Chapter 499: Poison in the water

"Wrapped in red stripes and black scales...... Murderous intent coexists...... Not gods, not demons, not human...... Who is the enemy of heaven and earth? Lying on the soft bamboo leaves, looking up at the bright galaxy, a rough fisherman suddenly came to Yaxing to compose a poem. In the battle with Shen Ming, he had done his best, and finally even broke out with a twelve-layer skill that would break his heart and reduce his life.

But he still couldn't resist Shen Ming, who had turned into a demonic stance, and he watched as his dark iron rod, which could divide gold and stones, twisted into twists in Shen Ming's black claws, and the deadly poison splashed on his scales, as insignificant as dust. No matter how tough his hard qigong armor was, when Shen Ming's black fist bombarded his body, he still broke his power in an instant and was sent flying.

His strength is already a new product that combines technology and traditional qigong, and it is impossible to accurately locate him, but now that he still has something, can he win against him? The fisherman didn't know, but the man was certainly not himself.

"The old man is defeated...... Defeated, kill me......" The mission failed, and the fisherman begged for death, and he didn't want to face the ridicule from others and the punishment of the eldest young master after returning home.

"I'm sorry, it's been a long time since I've been fond of killing, and if I could, I'd like to keep those hands clean, even if it's just self-deception." Shen Ming stood in front of the fisherman, the black scales on his body and hands faded like a tide, and returned to their original color.

"Since ancient times, the winner is the king, the loser is the king, and what the strong say is the truth. You say you're clean? Who would dare to think you are dirty? But don't think that if you defeat the old man, you will be able to dominate the world, in front of the real powerhouse of my old Feng family, you are just a special evil animal. The fisherman coughed up blood and said.

"The younger generation has been taught, in order to make sure that you don't continue to chase after you in the future, I have to do something excessive, it will be a little painful, and it may even leave a lifelong injury, but I believe that you can get through it." Shen Ming pulled out the saber on his body.

"Come on, if I scream, I'm weak." The fisherman sneered.

"I'm sorry." It's not that Shen Ming doesn't know how to respect the old and love the young, but for the safety of the back, he can only deal heavily with this white-haired old man.

Shen Ming cut the tendons of several muscles to ensure that even if he was sent to the hospital, he would not be able to take care of himself for at least 3 months. The process was very painful, even Shen Ming might not be able to hold on to the end without saying a word, but the stubborn old man in front of him still did it.

After completing the "minor operation", Shen Ming treated the fisherman's wound with herbs collected in advance to prevent him from dying of excessive blood loss.

"Your gentleness is not commensurate with your strength." The fisherman whispered, "One day, your kindness will kill you." ”

"My strength is insignificant, to the world, I am as small as a worm, mercy can not kill anyone, it is just a hypocritical self-consolation, and let me lie to myself, after all, Master praises me as a good person." Shen Ming bandaged the wound and confirmed that the fisherman was okay, then got up and walked towards Ruotong's battle situation.

Shen Ming is actually too easy to fight compared to Master Ruotong, even if the fisherman is the most powerful in a group of chasers, but after all, there is only 1 person, and there are traps as an auxiliary, Shen Ming is not too dangerous to fight.

On the contrary, Ruotong, with 1 enemy and 9, each is a master, and Jin Lian has known him for many years, knowing himself and his opponent.

Shen Ming was a little worried and quickened his pace, and when he arrived, this side was basically finished, Ruotong was still strong and invincible, 7 of the 9 opponents had already broken their hands and tendons and fell around, bleeding nonstop, only Jin Lian and Leng could still stand and wrap her up.

However, both of them were not lightly injured, Jin Lian's back was bleeding, and a wound on the cold thigh was also deep to the bone.

"Master, are you still not working?" Shen Ming clasped his hands in front of his chest and smiled against the bamboo on the side.

"One more moment, don't worry, have you done it, fisherman?" Qiang Ruotong also showed fatigue after experiencing such a big battle, with a trace of sweat and tiredness on his fair forehead, and his breath was a little chaotic.

"Stinky boy! What happened to me Brother Yu?! Jin Lian couldn't stand it anymore and asked angrily.

"Not much, but I might need your help when I walk in the future, right?" Shen Ming was a little guilty when he was questioned, and said in a slightly apologetic tone with his cheeks.

"Bastard! I want your life! Jin Lian's anger value exploded in an instant, and Ruotong who left behind him suddenly rushed towards Shen Ming, and the spearhead boots on his feet rushed forward lightly on the ground.

"Again?" Shen Ming's tiredness was also on his face, and the battle with the fisherman had exhausted the limit of his use of reverse scales today, so he could only pull out the saber behind him and barely greet him.

"Twelve layers of skill! Golden lotus falls into the sky! Jin Lian stepped on the ground, a distance of 5 meters, and her body slid through the air, and her whole body turned into a giant spear with her strength.

"Be careful!" Ruotong just wanted to help, but was dragged a little by the cold and took a step slower.

"Get out of here!" Ruo Tong's murderous intent was high, and Leng Yijian flew out, stepped on the ground and flew up again like a fairy, and instantly caught up with the crazy Jin Lian.

