Ye Qingxuan and Nero took on a stance to challenge.

Huo Tingzun and Wanqi Duming both looked relaxed, and they were at their fingertips.

It is not because they underestimated Ye Qingxuan. After all, Nirol is the leader of the Poison Sect, one of the nine sects of the Demon Sect. In terms of strength, it can be said that he is no less than Tianjue's level. If it is added with irresistible poison, it is even more unpredictable and extremely dangerous. Even the many masters on the Tianjue List are reluctant to provoke such people.

As for Hua Tuo, who was dressed by Ye Qingxuan, he was just a secluded person. If you want to say that medical skills may be different from ordinary people, but if you talk about martial arts, you will definitely not be an opponent of a sect leader like Nirol.

But what surprised them was that, except for Yu Shengtan's expression on the other side, Nangong Changsheng next to them actually looked at the show, obviously very confident about Hua Tuo's strength, which made Huo Tingzun a little surprised.

At this time, the Poison Sect Niro stood in the field. His tall and thin body was more than an inch higher than Ye Qingxuan. His strange eyes emitted the light of the slightest measurement. His hands touched his waist. His originally emerald green belt was shaken several times. The buzzing sound continued to continue, and it turned into a four-foot-long soft whip.

Nero held a soft whip in one hand and naturally supported the gourd around his waist with the other hand. Even though Ye Qingxuan had never really fought with Nero, he knew that there must be nothing good in his gourd.

His legs were supported on the ground, with a powerful and majestic posture of the mountain pavilion and mountain stands. His standing posture was very strange, like dancing willows in the wind, and seemed as steady as Mount Tai, but it seemed that he would drift to a certain position at any time.

The Nero information collected by the Jinyiwei kept flashing in Ye Qingxuan's mind. Not only did the soft whip in his hand have amazing power, but he was also good at snatching private goods, poisonous smoke, and poison powder in the gourd in martial arts. No one except him knows where he is hiding on his body. There is even rumors that none of the Poison Sect Master’s body is not poisonous, and even the fallen dandruff can kill a tiger.

Ye Qingxuan has a body that is invincible with all poisons, so he is naturally not afraid of his poisoning skills. But the problem is that he is Hua Tuo now, not Ye Qingxuan, so he naturally cannot go forward to compete in martial arts without any scruples. Then when fighting, he must show the real talent of a "miracle doctor".

Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly and took off the hairpin with his hair from the top of his head, pinching it on his fingertips like a peerless weapon.

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, not understanding what magical skills this Hua Tuo had, and he wanted to use a hairpin to fight against Niro, a Poison Sect, who was comparable to the Tianjue master.

At this time, the flower hall was surrounded by shadows, and the guests who were originally at the bottom of the pleasure boat also looked around and looked around. No one was willing to miss this life-and-death battle between the top masters in the world.

Seeing Hua Tuo standing opposite him with a hairpin, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Nero's mouth and said coldly, "It's mysterious."

Ye Qingxuan laughed silently when he heard this, and said, "Neiro, is Hua arrogant? Why don't you prove it? "

After saying this, Ye Qingxuan's right hand holding the hairpin slowly spread, and circled around the outside of his body like a big roc spreading his wings. Suddenly, a series of afterimages of his arms appeared on the half of his body, which lasted for a long time, just like the Thousand-Handed Guanyin, which was deeply influential.

Such fancy kung fu, don’t even hear it before.

The crowd of people watching the game suddenly exclaimed "Wow--" and Nero couldn't help but show a solemn expression. His original plan to fight quickly became hesitant.

Ye Qingxuan smiled coldly. He took out this trick [The Great Compassionate Qianye Hand] and was indeed very good at beating people.

Nero's hesitation was only for a moment. After making a judgment that the opponent's moves might be novel, he immediately had a way to deal with it. He used long weapons to distance the two sides and first tested the opponent's reality.

Thinking of this, Nero smiled grimly, his body swayed left and right in a volatile manner, and the soft whip in his hand continued to sway like a willow branch. A "whimpering" wind sounded in the air, and a light green smoke spread out. In a moment, it turned into a green tornado, which swung towards Ye Qingxuan in a wave, shouting: "Come on!"

call--

The green poisonous smoke broke away from Nero's control and flew straight towards Ye Qingxuan.

This poisonous smoke not only whistles the storm, but also has great power, but also because its body is highly poisonous. If it is scattered with palm power, it will at most destroy the qi, but it will also cause the poisonous smoke to scatter and will inevitably be highly poisonous.

Ye Qingxuan smiled, his body did not move. In the blink of an eye, his left hand slapped hundreds of palms in the air. The shadow of the palm condensed but did not dissipate. He immediately formed a large airtight net made of palms in the void. He pushed forward, and the shadow of the palm flew out like a wall, hitting the green poisonous smoke head-on.

The big net covered the poisonous smoke with no fancy, without revealing a trace of it. Hua Tuo spread his palms and blew it out—

The poisonous smoke that had lost its protection from the Qi was immediately controlled by Hua Tuo and blew towards Nero like a gust of wind.

What trick?

Nero was shocked. Such a method was not martial arts. In the eyes of those who didn't know the inside story, it was probably even more magical than fairy arts. There was a burst of applause all around him.

Nero was not afraid of his own poisonous smoke. He shouted violently, and his body rushed into the poisonous smoke like a vicious dog. He took the opportunity to cover up his figure. The soft whip in his hand shook open, and immediately turned into green smoke to cover his whereabouts, but pounced towards Ye Qingxuan.

Still unwilling to give up your poisonous smoke?

Ye Qingxuan stabbed his hairpin with his right hand, and a sharp whistle pierced through the sky immediately came from the air, and a sharp air shot through the poisonous smoke, disappearing in the void.

Nirlo's laughter came from the poisonous smoke, "Old Hua Tuo, I can't tell my place, let me see how you end..."

Ye Qingxuan smiled coldly, and his arms spread out, and he changed into a Thousand-Handed Guanyin posture. The fingertips in his hand trembled and immediately turned into five sharp gases like sword energy. One hand, five sharp gases, and thousands of hands represent 5,000 sharp gases. Then as Ye Qingxuan handed forward, the 5,000 sharp gases were as dense as raindrops, whistling at the poisonous smoke where Nerai was.

Since he could not distinguish Niró's position, he would simply cover it. If Niró dared to stay in the poisonous smoke, he would be stabbed into a hole in his body by thousands of sharp energy.

good!

Yu Shengtan took the lead and shouted, stood up and applauded.

Seeing that the thousands of sharp energy were about to penetrate the poisonous smoke, I heard a "bang" sound, and the poisonous smoke exploded from it, turning into countless poisonous clouds like clouds, floating outwards.

Nearly half of the thousand sharp energy shot into the air.

"What a smoke escape technique, what a Nirol!" This time, Huo Tingzun applauded.

The cheers had not yet ended, a ball of poisonous smoke floated not far to Ye Qingxuan. Suddenly, a soft green whip came out of the poisonous smoke and headed straight for Ye Qingxuan's throat.

This old ghost!
Chapter completed!