First show of strength

The peaceful and quiet Yihe Village is shrouded in an ominous atmosphere.

In the air, the Hunchbacked Poison King and the slightly fat middle-aged monk were dozens of feet apart, confronting each other from afar.

The former's face was a little pale, blood was spilled out of the corners of his mouth, his face was ugly, and his eyes were filled with endless anger; the latter's face was cold and his purple-gray light rippled, emitting a breath of death.

"Haha, Master, you still hand over the 'Seven Ten Thousand Poison Rings' and other treasures and secret recipes of poison techniques. Disciples can swear that as long as you hand over these things, you will not provoke you in the future."

The slightly fat middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Don't think I'd rather burn all the jade than give you these things."

The Hunchbacked Poison King showed a resolute expression on his face, and he had the determination to rather break the jade than to be completely broken.

If he ignores life and death, give up the nine success powers of suppressing injuries, and exerts the strength of a powerful man in the Nascent Soul stage, he will definitely have the ability to die with the other party.

"Hahaha... The Poison King is worthy of being the Poison King. Master, how could I, a disciple, not understand your personality?"

The slightly fat middle-aged man didn't find it strange at all.

Slap!

He slapped his high-high twice, and from the ruins of the house covered in smoke and dust, a woman's cry came: "Help... Grandpa!"

I saw the purple-clothed poisoner, holding Luo Shui's elegant neck as white as jade, walking to the open space.

"Hehe, Master, you can ignore your own safety, but you have to think about your granddaughter."

The purple-clothed poisoner smiled evilly, and the force on his hands increased a little.

Suddenly, Luo Shui's pretty face turned red, she had difficulty breathing, and she kept coughing and sobbing.

"You two shameless villains, the grudges in the world of immortal cultivation actually implicated an innocent woman."

The Hunchbacked Poison King was furious and his whole body was trembling.

"Master, are you still willing to continue to be stubborn?" The slightly fat middle-aged man looked as if he was sure to win: "You can only use one percent of your strength now and cannot beat your disciple. If you want to fight to the death, I will ask my disciple to kill this delicate and delicate little girl immediately. Oh, such a good seedling, if you don't have time to experience the greatest joy of life because of your thoughts, it would be a pity..."

"Hmph, she is just an orphan in this village. She was adopted by her master and has no blood relationship. Do you think I will let your conspiracy succeed because of her?"

The Hunchbacked Poison King said with a cold face.

"Hahaha... Master, you are actually very concerned about feelings, how can you not know? If you care about her, let's try it." The slightly fat middle-aged man suddenly turned cold and said to the young man in purple:

"Dig one of her eyes!"

“Yes, Master.”

The purple-clothed poisoner looked ferocious, and stretched out a finger and was about to take action.

"ah--"

Luo Shui was so scared that his face was pale and he simply fainted.

"stop!"

The hunchbacked old man roared angrily, stopping the purple-clothed poisoner from acting.

The slightly fat middle-aged man immediately smiled brightly: "Master, you are finally willing to agree."

"Haha, this fellow poison master has only been two months away, and we have met again."

At this moment, a man's voice came from behind.

"Who?"

The slightly fat middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, and he almost burst into cold sweat. He was so proud that he was approached by someone before he knew it, but he didn't feel anything at all.

"It's you-"

The purple-clothed poisoner exclaimed, staring at Yang Fan, with a look of fear.

"Who are you?"

The slightly fat middle-aged man flashed and looked at Yang Fan in surprise.

"Master, he is the one Yang Yaoshi who resolved the Iron Moshan poison technique a few days ago." The purple-clothed poison master quickly explained.

"Hmph, no wonder you can break our poison technique. It turns out that you have obtained this old immortal inheritance." The slightly fat middle-aged man looked at the hunchbacked poison king again and said, "No wonder, Master, you are unwilling to hand over the treasure and inheritance to me. Is it all because of him?"

After saying that, he looked at Yang Fan's eyes with murderous intent flashing faintly.

When the Humpback Poison King saw Yang Fan coming, he smiled: "You finally came out of seclusion and stepped into the golden elixir."

"Thank you for the elixir given by my senior, otherwise it would be difficult for me to break through to the advanced level so quickly."

Yang Fan bowed and saluted, his face feeling peaceful and harmonious, as if he was unaware of the urgent situation in front of him.

"Hmph, it turns out that he is a young man who has just entered the Golden Pill!"

The slightly fat middle-aged man sneered, but he felt a little more afraid.

There are more high-level monk Yang Fan, and in the frontal battle, the master and disciple will not be able to gain any advantage.

At this moment, his only reliance was to capture Luoshui alive.

After Yang Fan finished his salute, his eyes swept away the fat middle-aged and purple-clothed poison master, and he smiled indifferently: "Senior Poison King, you have injuries on your body. Let's leave these two mobs to Yang to deal with."

"You first entered the Golden Pill, but my two disciples have entered the Golden Pill period for nearly a hundred years. Don't be too arrogant. We can win steadily against him, but Shui'er was captured alive by him..."

The Hunchbacked Poison King quickly sent a message to Yang Fan's spiritual sense, telling him not to be impulsive.

"Hahaha... It's really ridiculous. A monk who has just entered the high-level Jindan level wants to deal with Yue."

The slightly fat middle-aged man looked sarcastic. He was just a little afraid of Yang Fan. He had the absolute certainty of winning by fighting alone.

"Is that true?" Yang Fan smiled slightly, but his eyes fell in front of the purple-clothed poisoner.

"What do you want to do? If you dare to attack me, I will kill her."

The purple-clothed vicious teacher's harsh and weak character.

"I'm going to take action..."

A sharp light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and he raised his left hand.

This is his left hand of death!

Xianhong's secret skill, three times a day.

Even if I have now entered the fourth level of the Gongxian Hongjue, I only have three times a day.

"Don't act rashly!"

The hunchbacked poison king's face changed drastically, and Luoshui was in the hands of the enemy. If there was any mistake, he would die.

He really didn't understand why Yang Fan, who usually looks very calm and steady, did this?

However, the moment Yang Fan raised his left hand, the purple-clothed poisoner became stiff.

Click!

His throat was crushed, and his body was different!

Plop! Gough...

The purple-clothed poisoner's head rolled to the ground. Even if he died, he didn't understand what was going on.

What!!

The slightly fat middle-aged man was stunned and completely shocked, and he also didn't understand what was going on.

The Hunchbacked Poison King was also stunned. When Yang Fan raised his hand, the purple-clothed Poison Master was in a different place.

call out!

After killing the purple-clothed poisoner in seconds, Yang Fan flashed and flew into Luoshui to protect her.

"Okay, well done!"

The Hunchbacked Poison King was extremely excited and felt very happy, and he threw a look of gratitude at Yang Fan.

"Senior Poison King, it's just a simple task. Sister Luo Shui gives you protection. This person is enough for me to deal with."

Yang Fan smiled faintly and handed over the unconscious Luo Shui to the hunchbacked poison king.

"You must be careful too..."

The Hunchbacked Poison King reminded him, then hugged his granddaughter in his arms and flew to the side to watch the battle.

"This kid actually ruined my good thing..."

The slightly fat middle-aged man looked vicious and resentful, and his body exuded a strong murderous intent, staring at Yang Fan like a poisonous snake.

"This fellow poison master, you should leave 'Yihe Village' quickly. Yang is a high-level pharmacist, and he happens to be your nemesis."

Yang Fan looked at the slightly fat middle-aged man leisurely.

This is the first high-level monk he faces after entering the advanced level, and he is also a high-level poison master.

In the past, when encountering a high-level enemy monk, it would have been as far as possible. Even if you can defeat or retreat by chance, you would have to go through a thrilling and tragic battle.

However, at this moment, he entered the fourth level of Xianhong's "Seedling Abovement Period", and his confidence increased greatly. Facing the early stage of the Jindan monk, he thought he could defeat him.
To be continued...