: Fleeing in panic

"You can't be entitled!"

The hunchbacked old man was shouting for birth, and it was too late. The slightly fat middle-aged killer poison treasure "blood-transforming poisonous apply", was already in his hand by Yang Fan.

In an instant, a terrible cold poison that was enough to solidify vitality and corrupt the essence and blood penetrated into Yang Fan's body, along the flesh, meridians, and blood vessels, approached his heart in the blink of an eye.

If it were an advanced level of the Golden Elixir who made such a presumptuous move, even if he did not die immediately, he would suffer a severe injury. Without getting the antidote, it would be difficult to survive for a while.

However, Yang Fan just stood quietly, his face still, his complexion did not change and his heart did not accelerate. Instead, he closed his eyes and realized quietly: "Somewhat numb, some cold... Taking this centipede should strengthen his physique."

During this breathing period, he had already figured out the poisonous treasure's poisonous operation methods.

He had to admit that the virility of this "blood-transforming poisonous worker" was really powerful. If he had not advanced to the "seedling stage", had a perfect heart, had a physique close to the same level of monsters, and had extremely powerful life functions, he might have been in front of this poison technique that died.

The high-level poison master is indeed extraordinary. No wonder the name of the poison master is frightened in the world of immortal cultivation!

"What! How could it be useless?"

The slightly fat middle-aged man's pupils contracted and he was frightened. He looked at Yang Fan's eyes with a little fear.

At the same time, he also had deep doubts in his eyes, and he couldn't believe in his heart that a young man who had just entered the high-level Golden Pill could fight his trump card poison treasure.

Seeing Yang Fan standing in place without any damage, he looked calm and gentle, he became even more suspicious.

No...he must have an antidote!

A sudden look flashed in the slightly fat middle-aged man's eyes: "My blood-transforming poisonous opera, the old man is very clear. With his ability, he can definitely do the antidote and decomposition techniques..."

Thinking of this, the resentment in his eyes became deeper, and he swept the two of them in front of him coldly, looking at him with a sarcastic look: "Don't act anymore, you just have the antidote, and you are still pretending here. Do you think this way can scare me off?"

When Yang Fan heard this, he was slightly stunned and looked surprised: "Anti-drug? I, Yang, possesses the 'Holy Gang Body' and is invincible for all poisons. How could a small poison treasure do anything?"

"What a shitty holy farmer body, I haven't heard of it." The fat middle-aged man was a little angry and then sarcastically said: "Didn't you tell me to use this poisonous worker to strengthen your physique?"

"Yes, that's right. For me, taking this centipede can indeed strengthen our physique."

After Yang Fan said that, he opened his mouth, put the blood-transforming poisonous opera into his mouth, and took a few light bites.

Crack ~

In the blink of an eye, Yang Fan ate a small piece of the blood-transforming poisonous eedle.

ah!!

The slightly fat middle-aged man was shocked! He was as stupid as a chicken.

The hunchbacked old man took a while to react.

At this time, the half-foot-long blood-transforming poisonous eedle had been eaten by Yang Fan halfway.

Crack~ Crack~

Yang Fan ate it with great scent, as if it was a delicious food in the world.

"Well, the taste is very numb, very spicy, a little cold... It has a unique taste, and more importantly, it can strengthen the body and enhance the resistance to similar toxicities."

Yang Fan took half of it, left the other half, and murmured to himself: "Well, I will keep this other half, I will prepare the poison in the future..."

puff!

At this time, the slightly fat middle-aged man had a pale face and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Damage to the mind!

He has refined this poisonous treasure for decades and is connected to his mind. Now that Yang Fan has eaten half of it, how can he not be affected?

Magic weapons are not conventional magic weapons. Poison treasures like him, which are purely refined with poisonous substances, rely on their toxicity and the material is definitely not as hard as the magic weapons. Even if Yang Fan is several times stronger, it is impossible to bite off the magic weapons out of thin air.

"You're ruthless..."

The slightly fat middle-aged man looked pale and recovered from shock.

At this moment, he looked at Yang Fan with an inhuman look.

In his eyes, Yang Fan is no longer a normal person, and he is even listed as a demon.

The purple light flashed under his feet, and the escape light trembled suddenly, and he was obviously ready to escape immediately.

The power of the poison master lies in the poisonous arts and poison treasures. If these things cannot do anything to the enemy, there will be no way out.

"Haha, you attacked Yang twice, and now you want to run away, take my move!"

Yang Fan smiled lightly, his figure floated up, and with a "pop", he slapped out a palm.

