Seeing that Helian Peng Yue was angered by Jiang Ning's words and abandoned himself, Hu Yanfeng was not pretentious, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, mobilizing his fighting spirit into his body, wanting to wear out those flying insects.

The addition of battle intent cannot be said to have no effect, but it is only that the poisonous insects in the body have become slower when they bite the flesh and release toxins, that's all, in terms of effect, it is much inferior to Xu Nan's mountain true intent, this is the difference in characteristics between true intentions.

In this regard, Hu Yanfeng was also quite helpless.

The torture house is located in the Tianlu prairie in the north of the mainland, the folk customs are simple and bold, and even the knife technique with the torture house is also a big open and close, and the way to break ten thousand laws is broken.

Relatively speaking, the delicate work of expelling poisonous insects and toxins from the body is tantamount to forcing the axe to play with embroidery needles, which is quite difficult for a strong man.

But this poisonous insect entered the body, and Jiang Ning, who had a seven-colored spark, was stopped halfway by Yuan Liu'er, and Li Fuyao, who could help him freeze the poisonous insect in his body with cold air, had entered a white-hot battle at this moment, and his opponent Chiguli's basic attributes were top-notch, especially the strength, which surpassed Li Fuyao a lot, with the speed of his moves and the advantage of the second knife flow, he was barely able to make a draw, and he had no time to be distracted.

Hu Yanfeng knew that this time, he could only look at himself.

The previous battle with Helian Peng Yue caused the speed of his blood and qi to increase dramatically, so that the poisonous insects in his body had grown greatly in a very short period of time, and they also took the opportunity to flow almost all over his body along the meridians.

When fighting, I could only forcibly endure it, but now as soon as I sit down on my knees, I only feel dizzy.

The colder the place, the less life with toxins, except for a small number of scorpions, centipedes and poisonous snakes in the Tianlu prairie in the north, the rest of the poisons cannot be said to be none, but compared to the south, especially in the Southern Tang Dynasty, Dashu, Tianfeng and the land of thousands of seedlings in the south, the density of poison is almost negligible, so whether it is the inheritance of the torture house itself, or Hu Yanfeng's own income, there are few means that can fight against poisonous insects and toxins, which makes him have a headache at the moment.

Between the continuous exercises, the loss of qi and blood true yuan intensified, and the body's ability to resist was further lost, Hu Yanfeng's body swayed, and he began to sit unsteadily.

In a trance, he seemed to see a familiar voice jumping up to him, smiling and pulling at his clothes, his big eyes shining with stars.

"Huyan, I want to eat noodles!"

The girl in front of her seemed to be real, she pouted aggrievedly, and complained that she only had meat with him.

"Can't sleep!"

Hu Yanfeng shook his head laboriously, and the fantasy in front of him suddenly disappeared.

The little tail is no longer by his side after all.

He still couldn't protect her after all.

After the sword pool parted, the team chasing them still came in waves.

If the sixth layer of the void failed, another team of the ninth layer of the void came, and the nine layers of the void did not succeed, and another team of the first layer of Yuandan, and so on

Repeatedly, endlessly.

The sword he had taken from the pool of swords, which he had used as a sword, was broken again.

Hu Yanfeng just took the little tail and killed all the way, advanced all the way, and finally came to the Star Pole Realm.

But that time, it seemed that the person behind the curtain was impatient, and what came to the two of them was an existence whose strength was comparable to that of the Divine Elephant Realm, and in front of that woman, he had no power to fight back.

The little tail was taken away like this, leaving no trace of it.

At that time, for the first time in his life, Hu Yanfeng complained a little about the old man who didn't care about his own.

Why did I beat the little one and the old one, and then I beat the old one and then the older one, and then I was beaten by someone else, and you didn't come to vent my anger on me?

Fuck the manly husband to solve his own affairs, and the father doesn't even care about his son's life or death, and he still acts as a fart father?

Although the old man is not a father but a master, he has no son and no father himself, Hu Yanfeng has always only regarded him as a father, not a master.

But no matter how fierce and ruthless he scolded, the old man still hid in the Tianlu grassland and peeked at the little lady's buttocks, and he couldn't hear half a sentence.

In the end, it's up to him.

Just like in the ring today, a lot of the time, it's not that people don't want to help you, they just can't reach you.

His head became dizzy, his eyes blurred, and he was shaking, but Hu Yanfeng still didn't give up.

"What else can I use? What else can I use?"

At this time, his eyes were cloudy, his qi and blood were declining, but he kept asking himself in his heart:

What else can I use?

Is there any other way to get rid of those damn bugs?

The fur boy thought of a picture.

It was the night before he set out, and the old man took him to the basement that had been dug at some point under the hut, and the last thing he saw.

In the empty basement, there was only one picture.

The picture depicts a turquoise pond with sparse lotus leaves and nine fish of different colors frolicking back and forth among the lotus bushes.

The old man said that it was called "Nine Pictures", and after going out, when he understood it, he could come back.

The old man didn't say if he could come back if he couldn't comprehend it.

Hu Yanfeng knew that the answer was no.

The old man said that he was his seventh disciple, and the first six had all died on the mainland, and if he was also dead, then he would go to the grassland to find the eighth, and if the eighth one was also dead, then he would go to the ninth, and if the ninth one was also dead, then he would find a place for his wife and children to be on the kang, because it was time for the torture house to perish.

"Old man!" Hu Yanfeng looked at the ordinary painting that could no longer be ordinary, and wondered: "There are clearly nine fish in the painting, wouldn't it be more appropriate to call it "Nine Fish Picture"?"

The old man shook his head, and only insisted that this painting was called "Nine Rutu", and when he figured it out, it was almost time to comprehend it.

Hu Yanfeng pursed his purple lips, but the smile spread between his eyebrows.

"Such as mountains such as mongeons, such as hills and mausoleums. If the river is here, it will not increase

。 ”

"Like the moon is constant, like the rising of the sun. Such as the longevity of Nanshan, it does not collapse. Such as the pine and cypress of the luxuriant, there is no lack or inheritance. ”

The strong battle intent on his body dissipated, Hu Yanfeng's cloudy eyes suddenly became as bright as the moon, the seals on his hands changed, and the vigorous sword qi in his body suddenly turned into nine and nine, constantly differentiating, until it became as thin as a gossamer and less than one hundredth of a hair.

Millions of tiny knife qi wandered between the flesh and flesh, periosteum, skin and meridians, in less than three breaths, the poisonous insects were all dead, the toxins were gone, the dust fruit on the half of the tree eaten in the sword pool, the medicinal power hidden in the body was constantly stimulated, the injuries on Hu Yanfeng's body were gone, and his cultivation was even promoted to the peak of the star pole in one go!

Hu Yanfeng smiled lightly, with a hint of relief in his heart.

"Dead old man, you probably don't have to go to the eighth apprentice. ”

(End of chapter)