The man was startled, he was the one who had administered the poison.
Neither Buddha's Drunk nor Cold Sweet Honey can be said to be poison.
In some prescriptions, Buddha's drunkenness is the best medicine. And cold fragrant honey is also indispensable in making pastries.
These two things that cannot be hit by eight poles are extremely poisonous if they are taken together. Forcibly circulating the Qi will only cause the toxins to spread to the limbs and bones.
The difference between rice wine and sugar water is only half an hour, enough to kill someone.
However, not only Yu Zhi was fine, but Yan Yi was fine too.
Not only was he fine, but he was also lively and not at all drunk.
"Can you hide this from me with this little trick?" Yan Yi sarcastically said.
Of course, Yan Yi was not aware of this. After living in Yu Zhuyue's small courtyard for a long time, Yu Zhi understands better than anyone else the principle of the interdependence of all things. This method is not difficult to prevent, not to mention that when the two of them entered the village, they had doubts in their hearts, so they were naturally more careful.
The man looked in the direction of Yu Zhi and thought to himself: Fortunately, that kid is dead. As long as we take down this bitch, it's not that difficult.
The embroidery lady stood in front of the thatched hut, her sinister look showing great pleasure.
She hasn't seen Yu Zhi's body yet, but she has already begun to imagine how to peel off Yu Zhi's human skin and make it into human skin figurines.
"Boy, don't worry. I will definitely make you into the most perfect human skin figurine in the world. Hahaha."
"But don't worry, I won't let you be alone. That little girl has a good skin. I will peel off her skin and put you two together."
There was no light in the dim thatched house, and Yu Zhi could not be seen.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Yu Zhi's voice came out.
"You are thoughtful for me. However, you never asked me if I would like to be made into a human skin figurine!"
The cold light suddenly appeared, and a silver light tore through the night more swiftly than before.
Driven by Yu Zhi's true energy, the embroidery needle made of cold iron approached the embroidery lady's eyebrows.
Repay the other person with his own way!
Since you allowed me to hurt me with an embroidery needle, I will return it to you in the same way.
Whoosh!
In the cold light, I saw the embroidery lady not hiding, just standing there.
Body-fixing martial arts?
No, Yu Zhi does not have such martial arts.
The embroidered lady had anger in her eyes and her whole body was trembling. Although the embroidery needle did not hurt the embroidery lady who was standing still, it was more uncomfortable than if the embroidery needle penetrated her body.
"Oops, sorry, you're too short."
The embroidery needle flew straight over the embroidery lady's head, missing only a hair's breadth.
This is obviously an insult!
Look down on you!
You are too tall to reach this embroidery needle!
When he was in a private school in Kyoto, Yu Zhi knew the pain points of the embroidery lady.
Dwarf, a born dwarf.
I have a sensitive mind and always care about other people's words.
Those who had taunted her with dwarfism are dead.
When he was in Kyoto, Yu Zhixiang prided himself on being polite, respecting the elderly and caring for the young. Even if they called him shameless in front of his face, he would not argue with them.
This is the first time that Yu Zhi has exposed his scars in person like this...
It's not the first time.
These people always annoy Yu Zhi and have evil intentions.
"You, you, you!" The embroidered lady pointed at Yu Zhi with her short fingers, and was speechless angrily.
Yu Zhi didn't want to talk nonsense, and his figure stepped out of the darkness.
A shooting star twinkled on the ground in the night. The star shadow dragged a long starlight, and the cold light was approaching the eyes of the embroidered lady.
The sword light surged like the sparkling waves on a lake under the scorching sun.
"So fast!" The embroidered lady was shocked in her eyes.
This is far from the Yu Zhi who could be killed at will a few months ago.
His short feet touched the ground and flew back behind him. Countless embroidery needles shot out from his fingertips. The tails of the needles led to red threads, dancing like a snake.
"I've even killed Cang Shui, do you think you can stop me?"
In an instant, the sword light cut off countless red threads, and those slender embroidery needles were barely visible in the night.
Both are at the sixth level of Armor Breaking, and Yu Zhi's combat experience is not as good as that of the embroidered lady, but the martial arts skills he has learned are the best in the world, and every move and style is simple to the extreme.
Yu Zhi's words stunned the embroidered lady.
How stupid of me to deal with this kid alone.
Wasn't it because they heard about this kid's fight against Cang Shui that they gathered so many people to surround and kill him?
After figuring this out, the embroidered lady shouted loudly: "Come here and kill Yu Zhi first!"
All the killers looked at Yu Zhi and rushed over.
There are many assassination methods for killers, but when it comes to actually killing people, there are not many methods available.
Poison, insidious means.
Buddha's Drunkenness and Lengxiangmi, two completely unrelated things, were designed together, which obviously took a lot of thought.
It's a pity that I met Yu Zhi, who knew both medicine and poison.
Surrounding and killing is straightforward, but it is also the next best choice.
When Yu Zhi saw the crowd coming to kill him, he took his time and did not change the momentum of his sword, pouring towards the embroidered lady.
The sword light dispersed the night, and every inch of light reflected the appearance of a group of killers, and then the light bloomed, like the rising sun in the east, like the sparks bursting out of an iron furnace.
The next moment, the blazing sword light illuminated the whole world, and then there were screams.