At this moment, the green seeds deep in the heart differentiated into thousands of green streams of life, like millions of tiny tributaries, gathering in his palms along his breathing, blood, muscles, bones, and veins in an instant.

Bang-

With a palm, the air trembled, and the thunder sounded faintly, making people's blood tumbling!

At that moment, the flow of life within a radius of a hundred feet trembled. Anyone who is a living creature resonates with it and feels the terrible explosion of life.

Before the sound rang out, a majestic green light beam burst out in his palm, and the next moment it turned into a vivid green tiger, pounced on the slightly fat middle-aged man.

"ah!"

The slightly fat middle-aged man did not expect that Yang Fan, a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Pill, had such strength. He gritted his teeth and rushed to use his magic power, slapped out a dazzling purple light, forming a defensive wall in front of him.

At the same time, he sacrificed another shield to protect him.

Crack-bang!

The purple defensive wall shattered instantly, and the powerful and vigorous power bombarded the low-grade defensive magic weapon.

The slightly fat middle-aged man let out a "soft groan" and suffered some internal injuries. With the help of the huge impulse, he flew out more than ten feet.

Then, the light at his feet trembled violently and turned into a strange purple light, flying into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

“Huh?”

Yang Fan did not expect that the other party had such a life-saving technique. His spiritual sense spread and extended within a radius of fifteen miles. He soon saw the trace of a slightly fat middle-aged man four or five miles away.

A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to take advantage of the victory.

In the past, he was chased by high-level monks, and now he can finally replace his character.

"No need to chase after him. He has been injured and will not come back in a short period of time." The Humpback Poison King stopped Yang Fan and said with a smile: "It is very difficult to chase and kill the senior level of the same level with one person. If you are too anxious, the other party will do something to kill the death of the enemy, which will be more than worth the loss."

"The younger generation has just entered the advanced level and is a little proud. They want to kill the golden elixir of the same level and show their skills..."

Yang Fan nodded with a smile. He understood that the Hunchback Poison King wanted to tell himself a common sense: Once he entered the Golden Pill, he would be a high-level monk, no ordinary person, and no one did not have one or two life-saving techniques and killer weapons.

"Haha, when you first entered the high level of Jindan, you killed the monks of the same level and fled. This alone is enough to be proud and your future is limitless."

The Hunchbacked Poison King said with a look of approval, and there was a little more expectation in his eyes when he looked at Yang Fan.

"Senior praised this person. After all, this person is a poison master. His combat power is different from that of the same level of golden elixir."

Yang Fan would not be complacent.

"You are not arrogant and discouraged when you win, and you are calm. This is very good. The combat power of the poison master is indeed much worse than that of the same level of golden elixir." The Hunchbacked Poison King nodded and looked at Yang Fan with a look of surprise: "Your physique is really extraordinary, and you are truly invincible."

Then he sighed softly: "It seems that you are destined to be the nemesis of the drug technician in the future."

"Can Sister Luo Shui be injured?" Yang Fan turned to the topic and began to observe Luo Shui.

"It's not a big deal, it's just overshocking. If you sleep for a day and a half, you'll get better."

The Humpback Poison King said.

Afterwards, the two began to observe the ruins under their feet, and the villagers of Yihe Village were in chaos.

The Hunchbacked Poison King smiled bitterly: "It seems that this 'Yihe Village' cannot be staying for a long time."

"Senior Poison King, I will treat your injuries immediately. Combined with the strength of me, your severe damage will be healed in at most two days."

Yang Fan suggested again.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it too!" said the Hunchbacked Poison King with an excited look on his face.

"Why go to the cave where I was in seclusion before practicing."

Yang Fan leads the way ahead.

After a while, Yang Fan, the hunchbacked poison king, and the unconscious Luo Shui came to the cave before.

Looking at the green surroundings that looked like heaven, the Poison King couldn't help but sigh: "The person who teaches you medical skills must be a peerless master who shines through ancient and modern times..."

Yang Fan smiled, of course he would not take the initiative to point it out.

After relocating Luoshui, Yang Fan began to heal the Humpback Poison King.

The two of them sat cross-legged in the cave, and Yang Fan put one hand on the vest of the Hunchback Poison King. The green seeds in his body trembled, and millions of green streams were divided into them, and finally merged into a powerful force of vitality and poured into the body of the Hunchback Old Man.

"This technique is really mysterious..."

The Hunchbacked Poison King is not stunning and envious.

The effect of this treatment is ten times better than before. Yang Fan could barely deal with the terrible power of death and silence in the internal wounds without using the "Consecration of the Pure World Flame".

In this process, a more pure invisible life force turned back into Yang Fan's body in another form.

Swish swish swish swish...
To be continued...