"Be careful!" This time, he carefully changed his shout to Shen Ming, and he noticed a trace of evil in Jin Lian's eyes.

The strong attack that came against himself was instantly transformed into Ruotong as the main one, and when Ruotong blocked the golden lotus iron boots, Jin Lian's long fingertips slashed across Ruotong's ankles.

"Third aunt...... Is there anyone who knows you better than an old woman? You say you don't have a weakness, but your weakness is that you're too simple, and everything is on your face. It's like your love for that kid. If there is an afterlife, be hypocritical! Jin Lian whispered in the third aunt's ear as if saying goodbye.

"Please...... Go first. Ruotong slashed down with a sword and slashed Jin Lian's waist in the air, and when the two of them landed, she was no longer so holy, her face and body were covered with blood.

Ruotong, who was standing in the blood rain, smiled softly in the face of Shen Ming, "I'm sorry, Master has embarrassed you." ”

Breathless, the mandarin duck butterfly sword in Ruotong's hand fell into the dirt beside him, and Ruotong, who rolled his eyes, fell towards the earth.

"Master!" Although Shen Ming was exhausted, he still rushed forward with a hurry and hugged Ruotong.

"Don't sleep! Don't die! Don't leave me! Shen Ming frantically clicked on Ruotong's 12 acupoints, restricting the flow of qi and blood, not caring about the fierce toxicity of qi dispersion, tied the root of Ruotong's injured thigh with a rope, bit the wound on her ankle, and sucked the poisonous blood outward.

"It's useless...... Qi is dispelled and blood spreads, there is no cure, your first aid can only slow down her death, but it can't save her. Leng limped over and said regretfully.

"Do you want to continue?" Shen Ming hugged the unconscious Ruotong and squinted at Leng Glance.

Although he had fought before, Leng was sure that that was Shen Ming's true appearance, like a beast eager to bite your throat.

"If you don't fight, you don't want to fight for a long time...... Leng threw away the knife in his hand, "This kind of boring fight, I'm tired." If you really want to save him, try the True Qi Body, and channel the poison to herself, she can still be saved, but it is difficult for you to say. And the process is like a fire body, if you don't do a good job of cooling down, you may even burn yourself.

That's all I can say, and I don't know if I can help you. ”

"I won't thank you." Shen Mingheng picked up the master and ran sideways towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

Soon he found a shallow mountain spring in the bamboo forest, looking at Ruotong, whose lips were black because of poisoning, Shen Ming didn't say a word, first tied his eyes with a cloth belt, and then took off his and her clothes, and carried him horizontally into the cold spring water, which was just enough to reach the calf.

Sitting in the middle of the spring, Shen Ming took Ruotong's palm and cut the palms of the two with a knife, so that the wound to the wound began to search for poison. Although he has been learning Qi to fight for a while, it is still extremely difficult to instill true qi into the other party's body. Because the strength is more than hurtful, and less useless, the delicate operation of Cheng dù is no less than 2.5 kilometers away, to hit the enemy's eye beads with one shot.

Changing to a second qigong newcomer like Shen Ming would definitely not be able to do such a thing. But Shen Ming is known for his micro-manipulation, and it is not too difficult to use his strength in this way.

The toxins diffused in the blood are subtle and seek qi, Ruotong has instinctively cut off the flow of qi, reducing the expansion speed of the toxin, Shen Ming does not need to look for it too hard, and uses qi as a guide to tempt these toxins away from Ruotong's five internal organs, and begins to pour into the palms of the two.

The process of detoxification seems to be relatively smooth, but the next question is what happens once the qi is dispersed into one's body.

"Shen Ming, do you want to commit suicide?" Reverse Scales asked in shock.

"No, my king, I want to live." Shen Ming said calmly.

"If you want to live, you still poison your body, do you really think that you are a demon and can't die?" I don't know how to say that Shen Ming is good.

"I have a way to get the poison out of my body, but my king wants to help me." After Shen Ming communicated his thoughts with the spirit of the scales...... Reverse Scale only thinks that he is crazy, but with two lives in one body, Reverse Scale has no other choice than to accompany this guy to go crazy together.

If there is still a chance of parasitism, the reverse scale swears that he must find a spare tire with no woman's popularity, so that there will not be so many peach blossom catastrophes.

I saw that when Shen Ming guided the venom into himself, at the back of his neck, the black scales slowly condensed, and it turned into a baby-like black hand, and the palm of the hand opened behind Shen Ming, and in the palm of his hand, the true qi mass of the dragon spitting beads was condensing.

Those qi dispersing toxins poured into the body along the wound in the palm of the palm, like a vicious wolf that smelled a fishy smell, followed the qi all the way to run wildly, and all of them poured into the dragon spit bead behind Shen Ming.

As luck progressed, smoke rose from the cold spring water, and the water temperature made the fish die as if it had turned into a hot spring. And the removal of the toxin made Ruotong also regain consciousness, and in his blurred vision, he saw Shen Ming, who was blindfolded by Chiguo.

I thought I should go to heaven, but in the blink of an eye, I had already met my apprentice honestly, this feeling was ...... It's really embarrassing.