Even Duan Weiran shook his head slightly. The gap between Li Yan and the other party's realm was too big. He was sighing at Li Yan's ignorance of the sky and the earth. Young people can't suffer the slightest loss. What's the use of just talking about it?
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 it is easy to talk and have a bright face will be useless. If you want to escape at the next moment, you will have no chance. Young Master has made a mistake this time. This person may have some extraordinary abilities, but his experience against the enemy is extremely poor."
Bu Luo also had a lot of contempt in his eyes, and he didn't know why his young master said that this person was so powerful. He thought that this person was hiding his strength like himself before, but since he couldn't break out of the spiritual power cage arranged by the enemy, it was obvious that his realm and cultivation were no match for an immortal technique that he could easily arrange.
Although Li Yan did not take a complete step, after half a step, one claw of monk surnamed Sun that was originally grabbing at his neck missed, while the other five fingers that were grabbing at the top of his head were staggered, and one claw was grabbing Li Yan's shoulder. As the saying goes, a slight difference can make a huge difference, and monk surnamed Sun was not able to twist off Li Yan's head.
But this is nothing to the monk surnamed Sun. In fact, he has captured Li Yan. He let out a strange laugh "hoohohoho", and the five fingers holding Li Yan fiercely closed inward. The other palm quickly raised again, and two evil-faced ghost sculptures appeared on its arms. They looked up to the sky and let out a long roar. Their faces were ugly and ferocious, and their eyes were shining with an excited and lustful luster.
And at the same time that the two evil-faced ghost eagles emerged from the arms of the monk surnamed Sun, there was another loud scream, the sound shook the sky, and it instantly drowned out the roar of the evil-faced ghost eagles. The power was even more powerful, but the tone was filled with fear.
Everyone felt that there was something wrong with this sound, and then the figure of the monk surnamed Sun quickly retreated back 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.
When monks get to the Foundation Establishment Realm, life and death are often a matter of lightning and flint when they fight each other. What's more, Li Yan and monk surnamed Sun are already very close to each other, and the attacks from both sides are even more rapid and unpredictable.
While everyone was confused and still stunned in place, the prison that originally trapped Li Yan collapsed instantly, and then Li Yan turned around expressionlessly. He said coldly
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Looking at the monk surnamed Sun who was retreating violently, his face was still as calm as water, with no trace 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 such a scene, the monk surnamed Sun could no longer care about the pain. He quickly slapped Storage Pouch with his left hand, and dozens of bottles and jars flew out. He desperately used his spiritual power to open the bottle caps, then 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 was like a pavilion or a mountain.
"Poison cultivator!" People can never speak as fast as they think. Two words came to everyone's mind immediately.
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 the fingers to the arm, there was more and more silver liquid. The monk surnamed Sun only had a short time to pour the medicine, and only the wrist to the arm was left in his right hand. However, he used all the antidotes he carried, but they 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 Establishment 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, and his black robes had already been lifted from the water. He gritted his teeth, but he did not cry out in pain. Seeing that all the healing medicine he took out had no effect at all, his face was shocked and angry, and then an inexplicable fear came to his mind. His expression changed a few 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. His cold voice echoed across the sky, "You can't cure my poison, even if monk Golden Core Realm comes, you can't cure it!"
Li Yan's words made the other monks present feel that this person was boasting and that Li Yan was mostly trying to scare the other party. However, they all also had extraordinary eyesight. Although they had been exposed to some poison cultivators, this was the first time they had seen the viciousness and viciousness of the poison in front of them. Therefore, although they felt that Li Yan was boasting, they also agreed with the power of this poison.
In fact, Li Yan didn't say that his poison was Nascent Soul Cultivator, and there might not be anything he could do 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 into the distance again. At the same time, he made a stroke with his left hand on his right forearm, and a small arm with a broken bone cut in white gauze fell from the air to the lake with silver light.
"Poison Cultivator, you are 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 decisive. When he saw that he could not detoxify, he cut off a section of his own arm from the elbow down, and then left 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 attention to the lake.
The fight between the two was too fast, and the result was beyond everyone's expectations. When the monk surnamed Sun left, many people had not yet reacted, and many people still didn't believe it. "Is this the end? Is that a fake alchemy monk? He was defeated so neatly in just one encounter?"
Until this moment, they looked at Li Yan with complicated eyes, "Poison Cultivators", a group of monks that they were least willing to provoke. They may not have strong combat power, or they may not have a great reputation, but they often like to kill people invisibly, and they can even be said to be strolling around. A powerful Poison Cultivator can even destroy millions of armies with a single move of his hands.
Everyone here knows how to apply poison, but no one knows how Li Yan used poison just now. Li Yan did not show any behavior that a poisoner should have, at least in a way that Foundation Establishment Realm poison cultivator could not do with ease. Also, the domineering nature of the poison at the end made them frightened. Melting the body of a fake elixir cultivator was as easy as melting a pile of snow in the scorching sun.
Although the body of the fake alchemy monk cannot be said to be very hard, it still has to be compared with others. 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. Even if the Foundation Establishment Early Stage monk is attacked with all his strength without using the spiritual treasure magic weapon, the magic will have no effect on the fake alchemy monk. It is said to be as hard as fine iron, but under the poison of Li Yan, it is as easy as melting a pile of snow.
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r> "You made me miss you with your little friendly trick, but you have to be careful. That person is the eldest disciple of the owner of "Ghost Eagle Villa", his name is Sun Jiuhe, and his colleagues also call him "Ghost Eagle 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 thrown at him from all around, especially the book boy carrying a bamboo basket. He was so unbelievable that one glance at him and the next looked at Li Yan from head to toe. After watching it several times, Li Yan felt the unscrupulous gaze of the other party, frowned, and was about to ask. Although he did not want to offend the frightening scholar in blue, he also did not want to be looked at like this.
At this moment, an old voice rang in his ear, and someone came to him.
Li Yan Xun Sheng looked 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 transmitted the message.
"Ghost Eagle Black Lotus?" Li Yan thought for a moment and asked via voice transmission.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Duan, for reminding me. I only have some trivial skills. They can only be used for self-protection. I just succeeded by luck. Could it be that Sun Jiuhe's strongest Dharma Treasure or immortal technique 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, "A little trick? Hahaha, I'm so humble. Duan has seen dozens of poisonous cultivators, not hundreds, but I have never seen him in poisoning techniques or poisonous overbearing. Is this the realm where poisonous cultivators say "the shadow of poison is blurred, and the poison is invisible".
As for the luck you mentioned, it's really 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 fame Dharma Treasure is a black lotus, which was created by his master, the "Ghost Diao Mountain" The owner of the village, Liu Chongfeng, made it for him. This Dharma Treasure contains a second-level peak evil-faced ghost sculpture Artifact Spirit. That is a wind attribute Demon Beast. You can understand what I say. "
Li Yan Listening to Duan Weiran's words at first, although there was still no expression on his face, he didn't think so in his heart. "The poisonous shadow disappears, and the poison emerges without a shadow." This is a state that is difficult for other poisonous cultivators to reach through practice, and may not be achieved in their 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 Essence Blood's flesh and blood. Therefore, he definitely doesn't need to use magic tricks to apply poison, nor does he need to use clever and fast techniques to cover up the poisoning process. As long as his mind is turning, he can release any of the poisons in Disjointed Poison Body.
But when he heard the second half of Duan Wei's words, Li Yan was still shocked.