"Yang Yi, you can't kill me!"

A middle-aged man in a green robe who was chased by Yang Yi looked frightened, "I threw poison, if you want Gu Caiyu to live, you can't kill me!"

Yang Yi's halberd hooked his body, hooked him in front of him, and leaned over to look at this person, "What's your name?"

The middle-aged man in the green robe said: "My name is Wang Buyu, I am a disciple of Baiyun Mountain, and the poisonous envelope was thrown into the yard by me, and only I have the antidote." He shouted, "You can't kill me!"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Can I kill you?"

Wang Buyu saw that Yang Yi's eyes were full of murderous aura, and he slowly pulled out a long sword from behind his back, and was immediately shocked, and said sharply: "Do you ignore Gu Caiyu's life or death?"

Yang Yi said lightly: "There is no antidote, what antidote do you want?"

Wang Buyu said in a trembling voice: "Wait, how do you know that there is no antidote......?

Yang Yi didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, and took out an envelope from his body, which was the one that caused Gu Caiyu's poisoning. grabbed Wang Buyu's neck, made his mouth open wide, stuffed the envelope into his mouth, and said coldly: "This is the envelope you poisoned, since you said that there is an antidote, then good, I won't kill you, you can use the antidote to save yourself!"

Wang who was thrown on the ground by Yang Yi was silent, lying on the ground and rolling his eyes and retching, and at the same time he was frightened.

His family knew his own affairs, and when he asked the disciples of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons for this poison, the disciples of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons had told him that there was no solution to this poison, and he should be cautious when using it, even if the Lord of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons was desperate for this poison, he felt quite tricky.

At this time, Yang Yi stuffed the poisonous envelope into his mouth, and after he pulled the envelope out of his mouth, his entire tongue was already numb.

His mouth whined, saliva flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth, and he felt his tongue swell more and more, and gradually his mouth was almost unable to contain it. This time he was even more shocked, and he hurriedly rummaged all over, rummaged for a long time, and turned out a small porcelain bottle, which was the antidote given to him by the disciple of Ten Thousand Poison Valley.

At that time, the disciple of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons said to him: "There is no incurable poison in the whole world, but this poison is too domineering, if you really want to crack this poison, you must be able to attack the poison before you can survive." ”

"It's just that although there are many poisonous things in the world, even if you can find a poison that is enough to resist this poison, who can accurately grasp the magnitude of the poison? Who can find a highly toxic thing that just neutralizes this poison? Who can choose the appropriate proportion?" The disciple said clearly when he gave him the antidote to poison, "I have no antidote, only anti-poison medicine, if you accidentally get poisoned, the pill in this bottle can temporarily suppress the poison, but it can only be delayed for three days, and after three days, the poison will become more violent, and there is no possibility of salvation." ”

Now that he has been poisoned, the so-called drinking water to quench his thirst, although he can only suppress this poison for three days, but the fire burns his eyebrows, and he can't care so much at this time.

He shuddered and opened the porcelain bottle, poured out a few pills, and was about to put them in his mouth, when suddenly his palm was cold, and then a sharp pain came, and he looked down to see that his arm had been cut off by a halberd.

It was Yang Yi who made the shot.

After cutting off Wang Buyu's arm, Yang Yi picked up the porcelain bottle in mid-air into his hand, poured out a pill and smelled it, and sighed: "Sure enough, it is the method of attacking poison with poison, your pill should be antitoxification rather than detoxification, I'm afraid even if you take this medicine, you won't live for three days!"

"Woooooo

Wang Buyu covered his arm, his heart was broken, and he heard Yang Yi say that the efficacy of this pill was exactly the same, and his heart was even more desperate. He grew his mouth and wanted to say something, but at this moment his tongue was swollen and filled his entire mouth, and it became difficult to breathe, and he could not speak at all, but only knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. Suddenly, the fortune teller's comment on his words flashed in his mind:

A pinch is a person,

Bundled on the cross.

Keep your left and right feet on the ground,

It turned out to be a hanged man!

He was having trouble breathing and was dizzy, so what was the difference between him and the hanged man?