The sword weeps blood, its power is like a rainbow, and it raises the sword to kill the evil spirits.
As fast as the wind, as loud as thunder, he turned his hand to control the sky.
Blood flowers bloomed in the sword light, blooming from the eyebrows, or swaying from the throat... In short, the blood surged suddenly, and the vitality suddenly disappeared.
Under the wailing and screaming, only Yu Zhi stood alone.
With one sword blow, dozens of people in the same situation were killed. This has far exceeded the combat power of the sixth-grade Armor Breaker.
The embroidery lady's eyes were full of horror. The embroidery needle she controlled in her hand had disappeared, and her true energy was suppressed by the sword energy. Yu Zhi's sword was frightening and frightening to her.
"This...how did he do it?" The embroidered lady said tremblingly.
Yu Zhi sneered and walked towards the embroidery lady step by step, as if she came to provoke her that day.
"To be honest, the game you set up is not very shrewd. It is not to say that it is full of loopholes, but I have seen the clues. Since I dare to return to Beijing alone, I am not afraid that you will come to kill me!"
"What I didn't expect was that it was you. You disguised yourself as a little girl, which makes me sick just thinking about it."
A look of disgust flashed across Yu Zhi's face.
The embroidery lady no longer has the capital to be arrogant. At this moment, she was only afraid of death.
When a killer kills someone for the first time, his heart always palpitates and he is always panicked.
The second time I felt uncomfortable, but the uneasiness was lessened.
The third time, the fourth time... until the countless times.
This uneasiness gradually disappeared in my heart.
The knife was getting faster and faster, and his expression became more and more indifferent.
With the head on the ground, killing becomes easier and easier, even easier than eating and sleeping. Human heads and corpses are as indistinguishable as chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep.
The more people you have to kill, the more indifferent you become to life.
Now, when death is imminent, the fear and uneasiness that has never existed before infinitely fills the entire heart.
The faces and heads of everyone who died in her hands, the rivers of blood, the cries of babies, countless wailings, scenes flashed through her eyes like a revolving lantern.
She killed countless people and never cared.
Those embroidery needles penetrated the human heart and woven human skin figurines, appearing like ghosts and phantoms, surrounding him.
"Don't come over, don't come over, you all don't come over!"
A shrill scream that didn't fit his small stature echoed.
"I didn't kill you. Don't look for me, I didn't kill you!"
"no no....."
Yu Zhi thought for a moment and realized what the embroidery lady was talking about.
"If you kill too many people, you will become numb." Yu Zhi said, "Now let those who were killed drag you into hell!"
The sword light flashed, and a head no bigger than a sandbag flew into the air, then landed on the ground and rolled several times.
Heads fell to the ground one after another, and in just a cup of tea, the quiet village had turned into a Shura field, and dozens of killers fell under Yu Zhi's sword.
Assassination, all of them are good at it.
Relying on the poison and relying on the strength of the crowd, a group of killers dared to surround and kill Yu Zhi without restraint.
But head-on combat is not what these people are good at.
Yu Zhi looked at the head with eyes still open and said: "Poor people must be hateful!"
Yu Zhi felt a bit sad, and had no sympathy for people like the embroidery lady.
The suffering that was suffered ended with the lives of others. Yu Zhi doesn't understand this.
Yu Zhi looked at the remaining dozen killers and shouted: "Everyone, Yu Zhi is here, please come and kill me!"
The moonlight is still bright and will not change in any way because of the blood on the ground.
...
In the depths of the night, an old man was leaning against a big tree, with a pot of old wine and a fishhook as companions. He was a little lonely, but not boring.
"This boy's combat power is enough to match the strong men of the seventh level of the Open Monument. If Nashi Laozi Yanyun's Eighteenth Cavalry hadn't taken action personally, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to defeat this boy. Alas, this bastard Li Haomiao is extremely shameless and never does business at a loss. .”
"Bai Bai used the whetstone of Yanyun Shibaqi to sharpen the knife, and also set rules to prevent Yanyun Shibaqi from taking action."
"Rogue, shameless."
The fisherman cursed angrily. Many of his emotions were entirely due to the fact that Li Haomiao almost abducted the saint of Shenyin Pavilion back then.
Now, Li Haomiao's nephew is trying his old trick again.
What a sin!
The two generations of saints in the Shenyin Pavilion were actually harmed by these uncle and nephew!
The fisherman took a sip of wine and vented all his depression in the wine.
Starting from Beiliang City, the fisherman followed secretly, but so far he has not had a chance to take action.
On the one hand, Yu Zhi is far more cautious and alert than these killers. So far, no one has been able to pose a threat to Yu Zhi.
On the other hand, if it weren't for the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun like Mr. San, the fisherman would have no need to take action.
There are hundreds of thousands of mountains and countless sects, and the number of sects that can be called top-notch sects can only be counted on two hands. Each of these sects is commanded by a powerful person with the ninth rank of the Open Monument.
Cangshan has Cang Biejie and Cang Huo, Duandaomen has Nie Feng, and Shenyin Pavilion, which is the number one sect in the north, naturally also has them.
The fisherman and the woodcutter are the real strong men of the ninth level.
When the fisherman is in charge, there is no chance of a storm.
Suddenly, the fisherman's eyes were startled and he said in surprise: "Is it broken?"
