Chen Yu ...... Victorious!"

"The disciples of the Poison King Sect were defeated in a few moves. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"The poison used by that woman is extremely poisonous, why did she lose like this?"

There was surprise and even more confusion all around.

The green-haired woman of the Poison King Sect is indeed very powerful in poison, and there are still a lot of poisons in the jar.

But as long as you don't give the other party a chance to use poison, there's nothing to be afraid of.

In fact, the green-haired woman used poison at the beginning, but Chen Yu was highly resistant to toxins, and the other party was defeated by Chen Yu Xunlei before he could cast other strange poisons.

Chen Yu's victory made Nanyu gain face and save some face.

The genius of the Southern Regions at the God of Food Banquet also looked a little better.

Only Shen Ji had a gloomy face, snorted coldly, and was silent.

"Senior Sister Tao!"

The green-robed man immediately rushed out and rushed to the green-haired woman's side.

"Boy, you are so ruthless that you burned that broken arm. ”

The green-robed man scolded angrily, and the hideous scars on his face like centipedes made him look like a fierce god and a demon.

If you just cut off your arm, you can still connect it with the help of elixir.

However, Yang Ming's sword finger was driven by the [Blood Flame], devouring all the qi and blood in the broken arm, leaving only a scorched black bone.

In this case, the green-haired woman's arm has no possibility of continuation.

Competition, death and injury are inevitable, the green-haired woman is just a broken limb, if she can't dodge just now, maybe her life will be gone.

The green-robed man "Ten Thousand Poison Venerable" knew that Chen Yu didn't mean to, and he was talking nonsense with his eyes open at the moment.

"As I said earlier, if she had just left, she would have been spared. ”

Chen Yu didn't do it on purpose, and he was not afraid at all.

This is the Southern Regions, what else can the Poison King Sect do with him?

"You ......"

The green-haired woman stared at Chen Yu viciously, eager to eat Chen Yu alive.

However, it was the challenge she initiated, and now she has failed, if she messes around, the powerhouses in the Southern Regions may use this as an excuse to drive the Poison King Sect away.

"Senior Sister Tao, I will avenge you. ”

The green-robed man, Ten Thousand Poison Venerable, pierced his cold gaze.

"Ten Thousand Poison Venerable, the Western Regions' "Tianjiao List" ranked fourth, I heard that he directly poisoned his fierce opponent in the last battle!"

Hou Chen showed a dignified expression.

The green-haired woman just now, not many people know about it, but the green-robed man Ten Thousand Poison Venerable is a powerful person in the Western Regions' "Tianjiao List".

In the last battle of the ranking battle of the Western Regions Tianjiao List, a strong opponent who was not much different from the strength of the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable was directly poisoned by him.

"Could it be that the Poison King Sect of the Western Regions is preparing for a wheel war?"

Tu Zhixiang asked out loud.

"I, Ten Thousand Poison Venerable, naturally won't do such a thing, I'll give you an hour's rest!"

"After an hour, prepare to accept my challenge, and I hope that when the time comes, you will not be a turtle with a shrunken head. ”

Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons glanced at Tu Zhixiang, stood up straight, and said in a cold voice.

"This guy ......"

Chen Yu's face sank slightly.

Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons was not interested in the ranking battle of the Southern Regions Heavenly Pride List at all, and he didn't really care about his junior sister.

His purpose is only to sit in the upper class.

Among the top ten, only Chen Yu's cultivation was at the peak of the early stage of the Konghai Realm.

Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons found a high-sounding reason for himself to challenge Chen Yu, and no one would say that he was strong and weak.

Chen Yu returned to the white jade chair, and a soft and warm touch came.

The white mist of light emitted from the chair slowly enveloped Chen Yu.

The poison in the battle just now, under the self-healing ability of Chen Yu's own body and the miraculous effect of the white jade chair, the toxin was quickly discharged from the body.

