"Lord Soul Hooker!" the gang of the Bu Sword Court shouted in surprise.

When I looked at it again, I saw that the soul seducer fell to the ground without any grace, and the blood in his mouth spurted out without money.

His face was as white as paper, and he looked at the old man in horror, his eyes full of disbelief.

The soul hook made his heart frightened: "How can he be so strong?"

The gangs, seeing that their leader was injured, were furious, and immediately surrounded the old man, but they did not dare to come forward.

The old man looked at the hundreds of Sword Court gangs in front of him, as if they were nothing. He pulled Zhang Yang up, then turned around to leave.

Although Zhang Yang was weak, he was very sane. The purpose of his trip is to get the antidote to "devouring the heart", if the antidote is not available, all the suffering he suffered before will be in vain.

"Senior, I can't go yet. Zhang Yang said weakly.

The old man frowned and said, "If you don't leave, will you stay here and wait for death?"

Zhang Yang's eyes were firm, and he stared at the stunned poison king, and said: "Don't hide it from the seniors, the juniors came here because a friend of the juniors was poisoned by His Excellency the Poison King. ”

The old man laughed twice and said, "This is easy to do!"

After speaking, his eyes fell on the poison king, spread his palms, and said with a smile: "Take it out!"

The poison king stagnated for a moment, and stammered: "I ...... I ......"

Suddenly, the old man's face changed, he shook his hand and pumped it with a big-eared melon seed, and said angrily: "If you ask you to take it, you can take it, and you will make my old man angry!"

The poison king was slapped in the face, and five blood-red palm prints suddenly appeared on his face, turning into a big flower face.

The poison king covered his face tremblingly, and said tremblingly: "This poison of 'devouring the heart' is the antidote...... The antidote has not yet been developed!"

But where there is a strange poison, the emphasis is on nirvana, so people who study this type of poison generally do not develop an antidote.

Hearing this, Zhang Yang's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

There is no cure, doesn't that mean that Yingying's poison is hopeless?

The old man pulled Zhang Yang, and suddenly felt Zhang Yang's body tremble suddenly.

Immediately, his face became extremely gloomy, and his eyes were staring at the poison king, his eyes were like knives.

The Poison King felt that terrifying gaze, and his whole body turned cold, and he couldn't help but step back, wanting to avoid the old man.

Suddenly, the old man spoke, and he said in a cold voice: "Then you should always have this 'heart-devouring poison', right?"

The Poison King was stunned for a moment, and said suspiciously: "What do you want to do...... What?"

Before he could finish his words, the old man suddenly interrupted: "Yes, or no!"

The Poison King was startled, and immediately nodded again and again, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes, yes!"

As he spoke, he took out a small black vial from his bosom and handed it to the old man with trembling fingers.

The old man's eyes flashed with coldness, and he suddenly grabbed the arm of the poison king, and pulled all the medicine bottles with him.

The poison king was shocked, and before he could figure out the situation, he felt his jaw being pushed up, and then his mouth was pinched open.

Under his horrified gaze, a wisp of pure black venom poured down and poured into his mouth!

Then the old man kicked out suddenly, and lifted the poison king five or six feet away.

The poison king fell to the ground, screaming in horror, holding his throat with both hands, retching, and rolling on the ground.

After a while, his hair turned gray and his skin was wrinkled like tree bark. Black poisonous blood gushed out of his mouth, his eyes bulged, and his limbs gradually became rotten, turning into large patches of pus and blood.

The old man looked at it, sighed, and said to Zhang Yang: "It seems that he is not lying, there is really no antidote to this poison!"

If he has an antidote and is poisoned himself, he will definitely take it out as soon as possible.

Zhang Yang's chest suddenly felt tight, and he couldn't help but muttered to himself.

"There is no antidote, hehe, Bujian Ting? Tang Muqing, you have done a good thing! I swear in this time today that I will exhaust my life's strength, if I don't set foot on the Cloth Sword Court, teach me to break my bones and raise ashes, and I will not be reincarnated for eternity!"

He looked up to the sky and roared, tears fell, at this moment, the little apology he had for Tang Muqing all turned into endless hatred.

"Zhang Yang, is he?" the old man looked at Zhang Yang's eyes with a little surprise.

On Bu Jianting's side, the seriously injured soul seducer, when he heard this name, a trace of surprise also flashed in his eyes, and then turned into a strong killing intent.

The Soul Hooker reluctantly stood up, staring at Zhang Yang with cold eyes, and asked, "You said you are Zhang Yang, Sword Demon Zhang Yang?"

Zhang Yang looked at the soul envoy and sneered: "Yes, it's me! Tell Tang Muqing that I'm back Zhang Yang, and the sins she did should be repaid!"

"Okay, very good!" the soul envoy nodded and said, "The meridians have been abolished, but they can still be restored, and your creation is amazing." However, I see that your martial arts have regressed a lot compared to the legend, hum, even if you recover well, I'm afraid you won't be able to move forward half a step forward, haha...... , I still want to find the queen of heaven for revenge, I can't do it!"

Suddenly, the soul hook envoy took two steps back, his face changed, and he shouted coldly: "This Zhang Yang is the person that the queen hates the most, whoever can kill him, the queen of heaven has a heavy reward!"

