"That's the purple-red scorpion that I tried my best to temper. The toxins on the scorpion are extremely domineering and can swallow the true energy in the body. If there is no one in my own antidote, you will soon die of poisonous gas. Du Pengfei, as long as you admit defeat

Beg for mercy, I will give you an antidote immediately."

Bi Dalong looked proud, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said arrogantly.

"Bi Dalong, you despicable villain, dare to attack our Brother Pengfei."

The people in Wufeng Village all looked extremely ugly and cursed at the angrily dragon.

"For the secret book of the Poison King, everyone is fighting with sincerity. If you are distracted at this time, don't blame me for taking the poisonous attack on you."

Bi Dalong's face was gloomy, but his eyes were full of pride, and he said loudly.

Du Pengfei is a master of the younger generation in Wufeng Village. No one can match his position in Wufeng Village. At this moment, he was poisoned by Bi Dalong, and the others in Wufeng Village could not fight against him.

People in other villages were afraid of the power of the Second Palace Master, and they were not Bi Dalong's opponents, so in Bi Dalong's eyes, the Poison King Order was already in his hands.

Yang Fan's face changed slightly, he quickly walked to Du Pengfei's side, and asked softly: "Brother Pengfei, let me see the wound on your hand."

"Get out of here. If you hadn't come here, how could Brother Pengfei be attacked by him?"

Chen Gang looked extremely angry, and he yelled at Yang Fan, even trying to push Yang Fan away.

Yang Fan's eyes turned cold and he suddenly looked at Chen Gang. The bone-broken coldness shot out from his eyes actually made Chen Gang tremble involuntarily, and his body unconsciously took a big step back.

"Exit, Chen Gang, don't talk nonsense, it's because I'm not careful enough, what does it have to do with Yang Fan? Yang Fan, it seems that I'm going to leave here today, so don't bother to save me. This kind of poisonous people from other villages is

There is no antidote."

At this time, Du Pengfei's face had turned pale, and he said to Yang Fan with a breath.

"Don't worry, I can help you get rid of this poison."

Yang Fan investigated the toxins in Du Pengfei's body and said with a smile to him.

"Hahaha, ignorant boy, the toxin of this purple-red scorpion is beyond the people in my ** village, and there is no one in the barren mountains. You, an outsider, actually said that you can remove this poison. It's just nonsense."

Bi Pengfei seemed to have heard a huge joke, laughing and making fun of Yang Fan.

"I'm so sorry, in my opinion, you are purely a pediatrician."

Yang Fan showed a confident smile on his face. After saying to Bi Dalong, he reached out and pressed his hand on Du Pengfei's acupoints, and the vitality in his body penetrated into Du Pengfei's body.

The people from ** Village were very confident about the poison of the purple-red scorpion. When they saw Yang Fan healing Du Pengfei, they ignored him and just looked at them with a sneer.

The toxin of the purple-red scorpion can not only erode the true essence, but also poison others with the true essence. Only those who rescue themselves have higher strength than Bi Dalong can have the influence of toxins.

Yang Fan was able to come here with his own ability under the obstruction of the ** Villagers. Of course, his strength should not be underestimated. No matter whether he can save Du Pengfei, if he can consume his true energy with this toxin, of course, it is *

*The situation the villagers want to see.

Not far from where Yang Fan talked to Du Pengfei, there is a platform in the middle of the mountain peak not far from the Poison King Valley. All the high-rise buildings of the Poison King Hall are on it at this moment. Everyone can see clearly with their eyesight.

The situation of personal experts fighting in each village below.

"Bi Hailong, you really can't tell. Your son has promoted the despicable and shamelessness of your ** village very strongly."

Liang Hucheng's expression was extremely ugly, and he looked at Bi Hailong with anger and said.

"Liang Hucheng, don't sarcastically, since it's a move, of course it's all about everything. It's your own people useless. If I were you, let Du Pengfei beg for mercy and admit defeat now, otherwise, wait a while for the toxin of the poisonous scorpion to attack the heart.

