After Ning Jia finished speaking, he showed a sneer, while Wang Tong and Huo Qing were stunned. Including the Jingyue Hall disciples sitting on the ground in the hall, all of them had blank faces, as if they didn't know.
In the end what happened.
Lin Zichen immediately turned back to Huo Qing and said, "Huo Qing, seal the meridians to block the poison."
"Yes, Master." After saying that, Huo Qing meditated directly on the spot and sealed his meridians to prevent the poisonous ground from further invading.
Scorpion Tail Needle leaned into Ning Jia's arms with a proud look on his face and said, "Brother Jia is so handsome. Your poisoning skills are getting stronger and stronger."
Ning Jia shrugged and said with a smile: "What does this mean? Hehe, Mr. Lin, you have no choice now."
Lin Zichen didn't seem to care about the poisoning at all, his face was still as cold as ice, and said: "So...you and the people from the Jinghuo Sect have joined forces?"
"Haha, you can understand it this way, but in my eyes, these Ying country bastards are just my dogs. I am just using them to force you out. Otherwise...how can I poison you to avenge the last time?" Ning Jia chuckled.
He said, and immediately glanced at Nakayama Shinji, his eyes almost as pale as water.
Zhongshan Shen'er's heart fluctuated for a while, and then he began to ridicule endlessly. He thought that Zhongshan, who was entrusted by the president, came to China. I thought I would be satisfied and get praise from the president. Haha, who knew that I would end up in this situation.
The power of the three cities of the Jinghuo Clan was destroyed, and so many warriors were ruined in vain, including the strong Ninja Team Matsumoto Axe. What on earth did I do when I came to China this time...
"Mr. Poison King, you mean...even I...have been poisoned?" Nakayama Shinji said almost desperately.
Ning Jia nodded slightly: "That's right, except for me and the Scorpion Tail Needle, everyone here has been poisoned, and so have you."
Zhongshan Shen Er smiled bitterly and nodded: "Okay... Haha, I understand, Chinese people, you are cruel enough."
Lin Zichen glanced at Zhongshan Shen Er with contempt and said, "Where is the headquarters of Jinghuo Sect?"
"Haha, you are asking me? Mr. Lin, do you think I will tell you?" Zhongshan Shen'er said with a smile.
Lin Zichen frowned slightly: "If you tell me, I can let you live."
Hearing this, Nakayama Shinji slowly shook his head: "Haha, are you looking down on the Ying people? We Ying people are not afraid of death, we just... betrayed the president's trust!"
After saying that, Nakayama Shinji stood up suddenly, turned towards the wall on one side, and with a thud, he fell to the ground with a bloody head, obviously dead.
Everyone was stunned, especially the few Chinese medicine doctors from Jinghuo Sect who were still alive. They were all frightened. Now that Nakayama Shinji and Matsumoto Axe are dead, no matter what happens in the future, they probably won't survive.
One by one, they knelt on the ground and said repeatedly: "Boss, please give me a way to live. I don't want to die..."
The person they were kneeling on must not be Lin Zichen, but the Poison King Ningjia. After all, they were all poisoned by Ningjia now, and they had to beg him if they wanted to survive.
Ning Jia turned a blind eye and looked directly at Lin Zichen without even looking at them.
For Ning Jia and Lin Zichen, they are actually the same. Ning Jia doesn't care about the life and death of the people in the Jinghuo Sect, and neither does Lin Zichen. He just wants to find the headquarters of the Jinghuo Sect. If Zhongshan Shen Er doesn't say anything, even if he
If he doesn't commit suicide, he will definitely be killed by Lin Zichen.
"Master Lin, how long do you think you can live?" Ning Jia said.
"Huh?" Lin Zichen glanced at Ning Jia with a faint gaze.
"Haha, I took the Qi Ri Powder. If you don't take the antidote within seven days, I'm afraid you will all die. Of course, each of you will not be easy in these seven days. You will have to endure the pain of your internal organs being eroded by the poison bit by bit until you die.
Only then will you be liberated.”
As he spoke, Ning Jia showed an evil smile and looked at the other people in the hall. He was like a ruler, with life and death in his hands.
Hearing this, Lin Zichen nodded: "Is this so? Haha, what should I do?"
"Haha, you are overthinking. How could I, Ning Jia, give my enemy a chance to live? It's useless no matter what you do, you must die. This is the fate of offending the Poison King!" Ning Jia smiled and sat firmly.
Sitting on the chair, it seemed that facing the dead people here would not cause any fluctuation in his heart at all.
Lin Zichen nodded slowly: "I understand, that is to say... you are not going to give me the antidote?"
"That's right, what can you do? The biggest additional function of the Seven-Day Powder is to restrict the warrior's movement of Qi. Do you still want to hit me?" After saying that, Ning Jia laughed, hugged the Scorpion Tail Needle, and directly
Sitting on his lap.
Lin Zichen shrugged and chuckled. Suddenly, he suddenly shook up, and a gray breath suddenly came out from behind him. Others would not think anything of it, but Ning Jia was stunned. The breath clearly came from the Seven-Day Powder he used!
What? How is this possible? Seven Days Sanhui entered the body as quickly as possible, and the warrior can no longer control the true energy, but he can actually use the true energy to force the poison out now?
Thinking of this, Ning Jia's expression changed a bit. He has been dealing with poison for decades and has never seen such an opponent. Did I really underestimate him...
"Ning Jia, now that there is no poison in my body, according to your wishes... I can hit you?"
