong and supporting the weak. Of course, there may be one person here who can stop it, and that is the middle-aged Confucian scholar.
"This person is not good. I just talked nonsense with the opponent. If you plan to take action, you should be the first to attack and use your strongest strength. That may have a miraculous effect on the enemy. Just knowing that you are happy with your mouth will make your face bright.
It’s useless. There is no chance to escape at the next moment. Young master made a mistake this time. This person may have some extraordinary abilities, but his experience against the enemy is extremely poor."
The contempt in Bro's eyes also increased greatly, and he didn't know why his son said that this person was so powerful. He thought that this person had hidden his strength like himself before, but after being unable to break out of the spiritual power cage arranged by the enemy, it was obvious that he was at a higher level.
, the cultivation level is no match for an immortal technique that can be easily arranged by others.
Although Li Yan did not take a complete step, after half a step, one of the claws of monk surnamed Sun that was originally grabbing at his neck missed, while the other claw that was grabbing at the top of his head failed. Because the distance between the two bodies was staggered, one claw
Just as he was grabbing Li Yan's shoulder, as the saying goes, a slightest difference is a thousand miles, but the monk surnamed Sun was not able to twist off Li Yan's head.
But this was nothing to the monk surnamed Sun. In fact, he had already captured Li Yan. He let out a strange laugh of "嚯嚯嚯", and the five fingers that held Li Yan's grip were tightened and clasped inwards.
He quickly raised his palms again, and two evil-faced ghost sculptures appeared on his arms. They looked up to the sky and let out a long roar. Their faces were ugly and ferocious, and their eyes shone with an excited lust for people.
And at the same time that the two evil-faced ghost eagles emerged from the arms of the monk surnamed Sun, there was another loud cry, the sound shook the sky, and it instantly drowned out the roar of the evil-faced ghost eagles, and the power was even more powerful, but in the meantime
The tone was frightened.
Everyone felt that something was wrong with this sound, and then the figure of the monk surnamed Sun quickly retreated behind him amid the loud shouting.
All this happened so suddenly, from the attack by the monk surnamed Sun to his sudden retreat, not even a breath of time passed. For people with low cultivation level, it was just a blur in front of their eyes, and something happened.
After the monks reach the foundation-building stage, life and death are often a matter of lightning and flint. Moreover, Li Yan and the monk surnamed Sun are already very close to each other, and the attacks from both sides are even more rapid and unpredictable.
While everyone was still confused and stunned, the prison that originally trapped Li Yan collapsed instantly, and then Li Yan turned around expressionlessly. He said coldly Looking at the monk surnamed Sun who was retreating violently, his face was still as calm as water, with no hint of happiness or anger at all.
The monk surnamed Sun on the other side also stopped after shooting backwards for dozens of feet. At this moment, he was holding his right hand with his left hand, and his face was constantly twisting and deforming in bone-crushing pain.
But his right hand was no longer there at the moment. To be precise, the five fingers on his right hand had disappeared. What was chilling and strange was that there was still silver liquid melting and dripping out from the five severed fingers.
In less than half a breath, the palm of the monk surnamed Sun, which originally had half a finger, had melted to the root of the finger, and more silver liquid was dripping, causing his palm to shrink rapidly at an alarming rate.
Seeing such a scene, the monk surnamed Sun could no longer care about the pain. He quickly patted the storage bag with his left hand, and more than a dozen bottles and cans flew out. He desperately used his spiritual power to open the bottle caps, and then took out
He picked up a jade bottle and poured it towards the broken palm.
Li Yan in the distance did not pursue him. He just looked at everything coldly. The figure standing in the air looked like a pavilion or a mountain.
"Poison cultivator!" People can never speak as fast as they think. Two words came to everyone's mind immediately.
In just a short period of time, the monk surnamed Sun had poured over a dozen bottles and jars, but his palm had disappeared. Since there were more bones and flesh from his fingers to his arms, there was more and more silver liquid.
, the monk surnamed Sun only had a short time to pour the medicine, and his right hand was only from the wrist to the arm. However, he used all the antidotes he carried, but it had no effect at all.
You must know that his antidote is not an ordinary commodity. It is an extremely precious antidote. I dare not say that it can cure hundreds of poisons, but the poisons that ordinary foundation-building poison cultivators can use can basically be easily removed.
There was silence all around, as quiet as death. Only the sound of water slowly emerging from the lake and coming from the palace gate still broke the silence here. No one spoke, but the eyes looking at Li Yan began to become solemn.
The monk surnamed Sun was sweating profusely from the pain, and his black robe had already been lifted out of the water. He gritted his teeth, but he never let out a cry of pain. He saw that all the healing medicine he took out had no effect at all.
No, his face was shocked and angry, and then an inexplicable fear came to his mind. His face changed several times, as if he was making some kind of decision.
Suddenly, Li Yan, who had been motionless with an expressionless face, took a step towards the monk surnamed Sun, and a cold voice echoed in the sky, "You can't cure my poison, even if the golden elixir monk comes, you can't cure it!"
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Li Yan's words made other monks present feel that this person was blowing nonsense and that Li Yan was probably trying to scare the other party. However, they all also had extraordinary eyesight. Although they had been exposed to some poisonous cultivators to some extent, they
This was the first time they saw the viciousness and viciousness of the poison in front of them, so although they felt that Li Yan was bragging, they also agreed that the poison was powerful.
