The onlookers turned around one after another, and saw Eleven and the others standing behind them with curious expressions.

"Madam, the fifth young master of the Yun family has been poisoned, can you help detoxify?" Nan Jing heard Eleven's voice and hurriedly said, "Only you can cure this poison." ”

Although he said it very vaguely, Eleven quickly understood what Nanjing meant, the poison on Yun Xuan's body was the same as the poison on Old Man Yun's body.

Eleven took two steps forward, but was blocked by the blue-clothed disciples, preventing her from coming forward.

"Qingyu." Seeing this, Eleven raised his red lips.

Qing Yan quickly stepped forward and grabbed a blue-clothed boycott and threw him out of the medicine house wall, causing everyone to gasp for cold air.

No one thought that this man's strength was so great, even if he used internal force, it would not be so easy.

Qing Yan didn't stop there, and threw all the people in the way in front of him out of the wall, opening a way for Eleven alive.

The rest of the people listened to the sound of painful moans outside the wall, and subconsciously spread out to both sides, not wanting to be thrown out by the strange man in front of them.

Eleven walked in front of Yun Haitian and motioned for him to put Yun Xuan on the ground, directly took out the red pill from his sleeve and put it in Yun Xuan's mouth, and put his right hand on his back to use spiritual power to catalyze the pill.

Yun Xuan's pale face gradually became rosy, his breathing was smoother than before, and his frowning brows were loosened.

"The skills of the five young men of the Yun family are not high, it is completely enough for you to deal with him, you actually poisoned him, and in addition to breaking the bones of his right hand, you are embarrassed to say that you are a disciple of the Yun family?" Eleven laughed coldly.

"You guys!" When Yun Haitian heard this, he clenched his fists, rushed forward and punched the disciple he was leading, but the other party easily caught it.

Yun Haitian couldn't help but be stunned, the people with slightly higher qualifications had left the Yun family, and the remaining Yun family disciples didn't have too high martial arts at all, and even if they did, they were not his opponents.

The disciple in front of him was secretly surprised that he could easily take over his attack.

"Second Young Master, aren't you a genius from the Yun family?" The leading disciple sneered, and the five fingers gradually strained, wanting to crush the bones of his hand hard, "What? That's all there is to it? ”

Yun Haitian wanted to withdraw his hand, but the opponent's hand was like an iron pincer, he had to attack with his other hand, but he was still tightly grasped by the other party, even if he attacked with his feet, he didn't succeed, and he was completely passive.

"Why is this man's moves so weird?" Han Yue couldn't help but whisper.

"It's so vicious." Bai Mu snorted coldly.

Ye Junchen also felt that there was something wrong with this disciple, not because of his strength, but because he was immersed in great power, only people who suddenly had strength would have such an expression, could there be something controlling him?

Ye Junchen used his spiritual power, and a pair of black eyes gradually turned into purple eyes.

Sure enough, that disciple exuded a black aura on his body, and he really sucked up the internal force on Yun Haitian's body little by little, if he couldn't break free, Yun Haitian would become a waste.

Just when Ye Junchen wanted to make a move, the little woman was one step faster than him.

Eleven's figure flashed, and ghostly appeared behind the blue-clothed disciple, raising his right hand and slapping his back.

"Poof." The disciple at the head immediately foamed at the mouth, and the hand that grabbed Yun Haitian gradually loosened, and the whole person fell to the ground weakly.