Even the Hurricane Elder could not save him."

Bi Hailong's expression was extremely proud, with a smile on his lips, and he said to Liang Hucheng lightly.

Liang Hucheng was very hesitant. Du Pengfei had been poisoned at this moment, and no one in the young masters in Wufeng Village was Bi Dalong's opponent.

However, if he asked Du Pengfei to withdraw, Bi Dalong would be able to easily obtain the secret book of the Poison King Hall. This result made him feel very uncomfortable.

You should know that in this competition, those who got the Poison King Order not only obtained the Poison King secret book, but any token on the wooden bracket represents the rich genius treasure near the Poison King Valley in the deserted mountains.

If Du Pengfei was asked to withdraw from the competition at this time, Wufeng Village could be said to have no gains, but seeing that if he did not withdraw, he would lose his life, Liang Hucheng had no other way in his mind.

"Dad, wait for a while, it seems that Yang Fan has a solution."

Liang Miaoke's eyes stared at Yang Fan at the foot of the mountain, and a sense of hope arose in his heart.

"The scorpion poison in my ** village has been hiking in the barren mountains for decades. Yang Fan is just an ignorant boy outside. Do you think he can get rid of the poison?"

Looking at Yang Fan, who was healing Du Pengfei's poison at the foot of the mountain, Bi Hailong showed a sneer on his face and made a joke coldly.

Liang Hucheng was still hesitating in his heart, not knowing what to do. The Hurricane Elder of Wufeng Village suddenly stood up and looked at the foot of the mountain. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Impossible."

Bi Hailong saw the reaction of the Hurricane Elder and looked down with his eyes. His expression instantly became extremely surprised, and his eyes were filled with horror.

The places where the senior executives of the Poison King Hall are located are not far from Yang Fan and the others at the foot of the mountain. Everyone who can stand in this place has extraordinary strength and can become the elders or managers of the Poison King Hall, of course not.

General person.

At this moment, everyone followed the eyes of the Hurricane Elder, and it was easy to see that Du Pengfei's face had gradually changed from white to rosy.

The previous disordered aura was already stable. Just now, the whole arm had turned purple and black, but it slowly changed back to its original color. Various situations showed that although the toxins had not been completely removed, they had been controlled by Yang Fan.

"This is impossible. The toxin of the purple-red scorpion has dominated the barren mountains for decades. Without the unique antidote of my ** Village, this kid is an outsider and can actually resolve this poison."

Bi Hailong's expression changed drastically, his eyes were filled with horror, and he was extremely shocked in his heart.

"It seems that this kid is not simple."

Even a master like the Second Palace Master who was not indifferent to his emotions became extremely solemn, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

For the second hall master, the weaker the masters in other villages, the greater the chances he has. However, the strength Yang Fan showed now made him feel afraid.

"Hahaha, Bi Hailong, it seems that the purple-red scorpion in your ** village is just a false reputation. Yang Fan suppressed it in just a few seconds."

Liang Hucheng's expression instantly showed great joy, and he said to Bi Hailong with a sarcastic smile on his lips, as if he had accidentally glanced at the Second Palace Master.

The expressions of the Second Palace Master and Bi Hailong became extremely ugly. Bi Hailong snorted coldly and sat back on his chair unwillingly.

At this moment, on the platform at the foot of the mountain, Bi Dalong's face was not far from sight, and his eyes were filled with horror.

"Where did you get the detoxification method of the purple-red scorpion from our ** village?"

Bi Dalong's eyes were filled with resentment, and he asked Yang Fan with a ferocious expression.

"A joke, Ququ Scorpion poison, it is said to be unsolvable. Why do you think that only your village has antidotes and methods?"

Yang Fan smiled and took his palm away from Du Pengfei's body, and mocked Bi Dalong.

"You bastard..."

Bi Dalong couldn't help but stutter, pointing at Yang Fan with his finger, but couldn't say anything.

No matter where, this bastard Yang Fan will appear, repeatedly destroying his plans.
Chapter completed!