"you……"
Ning Jia was so angry that she didn't know what to say for a moment, but Scorpion Tail Needle stood up and said: "Humph, Brother Jia, let me come, I'm not afraid of poison... I want to see what you're afraid of!"
"
While speaking, Scorpion Tail Needle raised a hand, and a trace of silver light immediately appeared between the slender fingers. Seeing this, Lin Zichen couldn't help but smile. It must be another trick of flying needles. He thought that when he played against Huang Wentao, he was facing silver.
Needle, now it seems this is just an old trick.
Just as he was thinking about it, the Scorpion Tail Needle flicked his wrist, and a silver needle flew out. The silver needle was so fast that almost everyone couldn't see it, but they all sweated for Lin Zichen.
Lin Zichen smiled slightly, turned sideways slightly, and felt a gust of wind passing by him. He suddenly raised his hand, and there was a silver needle between his fingers with the tail still swinging rapidly!
Scorpion Tail Needle couldn't help but open her mouth wide in surprise. Of course she knew that Lin Zichen was a master, so she almost used all her strength when taking out the needle. But even so, the opponent still dodged it calmly and accurately.
After catching the silver needle, it seemed that this master was stronger than she imagined!
"I don't believe in evil!"
After saying that, the Scorpion Tail Needle swayed and spun on the spot very quickly. As it spun, bursts of fragrance came out, and in the fragrance were dozens of silver needles flying towards Lin Zichen one after another.
Lin Zichen couldn't help but sneer, and immediately raised his arms, the powerful body-protecting Qi burst out of his body, forming a solid layer of protection outside his body.
There was a crisp, crackling sound, and the silver needles that were flying at speed seemed to have hit steel. They all stopped in the space less than one meter away from Lin Zichen, and then fell to the ground.
"This..." Scorpion Tail Needle couldn't believe her eyes. Her acupuncture skills once penetrated the aura of a warrior in the middle stage of Nayuan Realm and killed him instantly. But facing a warrior in the late stage of Nayuan Realm, she
He doesn't have the upper hand at all, but Mr. Lin in front of him is obviously a bit of a monster, and the silver needle can't get close at all...
Lin Zichen said: "You've all finished your performance? Now it's my turn, right?"
After saying that, Lin Zichen rushed forward and grabbed Ning Jia's neck. He raised his head slightly and said, "If you offend the Poison King, you will die? Haha, what if you offend Master Lin?"
Ning Jia's eyes widened. The Poison King showed a fearful expression in front of Lin Zichen for the second time, and the first time was in his own home.
"Master Lin, don't...don't be like this...what do you want..."
"The antidote, cure the poison of these people and I can spare your life!"
Lin Zichen knew that a person like Ning Jia would never wander around alone, and there might be some powerful force behind him, so if it was not a last resort, he might not choose to kill Ning Jia.
"Okay, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you!"
Hearing this, Lin Zichen slowly let go of his hand. The place here was not big, and he did not believe that Ning Jia would use any means to escape.
Then, Ning Jia put his hand into his pocket, took out a small medicine bottle, handed it to Lin Zichen and said, "Master Lin, antidote."
Lin Zichen nodded and walked towards Wang Tong and others with the medicine bottle. However, when he opened the medicine bottle, he found that the medicine bottle was empty.
He suddenly turned his head and glared at Ning Jia, who had a steady smile on his face.
He pulled up the scorpion tail needle and said: "Master Lin, you are indeed too strong, but... see you again when we are destined!"
After that, he threw several pills in his hand. The pills flew towards Lin Zichen like bullets. Lin Zichen was about to block it with his hand when he suddenly felt the violent aura in the pills. If he smashed them with his hands, I'm afraid the house would be destroyed.
Can't even keep it.
Lin Zichen had no choice but to release his true energy and catch the dozens of pills with the power of his true energy, so as not to release the violence in the pills. Maybe the violence would not do anything to him, but once it broke out, everyone in this hall would be
Everyone is in great danger.
At this moment, Ning Jia picked up the Scorpion Tail Needle and ran towards the back of the medical center. Then there was only a sound of the door, and there was no more movement from Ning Jia and the other two.
Lin Zichen immediately wanted to chase after him, but he only saw the shaking shadows at the back door of the medical center. The two figures had long since disappeared.
When walking back to the hall, Lin Zichen looked at the scared expressions of the Jingyue Hall disciples, including the two Chinese medicine doctors from the Jinghuo Sect. He shook his head and walked towards Wang Tong.
"Master Lin, what should we do now?" Wang Tong asked nervously. After all, he was also in the hall and he couldn't escape the poisoning.
"Wang Tong, please calm down first. It will take seven days for the Qirisan medicine to take effect, so we have seven days to save everyone." Lin Zichen said.
As the leader of the hall, Wang Tong is naturally more dignified than others. At this time, he still kept calm and nodded: "I understand, Mr. Lin, everything is at your discretion."
"Okay, I'm going to visit Ning Jia's house now, but I went there last time, and I don't think he will come home now, so you and I will sync up and find out which force Ning Jia belongs to."
"Yes, Mr. Lin!"
With that said, Lin Zichen walked towards the two Jinghuo Sect Chinese medicine practitioners and said, "Do you know where the headquarters of Jinghuo Sect is?"
After leaving the academy this time, Lin Zichen was determined to completely wipe out the Jinghuo Sect. Now that he has taken over the medical clinics in three cities of the Jinghuo Sect, of course the headquarters cannot let go!