Shen Lang looked at the dumbfounded expression of the Poison Hand Medicine King and felt a little funny: "Poison Hand Medicine King, why don't you take it?" "You...is that a whole bottle of Qi Replenishing Pill?" The Poison Hand Medicine King looked at it.
The jade bottle in Shen Lang's hand looked extremely ugly.
"right.
" Shen Lang smiled. He didn't mean to show off. If the Poisonous Hand Medicine King took the Qi-Building Pill, he would also take it. If this guy didn't take it, he could save a Qi-Building Pill.
The Poison Hand Medicine King had a look of resentment on his face, and he accepted his fate.
He could also guess something in his mind. This kid was just a martial arts cultivator in the early stages of his career, but he was actually so strong. He could even take out a whole bottle of Qi Replenishing Pills... The Poisonous Hand Medicine King had been around for so many years, and he had no influence on martial arts sects and martial arts cultivators.
The family still understands that even the strongest martial arts sect in the Kunlun Mountains cannot produce a whole bottle of Qi Replenishing Pills.
He guessed that Shen Lang might have come from a martial arts holy land in the outside world, and might have come to the secular world for training. Otherwise, how could he be so powerful in the early stages of the Wenjing Realm?
This kind of person is the kind of person that the Poison Hand Medicine King cannot afford to offend.
"Whether you go back with me or wait here for Miss Feng, you will always be dead.
"Shen Lang said calmly.
"Okay, I, the Poison Hand Medicine King, have been around for half my life. I don't want to meet you today, so I will admit defeat today!" The Poison Hand Medicine King's face turned gloomy to the extreme. He raised his palm and slapped his forehead hard.
"Bah!" Poisonous Hand Medicine King bleeds from his mouth and nose, falls to the ground, and dies instantly.
Unexpectedly, the Poison Hand Medicine King actually committed suicide! Shen Lang frowned, Xiang Poison Hand Medicine King has lived for such a long time as a martial artist and has seen many storms and waves. Shen Lang has the courage to commit suicide. In addition, this in itself
It's a dead end.
Tianji Gate.
After Feng Luan got rid of those entangled carapace Gu, she chased Shen Lang along the road.
Although Shen Lang has good skills, the Poison Hand Medicine King has a higher level of cultivation than Shen Lang and is cunning, so Feng Luan is worried that Shen Lang will be in danger.
Glancing at the corpse of the Poison Hand Medicine King, Shen Lang immediately leaned down and plundered some elixirs, some strange materials, and a dozen spiritual stones from his clothes, which was considered a small harvest.
As for those Fierce Tooth Gu, they rely on the poisonous hand medicine king's essence and blood to survive.
As soon as the Poisonous Hand Medicine King died, the Fierce Tooth Gu in his body quickly died as well, gradually turning into a puddle of greenish-green water that was extremely poisonous.
"Hiss!" Several streaks of white smoke rose up, and the turquoise liquid immediately adhered to the poisonous hand medicine king's body, dissolving his body in an instant.
In just ten seconds, the poisonous hand medicine king's body instantly turned into a pool of black blood, with even the bones and limbs disappearing. It was a terrible sight.
This is enough to show that the toxicity of the Fierce Tooth Gu is extremely strong! Thanks to the black energy protection in his body, otherwise Shen Lang would probably not be able to escape the erosion of the Fierce Tooth Gu.
Shen Lang stepped forward and picked up the black Qi-Building Pill dropped by the Poison Hand Medicine King.
The Qi-Building Pill was extremely difficult to refine, and the more Shen Lang used it, the less he used it. Although the Qi-Building Pill from Poisonous Hand Medicine King was not authentic, it still had a great effect.
Thinking that he would have to deal with Wang Tiangu's men later, Shen Lang swallowed the Qi-Building Pill, and his Qi instantly recovered by about 40 to 50%.
Not long after, Feng Luan finally caught up.
"Shen Lang, where is the Poison Hand Medicine King?" Feng Luan slowly landed on the ground, her dress fluttering.
Shen Lang pointed to the pool of blood on the ground and said, "He is already dead.
"You killed him?" Feng Luan's pretty face showed a hint of shock and disbelief.
