As a result, the choice Zhao Xuanji made was really to fall!

Use the hand that originally climbed along the eaves to block the Necronic's knife-wielding hand, while the other hand tightly tugged at the Necromancy. His body fell downstairs, pulling the necro to fall with him.

But the necromancer's reaction was indeed fast enough, and the hand holding the knife suddenly stabbed at Zhao Xuanji's other hand, at a weird and tricky angle. Zhao Xuanji had to let go, anyway, the necromancer himself had already fallen, and everyone was half a catty.

It's just that at the same time as it fell, the necromancer took out a large handful of sharp iron thistles and sprinkled it on Zhao Xuanji's head and face below. Necronomicon is a guy who can do everything, he can use any means, and he is very proficient in using it, so it's no wonder he's a tricky top killer.

And Zhao Xuanji, who had nowhere to borrow strength in the air, naturally couldn't dodge, and hit two thistles on his arm. It hurts enough, but the key is that there is still poison on this thing! Although Zhao Xuanji is not sure, he guesses that it will be like this, a guy who doesn't care about any means, it would be strange if he didn't use poison in the secret weapon.

"Wait for you to die!" was the first thing the Necronomicon said here today. The voice is slightly harsh and eerie and harsh. After saying that, the guy rolled on the ground, slipped a few meters out of the grass and stood up again. He chose to leave for now, but not to abandon the mission. Because if it was Zhao Xuanji who was fighting against him, then his mission today would probably be completed, because the poison on the thistle terrestris was very deadly.

On tiptoe, he jumped out with a whoosh, and he needed to wait outside for Zhao Xuanji's death. He didn't dare to leave entanglement, because he obviously felt that Zhao Xuanji's actual combat strength surpassed him, and even the sick tiger Yibo after being injured was estimated to be able to hit him hard.

It's just that at the same time as he just jumped out, Zhao Xuanji, who landed on the ground, also chased after him, and the rainstorm mourning needle in his hand burst out, turning the back of the necromancer into a hedgehog.

Only you are allowed to use hidden weapons?

The running necromancer's eyes widened, and they tried to speed away. If both sides are poisonous, it's over. In fact, Zhao Xuanji's rainstorm funeral needle is only a paralyzing and dizzying effect, but the necromancer himself does not know.

Zhao Xuanji immediately stopped chasing, because as the exercise intensified, the toxins would flow faster to all parts of the body. One of the things that he has more advantages over the necromantic now is that he has a powerful assistant, Murong Xiaoshu!

The small tree flashed out of the shadows on one side and rushed head-on at the necromancers trying to escape. The two of them fought intensively one by one, and they were inseparable. A killer can face Murong Xiaoshu head-on, and this actual combat power is already extremely perverted. He even found an opportunity to retreat, and quickly rushed into the black grove opposite.

Xiaoshu also chased in, and Zhao Xuanji was worried about Xiaoshu's safety and followed as well.

As a result, when they reached the grove, the necrons were unlucky. Because he was not very familiar with the situation inside, he could only break in the dark, and the poison of the poison needle would accelerate the attack.

On the contrary, Xiaoshu relied on his amazing ear power to hear and distinguish the position without his eyes, so he stopped this guy in the blink of an eye. The effect of this unexpected attack was very good, and the necrons were now starting to get dizzy, so they were kicked back by the tree.

happened to meet Zhao Xuanji, who came from behind, and was kicked over again. However, Zhao Xuanji's foot was heavy enough, and he directly kicked the necromancer half to death, lying on the ground and never getting up again.

At this time, Zhao Xuanji was really a little apprehensive. After recovering his strength, he is always a little arrogant and arrogant, but there are masters in the rivers and lakes, and it is right to be cautious at all times. It is important to know that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky, and today is a very valuable lesson.

It was the skillful knotting and tying method that tied the dead into a rice dumpling again.

"That's good, boy, it's really two. Zhao Xuanji patted the necromancer's face and sneered, "What about the antidote on the tribulus terrestris? ”

Necromancer sneered: "You don't think about it! I admit it today, but you also have to die with me, hahaha! Your ability is indeed beyond my imagination, but so what, you still have to die, I still maintain a 100% mission completion rate!"

Zhao Xuanji slapped him on the mouth, so that his mouth was bloody, and he loosened two teeth. Then I rummaged back and forth on him, but found no antidote.

A psychopathic killer who is bent on killing people only carries poison and no antidote.

If you rush to the place where the necromancer lives and search it, you might be able to find it, but if you waste so much time, I'm afraid it's already a poisonous attack.

"You just wait for death, hehe!" the necromancer's face was swollen into a pig's head, and he still didn't forget it. Even the guy looked at the little tree disgustingly, revealing that undisguised beastly desire.

He is just a pervert, and it is estimated that his psychology is completely pathological, and he can't be dealt with with common sense at all.

Of course, the possibility of getting the antidote from him is almost zero, and Zhao Xuanji has seen and understood this sick guy.

"I guess it's going to disappoint you. Zhao Xuanji sneered, took out a small bottle of powdered medicine from his pocket, and sprinkled some on the wound.

The necromancer was also dumbfounded: "You don't even know what poison is, how can you prescribe the right medicine?"

Zhao Xuanji: "This is not an antidote, just a medicine to stop the spread of poison." Apply this and the poison around the wound will stop spreading. And those that have just spread out should not cause much harm to the body. ”

The doses that have spread out are not very large, and with Zhao Xuanji's strong physical fitness and immunity, he should be able to resist the past.

Of course, this medicinal powder must also be extremely precious, and it can be seen by Zhao Xuanji carefully taking it out and putting it away.

At this time, Zhao Xuanji found a knife, and after simply roasting and disinfecting it with fire, he ripped off the skin tissue on the two wounds on his arm that had begun to be a little erosive and blackened, and he could see that the eyes of the little tree next to him were black and his heart was beating faster. But Zhao Xuanji himself talked and laughed freely, as if he didn't care.

Two small pieces of peanut-sized carrion were stripped of their skin, and then Zhao Xuanji used a lighter to burn the blade of the knife to a hot fire, scalding it on the fresh wound a few times, and it smoked. The little tree is getting bigger and bigger, and I don't know what the steps are.

The necromancer was also scared to death, and Xindao encountered a hard stubble today. He himself is indeed not afraid of death, but ask himself, if he goughed the flesh on his arm to cure the poison and burn it, he would definitely not be able to be so calm and calm.

Then it was bandaged briefly, people like Zhao Xuanji and Xiaoshu have medicine to stop bleeding, and the few Tianhetai bodyguards who stayed behind also have it, these are not difficult.

Zhao Xuanji shook his fist, and sure enough, he felt much better. Although the head is still a little dizzy, it has gradually become lighter, indicating that the toxin that has just spread out is being dissolved by the body.

At this time, Zhao Xuanji asked Xiaoshu to hurry to ventilate outside the room and remove the poisonous gas in the room. He himself kicked the necromancer: "Tell me, how much ransom can I ask your organization." ”

"I don't have a penny, I don't have an organization, I work alone......"

Your sister...... Zhao Xuanji's eyes were a little black, even darker than when he was poisoned.