"Stop! if you step on the first half of the front, I'll kill him!" Chu Tianyin bit his silver teeth and stepped on Ximenxing's leg bone, making a crackling sound.

If you want to suppress people, you have to be ruthless, and show the momentum of desperate Saburo to gain the upper hand.

"Ah...... Don't, brother save me, I don't want to die. Ximenxing trembled with fright, his crotch was wet, and a foul smell filled people's nostrils.

Ants still steal life, people cherish their lives more, Ximenxing has no mercy when killing others, but now he is greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Hmph!" In Ximen Ba's heart, Chu Tian definitely didn't dare to start, just to scare people, he took another step forward and looked at Chu Tian challengingly: "You dare?

"Phew!"

was provoked by Ximen Ba, Chu Tian's heart was ruthless, his hand holding the knife was forced, and the scimitar pierced Ximen Xing's throat with a bang, the tip of the knife leaked out from the back, and a stream of blood spurted out like a blood fountain.

"...... you" Ximen Ba was slightly stunned, his face was like a pig's liver, he never imagined that an ant would really dare to kill him, and watched his younger brother's soul return to the underworld.

The cold-blooded Ximen Ba doesn't care too much about Ximen Xing's life and death, Ximen Xing is also his half-brother, but Chu Tian killed his younger brother in front of everyone, this is a slap in the face, he has always called for wind and rain, and his anger covered his reason.

"Dhara Shadow Palm!" Ximen Ba roared, his right hand clenched into a fist, and then suddenly opened, and slapped his palm towards Chu Tian, "I want you to die slowly in despair! I want to punish you ...... nine clans"

The palm of Ximenba's right hand was as black as the bottom of a pot, and there was a fishy smell in the air, and the cry of a baby was faintly heard.

The soul-stirring black palm stirred back and forth a few times, and then suddenly disappeared.

Dhara Shadow Palm is a forbidden technique of Dhara Gate 10,000 years ago, when cultivating, you have to find hundreds of poisonous insects, put them on hundreds of babies to absorb the innate essence blood, and then use secret methods to refine them alive, and finally suck them into the palm of the cup.

This is too hurtful to the heavens and the peace, and the Dhara Sect was also destroyed by the righteous sect, and I couldn't imagine that this kind of poisonous palm would appear in the hands of Ximen Ba ten thousand years later.

Those who fall into the palm of the Dhara will slowly be devoured, and the essence and blood will gradually dry up and die.

Chu Tian was shocked, looking at the slowing down palm shadow approaching him, and the trajectory of the palm shadow also appeared clearly in his mind, he subconsciously dodged, but the difference in strength was too great, but he couldn't do it, and watched it imprint towards his heart.

In desperation, he had no choice but to desperately run the world, hoping to avoid the vital point.

"Boom ......"

Chu Tian was like being hit by a mountain, flying down the ring like a straw, and a stream of blood gushed up his throat, but he swallowed it back.

"Senior brother!" Suddenly, a slender figure flew up and caught Chu Tian, who was hugging his whereabouts.

Ximen Ba shouted: "Put him down, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

"Hmph, so domineering, he's my man. Suddenly, the voice of the fat old man came.

Ximen Ba was stunned when he heard this voice, he didn't expect that the terror to come forward.

Chu Tian struggled a few times from Lan Yue's arms and stood up.

He felt that several ribs were broken, all his internal organs were severely damaged, he had no strength in his body, and there was a dark force in his body that was rampant, and everywhere he passed, it seemed that his bones were soft.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he forcibly swallowed the blood again, his eyes staring at Ximen Ba in the ring like a cheetah: "I wrote down this palm!"

"Hmph, if you live. ”

Ximen Ba knew that the person who had been poisoned by the Dhara Immortal Palm was hopeless, and he didn't dare to do it again, so he picked up the Storm Sword and picked up Ximen Xing's corpse and left.

Chu Tian couldn't hold back any longer, he spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood, with some fragments of internal organs in the blood, and his eyes gradually became blurry, he bit the tip of his tongue, and under the stimulation of the severe pain, his mind cleared up a little, but the poison of the Dhara Dark Palm in his body was abused in his body, devouring his vitality.

"Senior Brother......" Lan Yue frowned, and hurriedly took out a white healing pill and put it in Chu Tian's mouth, then carried Chu Tian on his back and picked up the Death Knife and rushed towards the miscellaneous servants.

