Chapter 129 An Gong Huanyang Pill
"When you normally smile silly, you just show your teeth. It's really annoying the more you look at it..."
After Qianyuan's attack, Su Xiaoxian finally couldn't bear it anymore. Holding a breath in his chest, he received Qianyuan's palm on his shoulder. At the same time, he punched the opponent's chest with force, knocking Qianyuan away from the fight. Retreating: "It seems that you also know that emotional instability is a taboo for warriors."
Qianyuan only focused on talking happily, but he didn't expect that Su Xiaoxian suddenly switched to a strategy of exchanging injuries for injuries. He himself was already injured, and it was really uncomfortable to take this punch. He rubbed his chest and said:
"What's wrong? Are you angry now? It's not good to be angry too easily."
Su Xiaoxian's lips trembled and he said, "You really have no sense of shame."
"You're not a hairless kid anymore, why are you talking about being shameless? As long as I'm happy, everything is right!"
After Qianyuan finished speaking, he launched a soul attack on Su Xiaoxian.
It turns out that Qianyuan's wandering down was not for the purpose of doing harm. All he does is harass the other party, confuse their will, confuse their lust, and launch a spiritual attack at the moment when their consciousness is shaken, which can make the other party unable to defend themselves.
Sure enough, Su Xiaoxian was hit by his trick, and his eyes were blurred for a moment.
Qianyuan seized this moment and formed a wall of black flames above and around Su Xiaoxian. The bloody finger wrapped in black flames also appeared out of thin air within the wall of fire and pointed heavily at Su Xiaoxian.
The Qingyun Sect does not have a technique that allows people to launch soul attacks while in the chivalrous realm, but Su Xiaoxian's awe-inspiring sword intent makes his soul much more stable than in the ordinary chivalrous realm. He got rid of the soul shock in a time that exceeded the Qianyuan plan, and then forcibly opened the six-dimensional fire wall, and struck a blow with the Mingsha Breaking Finger.
However, due to insufficient preparation, he still suffered serious internal injuries when he fell to the ground.
"Aren't you going to draw your sword yet?"
When Qianyuan saw Su Xiaoxian falling, he bullied him again, leaving no time for the other party to breathe. Su Xiaoxian's fighting style today made him feel very strange. He was obviously a swordsman, but he had never drawn his sword from the beginning to the present. In fact, he had woken up quickly enough just now. If he had chosen to fight with the sword instead of fighting with fists and kicks, , he would not be seriously injured, but he still did not draw his sword.
Su Xiaoxian's abnormality began to make Qianyuan uneasy.
"It's not that time yet."
Su Xiaoxian still didn't use his sword in the rest of the battle, and even when he did, he didn't actively attack the opponent's vital points, but simply defended passively.
After several fights, Su Xiaoxian suffered more and more injuries, and Qianyuan also fought more and more crazily.
Finally, when Qianyuan saw the hope of killing Su Xiaoxian, Su Xiaoxian roared and formed a bloody palm in front of him. He swung his palm towards Qianyuan and sent him flying three feet away.
"Xue Ming Hand? Are you using the Black Flame Blood Ming Hand?"
Qianyuan was greatly shocked when he saw Su Xiaoxian using his magic skills. He could feel that it was not only the performance of the technique, but also the coordination of internal energy. But who can teach such an important skill to Su Xiaoxian?
Then, under Qianyuan's gaze, Su Xiaoxian took out a pill from his arms.
"This pill is called An Gong Huanyang Pill." Su Xiaoxian said, "Taking it will help you recover from your injuries quickly."
The moment the elixir was taken out, Qianyuan smelled the scent of An Gong Huanyang elixir from the fragrance of the elixir. Unexpectedly, this guy actually came with An Gong Huanyang Pill. Qianyuan's heart twitched when he thought that the damage he had done to the other party with all his strength would soon be repaired by a pill.
After a battle until now, he was also a little exhausted. His heart was beating rapidly in his chest, his nose and throat were gasping for fresh air like crazy, his whole body was as hot as fire, and sweat was sliding from the top of his head to his forehead, and the sweat on his forehead flowed into his eyes.
"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!" Qianyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and laughed, "You actually brought medicine to fight me? What? I knew from the beginning that I couldn't defeat your master, so I prepared medicine for myself in advance. ? I tell you, it’s useless. Even if you take ten or a hundred An Gong Huanyang Pills, you won’t be able to change the fate of being killed by me today. Do you still remember the master’s mantra? Your master, I like it the most Kill the so-called geniuses in the world. It is just used to kill you, the dog I keep beside me, which is still overkill. You should feel lucky that I value you!"
Just as he was talking, the An Gong Huanyang Pill in Su Xiaoxian's hand was thrown out. An Gong Huanyang Pill, which exuded a strong medicinal fragrance, drew a wonderful arc in the air and landed on Qianyuan's chest.
Before Qianyuan's brain had time to reflect the reason, his hand had already stretched out and caught the pill firmly.
"Is this elixir poisonous?"
After Qianyuan realized that he had taken the elixir, he quickly threw the elixir out of his hand, but as soon as the elixir was released, he began to regret it. Although An Gong Huanyang Pill is hard to find, he has taken quite a few. He was too familiar with the aura of An Gong Huanyang Pill. The elixir he had just thrown away was not only non-toxic, but also of high quality. As long as he adjusted his breath for a moment after taking it, his combat power could be restored to the level before the battle in a short time.
No, it should be better than the level before the battle.
Seeing Qianyuan's reaction, Su Xiaoxian sneered again and said: "This pill is not poisonous."
"Why did you give me this elixir?" Qianyuan asked.
"I know you are injured, and you don't want to win without force."
"What is your purpose?"
"I'm here to take away your position as the devil."
"Haha! Do you really think I will believe you?" Qianyuan said, "If you want to replace me and become the Holy Son of the Demon Clan, why don't you replace me while I'm seriously injured? Leave the medicine to me? Do you really think I'm ten? A two- or three-year-old boy?"
"Hmph! It looks about the same." Su Xiaoxian actually laughed, and it could be seen that he was in a good mood. Then he coughed and grimaced again.
Su Xiaoxian's abnormal behavior once again made Qianyuan feel uneasy. He looked at the An Gong Huanyang Pill that he threw on the ground, and then assessed his little physical strength left. After some hesitation, he picked up the elixir on the ground.
"Do you want a fair duel?" Qianyuan asked him.
"Yes." Su Xiaoxian replied coldly and arrogantly.
"You have learned the skills of the Demon Cult because you passed the test of the Demon Cult by the leader?"
"yes."
"You didn't draw your sword just now. Were you injured on purpose to equalize our injuries?"
"yes."
Qianyuan looked at the elixir in his hand again.
