The water column rushed up several feet, and the water sprayed violently.

Yang Guohan didn't seem to expect that his palm would make such a big move.

However, the foundation building period monk reacted extremely quickly, and he quickly turned around to avoid the "Alchemy Technique" that had just arrived from getting wet.

At this moment, from behind the waterfall, cyan lightning bolts were shot!

"Chill!" Yang Guohan turned his back to the waterfall, but still felt it.

It's just that the cyan lightning came too fast, and with a pop, it didn't enter Yang Guohan's right shoulder.

Although Yang Guohan moved his body slightly, he still couldn't avoid the blow.

Rumble!

The fat body, at least a tenth of it was blown up.

That is, starting from the right shoulder, which was blown off.

The chest and back were also blown to a bloody blur.

Steward Yang howled wildly and almost fell.

He strengthened his true qi and twisted his body.

Woohoo!

A series of punches and kicks fell on Steward Yang one after another.

The other party did not give him a chance to shoot at all.

Steward Yang took two steps back.

It seems that this punch and kick are not very powerful, and they don't shake people away.

But only the parties concerned understand how much true qi is contained in it.

This punch is very yin, and it occurs directly in the human body, not giving the opponent a chance to fly back and unload his strength.

With a click, Steward Yang's legs made a crisp sound and he sat down on the ground.

The punch shattered his leg bone.

"It's so ruthless!" Yang Guohan supported his body with one hand and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

A cyan dagger was pointed at his throat.

A young man in a yellow shirt and white face stared at him coldly.

"Your realm is above me, and I won't lose unjustly." Steward Yang snorted, "I'm just unwilling to underestimate that Xu Yan!" ”

"He's been killed by you." Jing Changhuan said coldly.

"I've never been sure if this guy really has a bad brain, or if he's pretending to be crazy and stupid, but I just think that he has low skills, and I can't help me, but I didn't expect that there would be a person like you behind the scenes!" Steward Yang gritted his teeth, "Your Excellency is from a famous family, why bother so much to design a small role for me!" ”

Jing Changhuan snorted: "I didn't design you, and I didn't know this person before. ”

Steward Yang was stunned: "So he's not from the Xianmen?" ”

"He's just a mortal frantically looking for an opportunity, and I'm lucky he got it." Jing Changhuan showed a proud expression again.

As soon as you enter the immortal gate, you will naturally have contempt for these secular people.

Although ten years ago, Jing Changhuan was just an ordinary person.

Jing Changhuan stretched out his hand, and the "Alchemy" that fell on the ground reached his hand.

"Why do you want to kill this man when he offers cheats?" Jing Changhuan asked lightly while flipping through it.

Yang Guohan looked at the short sword in front of his throat, and a cold light shot out of his eyes: "No matter if he is really stupid or pretending to be stupid, it is somewhat useful to accept him as an apprentice, but it is ......"

"I'm a believer, since this kid appeared, I haven't been smooth, such a nemesis, I will kill!" The fat butler suddenly shouted hard.

Gram, it's too much.

A good restaurant steward, who has been highly used by his master for two years, but within a few days, he inexplicably encountered a crisis of death.

And it looks like it's going to die.

"Cultivators, my fate is up to me!" Jing Changhuan also expressed contempt for this fat man.

A small sect born in a border wilderness area, even if it reaches the foundation building period, it is just an ignorant barbarian.

"Alright, hand over everything you've got on you—you don't have to do it!" After Jing Changhuan finished speaking, he stretched out his palm and grabbed it.

A few feet away, the things on Yang Guohan's body were sucked into the hands of the young swordsman one by one.

Pill bottles, medicine bottles or medicine bottles.

Jing Changhuan frowned slightly, held his breath, and wrapped the bottles in a cloth.

"Where's your cheats?" Jing Changhuan stared at Yang Guohan with a cold light.

"There are no cheats, my exercises and experiences are all in my head, and I don't have the habit of taking notes." Yang Guohan rolled his eyes and looked at the sky.

"You just said you did." Jing Changhuan exuded a chill from his body.

"That's a lie to that kid." After Yang Guohan finished speaking, his body suddenly shook.

It's so regrettable to think about it now.

If he didn't say that he had cheats on him, would this yellow-shirted swordsman still make a move?

In fact, the realm of the two sides is not far apart, and there are not enough benefits, who wants to take risks.

"You stop the bleeding for me first to stabilize the injury, and I will slowly tell you the secret technique of the master." Yang Guohan felt Jing Changhuan's killing intent and hurriedly said.

"I'll listen," Jing Changhuan said coldly, "If you don't finish talking before the blood runs out, you're looking for your own death." ”

Yang Guohan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Normally, he should ask Jing Changhuan to swear and let himself go.

But he didn't.

Yang Guohan began to narrate the mantra.

Jing Changhuan listened quietly, and his expression remained unchanged.

Although he has not been exposed to alchemy much, and he does not know much about cooking and poisoning, he can still have a preliminary judgment on the mantra involving luck.

These mantras should be true, and they are not of poor quality.

If nothing else, go back and ponder carefully for a few days, and have the opportunity to consult the seniors in the door, and you will be able to have a few more specialties.

At worst, you can also gain the favor of some seniors.

After so many years at the bottom of the Qingyun Sword League, and being assigned to a small county town, it was easy to have a chance to get ahead, and I was very excited to think about it.

The usually cool yellow-shirted swordsman couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Without treatment, I really won't be able to live." Yang Guohan suddenly stopped reciting.

"You think you can blackmail me?" Jing Changhuan raised his head and sneered: "Your so-called secret technique is nothing in my eyes, the reason why I have listened to it for so long is to wait for your injuries to become serious, lest you still have the strength to fight to the death!" ”

"Sure enough, he deserves to be a famous disciple." Steward Yang looked at the flying sword in front of him and showed a weird smile: "It's a pity, you don't know that I'm also waiting." ”

"What are you waiting for?" Jing Changhuan raised his eyebrows, and then, his face changed.

It's really angry, it's not smooth!

"Poisoned!" Jing Changhuan's eyes widened, and he quickly urged the flying sword.

"Whew!" A black whirring thing erupted from Yang Guohan's mouth.

Jing Changhuan was determined to solve this threat that was good at using poison, and after the flying sword was launched, he tilted his head slightly.

The piece passed past Jing Changhuan's ear, dripping a few drops of liquid.

"Uh~" Yang Guohan finally failed to win the opportunity to turn the tables, and his head was cut off by a flying sword.

"What he squirted just now, it seems to be...... Gall bladder! Jing Changhuan thought about it for a moment, and his face became extremely ugly.

Quickly taking off his bile-stained coat, Jing Changhuan sat down on the spot and examined himself.

"After being so far away, I sucked the medicine bottle away, and there was not much left of his poisoning methods, but he still let me be poisoned so deeply!" Soon, Jing Changhuan gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.

"However, if you want to use poison to kill my sixth-layer immortal sect disciple, you are still almost!" Jing Changhuan closed his eyes and began to settle deeply and detoxify the poison.

The mountains and forests are quiet again.

However, at some point, a "corpse" floated on the waterhole behind the yellow-shirted swordsman.

Silver light, shot from the hands of the "corpse".

Just like a copy of the previous scene, silver light shot into Jing Changhuan's shoulder! Explode!