Even Duan Weiran shook his head gently. The gap between Li Yan and the other party's realm was too big. He sighed that Li Yan was ignorant of the world. Young people could not suffer any loss. If you just have a fight for intention, what could it be? It only means that you have less experience. Such a lesson is to exchange for your life.

The only one who can stop the monk surnamed Sun is the only one here, but Duan Weiran has no intention of taking action.

He has seen too many such things, but he has no intention of eliminating the strong and helping the weak. Of course, there may be someone else to stop them here, that is, a middle-aged Confucian scholar.

"This person is not good. What are you talking about with the other party just now? If you plan to take action, you should take the lead in launching an attack and hitting out your strongest strength. That may have a miraculous effect on the enemy. Just know that you are happy and you are not using the light on your face. You will have no chance to escape the next moment. The young master took a look at it this time. This person may have some amazing skills, but his experience against the enemy is extremely poor."

Bro's eyes also had a great increase in contempt. He didn't know why his son said that this person was powerful. He thought that this person was hiding his strength like himself, but under the fact that he could not break out of the spiritual cage arranged by the enemy, he was obviously in a realm, and his cultivation level could not match a fairy technique that others could easily arrange.

Although Li Yan did not take a complete step, after half a step, the cultivator surnamed Sun still made one claw that had originally grabbed his neck and the other claw that was on the top of his head. Because the two of them had a distance, one claw was grabbing Li Yan's shoulder. As the saying goes, a slight difference is a thousand miles away, the cultivator surnamed Sun couldn't unscrew Li Yan's head at once.

But this is nothing to the monk surnamed Sun. In fact, he had captured Li Yan. He laughed strangely with a "hoo ho" sound, grabbed Li Yan's five fingers and buckled it violently. His other palm quickly raised it again. Two evil-faced ghost statues appeared on his arms. They roared to the sky, their faces were ugly and cruel, and their eyes were even more excited and fond of human lust.

Just as the two evil-faced ghost eagles floated out from the arms of the monk surnamed Sun, they screamed again, shaking the sky, and instantly overshadowed the evil-faced ghost eagles' roar, and their power was even more powerful, but the tone was terrified.

Everyone felt that this sound was wrong, and then the figure of the monk named Sun quickly retreated backward amid the loud screams.

All of this came too suddenly. From the attack of the monk named Sun to the sudden retreat, he had not even exceeded his breath. A person with low cultivation level only had a flash in front of him and something happened.

After the monks reach the foundation-building stage, life and death are often between lightning and flashing. Moreover, Li Yan and the monks surnamed Sun are originally very close to each other, and the attacks between the two sides are even more rapid and impermanent.

Everyone was still stunned and was still in a daze. The prison that had originally trapped Li Yan collapsed instantly. Then Li Yan turned his face expressionlessly, and he was cold and cold.

Looking at the monk named Sun who was retreating, his face was still as calm as water, and there was no sign of joy or anger at all.

After the monk named Sun on the other side ejaculated dozens of feet back, he also stopped. At this moment, he was holding his right hand with his left hand, and his face was constantly twisting and deforming in pain.

And his right hand was no longer there at this moment. To be precise, the five fingers of his right hand had disappeared. What made people feel chilled was that there was still silver water at the five broken fingers that were still melting and dripping.

In less than half a breath, the monk surnamed Sun's palm, which had half his finger, had melted to the base of his finger, and more silver water was dripping, causing his palm to decrease sharply at an astonishing speed.

Seeing this scene, the monk surnamed Sun never cared about the pain. He quickly slapped the storage bag with his left hand, and more than a dozen bottles and jars flew out. He used his spiritual power to burst open the cap, and then picked up a jade bottle and fell to the broken palm.

Li Yan in the distance did not pursue him. He just watched all this coldly, and his figure standing in the air was like a pavilion and a mountain.

"Poison Cultivation!" People's speech speed never makes people think quickly, and two words emerge from the bottom of their hearts at the first time.

In a short time, the monk named Sun had poured over dozens of bottles and jars, but his palms had disappeared. Since there were more bones and flesh from fingers to arms, there was more and more silver water. The monk named Sun had only poured medicine for a short time, and only wrists to arms were left in his right hand, but he used all the antidotes he carried, which had no effect at all.

You should know that his detoxification is not an ordinary person. It is an extremely precious antidote. I dare not say that it can relieve all poisons, but the poison that can be used by ordinary foundation-building poison cultivation is basically easily removed.

There was silence around, as if dead, and only the sound of water coming out of the palace gate slowly surfaced the lake still broke the silence here. No one spoke, but the eyes of Li Yan began to become solemn.

The monk surnamed Sun was sweating like rain. His black robe was already sucked up from the water. His teeth were chewed, but he did not make any pain. Seeing that all the healing medicines he had taken out had no effect at all, his face was shocked and angry, and then an inexplicable fear came to his heart. His face changed a few times, as if he was making some decision.

Suddenly, Li Yan, who had not moved, took a step towards the monk surnamed Sun with a expressionless face. A cold voice resounded throughout the sky. "You can't solve my poison, even if the monk Jindan came, you can't solve it!"