After a while, the poison in Chen Yu was completely dissolved.

On the other side, the Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons helped the green-haired woman to the sect elder.

"Senior brother, how could I lose to that kid?"

The green-haired woman gritted her teeth, very unwilling in her heart.

Her poison refining skills are among the best in the sect, not much weaker than the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable.

"Real combat cannot be solved by poison, your poison refining ability is not much weaker than mine, but what about combat skills and experience?"

Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons explained without being salty.

Behind him, the scrawny old man nodded slightly.

What the Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons said was completely correct.

At this point, the Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons did an excellent job, otherwise he would not have become the most outstanding disciple of the Poison King Sect.

And the green-haired woman is completely addicted to the world of poison refining.

After all, poison is a foreign object, and only when it is strong can it give full play to the power of foreign objects.

"Later, you'll see how to poison that kid to death, senior brother. ”

A cruel smile curled into the corner of Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons' mouth.

Competitions and competitions are inevitable, and casualties are inevitable.

Moreover, he could let Chen Yu die of poison for a period of time after the battle was over, presumably the sects in the Southern Regions would not say anything.

"Senior brother, he seems to be cultivating. ”

The green-haired woman looked at Chen Yu at the God of Food Banquet.

Chen Yu was the same as before, refining the Secret Pattern Demon Body.

At this moment, he was even more sure that this white jade chair had the magical effect of nourishing and washing the body and soul.

With physical tempering, the effect is even more.

"Hehe, this person is a physical cultivator, refining his physique. But this is interesting, and you can let the deity feed him more poison. ”

The Ten Thousand Poison Venerable's smile was even stronger, and he was also more ruthless and ferocious.

Around the square, another genius from the Kowloon Temple appeared to challenge Luo Qiumei.

The competition for the God of Food Feast is extremely fierce.

"The God of Food Banquet, my Guang clan also came to join in the fun. ”

In the crowd, a woman suddenly flew out, she was dressed in goose yellow clothes, holding a jade flute, and her posture was elegant, like a classical beauty in poetry and painting.

"The Guang clan of the six medieval clans. ”

"I heard that this clan is good at sound. ”

Hou Chen looked at the classical beauty with interest.

"This son, would you like to listen to the little woman play a song?"

The yellow dress has a light and elegant temperament, with a shallow smile on her face.

The challenge object of the people of the Guang clan is the Hou clan "Hou Chen", who is also a medieval clan.

"The Guang clan, one of the six great medieval clans!"

"How many forces has the God of Food Feast attracted?"

Although the powers of the Southern Regions tried their best to conceal the news.

But there is no impermeable wall in the world, let alone a feast of the god of food!

The people of the Canton tribe, like the Nine Dragons Temple, arrived a long time ago, but they were hidden in the crowd.

"The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and the Ten Thousand Poison Gate are just the beginning, and the Nine Dragons Temple and the Guang Clan are not the end......"

And that's not all.

Sou!

To the west, a huge stone plate is speeding in.

On the stone plate, the formation pattern is diffuse, and a layer of silver light characters surrounds rapidly with the stone plate as the center.

"Western Regions, Tianwen Sect, meet Lord Shishen. ”

On the stone plate, a gray-haired old man looked at the god of food at the god of food banquet with an excited expression.

Around the square, there are three duels.

Among them, the most exciting and fierce is the battle between the Huang woman of the Guang nationality and Hou Chen.

The woman in the yellow dress blew the jade flute lightly, and the crisp and moving rhythm turned into a pale yellow ripple of water, surging around, and wrapped towards Hou Chen without slowness or hurry.

Hou Chen unfolded the power of spatial artistic conception, and his body was elegant, shuttling back and forth.

Woohoo!

His fingers danced, and the dazzling silver finger light was uncertain, shuttling back and forth, and the offensive was fierce, which was unguardable.