In fact, Li Yan didn't say that his poison was the Nascent Soul cultivator, and there might not be anything he could do about it, but he didn't dare to say such big words casually.
At the same time that Li Yan took a step forward, the monk surnamed Sun also made a decision. He raised his head sharply and stared at Li Yan fiercely. Then his feet glowed with light, and his body quickly retreated towards the distance again. At the same time, with his left hand,
He made a cut on the forearm of his right hand, and a small section of his arm, with a broken bone in a white coat, fell from the air toward the lake with silver light.
"Poison Cultivator, you are actually a Poison Cultivator, just wait for me, this matter is not settled yet, we will meet each other in the future!" An unwilling voice came from the air, this person was ruthless and determined, and he could not detoxify at first sight.
Just cut off a section of your arm from the elbow down, and then leave quickly.
Li Yan stopped and did not react at all to the words echoing in the air. Instead, he turned his head and glanced at the remaining eleven people standing above the center of the lake, then turned his gaze to the lake.
The two of them fought too quickly, and the result was beyond everyone's expectations. When the monk surnamed Sun left, many people had not yet reacted, and many people still didn't believe it. "Is this the end? That's a fake alchemy monk."
Ah, how can you be defeated so neatly in just one encounter?"
Until this moment, they looked at Li Yan with complicated eyes. "Poison cultivators" were a group of monks they were least willing to provoke. They might not be strong in combat, or might not have a great reputation, but they often just like to kill people invisibly.
, it can even be said that just by strolling in the courtyard, a powerful poisonous cultivator can even destroy a million troops with a raise of his hands.
Everyone here knows how to apply poison, but no one knows how Li Yan applied poison just now. Li Yan doesn't have any behavior that a poisoner should have, at least he can do it with ease, which poison cultivators in the foundation building stage cannot do.
The style, and the poisonous domineering at the end, made them terrified, melting the body of a fake alchemy monk, just like the scorching sun melting a pile of snow.
Although the body of the fake alchemy monk cannot be said to be very hard, it still has to be compared with someone, compared with ordinary people. No matter where you stand, no matter how much you chop it with a knife or an ax, it will not hurt even a hair.
Under the full attack of the Lingbao magic weapon, the spell had no effect on the fake alchemy monk. It was already as hard as fine iron, but under Li Yan's poison, it was as easy as melting a pile of snow. r> "You made me miss you with your little friendly trick, but you have to be careful. That person is the eldest disciple of the owner of 'Ghost Diao Villa'. His name is Sun Jiuhe, and people in the same camp also call him '
Ghost Eagle Black Lotus', he didn't use the strongest killer this time, but it doesn't mean that his strength is like this."
Li Yan didn't care about the strange looks directed at him from all around, especially the boy carrying a bamboo basket. He looked at Li Yan from head to toe several times with one unbelievable look. Li Yan felt
Seeing the other party's unscrupulous gaze, he frowned and was about to ask. Although he didn't want to offend the frightening scholar in blue, he also didn't want to be looked at like this.
At this moment, an old voice rang in his ear, someone was transmitting a message to him.
Li Yan looked around with his eyes. Although Duan Weiran on the other side did not look at him, he still lowered his head and looked at the lake, but Li Yan knew that it was this person who had sent the message.
"Ghost Eagle Black Lotus?" Li Yan thought for a moment and asked via voice transmission.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Duan, for reminding me. It's just a little trick. It can only be used for self-protection. I just succeeded by luck. Could it be that Sun Jiuhe's most powerful magic weapon or magic is related to that black lotus?"
Duan Weiran still didn't look at Li Yan, but the old voice sounded in Li Yan's mind again, "What a trick? Hahaha, I'm so humble. Duan has seen dozens of poisonous cultivators instead of hundreds in more than a hundred years."
Yes, but I have never seen the poisoning technique or the overbearingness of the poison. Is this the realm where the poisonous cultivator talks about "the shadow of the poison disappears and the poison emerges without a shadow".
As for the luck you mentioned, it is indeed a bit of a fluke. If the other party knows that you are a poisonous cultivator, it may not be so simple for you to defeat him. Sun Jiuhe's famous magic weapon is a black lotus, which was created by his master.
That is, it was refined by Liu Chongfeng, the owner of the 'Ghost Carving Villa'. This magic weapon contains a second-level peak evil-faced ghost carving as a tool spirit. It is a wind-attribute monster. You can understand what I say."
Li Yan listened to Duan Weiran's words at first. Although his face was still expressionless, he didn't agree with it in his heart. "The poisonous shadow fades and the poison emerges without a shadow." For other poisonous cultivators, this is very difficult to achieve through cultivation.
A state that may not be reached in a lifetime.
Li Yan himself has truly reached the point where poison and body have become one, and all kinds of poisons have been completely integrated into his essence, blood, flesh and blood, so his method of applying poison definitely does not require pinching or using clever and quick techniques.
By concealing the poisoning process, any kind of poison in the fragmented poison body can be released as long as the mind turns.
But when he heard the second half of Duan Wei's words, Li Yan was still shocked.
