The Tang Sect has been a very bottomless sect since ancient times, and because there is no bottom line, people in the martial arts love and hate it. But that was all before the feudal society, and today's Tang Sect has long been a behemoth that no one dares to mess with.

Regarding the Tang Sect's strange poison thousand-year-old tears, this is a kind of martial arts person who has been handed down by the Tang Sect for a hundred years, specializing in concocting and cultivating internal strength. Its toxicity alone is not very strong, and it is mainly strengthened according to the strength of the internal force in the victim's body or the strength of the true qi after the birth.

The thousand-year-old tears are like an equation, the toxicity is 50x, and the toxicity intensity after poisoning is y, and now Li Yan is so sad, the acquired internal force provided by Wu Zizhang for him is now his urging Yama.

Looking at Li Yan, who fell to the ground, Ling Ningle didn't care about him, seeing that he couldn't die for a while, so he turned around to check the injuries of the three young men. Seeing the different degrees of sword wounds on the three people's bodies, Ling Ningle praised Li Yan's strength, if he comprehended the sword intent, the corpses of these three people in front of him might be cold.

It's a pity that there aren't so many ifs in this world.

Ling Ningle took out the gold sore medicine and threw it to the young man, and said lightly: "Ling Yang, I need you to give me an explanation for today's matter. After the young man named Ling Yang received Ling Ningle's medicine, he lowered his head guiltily.

At this time, Li Yan, who was lying on the ground, was still awake, but he had been suppressing the toxin that made his body hot and painful. Now Li Yan didn't dare to mention a trace of internal force against the enemy, and finally calmed down, once he used it, it would make the toxin explode again.

Li Yan simply lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, and then quietly watched Baidu's next development. There are dozens of results, and after a cursory look, most of them were caused by his own sword sneak attack after Ling Ningle came over, and only a very small part of them lasted until Li Jianming arrived.

The situation is not optimistic, and after calming down the three of them, Ling Ningle will definitely rush over immediately to give himself a heartbeat.

What to do? Li Yan restrained the breath of his whole body, trying his best to look like a corpse, he couldn't fight hard at this time. Now there are only two ways to go in front of me, one is to pretend to be dead and consume time, and the other is to escape and hide now.

According to the results of his own search and now escape, Baidu maps appear in his mind, next to them are routes and results.

From the first point onwards, Li Yan only saw the result of his own death. There are eight paragraphs in the entry, and you have to die eight times?

If he didn't dare to move now, Li Yan really wanted to cover his face and sigh, this dull life!

But I can't wait any longer, even if I know I'm going to die, I have to fight. Li Yan gritted his teeth fiercely, a carp straightened up, picked up the Zhitian Sword, released a sword rhyme to cover himself, and then stepped on the moon and turned around, and quickly flew out of Ling Ningle's line of sight.

Ling Ningle easily dodged Jian Yun and squinted at Li Yan's figure that was gradually moving away. He turned his back to the three and said, "You guys go first, and I'll kill him." ”

Ling Yang snorted with some hesitation: "Can you catch it alive?" Ling Ningle shook his head and said, "He has to pay the price!" After saying that, he used his body to fly away.

Li Yan was like playing a horror game, and he didn't dare to look back, for fear that Ling Ningle, the noodle man, would stand behind him and give him a look. Resisting the urge to vomit blood, with the help of the Baidu map in his mind, he turned left and right, and entered the place where abandoned vehicles were hoarded the most.

This place has the most shelters, and it is the easiest to block the hidden weapons of the Tang Gate. Li Yan leaned closely behind a car, adjusting his internal force while observing the movements around him.

You can't stay here for a long time, Li Yan only stayed for a while and ran out, and if he couldn't wait for Li Jianming to come, he could run out by himself.

Just when Li Yan was glad that he could escape, a crossbow arrow broke through the air, and Li Yan narrowly avoided the crossbow arrow that was aimed at his heart.

He turned around and clutched his chest, swallowing the blood that was pouring down his throat. Staring coldly at Ling Ningle who was slowly walking in front of him, his sword qi was ready to strike.

"It's hard for me to imagine that you'll be able to survive this long after being poisoned, but it's not long, and you'll be killed by me soon." Ling Ningle sneered.

Li Yan didn't speak, not because he didn't bother to speak, but because he was afraid that he would vomit blood as soon as he opened his mouth. Ling Ningle saw that Li Yan ignored him, so he was no longer bored, and raised his crossbow arrow to give Li Yan the final blow.