"Grandpa, help!" Lan Yue shouted back at the handyman, a string of tears dripping from the corners of her eyes.

The fat old man had already prepared a bucket of healing potion: "Don't say anything, put him in the potion!"

Lan Yue hurriedly put Chu Tian into the pitch-black medicine barrel, and then exited the door to protect the fat old man.

The fat old man stood by the wooden barrel and pressed his palm against Chu Tian's back, and a powerful True Yuan poured into Chu Tian's body, helping him absorb the medicinal power to subdue his injuries.

Chu Tian was seriously injured, and if he did not receive timely treatment, he would have become a wasted person, or he would have died.

After three days, his condition stabilized and no longer deteriorated, and the fat old man was exhausted.

"I've done my best, and the rest is up to your own creation!" the fat old man frowned and staggered away.

Chu Tian fell into a coma, but the medicinal power slowly seeped into the skin, repairing the injured part bit by bit.

On the tenth day, Chu Tian woke up and felt that he had walked around the gate of hell, and he looked inward and found that most of his internal organs had been healed.

Although the injury has improved, the poison of the Dhara Dark Palm is still hidden in the bone marrow, and if there is no way to resolve it, once it breaks out, it will be difficult for the immortals to be saved.

He was accumulating, the meridians were tearing like pain, his hands and feet were trembling, he was sweating, he felt that the bones of his whole body were soft, and his whole body was weak, as if he was like a soft-footed crab, struggling to walk.

After a brief wash, he changed into a set of clothes and walked out of the room.

"Senior brother, how are you?" Lan Yue's wide-looking eyes were full of curiosity and worry, she couldn't imagine that Chu Tian was so seriously injured and would be able to move around in just ten days.

Chu Tian looked at Lan Yue, who had been guarding outside the door for ten days and ten nights, and his heart warmed: "I can't die for the time being, thank you, senior sister!"

"Let's go, grandpa is waiting for you. ”

Coming to a small living room in the handyman's office, where the fat old man sat alone and drank alcohol.

Chu Tian bowed reverently: "Thank you!"

"Don't be too happy, those medicines only repaired your injuries, the poison of the Dhara Immortal Palm is incurable, if there is no miracle, you will only have a year to live at most. The fat old man stared at Chu Tian and shook his head secretly.

"Ahh

The fat old man thought for a while and sighed: "No, let's see his creation in the future, and you can't do it with others in the future, otherwise it will aggravate the attack of palm poison." ”

"Life and death are fate!

Chu Tian smiled helplessly, providence made people, he remembered his life as an orphan, and remembered being abandoned by Wen Yao...... Now I don't have a long life.

The fat old man habitually stroked a few gray beards in his right hand, stared at Chu Tian for a long time, and found that Chu Tian was a little decadent, and sighed in his heart.

He cracked his mouth open, revealing a few yellow teeth: "Death is not terrible, what is terrible is to have a heart that is afraid of failure!"

"I know, I want to be quiet......"

After Chu Tian finished speaking, he staggered away from the miscellaneous office, lowered his head and walked step by step towards the cliff side of his usual cultivation with a heavy heart.

"Grandpa, junior brother, will he not be able to think about it?" Lan Yue frowned, her eyes turned red, and two tears fell quietly.

"Alas, let him go! No one can help him. ”

The fat old man sighed softly, he admired Chu Tian's cleverness and ruthlessness, a little kid who had only been in the door for two months, was able to kill Ximen Xing, this was not only a genius, but also a demon among geniuses.

If he is allowed to continue to grow, he may be able to make the Heavenly Dao Sect stand up again, or even go to another height, but the Heavenly Jealous Talent, such a demon is about to fall!

If you lose, you will no longer be a genius, and the sect will not embarrass Ximen Ba too much for a person who is about to fall.

Chu Tian came to the edge of the cliff that was inaccessible.

"Yike...... Yikes......"

The crow still stood on the old tree with a crooked neck and whimpered like a baby crying, or like an ownerless soul wandering and moaning in the middle of the night.

"Ahem......"

Chu Tian took out a pot of wine and poured a few sips, causing a cough.

He wanted to anesthetize himself with alcohol and get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows, but he was even more sad when he got drunk!

Suddenly, he had the idea that he had no love: a year of life, rather than stealing life, is it better to live a dead life?