They had just seen that the God of Killing was only a few centimeters away from Ye Fan and was about to succeed.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the situation reversed and the God of Killing was knocked down.
You should know that the deterrent power of the Killing God in the international market is second only to the second in the dark list, and even more powerful!
He once fought against hundreds of martial arts masters with one battle, causing bloody storms around the world.
But he actually lost to a young man in his twenties?
Is this so nonsense?
At this time, the God of Killing struggled twice and stood up. He covered his chest, looked at Ye Fan with a reluctance, and cursed: "Damn it! I almost stabbed you a little bit just now, I don't accept it!"
Ye Fan glanced at him and said carelessly: "Isn't it just piercing me? Then I'll do it as you wish!"
After saying that, Ye Fan picked up the silver needle stained with venom on the ground, and then stabbed it into the tip of his finger.
Suddenly, blood overflowed from the fingertips and dripped onto the silver needle.
Seeing this scene, everyone's pupils shrank!
"Damn it! Is this kid crazy?"
"This is such a serious poison, you can't even touch it. This guy actually stabs it in his hand?"
"Is this kid trying to commit suicide?"
"I'll go! Is he a skilled and brave, or does he ignore the existence of a hundred poisons and slaughtering his heart? He is too arrogant!"
Everyone was full of shock.
Forehead?
At this time, the God of Killing was stunned. He was still worried about not being able to stab Ye Fan just now. Who knew that Ye Fan took the initiative to stain the silver needle with his finger?
Is this kid looking down on my poison?
The God of Killing was quite angry and even a little frustrated.
He knew very well how powerful the toxin was. Even if he used the poison himself, it would never be like Ye Fan, who would prick the tip of his finger without hesitation.
However, the God of Killing is angry, but Ye Fan was hit by a hundred poisons and cut off his heart. Even if he has the strength to defy the heavens,
There is only one dead end.
After all, the killing god's sacrificial poison is a very poison that specializes in restraining the masters.
It is extremely toxic and can be fatal immediately if it is contaminated with a little bit.
"My surname is Ye, I didn't expect you to be so stupid and actually stab yourself with a poisonous needle?"
"Haha! I want to see how long can you last such a severe toxin!"
The God of Kill endured the pain and looked at Ye Fan sneered.
Ye Fan's mouth curled up a curve, and then he asked with interest: "Kill God, how long can ordinary people last for this toxin?"
The God of Killing smiled coldly. When he mentioned the hundred poisons and cut off his heart, he became full of confidence. He looked at Ye Fan proudly and said proudly: "Average people, as long as they are exposed to poison, they will be within ten seconds,
You will definitely die! And a master like you has a stronger physique than an ordinary person, but at most it can last for about a minute! If you don’t detoxify the toxins within one minute, you will inevitably bleed in seven orifices and die suddenly on the spot!”
"Is it one minute?"
Hearing this, Ye Fan raised his lips and joked, and then he deliberately asked: "Is there anyone more than a minute?"
"No!"
"Unless that man is God!"
The God of Killing said word by word, looking very proud. Among the warriors he knew, no one had ever surpassed his poisonous needle.
These hundred poisons are his skill of becoming famous and he has always been invincible.
The God of Killing felt that even the master of the secret list would probably not be able to compete with his poisonous needle.
Hearing the words of the God of Killing, Ye Fan's sneer became even stronger, "Is that so? Then you may have seen what God is today!"
"Boy, don't play with your mouth here! You will definitely not last for a minute!" Luo Yongsheng, who was standing beside him, looked sarcastic. He didn't believe that Ye Fan could last for a minute: