With one finger stick, the majestic virulence, like a sturdy drill bit, with a spiral of vigor, forcibly blasted into He Xiang's Dantian!
But He Xiang is a strong man in the middle of the king after all, and his divine power cultivation is extremely strong. The divine power in his dantian burst out instantly, trying to shake out the poison of Xiao Yi.
But in order to deal with He Xiang's powerhouse, how did Xiao Yi use ordinary poison?
He used the power of source poison!
The power of the source poison is not only extremely adhesive, but also has a super poisonous effect. Even if Xiao Yi's poison is shaken away a lot, the source of poison still penetrates into the supernatural power of poison He Xiang.
All this happened between the lightning and flint, He Xiang was frightened and angry, his backhand was pressed against Xiao Yi's head.
At such a critical moment, he didn't want to ask why!
I just want to kill this kid who sneaked on himself!
boom!
With a palm blast, Xiao Yi's figure disappeared strangely, and the next moment, it had already appeared in the void several miles away.
"who are you!"
He Xiang couldn't kill Xiao Yi with a palm, his eyes flushed and asked.
From the amazing power of the sneak attack and the weird instantaneous power of Xiao Yi, He Xiang could already confirm that this person was not a Dragon Spear Guard at all, but a god-level poison repairer pretending to be!
Below, Ning Rong's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted, "King He Shen, don't be too far from Ben Shao! This person can be instantaneous, so be careful that he will kill Ben Shao!"
Ning Rong's shout made He Xiang frowned. This is indeed a problem!
The person he wanted to protect was Ning Rong, and if something happened to Ning Rong, he could not explain to the Ning family even if he was in the middle stage of the king.
"You guys, protect Young Master Rong!" He Xiang shouted at the Dragon Spear Guards.
Several dragon spear guards sneered coldly, and drew their spears together, surrounding Ning Rong in the center, and six spear points encircled Ning Rong's neck.
"You...you!" Ning Rong's face instantly paled.
He Xiang also had a huge shock in his eyes, his anger attacked his heart!
"Are you back?" He Xiang said angrily.
A dragon spear guard sneered: "What is not the opposite, he sees me as a dog, and I see him as a pig! He Xiang, you'd better catch it with your hands, otherwise we will put this fat pig up and live. Baked!"
"Haha, I want to give him a little bit of horror! Doesn't He Shenwang like horror?"
"He Shenwang, save... save me!" Ning Rong's face turned pale, just screaming.
He Xiang's face was ugly, and he looked in the direction of Xiao Yi.
"Leave Master Rong! If you have any conditions, just ask for it!" He Xiang gritted his teeth.
Xiao Yi smiled and said, "As long as you can hold me three palms, I will let him go."
He Xiang smiled angrily: "How does the old man believe your words?"
Xiao Yi curled his lips and said, "Then there is nothing to say, give Young Master Rong a little bit of magic!"
Immediately, a Dragon Spear Guard took out a bag of barbecue ingredients and sprinkled it on top of Ning Rong's head.
A strange fragrance wafted all over his head, but Ning Rong was so scared to cry.
The flavor of Iori is actually not a special product of Yu Shangcheng, but a kind of poison powder carefully made by Xiao Yi.
This kind of poisonous powder seems to be non-toxic, but as long as it enters the abdomen and penetrates into the blood circulation, it will slowly block the meridians, causing stiffness in movement and slow response.
In front of He Xiang, if Xiao Yi used strong virulence, he could not have been discovered before the toxic effect.
But this seemingly non-lethal poison is more easily overwhelming.
Moreover, Xiao Yi was confident that as long as He Xiang's actions were abnormal and his reaction declined, he was still sure to defeat this old guy.
Of course, everything is based on insidious tricks. If you can't beat the enemy, try to be outsmart!
Toxicity, that is not for nothing. If you can outsmart it, why do you have to spend a lot of poisonous fighting?
"Woo, He Xiang, dare you not save Ben Shao! Don't forget, your He family has thousands of people and you are still in Ningcheng! Do you care about their lives? The cultivation base of the mid-term peak of the dignified king, what is the result of his three palms, you quickly promise him! Oh, the young master does not want to die, the young master does not want to become a barbecue!" Ning Rong cried and threatened.
He Xiang's face twitched.
If it is a normal early power of the king, why does He Xiang receive three palms from the opponent?
But this guy in front of him is a king-level poison repairer!
Poisonous injuries, unusual injuries!
Furthermore, with his divine power just now, he already felt a virulent force in his blood rapidly growing, and it began to gradually affect his ability to act!
There is also the poison that has terrible poisoning ability and adhesion ability in the Dantian, no matter how he suppresses it, the poison is still madly assimilating his divine power!
"Can't delay any longer!"
"You must rescue this dead fat guy first, and then quickly kill this guy!"
"Only in this way, the old man can deal with the virulence in the dantian with peace of mind!"
"If this poison is puzzled, I'm afraid it won't take ten days. The old man will have to be swallowed by that poison..."
He Xiang thought about this, his eyes were fierce, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, the old man will receive three palms from you! After three palms, if you don't let go, the old man will tell you to survive and die!"
Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Don't worry, King He, I am a trustworthy person! After three palms, I will definitely return this fat man to you."
He Xiang's eyes were dark: "Then do it!"
Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, and roared out with the power of toxic poison, and the sky trembled, and a purple-black palm print condensed into it!
boom!
At the moment when the palm print was condensed, Xiao Yi pushed his palm, whizzing toward He Xiang like a huge black mountain.
He Xiang's eyes jumped, and his divine power was drawn out, forming a powerful divine gangway ten meters thick.
His failure to take action does not mean that he cannot defend.
If he was not allowed to defend, he would not need three palms to cut off his head with one knife.
The so-called passive attack in the cultivation world can all be defensive.
Xiao Yi did not go too far, mainly because of the too much conditions, and He Xiang would not agree...
boom!
The palm prints of Wan Po blasted on He Xiang's body guarding gods, and the gods shook fiercely, and the surrounding space was all shattered, and Xiao Yi's palm prints of Wan poisons also shattered. But after a few tremors, the gods became stable again.
Xiao Yi's face was not disappointed.
After all, the opponent is the pinnacle of the middle of the king, if he can't even hold his palm, it would be too much.
He Xiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said coldly: "Come again!"
Xiao Yi said indifferently: "What's the hurry, are you so impatient to be beaten? Are you prone to abuse?"
He Xiang's face was like sauce, and his anger went wild.
Can I not be in a hurry? You can stand upright, the supernatural power in Laozi's dantian is being consumed bit by bit!
The longer the delay, the less divine power he can mobilize!
"Hey, the palm just now used most of my virulence. I will recover first, and then I will use the second palm! Don't be anxious, God King, I recover quickly, and it will be done in three or two days!" Xiao Yi smiled. Said.
"Smelly boy, dare you to play the old man!" He Xiang's eyes flushed with anger!
From the first palm to the second palm, two or three days later, where does this happen?
This kid clearly wants to kill him!
