readx;? Ling Xiaoye's sword is very exquisitely controlled, although he hasn't used the sword for a long time, but that feeling is still there. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sword body only cut the man's belly, and then stabbed the deacon's dantian with a sword.

This trick is not a famous trick, but Ling Xiaoye's own summing up, hitting the snake and hitting the seven inches, hitting the person and hitting the point.

Piercing a warrior's dantian will not cause fatal injuries, but it can also make the warrior unable to use mana to continue fighting.

The dantian is a bridge of the power of the warrior, once it is destroyed, it will be difficult to build it again, at least it will take a long time, and there will be a lot of money.

The deacon's eyes widened, his mouth was stuffed with a ball of clothes by Ling Xiaoye, and his body was severely damaged, but he couldn't shout, only sweat droplets the size of beans appeared.

Ling Xiaoye didn't want to talk too much to this person, and he didn't want this person to die right away.

Because the dantian has been punctured, this deacon is basically no different from ordinary people, and no matter how great the supernatural powers on his body are, it will not help.

Ling Xiaoye began to search for this person, and soon found several Qiankun bags, one of which was the one taken by the fat man before.

While this person was still angry, Ling Xiaoye said, "Where is the antidote to the ecstasy poison?"

This middle-aged deacon, who still has a bit of backbone, was seriously injured by Ling Xiaoye as soon as he met, where would he explain truthfully, so he just replied: "I don't know!"

"Very backbone!"

Ling Xiaoye didn't say a word, he didn't want to talk nonsense, let alone waste his expression, and with a backhand sword, he separated the head of the deacon of the Wheel of Life Realm.

After putting away his things, he hurried to the next deacon's place to work, where there should be many more people than here.

But no matter what, there are no Illusion God Realm powerhouses in the Southern District cage here, and this is enough.

Ling Xiaoye didn't delay any longer, used his standing technique, and quickly flashed towards the other side.

After another cup of tea, Ling Xiaoye had already arrived at a place similar to a conference hall.

He hid in the darkness and observed.

I saw that on the spacious ground of the conference hall, there were several tables and chairs, and at this moment, there were several low-level martial artists, who were toasting a slightly older man.

In this case, outsiders think that this is not a gloomy place like a cage at all, but a good place to drink and have fun.

Ling Xiaoye didn't think much about it, he walked over directly.

Before Ling Xiaoye could walk to the table, those martial artists who were drinking immediately said, "Hey, who is that, hurry up and come over and have a drink!"

Ling Xiaoye took advantage of the situation, trotted over, and sat on the side.

The buttocks were not hot, and the big bowl in front of Ling Xiaoye was immediately filled with wine.

Ling picked up the big bowl and took the opportunity to observe the people at the wine table.

To his left was an elderly warrior with gray hair, and after drinking some wine, his face was actually a little red, not at all like a warrior.

What's even more coincidental was that Ling Xiaoye also saw the fat man who brought him in, as well as the two middle-aged people, plus three or four guards here, and a table of seven or eight people, all looking at Ling Xiaoye.

Ling Xiaoye, who was holding a big bowl, directly poured a night of wine on the face of the middle-aged man on the left, and then punched out, right in the chest of this person, the middle-aged man snorted, flew directly upside down, and hit the iron pillar of the cage, making a clanging sound, and then he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Ling Xiaoye, who didn't stop, punched and kicked, and directly put down the guards, just like the previous martial artist, they all fell to the ground.

Next, Ling Xiaoye grabbed one of the guards' clothes and slammed them against the wall.

On the table, in the end, there were only three people left, that is, the three fat people.

Ling Xiaoye's move came too suddenly, and between five breaths, five people were put down, and the table was not knocked over.

He sat down, picked up a new pair of chopsticks, took a bite of the dish, and said as he ate, "You three, aren't you leaving?"

The stunned fat man, his whole body trembled, and he didn't dare to pick up the chopsticks when they fell off, so he only asked, "Please, please, may I ask Your Excellency, where, where, which deacon?"

"Me?"

Ling Xiaoye pretended to ask, he smiled a little before he said, "The person you carried in before!"

"It can't be!"

The middle-aged man next to him screamed, which made the fat man feel even more startled.

Now no matter whether Ling Xiaoye, who was sitting at the edge of the table, said it was true or false, the few tricks that were just revealed could easily knock the three of them to death.

The fat man who couldn't say it clearly could only bow his head and beg for mercy: "This master senior, we have no eyes and have offended you, and I hope you can have a lot of adults and let the three of us go!"

"Spare you?"

Ling Xiaoye asked deliberately.

When the fat man heard this, he immediately said with some excitement: "Yes, you can pay any price!"

"Okay, for your sake, I won't kill you. However, this one comes at a price. ”

"At what cost?"

"Tell me, where is the antidote to this ecstasy poison!"

"This ......"

"Young master, at a critical juncture, don't be ambiguous. ”

"Yes, that ecstasy poison, we all went to buy it from the deacon who was just beaten by his seniors, I heard him say that he didn't have much antidote on him, only a small bottle, and we couldn't afford it. ”

The two subordinates of the fat man, at the critical moment, directly told this information.

Ling Xiaoye was secretly happy, but still said quietly: "Okay, you go and get that guy's antidote." ”

Hearing this, the two middle-aged men immediately took action, trotted to the deacon's side, and groped for a while before returning to the wine table.

"Senior, this is the antidote I saw at that time!"

A middle-aged martial artist squeezed out a smile and respectfully handed over the bottle of antidote.

Ling Xiaoye didn't answer, he said, "One of you, just find a comatose martial artist to come over, let this sleepy person try it, and see if this antidote is really effective." ”

Ling Xiaoye, who had already taken control of the situation, was naturally not worried that the three martial artists would escape.

Because of the strong strength he just showed, it had already made these three people's legs weak and their galls frightened.

Sure enough, a middle-aged warrior skillfully obtained the key from the guard, opened the nearby cage, and carried a sleeping warrior out.

Ling Xiaoye fixed his eyes and saw that the martial artist who was carried out was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.