"Chen Yu... won!"

"The disciples of the Poison King Sect were defeated in just a few moves."

"The poison used by that woman is extremely powerful, why did she lose like this?"

There was surprise and even more doubt around.

The green-haired woman from the Poison King Sect is indeed very powerful in using poison, and there are still many poisonous substances in the jar.

But as long as the other party is not given the chance to use poison, there is nothing scary.

In fact, the green-haired woman used poison from the beginning, but Chen Yu was very resistant to toxins. Before the other strange poison was used, she was defeated by Chen Yu Xunlei.

Chen Yu's victory made the Southern Region greatly increase its face and restore some face.

The genius from the Southern Region at the God of Food Banquet also looked a little better.

Only Shen Ji, with a gloomy face, snorted coldly, and remained silent.

"Junior Sister Tao!"

The man in green robe rushed out immediately and rushed to the side of the green-haired woman.

"Boy, you are so cruel and ruthless that you burned the broken arm."

The man in the green robe yelled angrily, and the hideous scar on his face looked like a centipede-like ghost.

If you just cut off your arms, you can still use them with the help of spiritual medicine.

But Yangming's sword finger was activated by [Blood Blade], which swallowed all the vitality of blood and energy in the broken arm, leaving only a piece of charred bones.

In this case, the green-haired woman's arms are not likely to be connected.

In the competition and competition, death and injury are inevitable. The green-haired woman is just a broken limb. If she couldn't dodge just now, she might have lost her life.

The man in the green robe, "Wan Poison Venerable", knew that Chen Yu did not mean it, and now he was talking lies with his eyes open.

"I said earlier that if she left just now, she could have avoided the disaster."

Chen Yu did not do it on purpose and was not afraid at all.

This is the Southern Region. How can the Poison King Sect do to him?

"you……"

The green-haired woman stared at Chen Yu fiercely, wishing she could eat Chen Yu alive.

However, it was her challenge that she had failed now. If she was a nonsense, the powerful people in the Southern Region might use this as an excuse to drive away the Poison King Sect.

"Junior Sister Tao, I will avenge you."

The man in the green robe, Wan Poison Venerable, had a cold look in his eyes.

"The Venerable of Ten Thousand Poisons, ranked fourth in the Western Regions' "Chief List". I heard that he directly poisoned his strong enemy in the last battle!"

Hou Chen showed a solemn look.

The green-haired woman just now didn't know much, but the green-robed man named Wan Poison Venerable was a famous Western Region "The Legend of the Prodigy" powerful man.

In the last battle of the Western Regions genius ranking battle, a strong enemy whose strength is not much different from that of the Wanpo Venerable was directly poisoned by him.

"Are the Western Regions Poison King Sect ready for a round-rotary battle?"

Tu Zhixiang asked out loud.

"I, the Venerable of Wan Poison, naturally I won't do this. I will give you an hour of rest!"

"After an hour, I'm ready to accept my challenge. I hope you won't be a turtle when the time comes."

The Wanpo Venerable glanced at Tu Zhixiang, stood up straight, and said coldly.

"This guy..."

Chen Yu's face slightly darkened.

The Wanpo Venerable is not interested in the ranking battle of the Southern Region’s genius list, and he does not really care about his junior sister.

His purpose is only high-class seats.

Among the top ten, only Chen Yu's cultivation level is at the peak of the early stage of the Konghai Realm.

The Venerable Wanpo finds himself a high-sounding reason. If Chen Yu is challenging, no one will say that he is strong and weak.

Chen Yu returned to the white jade chair and a soft and warm feeling came.

The white light mist emitted from the chair slowly enveloped Chen Yu.

The poison that was in the battle just now was quickly excreted from the body with Chen Yu's own body's ability to heal and the miraculous effect of the white jade chair.

After a while, the poison that Chen Yu was infected with was completely resolved.

On the other side, the Venerable Wanpo, helped the green-haired woman to the elder of the sect.

"Senior brother, how could I lose to that kid?"

The green-haired woman gritted her teeth and felt very unwilling.

Her poison refining skills are among the top in the sect, not less than the number of Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons.

"Real battles cannot be solved by poison. Your ability to refine poison is not much weaker than mine, but what about combat skills and experience?"

The Venerable Wanpoison explained a sentence in a simple and unpretentious way.

Behind him, the thin old man nodded slightly.

What Venerable Wanpo is said is completely correct.

At this point, Venerable Wanpo did a great job, otherwise he would not have become the most outstanding disciple of the Poison King Sect.

The green-haired woman is completely addicted to the world of poison refining.

After all, poison is an external object. Only by being strong can the power of the external object be better utilized.

"You will see how you poison that kid to death later."

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the Venerable Wanpo.

In the competition, death and injury are inevitable.

Besides, he could make Chen Yu die of poison after the battle, and probably the sects of the Southern Region would not say anything.

"Senior brother, he seems to be practicing."

The green-haired woman looked at Chen Yu at the God of Food Banquet.

Chen Yu is tempering the mysterious magic body like before.

At this moment, he was even more sure that this white jade chair has magical effects on the body, heart and soul.

Combined with physical tempering, the effect will be even more.

"Hehe, this person is physical cultivation and tempering his body. But this is interesting. I can ask the deity to feed him more poison."

The Wanpo Venerable smiled stronger and more cruel and cruel.

Around the square, another genius from the Kowloon Temple appeared to challenge Luo Qiumei.

The competition for the God of Food Banquet is extremely fierce.

"The God of Food Banquet, my Guang tribe is here to join in the fun."

A woman suddenly flew out in the crowd. She was wearing goose yellow clothes and holding a jade flute in her hand. Her posture was elegant, like a classical beauty in poetry and paintings.

"The broad clan of the six middle-aged clans."

"I heard that this clan is good at Yindao."

Hou Chen looked at the classical beauty with interest.

"Young man, would you like to listen to the little girl playing a song?"

Huang Shang has a elegant temperament and a smile on his face.

The target of the challenge for the people of the Guang clan is "Hou Chen", a marquis who are also a medieval clan.

"The Guang clan, one of the six ancient clans!"

"How many forces has the God of Food attracted?"

Although the powerful people in the Southern Region tried their best to conceal the news.

But there is no airtight wall in the world, let alone the God of Food Feast!

People from the Guang clan, like the Kowloon Temple, have arrived long ago, but are hidden among the crowd.

"The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect is just the beginning, and the Nine Dragon Temple and the Guang clan are not the end..."

Not only that.

Whoosh!

To the west, a huge stone plate was speeding towards the sky.

Above the stone plate, the array pattern is filled with a layer of silver-patterned light characters, which is rapidly surrounding the stone plate.
To be continued...