After hearing this, Gongsun Dahuang immediately looked into the sky.
Everyone around them also looked up.
However, he saw a figure suddenly rush over in mid-air, rushing directly towards the fake Doctor Lin.
"careful!"
Xi Ziyi realized something and shouted repeatedly.
The fake Doctor Lin was shocked and turned around suddenly.
But it was too late.
But he saw a slap hitting his chest hard.
Bang!
The fake Dr. Lin was knocked to the ground by a slap and was in a state of disarray.
When he got up, he found a green poisonous palm mark on his chest.
"ah?"
People change their minds.
The figure in the air fell down and stood next to Gongsun Dahuang.
It was a man with a pale face and dark lips.
The man has prominent cheekbones and a thin appearance. He looks weak, but his demeanor is a bit sinister. His long black clothes give people a very gloomy look.
Countless pairs of eyes looked at it.
"Xiao Kaifeng!!"
"Poison Emperor! Xiao Kaifeng!"
"Oh my god, it's the eighth genius! Poison Emperor Xiao Kaifeng!"
"He's finally here!"
"This time the Ancient Sect has even invited him. They are bound to get the treasure this time. Who dares to go against them?"
There were constant exclamations, and people's eyes were shining.
The people from the Spirit Sword Sect looked solemnly, holding their swords tightly and staring at the Poison Emperor Xiao Kaifeng.
The fake Dr. Lin here was completely confused and panicked.
"What...what is this? What is this?" He pulled open his shirt and yelled hastily.
"Poison Palm! Can't Doctor Lin recognize it?" Xiao Kaifeng said lightly.
"Poison...poison palm?" The fake Divine Doctor Lin was so frightened that he almost lost his mind. He quickly took out the silver needle from his waist and stabbed himself in the chest.
But several injections in succession had no effect.
Not only was my chest itching unbearably, but the skin was gradually cracking, a large amount of flesh was peeling off, and blood was dripping from it. It was very miserable.
When Gongsun Dahuang saw this, he vaguely understood something and looked astonished.
"It's so painful! I feel so uncomfortable! Quick! Help me detoxify quickly! Help me detoxify quickly!"
The fake Doctor Lin scratched his chest crazily and screamed at Xi Ziyi.
Xi Ziyi's face was equally ugly. He stared at the fake Divine Doctor Lin and gritted his teeth and said: "Poison Emperor Xiao Kaifeng's poison...I...I can't cure it!!"
"Then you want to watch me die?" the fake Dr. Lin screamed.
"You...you are Divine Doctor Lin, what are you afraid of with this poison? It's okay! Someone, help Divine Doctor Lin down to detoxify him!" Xi Ziyi shouted hurriedly.
Immediately, two people from the Spirit Sword Sect came forward to drag down the fake Divine Doctor Lin.
The play can no longer go on.
Many people realized something was wrong.
But as soon as the two of them approached the fake Dr. Lin, the man pushed them away like a madman, rushed to Xiao Kaifeng, knelt down on his knees, and kowtowed crazily: "Xiao Tianjiao! Help me!
