Even Duan Weiran shook his head slightly. The level gap between Li Yan and the other party was too big. He was sighing at Li Yan's ignorance of the world. Young people can't bear any loss. If they only talk about the dispute with spirit, what can they do? What's the use? It can only mean that there is a lack of experience. Such lessons are to be exchanged for one's life.
The only one who can stop the monk named Sun here is him, but Duan Weiran has no intention of taking action.
He has seen this kind of thing too many times, and he has no intention of eliminating the strong and supporting the weak. Of course, there may be one person here who can stop it, and that is the middle-aged Confucian scholar.
"This person is not good. I just talked nonsense with the opponent. If you plan to take action, you should be the first to attack and use your strongest strength. That may have a miraculous effect on the enemy. Just knowing that you are happy with your mouth will make your face bright. It’s useless, there is no chance to escape at the next moment, the young master made a mistake this time, this person may have some extraordinary abilities, but his experience against the enemy is extremely poor.”
Bro's eyes were also full of contempt, and he didn't know why his young master said that this person was so powerful. He had thought that this person had hidden his strength just like himself, but since he couldn't break out of the spiritual power cage arranged by the enemy, it was obvious that he was at a higher level. , Cultivation level are no match for an immortal technique easily arranged by others.
Although Li Yan did not take a complete step, after half a step, one of the claws of monk surnamed Sun that was originally grabbing at his neck missed, while the other claw that was grabbing at the top of his head failed. Because the distance between the two bodies was staggered, one claw Just as he was grabbing Li Yan's shoulder, as the saying goes, a slight difference is a thousand miles away, but the monk surnamed Sun was not able to twist off Li Yan's head.
But this was nothing to the monk surnamed Sun. In fact, he had already captured Li Yan. He let out a strange laugh of "嚯嚯嚯", and the five fingers that held Li Yan's grip were tightened inwards. He quickly raised his palms again, and two evil-faced ghost sculptures appeared on his arms. They looked up to the sky and let out a long roar. Their faces were ugly and ferocious, and their eyes shone with an excited lust for people.
And at the same time that two evil-faced ghost eagles emerged from the arms of monk surnamed Sun, there was another loud cry, which shook the sky. It instantly covered up the roar of the evil-faced ghost eagles, and the power was even more powerful, but in the meantime His tone was frightened.
Everyone felt that something was wrong with this sound, and then the figure of the monk surnamed Sun quickly retreated behind him amid the loud shouts.
All this happened so suddenly, from the attack by the monk surnamed Sun to his sudden retreat, not even a breath of time passed. For those with low cultivation level, something happened in the blink of an eye.
After the monks reached the foundation-building stage, life and death were often a matter of lightning and flint when fighting against each other. What's more, Li Yan and the monk named Sun were already very close to each other, and the attacks from both sides were even more rapid and unpredictable.
While everyone was confused and still in shock, the prison that originally trapped Li Yan collapsed instantly. Then Li Yan turned around with an expressionless face. He looked coldly at the monk surnamed Sun who was retreating. His face was still as calm as water, with no hint of happiness or anger at all.
The monk surnamed Sun on the other side also stopped after shooting dozens of feet backwards. At this moment, he was holding his right hand with his left hand, and his face was constantly twisting and deforming in pain.
But his right hand was no longer there at the moment. To be precise, the five fingers on his right hand had disappeared. What was chilling and strange was that there was still silver liquid melting and dripping out from the five severed fingers.
In less than half a breath, the palm of the monk surnamed Sun, which originally had half a finger, had melted to the root of the finger, and more silver liquid was dripping, causing his palm to shrink rapidly at an alarming rate.
Seeing this scene, the monk surnamed Sun could no longer care about the pain. He quickly patted the storage bag with his left hand, and more than a dozen bottles and cans flew out. He desperately used his spiritual power to open the bottle caps, and then took out He picked up a jade bottle and poured it towards the broken palm.
Li Yan in the distance did not pursue him. He just looked at everything coldly. The figure standing in the air looked like a pavilion or a mountain.
"Poison cultivator!" People can never speak as fast as they think. Two words emerged from the bottom of everyone's heart at the first time.
In just a short period of time, the monk surnamed Sun had poured over a dozen bottles and jars, but his palm had disappeared. Since there were more bones and flesh from his fingers to his arms, there was more and more silver liquid. , the monk surnamed Sun only had a short time to pour the medicine, and his right hand was only from the wrist to the arm. However, he used all the antidotes he carried, but it had no effect at all.
You must know that his antidote is not an ordinary commodity. It is an extremely precious antidote. I dare not say that it can cure hundreds of poisons, but the poisons that ordinary foundation-building poison cultivators can use can basically be easily removed.
There was silence all around, as quiet as death. Only the sound of water slowly emerging from the lake and coming from the palace gate still broke the silence here. No one spoke, but the eyes looking at Li Yan began to become solemn.
The monk surnamed Sun was sweating like rain from the pain, and his black robe had already been lifted out of the water. His teeth gritted loudly, but he never let out a cry of pain. He saw that all the healing medicine he took out had no effect at all. No, there was shock and anger on his face, and then an inexplicable fear came to his mind. His expression changed several times, as if he was making some kind of decision.
