Chapter 122: Direct poisoning

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's beads, everyone showed a skeptical look. Is this a magic weapon? That's nonsense.
Zhang Yifeng knew that these people didn't believe it, and he said again: "If you don't believe it, you can ask the master to appraise it."
Zhang Yifeng threw it to Jueyuan with a bead worth 20 million.
Jueyuan stretched out his hand to catch it and took a closer look. There was surprise in his eyes. He looked at Zhang Yifeng for the second time. Those eyes seemed to want to see through this young man, but unfortunately, he couldn't see through Zhang Yifeng. .
"Amitabha Buddha, this bead is indeed a magic weapon, and it is more powerful than my Buddhist bead."
After hearing what Jueyuan said, everyone at the scene trembled.
This ugly-looking bead is actually better than that Buddhist bead? If they did not know the identity of Du Lao, these people would definitely think that these people were acting in order to raise prices. It is the legendary trust!
"Tsk tusk, since there is a higher one, then I bought it. Boy, give me your beads, I think no one should grab it with me at the scene."
Du Lao glanced around, his eyes were cold, and a bloodthirsty smile leaked from the corner of his mouth.
Most of the people he watched lowered their heads and dared not look at him.
"Hmph, what a big tone, what do you think of me Shiquanmen."
Suddenly, an angry shout came. A Shiquanmen disciple appeared on the side, obviously intolerable. As the organizer of this exchange meeting, Shiquanmen would definitely laugh at generous and become the laughing stock of other schools if he could not even maintain order.
"I want this magic weapon from Shiquanmen!"
The voice of the Shiquanmen disciple was still floating, and the person had already reached Zhang Yifeng's side, and the distance from the old man was only three meters.
"Shiquanmen? Tsk tsk, it's just a two-star sect. It seems that I don't want to continue to exist. Xiaohong, first teach him a little lesson." Old Du said to the woman beside him.
"Hey, good master."
The woman giggled, her body was like a ghost, and she suddenly approached the Shiquanmen disciple.
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"Good come, court death."
The Shiquanmen disciple sneered, his whole body's internal strength suddenly revolved, flying sand and rocks around him.
Although the woman reached out agilely and had a certain strength, she still had a little strength compared with the Shiquanmen disciple. After only three strokes, she was punched in the chest by the Shiquanmen disciple, vomiting blood and flew upside down. It was obviously unbearable. Minor injuries.
"Ant, man arm as a car! Who do you think I am? I am one of the eight elders of Shiquanmen!"
The disciple of Shiquanmen smiled arrogantly, with compelling momentum. The two people who charge at the door may have a weaker cultivation base than him.
"Junior sister, are you okay?"
The woman was beaten into the air, and the male disciple immediately caught up with the younger sister.
This male disciple looks simple and honest, but everyone can see clearly. When catching the woman, his hands were not honest and touched the woman, especially the position of the chest, which he kept touching. Deformed.
Although the woman has defects on her face, her figure is indeed nothing to say. Being held in her arms by a man, she was pale, but still shyly said: "Brother, there are so many people in you, what are your hands doing? Let's talk about this kind of thing at night, and I will serve you and Master again at night."
The words of the woman made everyone on the scene convulse.
Nima, the amount of information in these words is too great!
Some cultivators couldn't help cursing even more, "The evil deeds are the evil deeds! The morals are really depraved, and the world is getting worse!"
"There are no disciples for any kind of master. It's true that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."
After hearing this, the elder Shiquanmen's eyes were also cold, and said: "I really don't know the courtesy, justice and shame, I should have killed you with a punch just now.
After hearing the words of the elder Shiquanmen, the woman giggled.
"Wonder, what are you laughing at!" Shiquanmen elder said angrily.
"I laughed that you were dying and didn't know what you wanted to kill me."
"What do you mean?"
"Just look at your hand and you will see that it should have happened."
Elder Shiquanmen raised his hand and looked, his face changed at that time. His right hand had become dark at the moment, and these dark lines were spreading toward his shoulders.
The Shiquanmen elder was shocked and wanted to hold the acupuncture point, but it was too late. The Shiquanmen elder shook his heart, holding his right wrist with his left hand, exerting his internal force and pulling hard!
"Uh!"
With a sound, the right hand of the elder Shiquanmen was torn off by himself. The blood was sprayed and it was horrible.
In order to prevent the poisonous gas from spreading, he could only tear his arm off in a flash.
However, the elder Shiquanmen was shocked to find that even if his arm was broken, there was still a black line running along a meridian, from the shoulder position into his chest!
The elder Shiquanmen seemed to have thought of something, and immediately tore off his shirt. At this sight, the elder Shiquanmen, including everyone on the scene, took a breath.
Elder Shiquanmen's entire upper body also showed black poisonous gas, which kept branching and expanding, just after a few breaths. Elder Shiquanmen turned black all over.
"Do not!"
With a desperate roar, the elder of Shiquanmen fell heavily to the ground, and the elder of Shiquanmen died.
"Hey, dare to hit me in the chest. Now it's dead."
The woman's voice came in the first time, not knowing if it was involved in the injury, and she coughed up some blood.
"No one is robbing me now, right?"
Du Lao's voice came again.
The audience was extremely quiet, no one answered him.
"No one answered? Tsk tsk, what a bunch of cowards. Kid, take the beads in your hand, right? Are there any similar beads on your body? Take out if you have any." Old Du looked at Zhang Yifeng.
Next to Zhang Yifeng, Lin Siying's face was pale, and she subconsciously took Zhang Yifeng's arm.
Zhang Yifeng patted Lin Siying's hand and signaled her not to be afraid, and then he said: "This is the only one, I can give it to you, but you pay first."
"I pay? Tsk tsk, interesting."
Du Lao smiled, and the laughter was cold and chilling.
Zhang Yifeng nodded and said in a flat voice: "Of course you have to pay. If you don't pay, I won't sell it."
"Boy, are you afraid that I will kill you?" Du Lao said with bloodthirsty eyes.
Zhang Yifeng's face remained calm and said: "I am not worried at all. What I am worried about is that if you don't pay the money now, if you die later, where do I go to pay?"
The old man was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled even more happily: "Tsk tut, kid, do you mean you are going to shoot me?"
Zhang Yifeng shook his head: "It's not me, I think you know who it is."
Du Lao was taken aback for a moment, looked at Zhang Yifeng, and then at the monk Jueyuan sitting on the ground. Du Lao smiled: "Young man, if you have the courage, then I will gamble with you to see if you can finally I got 20 million. Ali, transfer him 20 million."