At this moment, Wang Buyu felt endless regret in his heart, "Why don't I listen to the fortune teller?

When he was drowsy, he suddenly heard a Buddha horn sounding from his side, "Amitabha!

Yang Yi sat on the saddle bridge, heard the sound, and saw a fat monk in a yellow monk's robe walking over from the corner of the street, this monk was extremely tall and fat, but his light body kung fu was excellent. When he shouted, the others were still more than ten zhang away, but in the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of Yang Yima.

After this monk arrived at Yang Yi's side, he ignored Yang Yi, first bent down and helped Wang Buyu up, and saw that his face was swollen like a pig's head, and he couldn't help but be startled, "Good, good, what kind of poison is this, so it has become like this?"

He looked at Yang Yi and saluted: "Master Yang, please also take the antidote, and solve the poison in this benefactor!"

Yang Yi was stunned and said: "This poison is his own, where do I have any antidote?"

The fat monk shook his head and said, "What a ridiculous thing is this? You said that this poison was on this benefactor himself, could it be that he couldn't think of it for a while and was ready to commit suicide?"

Yang Yi said: "You can say the same!"

The fat monk was displeased, "Lord Yang is deliberately entertaining the old man?"

Yang Yi slowly lifted the halberd in his hand and aimed it at the fat monk's chest, "What are you?

He said slowly: "I have limited patience today, I don't kill a few people, it seems that they still think that Yang is easy to bully! Fat monk, you have two choices now, either go or die!"

The fat monk clasped his hands together, "Amitabha! Lord Yang, why do you want to kill innocent people in vain!"

Yang Yi didn't say more, the halberd in his hand stabbed forward suddenly, and shouted: "Wen Bao wants to take it, you say they are innocent?"

The halberd instantly reached the fat monk's chest.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing the halberd stabbing coming, the fat monk clasped his hands together and slapped Yang Yi's halberd head.

Yang Yi's halberd stabbed away, the speed was as fast as lightning, but the speed of the fat monk's double palms was not slow, and in the loud bang, Yang Yi's halberd was actually clamped by him with two palms the size of a pu fan.

"Huh?"

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows, his halberd shook, and the tall body of the fat monk suddenly rose from the ground and floated into the distance.

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Very good, great monk, if you can take my halberd and not die, I will spare your life!"

Although the fat monk caught Yang Yi's thunderous blow, this was his full palm that exhausted his spirit and spirit, and after catching Yang Yi's halberd, at this time, he was shocked by a strong force on the halberd and his internal organs were displaced, and his heart was pounding, but he was even more afraid, "If I was a little slower just now, I would inevitably have the misfortune of the halberd piercing my chest!"

He was shocked and angry, and glared at Yang Yi angrily, "Yang Yi, how did the old monk offend you? Why did you put me to death!"

Yang Yi said with a smile: "When they coveted the exquisite jade plate in our hands, they didn't see you come forward to stop it, but when I came to kill them, you came to the rescue, hehe, it is really a compassionate disciple of Buddhism!"

When the fat monk saw his second halberd stabbing coming, there was a sudden ghost crying and howling in front of him, and the scene hallucinations of blood waves surging, that is, the tip of the nose seemed to have a bloody breath drifting through, and for a moment it was like falling into hell, such as entering the ghost city, a great fear, a big panic rose from his heart, he wanted to shout and struggle, try his best to break free from this infinite nightmare, suddenly his body shook, and the illusion in front of him suddenly disappeared, and the last thing he saw was the back of Yang Yi riding on a yellow horse.

After Yang Yi stabbed out the halberd, he quickly retracted the halberd, turned his horse around, and never looked back.

The fat monk behind him looked surprised in disbelief, and muttered, "Good halberd!"

A puddle of blood suddenly spurted out of his chest, and he rolled over and fell to the ground with a "poof".

Falling to the ground with him was also a highly poisoned Wang Buyu.

Gu Caiyu was in Yang Yi's arms, his breath began to become weak, and he said softly: "Third brother, don't kill anymore! The murderers have been found, and the rest of the people will spare them." ”

Yang Yi said: "I spared them, who spared us?"

(To be continued.) )