Li Yan's words made the other monks present feel that this person is swearing in their hearts and that Li Yan should be the most scammers, but they all have extraordinary eyesight. Although they have more or less contacted with some poison cultivators, the viciousness and viciousness of the poison in front of them is really the first time they have seen it. So although they feel that Li Yan boasted in their hearts, they also agree that the poison is powerful.

In fact, Li Yan didn't say that even if the Nascent Soul monk came, he might not be able to do anything. But he didn't dare to say such big words casually.

Just as Li Yan stepped forward, the monk surnamed Sun also made a decision. He raised his head suddenly, stared at Li Yan fiercely, and then his feet were filled with a sharp light and his body quickly retreated to the distance again. At the same time, he stroked his left hand on his right forearm, and a small piece of his arm with a broken bone cut of the white fleece fell from the air and fell to the lake surface with silver light.

"Do Cultivation, you are a Do Cultivation. Please wait for me. This matter has not yet ended, and we will meet again in the future!" An unwilling voice came from the air. This person was extremely cruel and decisive. When he saw that he could not detoxify, he cut his arm directly from below his elbow and then quickly left.

Li Yan stopped and did not respond to the words echoed in the air. Instead, he turned his head and glanced at the eleven people standing above the center of the lake, and then turned his eyes to the lake.

The two fought too quickly, and the result was everyone's expectations. When the monk named Sun left, many people had not yet reacted, and many people were even more unbelievable, "This is the end? That's a fake pill monk. He was defeated so quickly and easily at one meeting?"

Until this moment, they looked at Li Yan with complexity, "poison cultivator", a group of monks whom they were most reluctant to provoke. They may have weak combat power or reputation, but they often like to kill people invisibly, and they can even be said to be wandering around in the garden. The powerful poison cultivator can even destroy millions of troops in their hands.

Everyone here will poison, but no one knows how Li Yan poisoned it just now. Li Yan did not have any performance that the poisoned person should have. At least it was a light-hearted way that the poisonous cultivator could not do in the foundation-building stage, and the poisonous domineering in the end made them frightened. It melted the body of a fake pill monk, as simple as the scorching sun melting a pile of snow.

Although the body of the fake pill monk is not very hard, he has to compare with whom and mortals. Even if he stands, he will not be able to hurt half a hair if he chops his sword and axe. Even if he can cut the sword into the early stage of foundation building, his magic will not have any effect on the fake pill monk without using the spiritual treasure and magic weapon to attack it with all his strength. It is already as hard as iron, but under Li Yan's severe poison, it is as easy as melting a pile of snow.

"You made me see it away with my little friend's method, but you have to be careful. That person is the eldest disciple of the owner of the 'Ghost Diao Villa', named Sun Jiuhe, and the fellows also called him 'Ghost Diao Black Lotus'. He did not use the strongest killer this time, but it does not mean that his strength is like this."

Li Yan didn't care about the strange gazes that were all around him, especially the bookkeeper carrying a bamboo basket. While he was incredible, he looked at Li Yan several times from head to toe. Li Yan felt the other party's unscrupulous gaze, frowned, and was about to ask, although he did not want to offend the fearful blue-clothed Confucian scholar, he did not want to be looked at like this.

At this moment, an old voice rang in his ears, and someone came to him.

Li Yanxun looked at him with his eyes. Although Duan Weiran on the other side did not look at him, he still looked down at the lake, but Li Yan knew that it was this person who came from the message.

"Ghost Eagle Black Lotus?" Li Yan thought for a moment in his heart and asked in a voice transmission.

"Thank you for the reminder of fellow Daoist Duan. Here are only some tricks of carvings and insects, which can only be regarded as protective measures. Is it a lucky victory just now? Is Sun Jiuhe's strongest magic weapon or immortal art related to that black lotus?"

Duan Weiran still didn't see Li Yan, but the old voice sounded again in Li Yan's mind, "The trick of calving insects? Hahaha, my friend is too modest. There are not hundreds of poison cultivators that Duan has seen in more than a hundred years, and there are dozens of them. But I have never seen it whether it is the state of "poisonous shadows are transformed into shadows and poisonous".

As for the luck you mentioned, it is really a bit lucky. If the other party knows that you are a poison cultivator, it may not be so easy if you want to defeat him. Sun Jiuhe’s magic weapon is a black lotus, which was refined by his master, Liu Chongfeng, the owner of the ‘Ghost Diao Villa’. The magic weapon contains a second-level peak evil-faced ghost carving as a weapon spirit. It is a wind-attributed monster. You can understand what I say."

Li Yan first listened to Duan Weiran's words, and although there was no expression on his face, he didn't agree with it in his heart. "The poisonous shadow turned into a phantom, and the poison was out of the shadowless". This is a state that is difficult to reach for other poisonous cultivators, and may not be able to reach it in their entire lives.

Li Yan himself has really reached the unity of the poisonous body, and various poisons have been completely integrated into the essence, blood, bones and flesh. Therefore, he does not need to use tricks to cast spells, nor does he need to use clever and quick methods to conceal the poisoning process. As long as his mind turns, he can already use any poison in the poisonous body to be dispelled.
Chapter completed!