You must know that Ye Luoer is not just cultivating herbs in the Holy Grass Valley!

Three-drug!

Her grasp of poison is even more terrifying.

And the silver needle that was shot just now contains a poison unique to the Holy Grass Valley, Tianhancao.

A drop of Tianhancao juice can make a practitioner lose an arm.

If the quantity is large, it can kill people invisible.

At this moment, Hou Yong felt the poison in his arms spreading more and more, and his whole body felt a little stiff.

He no longer hesitated, took out a pill in a panic, and drank it directly.

But the toxicity was not alleviated at all.

He raised his head sharply and stared at Ye Luoer: "Smelly bitch, what kind of poison did you give me!"

Ye Luoer crossed his arms and said in an interesting tone: "I advise you to cut off that arm now, otherwise the poison will spread throughout your body and even the King of Heaven will not be able to save you."

Hou Yong's face changed drastically and he shouted angrily: "Smelly bitch, where is the antidote? Give it to me quickly!"

"Sorry, I won't give you the antidote even if I feed it to a dog!"

Although Ye Luoer is simple, her personality is very fierce.

These two people made her very unhappy, how could she let them go so easily.

"court death!"

Hou Yong didn't want to die in the hands of a casual cultivator, so he used his other hand to hold out a long sword, and the power of the Void King Realm covered his whole body.

Go away with one sword.

"Since you want one of my hands, I will cut off one of your hands today!"

The wind is dancing.

The power of the Void King Realm is even more angry, and its power is extremely terrifying.

The sword intention is so fast, even as fast as lightning.

Ye Luoer, who is in the Holy King realm, has reached the peak in the field of poisons and herbal medicines, but in terms of strength, she is really vulnerable.

After all, what she really needs is the skills of the Blood Spirit Clan, not the skills of Kunlunxu!

Seeing that the sword intention was about to fall, Ye Luoer's face turned pale and she even took a few steps back.

She was destined to be unable to compete with this sword.

The talented disciples around him were extremely indifferent to Linghai Sect Hou Yong's actions against the casual cultivators.

They have been waiting here for many days and have long been accustomed to fighting.

What's more, the life of a casual cultivator itself is humble, so it doesn't matter if he is killed.

So much so that during the whole process, no one took a second glance.

Seeing that a sword was about to penetrate, Hou Yong's eyes were filled with madness!

But at this critical moment, a magnetic voice sounded in his ears.

"Has the person who touched me passed the time?"

Hou Yong was startled, and before he could react, he saw a hand appearing in front of him.

The five fingers spread out and then suddenly closed.

Then, his sword stopped.

All power seems to disappear.

How can it be!

He was extremely confident in his sword power, but now, he was caught by a casual cultivator with one hand!

What the hell is this!

Only then did he notice Ye Chen wearing a mask. His first reaction was that he looked familiar, but he couldn't recall it.

Suddenly, he thought of something!

Rogue cultivator! Mask! Such power!

Only one person!

Ye Shitian!

"You...you are Ye Shitian!"

Hou Yong's eyes widened.

But Ye Chen didn't pay any attention to it. He looked at Ye Luo'er with interest and asked curiously: "Do you want him to live?"

Ye Luoer shook his head.

"good."

Ye Chen didn't have any nonsense, the power in his palm exploded!

The next second, Hou Yong's spiritual sword shattered into pieces.

The violent air wave forcefully knocked Hou Yong away!

His body hit the ground hard and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Before the pale Hou Yong could react, Ye Chen had already pinched a fragment of the spiritual sword between his two fingers.

Eject directly!

Facing Ye Chen's forcibly falling debris, Hou Yong was frightened.

He knew very well that he could no longer resist.

The crisis of death completely enveloped him.

This moment seems like a thousand years.

Countless thoughts flashed through Hou Yong's mind.

The time waiting for death passes extremely slowly.

"Brother, help me quickly!"

Hou Yong couldn't care less and quickly grabbed the young man next to him!

The young man also fully reacted and was about to take action, but found that it was too late.

"stop!"

But Ye Chen shot the fragments too fast!

The whole body is wrapped in violent thunder arcs!

The fragments slid past the senior brother's fingers, and he could only watch helplessly as death enveloped Hou Yong.

"Puch!"

The fragments wrapped in countless lightning arcs passed through Hou Yong's body under the eyes of everyone.

"No!"

Amidst Hou Yong's roar, the heaven and earth seemed to split as the fragments passed by.

This is a death threat.

Suddenly, Ye Chen noticed something out of the corner of his eye. A figure quickly emerged from the door.

Master!

The figure appeared next to Hou Yong in the blink of an eye.

Five fingers slapped Hou Yong's body, almost to the limit.

Hou Yong's body also moved slightly. Although the fragment penetrated the body, it missed the vital part!

This is the only thing that figure can do.

Blood splashed amidst the dull penetration sound.

"Ahhhh..."

Hou Yong screamed heartbreakingly.

But at the last moment, he did not sit still and wait for death.

He knew someone was helping him, so when the fragments shot into his body, he forcibly used the power of his Dantian to condense into an air shield within his body.

This is the power given to him by his master!

It's a pity that all this happened too quickly, not enough for him to exert all his power!

The air shield shattered.
To be continued...