The soul hook made it clear in his heart that the reason why the queen of heaven let Zhang Yang go was because he wanted him to be tortured, humiliated, and finally die with hatred.

But now, this Zhang Yang has not only repaired the meridians, but also retains good martial arts, although with his current skills, it is not enough to be the enemy of Bu Jian Ting, but this is a disaster after all.

Nibbling threats in the bud is Bu Jianting's consistent style of work.

Under the so-called heavy reward, there must be brave men, and under the order of the soul hooker, the gang of Bujian Court rushed up like a tide as if they were crazy.

They relied on the strength of the crowd, and they were also a lot indifferent to the old man's jealousy, and they showed their weapons one after another, and greeted Zhang Yang and the old man.

The old man frowned secretly, he was not afraid of how many people of this kind of goods, but he had to protect Zhang Yang, and for a while, his movements were a little restricted.

When the long ......

There are twelve different weapons, at the same time towards Zhang Yang, the old man snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to protect Zhang Yang behind him, and raised his big sleeves, those weapons looked at the old man's sleeve robe, and there were dazzling sparks, and when the sound sounded one after another, those people were all shaken away, and the weapons in their hands fell off the ground.

His sleeves are comparable to gold and iron, what a terrible skill!

For a while, the gang members of Bu Jian Court were a little shocked. However, their goal is not this old man, but Zhang Yang, no matter how powerful this old man is, whether he has three heads and six arms, and so many people on his side, as long as he restrains this old man a little, it is not impossible to kill Zhang Yang.

As long as you can make this contribution, the queen of heaven, this merit is even greater.

As soon as they thought of this, the gang members of Bu Jianting were as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they were all in high spirits, and they actually worked harder.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and the old man's kung fu is high, but he doesn't have three heads and six arms, and it is impossible to guarantee that Zhang Yang will not be killed in a melee of hundreds of people.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but be furious, and the killing intent in his eyes became even stronger.

Seeing a knife coming to him, the old man's eyes were cold, he slapped his palm on the back of the knife, and the man's knife immediately changed direction and stabbed it fiercely in the chest of the same door.

Before he could come back to his senses, the old man pinched his throat, only to hear a clatter, his throat bone was immediately pinched and shattered, and scarlet blood flowed down his throat.

The old man snorted coldly, threw him out, and smashed a large piece at once.

After that, the old man's arm flicked, and a violent sword qi erupted out, only to see the surrounding Bujian Ting gang, one by one, in the lower abdomen, were cut one after another hideous wounds, and suddenly flew backwards, and the wounds on his body shot out like a fountain.

One move, in the blink of an eye, killed at least ten people!

But the gang of Bu Jian Ting, as if they didn't want to die, went forward one after another, and kept pouring up.

The old man was murderous, with a cruel smile on his face, and his shots were like hooks, forks, splitting palms, and punching......

Every time, blood is splattered in the sky, and broken bones can be smelled!

Legs like whips, such as scissors, kicking, jumping, strong and heavy, the move is terrible!

It's just three breaths, and it's already fallen around, no less than thirty corpses!

The soul envoy looked at the battle in the field indifferently, and said to the dumb slave who came to his side at some point: "Release the signal, call all the masters who went out to perform the task to come back, no one wants to leave today!"

The mute slave nodded, took out a small wooden cylinder from his bosom, pulled off the lid, and as soon as he reached out and pulled the lead, he saw a black smoke, rushing out of the small wooden cylinder, forming the outline of a black giant sword in the air.

Although the old man is in the middle of the battlefield, he sees six ways and listens to all directions. See that flare. He couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, the other party was going to call a helper.

Although Bu Jian Court has not been established for a long time, it has become famous, and there are countless masters under its umbrella. This signal flare is released, and I don't know how many good players will be brought in!

At that time, he was under siege, he was not worried about himself, but he was afraid that he would not be able to get out.

"Alas...... , finally had a chance to fight with the masters, but now it seems that it is not possible, if there is a chance in the future, the old man will personally try this cloth sword court, what kind of masters have gathered. The old man shook his head secretly, knowing that today's fight would not be successful.

At the moment, the speed of the shot has accelerated a lot, although he is with publicity, but in the siege of hundreds of people, the back and forth conflicts, it is like entering a no-man's land!

Everywhere I passed, I was covered with blood, and corpses were everywhere!

Bu Jian's eyes moved slightly, as if he saw the old man's intentions, and he snorted coldly at the moment, and said loudly: "Listen, disciples, our reinforcements are coming soon, as long as everyone delays for a while, as soon as the reinforcements arrive, they will not be able to escape, and everyone will be rewarded!"

His shouting order made the gangsters, who had originally had the intention of retreating, get excited again, and it was another ironclad defense, blocking in front of the old man!

"The mantis arm is a car!" The old man snorted coldly, swept out with one kick, and instantly kicked over five people, seemingly unbreakable, as if he had made an understatement by his kick, and forcibly broke a hole.

Hooking Soul's face changed, and he was about to speak, when suddenly, he saw the old man's fierce gaze, which was actually locked on him.

"What does he want to do?" Soul Hook was shocked, and couldn't help but retreat!