Chapter 253: The Essence of Tianjiao (Asking for Subscriptions, Collections, Recommendation Votes, Comments)

However, there was not much time left for Si Xingwen to be surprised. The remaining dark purple poison balls quickly caught up with him, and those poison balls were very fast, as if they had eyes, and followed Si Xingwen closely.

Soon, another poison ball approached Si Xingwen and exploded directly, the poisonous gas and venom were released, Si Xingwen wanted to withdraw and retreat, but the paralysis was a little worse at this time.

"What's going on? I didn't touch any poison, why do I feel so paralyzed?"

As Si Xingwen moved violently, the paralyzing toxin in his body was spreading throughout his body at an extremely fast speed.

Off the stage, the kaleidoscope of Yang Fan's eyes has appeared, always watching the changes on the field.

After about five or six minutes, Yang Fan's frowning brows finally relaxed.

"I see!"

Yang Fan smiled knowingly, and his eyes fell on both sides of Shen Haokong's forehead.

Between Shen Haokong's cheeks and temples, there are some oil paints painted with strange patterns.

It is a combination of a spider and a scorpion.

But that's not the point.

Through the extreme observation of the kaleidoscope writing wheel, Yang Fan noticed that the sweat on Shen Haokong's forehead flowed through the oil paint, but in an inconspicuous place, the sweat washed away a piece of oil paint. But neither on the ground nor on Shen Haokong's body had the oil paint that had been washed away.

And, as more sweat flowed, the oil paint began to fade in some places, and the faded oil paint evaporated into gas and wandered on the battle platform.

Except for Shen Haokong and Yang Fan, no one noticed all this, including Si Xingwen.

Obviously, the gas evaporated by the oil paint is colorless and tasteless, and Si Xingwen was tricked unconsciously.

If it was Yang Fan who was fighting against Shen Haokong, I am afraid he would also be hit. After all, poison cultivation does not exist on Earth at all.

"Not good!"

Si Xingwen's face was ugly, and he withdrew again, but there was not much way for him to retreat, and there were as many as seven or eight poison balls left.

Thinking of this, Si Xingwen took out a pill, this is a detoxification pill, although I don't know if it can be detoxified, but at this point, there is no choice.

The pill that Si Xingwen took was called Bailing Pill, which was a four-grade detoxification pill, basically, the toxins of the ordinary poisons that had appeared in the Wuyuan Continent could be unraveled. Because he knew that the one he was fighting against today was Shen Haokong, who was good at using poison, so he kept an eye on it.

As the Bailing Pill went down, Si Xingwen felt a warm current wandering through his body, and the paralysis weakened slightly.

But after about a dozen breaths, this paralysis still exists.

Obviously, the Elixir has played a very small role.

Si Xingwen's face was ugly, did he believe that he would be defeated by Shen Hao today?

In fact, as a black-clothed disciple of the Nine Star Hall, this situation was not panicked for him at all. Wanting a solution to poisoning is not that there is none, but that it is not worth it.

Boom Boom!

The sound of the poison ball exploding kept coming from the platform, which made Si Xingwen embarrassed.

At the same time, Shen Haokong took the opportunity to step forward and constantly harass, and the eagle claw hook in his hand contained severe poison.

As a user of the Ghost Spirit, Shin Haokong is completely immune to the poison ball's toxins. Therefore, Shen Haokong continued to attack and harass Si Xingwen directly between the poison balls.

After a wave of attacks, Si Xingwen's clothes were torn, and the eagle claw hook containing the poison even scratched through several places of Si Xingwen's skin.

However, fortunately, the poison on the eagle claw hook is relatively common, and Si Xingwen took the lark pill before to directly detoxify the poison, so it is not a big problem.

"Look, now that Si Xingwen has fallen behind, it seems that Shen Haokong is going to win. ”

In the crowd, the blue-clad monk from earlier spoke.

In the ranking of the Tianjiao list, the two Tianjiao will fight against each other, and the ranking of the person who loses will drop by one name, and all the Tianjiao rankings of the opposite faction between the two will also drop by one place, instead of being directly squeezed out of the Tianjiao list ranking.

"I don't think so!"

It was the Monk in Tsing who answered him.

"Shen Haokong has already used the mastery of pressing the bottom of the box, but Si Xingwen has not, so this battle is still difficult to say. ”

"Not bad!"

An old woman was unsmiling, holding a cane of rosewood in her hand.

"In terms of substance, this difficulty is nothing to Si Xingwen. Since his debut, in the same realm, Si Xingwen's talent is the most outstanding. ”

Everyone looked at each other, and they didn't dare to agree with the old woman's words.

It seems that the onlookers don't believe it, and the old woman swears.

"Besides, the old body is Tianshan Tong's grandmother! Si Xingwen is one of my juniors. ”

Quiet, there was a sudden silence off the field.

"It's Tianshan Tong's grandmother!"

"What ?!!"

"It's actually the palace master of the Vulture Palace!"

"My God, Si Xingwen is actually a descendant of Tianshan Tong's grandmother. ”

"This is the most exciting news I've heard today. ”

“......”

"Oh?"

The noisy discussion aroused Yang Fan's curiosity, and he turned his gaze and his gaze stayed on the old woman who claimed to be Tianshan Tong's grandmother.

The Vulture Palace is located on top of the Tianshan Mountains, which are located in the extremely cold land to the west of the Tuyuan Kingdom. The palace is full of female friars, and male monks are very repulsed.

It is said that as long as a male monk dares to step into the territory of the Vulture Palace, he will be killed on the spot, no matter who you are, what you are doing in the Vulture Palace.

And the palace master of the Vulture Palace, Tianshan Tong, is a little girl, to be precise, because of her own blood relationship, her body will not grow up for life, and it is said that she is more than 4,000 years old.

Because of the desire to grow up, he will wear an old woman's human skin mask when he walks outside, in order to comfort the loneliness of his inner desire to grow up.

As if sensing Yang Fan's gaze, Tianshan Tong and Yang Fan looked at each other.

"Interesting!"

Tianshan Tong Grandma has the strength of the half-step Mahayana period, so when she looks at people, that kind of natural coercion cannot be borne by ordinary people at all, but Yang Fan is not affected at all.

At this moment, Yang Fan discovered the cultivation of Tianshan Tong's grandmother.

However, Yang Fan did not arouse much interest in Tianshan Tong's grandmother, and instead set his sights on the battle platform.

"Whew!"

Si Xingwen had already stopped at this time, adjusted his heart, and looked at Shen Haokong with deep eyes.

"You can let me use my hole cards, Shen Haokong, you are proud. ”

Shen Haokong pursed his lips with a look of disdain.

"Please!"

Then, Shen Haokong took a few steps back, giving Si Xingwen enough space to show his hole cards, and his pride was unreservedly exposed.

"Good!"

Si Xingwen was unceremoniously, put away the scimitar, and took out an ordinary long sword again.

Then Si Xingwen kept waving his hands in the surprised eyes of everyone.

Yang Fan saw that this was a relatively mysterious swordsmanship.

Whew......

Si Xingwen's speed of sword dancing became faster and faster, and the long sword in his hand left an afterimage, vaguely forming a sword flower.

And now Shen Haokong, who is opposite Si Xingwen, somehow, always feels that danger is coming.