Shen Lang shook his head and then explained the situation to Feng Luan.
Feng Luan was a little surprised to be able to drive the Poison Hand Medicine King to death.
She knew very well that a scheming guy like Poison Hand Medicine King would definitely have a trump card, but she didn't expect that she would fall into Shen Lang's hands.
Shen Lang's strength surprised her a little, and Feng Luan could conclude that Shen Lang was definitely not practicing in the secular world, or that he had some extremely powerful master.
"Although I didn't let you kill him, but... thank you very much!" Feng Luan hugged Shen Lang, her pretty face slightly unnatural, relying on Shen Lang again and again, Feng Luan also felt ashamed.
"fine.
"Shen Lang said casually.
Feng Luan felt a little pity that the poisonous hand medicine king did not die in her own hands, but he was already dead and the great revenge had been avenged, so she was too lazy to dwell on it.
Shen Lang and Feng Luan returned to Tianjimen again.
The fight was the fiercest near the Tianjimen martial arts training ground. Wang Tiangu didn't know that the poisonous hand medicine king had died, but he was still directing his men to capture Tianjimen.
Without Poison Hand Medicine King, who is in the middle stage of the realm, Wang Tiangu's martial arts has no advantage. Although the three elders of Tianjimen are disabled, they are still in the middle stage of the realm.
Wang Tiangu's face was very ugly, and he felt that he had been tricked by the Poison Hand Medicine King.
The Poison Hand Medicine King clearly told him before that his enemy was poisoned and his strength was greatly reduced and it was easy to control him.
As a result, the poisonous hand medicine king was scared away as soon as Feng Luan appeared... Wasn't this a fucking trick on him? Wang Tiangu felt so depressed that he wished he could stab the poisonous hand medicine king to death.
The situation turned around. The three disabled elders took out some kind of elixir from their arms and poured it into their mouths. Their true energy recovered a little, and they fought harder and harder, gradually gaining the upper hand.
Wang Tiangu's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he was considering whether to withdraw.
Just at this moment, Shen Lang and Feng Luan returned to Tianjimen.
Wang Tiangu is Shen Lang's biggest enemy, and Shen Lang will naturally not let him go.
Arriving at the martial arts training ground in the center of Tianjimen, Shen Lang locked his eyes on Wang Tiangu outside the battle group, his eyes were cold, he raised the blood-drinking knife and rushed towards Wang Tiangu.
When Wang Tiangu saw Shen Lang rushing toward him, he couldn't help being startled and shouted: "Stop him!" Several martial arts cultivators in the early and late stages stopped in front of Wang Tiangu.
"Get away!" Shen Lang shouted, holding the knife in both hands, and slashed down hard with a knife to chop Huashan.
"Boom!" The sword energy penetrated the bodies of the first few martial arts cultivators, blood spurted out, and their bodies were torn apart.
Shen Lang knocked down the five martial arts cultivators who blocked him with one stroke of his sword energy.
Wang Tiangu's scalp was numb. Shen Lang's strength was indeed different from what it used to be. No wonder he could kill the Thunder Dragon in Thunder Fortress before.
Seeing Feng Luan rushing towards him, Wang Tiangu had no time to think about it and shouted loudly: "Everyone, come back and stop these two people!" Hearing this loud shout, all the people in black around him shouted.
The martial arts cultivators rushed forward and blocked Shen Lang and Feng Luan desperately.
"Quickly, take me away!" Seeing a large number of martial arts cultivators blocking Shen Lang and Feng Luan, Wang Tiangu hurriedly shouted to a bodyguard next to him who was in the early stages of his career.
The bodyguard immediately picked up Wang Tiangu and quickly left the battlefield.
"I want to run away!" Shen Lang narrowed his eyes, raised his knife and chased after him.
Nearly a hundred martial arts practitioners in black blocked Shen Lang's path and attacked him frantically.
Shen Lang waved the blood-drinking knife in his hand and used the Seven Killing Knife style. Blood was sprayed out, and each martial artist in black fell into a pool of blood.
Feng Luan also held a soft sword, and the sword energy spurted out from the tip of the sword. The black-clothed martial artists who blocked the road were all killed on the spot.