Chapter 152: The Battle of Poison Techniques

Feeling the murderous intent flashing in Doctor Lu's eyes, Yang Fan touched his nose with his hand, looked at him casually, and pursed his lips slightly.

He understood that he had completely offended the existence of the three great doctors in Kyoto. However, when he thought that this person was a pharmacist in the "Kyoto Yang Family", Yang Fan had no regrets or regrets.

The divine doctor Lu entered the side hall and immediately attracted the attention of several others.

At this moment, Doctor Lu's complexion was still a little abnormal. As soon as he sat down, a strange light flashed in his eyes and looked at Yang Fan indifferently.

Suddenly, an unusual aura was transmitted from the air. Although there was nothing to see with the naked eye, the invisible atmosphere made people feel a little uneasy. It was like throwing a person into a dangerous primeval forest. Even if the surroundings were silent, you could feel the fatal crisis.

Yang Fan felt a stern heart, and he felt a faint crisis coming. He spread his spiritual consciousness and used his spiritual eyes of the immortal cultivator to capture a circle of light red light waves, which turned into beams, and attacked him in the blink of an eye.

Poison technique?!

"This divine doctor Lu is actually good at poisoning techniques!"

Yang Fan was secretly shocked, and he was silent on the surface and said nothing.

At this moment, under his calm face, the power of the Immortal Hong Jue in his body was constantly circulating. As soon as the light purple light wave approached, it was mostly absorbed by his own unique special physique.

As for the remaining small part of the poison, it was wrapped in the mist of life that turned into aerosol, swallowed up, and disappeared in an instant.

After one or two breaths, Doctor Lu retracted his gaze looking at Yang Fan, and tasted tea alone, looking leisurely.

Everyone else on the field looked at the two of them with strange eyes.

"Yang Yaoshi..."

Yuwen Xin noticed a trace of unusual atmosphere and looked at Yang Fan with a hint of worry in his bright eyes.

Yang Fan smiled at her and signaled that he was safe and sound.

When Doctor Lu saw this, he looked suspicious and secretly observed Yang Fan for a moment, and found that the other party was really nothing.

"How is this possible... This guy can completely ignore my 'Seven Corruption Poison Technique'!"

The storm of Doctor Lu's heart surged, and his expression that looked at Yang Fan changed drastically, and he immediately withdrew his contempt.

He felt that the young man in the Qi Refining Stage in front of him was like an iceberg shrouded in clouds. It seemed insignificant, but in fact it had not yet revealed the tip of the iceberg.

Among the three great doctors in Kyoto, although his medical skills are not the highest, he has extraordinary attainments in poisoning.

In fact, a long time ago, he was a "toxicity refiner" who specialized in poisoning techniques. However, in order to avoid enemies, the business became a pharmacist and defected to the Yang family in Kyoto.

The Seven-Correscent Poison Technique is a poison technique he developed in his early years. It can kill people invisibly and has a very fast speed. The disadvantage is that it consumes mana. But once it is successfully used, monks of the same level can severely damage it even if they do not die without being prepared.

However, after being hit by his "Seven Corruption Poison Technique", Yang Yaoshi seemed to be fine at all.

Yang Fan looked at him with a smile, then gently knocked the melon seeds, and his leisurely appearance almost crossed his legs.

Seeing this scene, Doctor Lu's face looked gloomy and calm, and then fell into silence, wondering if he was planning any strategy.

Yang Fan was not very worried. The "Xianhong Art" he practiced was the magic technique of healing the wounds, and reversed the operation, which was the terrifying poison technique that was invincible and silent for thousands of miles.

He claimed that he was at the same level, and other pharmacists were unable to compete with him, and at least it was impossible to pose any threat to him.

King Yuwen Lie of Yan was not an ordinary person. His sharp eyes showed a strange look, which made Yang Fan and Doctor Lu look in his eyes:

The two pharmacists had two confrontations.

The first time Yang Fan took the initiative to attack, which caused a great loss to Doctor Lu.

The second time was that Doctor Lu took the initiative to attack, and Yang Fan was unscathed.

In the two confrontations, Yang Fan obviously won several points, and seemed to have some strength.

"Prince, the guests in the 'Qunying Hall' have almost arranged the arrangement..." At this moment, the old butler came in to report and whispered a few words in the ear of King Yuwen Lie of Yan.

"What? He is here too..."

Yuwen Lie's expression changed slightly. He was about to speak when he heard a cold and ruthless voice coming from the "Group Hero Hall": "A group of mentally retarded."

There was an indescribable arrogance and coldness in this voice, with a sense of loftyness.

Yang Fan's heart moved and he expanded his omniscient mode. He soon saw a young man emitting an infinitely sharp aura in the main hall. He was about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing spotless white clothes, but had an extremely ordinary appearance.

However, his white clothes, which are better than snow, look out of place in today's hall where everyone is dressed in gorgeous clothes.

"Not good! Wushuang is here..."

"Wu Shuang! Why did this evil star come to the Yan Prince's Mansion?"

Many people in the Hall of Qunyings recognized this person's identity.

Unparalleled?

Yang Fan had an indescribable and strange feeling towards the boy in white, which surprised him.

Although he is still young, Yang Fan feels that the unparalleled threat to him is extremely great. Judging from his aura, his strength should be no less than that of a cultivator in the Concentration Stage.

"Huh? No..."

Yang Fan carefully observed the young man Wushuang and found that he was neither like an immortal cultivator nor a secular warrior.

Could he be the legendary sword cultivator?

Yang Fan's "eye" fell on the weapon he carried again, which was a sword that had not yet been unsheathed. It was simple and extraordinary. You could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary person.

When Wushuang appeared, Yang Fan found that Yuwen Xin, who was sitting beside him, looked a little uneasy, with a complicated look in his eyes, and then he returned to peace.

"Miss Yuwen, do you know him?"

Yang Fan asked lightly, his current moment of invincibility might be greater than the peerless beauty in front of him.

How could a person who is neither a cultivator nor a secular warrior, who is suspected to be the legendary sword cultivator, not arouse Yang Fan's curiosity?

Sword cultivator is an ancient category of cultivation that once flourished in ancient times. According to ancient records, Sword cultivator has attack power far exceeding that of cultivators of the same level, and has extremely strong combat power, which ordinary cultivators fear.

If the ultimate goal of ordinary immortal cultivators is to become immortal immortals, then the goal of sword cultivators is to become a free and free sword immortal across the world.

"Yeah." Yuwen Xin nodded and hesitated again: "Half a year ago, he was defeated by his father and was bombed out of the palace. This time, he probably is..."

"He wants to make a comeback and challenge the King of Yan?"

Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized that he was a martial arts fanatic.

"Maybe..." Yuwen Xin's eyes dodged a little.

Yang Fan looked at her thoughtfully. As soon as he was about to speak, he listened to King Yan's words:
Chapter completed!