Li Yan also raised the Heavenly Sword in the same way, and a sword qi was raised vertically, and it was this gap that Li Yan pulled out and withdrew again.

Ling Ningle's face was unhappy, obviously fed up with Li Yan's retreat. No longer retained, his body stretched out sharply like an arrow off the string, rushing straight towards Li Yan.

Li Yan was running away, and his mind was also retrieving the possibility of his escape, and after learning that he would be kicked to the ground by Ling Ningle, Li Yan was already engrossed in preparing to dodge Ling Ningle's kick in the back.

A gust of cold wind hit his back, and it was at this time that Li Yan, who was nervous, rolled in embarrassment and dodged this kick. But this is not over, just when Li Yan dodged his kick, Ling Ningle did a front somersault to the place where Li Yan got up, and then kicked Li Yan down

Li Yan finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of poisonous blood at this moment, and then his body fell to the ground uncontrollably, and the last trace of consciousness Li Yan only saw his Baidu system turn into a white light, and then shattered like a mirror, maybe he was really going to die.

Ling Ningle clenched his fists, and the steel crossbow on his wrist was wound and aimed at the back of Li Yan's head.

At this time, a car light hit Ling Ningle's face, and the dazzling light made Ling Ningle cover his face with his hand, and the steel crossbow on his wrist was also missed because of this, and the whole arrow was completely inserted into the ground next to the unconscious Li Yan's head.

Two men got out of the car, it was Li Jianming and Chi Jun.

Li Jianming's face was gloomy and he walked quickly to Li Yan, who fell to the ground, he helped Li Yan up, saw his purple-black blood and pale face, raised his head and said in a cold voice: "Tangmen thousand years of tears? What a means! ”

Ling Ningle's face turned pale, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Li has taken it a little too far!" "When he went down the mountain, the senior in the door once told him that there were two people in LS City that could not be messed with, that is, the two people in front of him.

Ling Ningle glanced at Li Yan, who was unconscious, and fell into deep thought.

Chi Jun walked up to Ling Ningle and stretched out his hand and said, "Antidote." It was completely a commanding tone, Ling Ningle opened his eyes, although he couldn't be provoked, it didn't mean that he was afraid.

"This son beheaded three of my Tang Sect disciples, can't I want his life?" Ling Ningle said lightly.

Li Jianming sealed Li Yan's acupuncture points and stopped the flow of Li Yan's internal force, then raised his head and said solemnly: "I don't care if you are a junior, now take out the antidote, I can let you go." ”

Ling Ningle was not afraid, and said, "Please also ask the two seniors to let me know what is called cruelty in the rivers and lakes." "This kid is sick! Chi Jun glanced at Li Jianming, and his eyes obviously meant this.

Li Jianming ignored Chi Jun and looked at Ling Ningle with an indifferent face with a frosty face, "Very courageous young master of the Tang Sect, I hope you don't die like this." "Genius also takes time to grow. Li Jianming hugged Li Yan and didn't say this sentence.

Ling Ningle sneered at the back of the two of them leaving, he wasn't worried about the trouble these two people were making trouble for him, because this was a matter of honor and disgrace for the Tang Sect, so he couldn't retreat! He wasn't worried that the thousand-year-old tears would be relieved by them, if it was so easy, how could he still be qualified to be called the Tang Sect Strange Poison?

He turned around and took out a black pill from behind him, threw it on the ground and crushed it with one kick.

"It's a troublesome situation." Chi Jun looked at Li Yan, who was lying on the hospital bed, with a purple face, touching his chin and saying solemnly to Li Jianming. Li Jianming nodded, he naturally had some experience of the fame of the Tang Sect, not to mention the thousand-year-old tears?

"What should I do?" Li Jianming asked.

"Only exchange blood, or become a saint!" Chi Jun said two answers, one seemed exaggerated, and the other was originally exaggerated.

"Exchange transfusion? Whose blood? Li Jianming looked at Chi Jun.

Chi Jun laughed meaningfully, looking at Khomityalov, who was stunned on the side, but did not speak.

Li Jianming understood what he meant, naturally it was not to exchange the blood on Homi's body, but the blood of a genetic in-depth strengthening engineering prototype far away in Russia, as for who this prototype was, I am afraid that only Homi, the experimental product of this project, would know.

"He won't make it to that point." Li Jianming sighed and said what he was most worried about.

"I know, naturally, I will say such things with confidence." Chi Jun took out his mobile phone and made a call.

After Chi Jun whispered a few words, then hung up the phone and smiled at Li Jianming, who was looking at him suspiciously: "Now you owe me a favor again." ”