Suddenly, Li Yan, who had been motionless with an expressionless face, took a step towards the monk surnamed Sun, and a cold voice echoed in the sky, "You can't cure my poison, even if the golden elixir monk comes, you can't cure it!" "
Li Yan's words made other monks present feel that this person was blowing nonsense and that Li Yan was mostly trying to scare the other party. However, they all also had extraordinary eyesight. Although they had more or less come into contact with some poisonous cultivators, they This was the first time they had seen the viciousness and viciousness of the poison in front of them, so although they felt that Li Yan was bragging, they also agreed that the poison was powerful.
In fact, Li Yan didn't say that his poison was the Nascent Soul cultivator, and he might not be able to do anything about it, but he didn't dare to say such big words casually.
Just as Li Yan took a step forward, the monk surnamed Sun also made a decision. He raised his head sharply and stared at Li Yan fiercely. Then his feet glowed with light, and his body quickly retreated towards the distance again. At the same time, with his left hand, He made a cut on the forearm of his right hand, and a small section of his arm, with a broken bone in his white gauze, fell from the air towards the lake with dots of silver light.
"Poison Cultivator, you are actually a Poison Cultivator, just wait for me, this matter is not over yet, we will meet each other in the future!" An unwilling voice came from the air, this person was ruthless and determined, and he could not detoxify at first sight. Just cut off a section of his arm from the elbow down, and then leave quickly.
Li Yan stopped and did not react at all to the words echoing in the air. Instead, he turned his head and glanced at the remaining eleven people standing above the center of the lake, then turned his gaze to the lake.
The two of them fought too quickly, and the result was beyond everyone's expectations. When the monk surnamed Sun left, many people had not yet reacted. Many people still didn't believe it, "Is this the end? That was a fake alchemy monk." Ah, how could you be defeated so neatly in just one face-to-face encounter?"
Until this moment, they looked at Li Yan with complicated eyes. "Poison Cultivators" were a group of monks they were least willing to provoke. They might not be strong in combat, or might not have a great reputation, but they often just like to kill people invisibly. , it can even be said that just by strolling in the courtyard, a powerful poisonous cultivator can even destroy a million troops with a raise of his hands.
Everyone here knows how to apply poison, but no one knows how Li Yan applied poison just now. Li Yan does not have any behavior that a poisoner should have, at least it is as easy as a poison cultivator in the foundation building stage cannot do. The style, and the poisonous domineering at the end, made them frightened. Melting the body of a fake elixir monk was as simple as the scorching sun melting a pile of snow.
Although the body of the fake alchemy monk cannot be said to be very hard, it still has to be compared with someone. Compared with ordinary people, no matter where you stand, no matter how much you chop it with a knife or an ax, it will not hurt even a hair. Under the full attack of the Lingbao magic weapon, the spell had no effect on the fake elixir monk. It was as hard as fine iron, but under Li Yan's poison, it was as easy as melting a pile of snow.
"You made me miss your little friendly trick, but you have to be careful. That person is the eldest disciple of the owner of 'Ghost Diao Villa'. His name is Sun Jiuhe, and his colleagues also call him 'Ghost Diao Villa'." Black Lotus', he didn't use the strongest killer this time, but it doesn't mean that his strength is like this."
Li Yan didn't care about the strange looks directed at him from all around, especially the book boy carrying a bamboo basket. He looked at Li Yan several times from head to toe at one glance and then at the other in disbelief. Li Yan felt Seeing the other party's unscrupulous gaze, he frowned and was about to ask. Although he didn't want to offend the frightening scholar in blue, he also didn't want to be looked at like this.
At this moment, an old voice rang in his ear, and someone came to him.
Li Yan looked around with his eyes. Although Duan Weiran on the other side did not look at him, he still lowered his head and looked at the lake, but Li Yan knew that it was this person who had sent the message.
"Ghost Eagle Black Lotus?" Li Yan thought for a while and asked via voice transmission.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Duan, for reminding me. I only have some small skills. They can only be used for self-protection. I just succeeded by luck. Could it be that Sun Jiuhe's most powerful magic weapon or magic is related to that black lotus?"
Duan Weiran still didn't look at Li Yan, but the old voice sounded in Li Yan's mind again, "Little trick? Hahaha, I'm so humble. Duan has seen dozens of poisonous cultivators instead of hundreds in more than a hundred years." Yes, but I have never seen the poisoning technique or the overbearingness of the poison. Is this the realm where the poisonous cultivator said that the poisonous shadow is blurred and the poison is invisible?
As for the luck you mentioned, it is indeed a bit of a fluke. If the other party knows that you are a poisonous cultivator, it may not be so simple for you to defeat him. Sun Jiuhe's famous magic weapon is a black lotus, which was obtained by his master. That is, it was refined by Liu Chongfeng, the owner of the 'Ghost Carving Villa'. This magic weapon contains a second-level peak evil-faced ghost carving as a tool spirit. It is a wind attribute monster. You can understand what I say. "
Li Yan listened to Duan Weiran's words at first. Although his face was still expressionless, he didn't agree with it in his heart. "The poisonous shadow disappears, and the poison emerges without a shadow." This is something that is very difficult for other poisonous cultivators to achieve through cultivation. A state that may not be reached in a lifetime.
Li Yan himself has truly reached the point where poison and body have become one, and all kinds of poisons have been completely integrated into his essence, blood, flesh and blood. Therefore, his method of applying poison definitely does not require pinching or using clever and quick techniques. By concealing the poisoning process, any kind of poison in the fragmented poison body can be released as long as the mind turns.
But when he heard the second half of Duan Wei's words, Li Yan was still shocked.