But the woman in the yellow dress controlled the true yuan with the rhythm of music, and a wonderful music sounded, and the light and water in front of her seemed to turn into a changing landscape and scenery, blocking Hou Chen's fingering.

"Interesting!"

Hou Chen's eyes lit up slightly, and the speed of his body and fingering skills was raised to a higher level.

"I didn't expect the sound channel to be so strong, offensive and defensive, and flawless. ”

"It looks like Hou Chen is going to be defeated!"

However, after a while, the woman in the yellow dress suddenly stopped playing the music and sighed: "Hou Gongzi is worthy of being the Tianjiao of the Hou family, and the little woman is willing to bow down." ”

The result was unexpected, it was Hou Chen who won!

"The Hou clan's "Xuanxu Fingering" contains the mysteries of space, which can penetrate defenses and cut off meridians invisibly. ”

Situ Linyu smiled lightly.

The woman in yellow clothes looked like she was not injured, but dozens of meridians had been cut off in her body.

She slowly exited the square.

"Why do I feel that above the God of Food Feast, there is a very ancient, similar to the bloodline of the Middle Ages......

The eyes of the woman in yellow clothes swept slightly over the people at the God of Food Banquet.

Her use of bloodlines has reached a very subtle level, and she is also proficient in a secret technique that senses the strength of bloodlines.

The eyes of the woman in the yellow robe stayed on the top seats of the God of Food Banquet, but in the end, she did not determine the source of this ancient and mysterious bloodline.

"Haha, the God of Food Banquet, this gentleman has booked a superior seat. ”

In the crowd, a burly, red-haired man of an alien race laughed and leaped out.

The man of different race did not report his background, and no one around him recognized him.

"Isn't this the braggart guy from before?"

A square-faced man stared at the red-haired alien man in a daze.

When the red-haired interracial man bragged before, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that it was the other party's special hobby.

But now, this red-haired man of different races really plans to challenge Tianjiao at the God of Food Banquet, and threatens to take a superior seat!

In the upper seats, a few people watched, but none of them recognized the red-haired alien man.

Chen Yu, who was refining the secret pattern demon body, suddenly felt that this voice, as well as this boasting and show-off tone, was a little familiar.

"It's you!"

A voice with a bit of anger in surprise came from the mouth of the Holy Son Longchen.

"It's him, Red Flame Heavenly Monarch!"

"This guy actually came along. ”

The other two disciples of the Nine Dragons Temple also recognized the red-haired alien man.

"Red Flame Heavenly Monarch?"

Chen Yu couldn't help but smile, isn't this the Red Flame King?

Although the other party likes to brag and show off, he also knows how to measure himself, and he did not call himself the king, but changed his name.

"That's right, it's my Red Flame Heavenly Monarch!"

The Red Flame King grinned wildly.

Originally, everyone thought that this alien race that suddenly appeared was a stupid big man.

However, several geniuses of the Nine Dragons Temple, including the Holy Son Long Chen, seemed to know this "Red Flame Heavenly Monarch", and seemed to have suffered losses at the hands of the other party.

"You dare to appear in front of our eyes and return the 'Abyss Sinking Iron' to us. ”

A woman in the Kowloon Temple shouted angrily.

"If you have the ability, you can take it yourself. ”

King Chiyan looked disdainful, and immediately said, "Even your Holy Son has nothing to do with me, and how many of you dare to shout in front of this monarch?"

As soon as these words came out, there were shocks from all sides.

"Who is this person, it seems that he is even more powerful than the genius of the Nine Dragons Temple, and even the Holy Son Longchen is not his opponent. ”

"Holy Son Longchen easily defeated Thunder Prince Duan Xiao just now, his strength has actually suffered in the hands of this 'Red Flame Heavenly Monarch'!"

On the white jade chair, Chen Yu couldn't help but shake his head.

King Chiyan is still an old virtue, and the more people there are, the more he loves to show off and brag, and strives to attract attention.

(To be continued.) )