The System Takes Me to Practice

However, there was not much time left for Si Xingwen to be surprised. The remaining deep purple poison **** quickly caught up with him, and those poison **** were fast, as if they had eyes long, closely following Si Xingwen.

Soon, another poison ball came close to Si Xingwen and exploded directly, and the poison gas and venom were released. Si Xingwen wanted to withdraw and retreat, but the numbness aggravated at this time.

"What's the matter? I didn't come across any poison, so why did I feel this kind of numbness?"

As Si Xingwen moved violently, the paralytic toxin in his body was spreading to his body at an extremely fast speed.

In the audience, the kaleidoscope of Yang Fan's eyes had appeared, watching the changes on the field all the time.

About five or six minutes later, Yang Fan's frowned brows finally relaxed.

"That's it!"

Yang Fan smiled knowingly, his eyes fell on both sides of Shen Haokong's forehead.

Between Shen Haokong's cheeks and temples, there was some oil paint with strange patterns.

It is a combination of spider and scorpion.

But this is not the point.

Under the extreme observation power of the kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes, Yang Fan noticed that the sweat on Shen Haokong's forehead was flowing through the oil paint, but in an inconspicuous place, the sweat washed away the oil paint. But neither on the ground nor on Shen Haokong's body did the paint that was washed away.

And, as more sweat flowed through, the oil paint in some places began to fade, and the faded oil paint evaporated into gas and walked on the battlefield.

Except for Shen Haokong and Yang Fan, no one noticed all this, including Si Xingwen.

Obviously, the gas evaporated from oil paint is colorless and tasteless, and Si Xingwen was caught unconsciously.

If Yang Fan was fighting against Shen Haokong, I'm afraid he would also be hit. After all, poison repair does not exist on earth.

"not good!"

Si Xingwen's face was ugly, and he drew back again, but there was not much retreat left for him, and there were seven or eight poison **** left.

Thinking of this, Si Xingwen took out a pill, which was a detoxification pill. Although I don't know whether it can detoxify, but at this point, there is no choice.

The pill that Si Xingwen took was called Bailing Pill, which was a fourth-grade detox pill. Basically, the toxins of the general poisons that appeared in the Wuyuan Continent can be solved. Knowing that the person who was fighting against him today was Shen Haokong, who was good at using poison, so he kept an eye on it.

As Bai Ling Pill lowered his stomach, Si Xingwen felt a warm current walking around his body, and the numbness weakened slightly.

But after about ten breaths of time, this kind of numbness still exists.

Obviously, Bai Ling Dan played a minimal role.

Si Xingwen's face is ugly, do you believe that today will be defeated by Shen Haokong?

In fact, as a black-clothed disciple of Jiuxingtang, this situation did not panic for him. The solution to poisoning is not nothing, but not worth it.

Boom boom boom!

Si Xingwen was embarrassed by the sound of the poison ball exploding continuously from the platform.

At the same time, Shen Haokong took the opportunity to continue to harass, the claw hook in his hand was very poisonous.

As a user of the ghost ghost power, Shen Haokong is completely immune to the poison of the poison ball. Therefore, Shen Haokong continuously attacked and harassed Si Xingwen directly between the poison balls.

After a wave of attacks, Si Xingwen's clothes were badly damaged, and the highly poisonous claw hooks even scratched Si Xingwen's skin in several places.

Fortunately, the poison on the eagle's claw hook is more common. Si Xingwen previously took Bailing Pill to detoxify the poison directly, so the problem is not big.

"Look at it, now Si Xingwen has fallen behind. It seems that Shen Haokong is going to win."

In the crowd, the previous blue-clothed monk spoke.

In the ranking of Tianjiao, if two Tianjiao compete against each other, the person who loses will drop by one name, and all Tianjiao rankings between the two will also drop by one, instead of being squeezed out of the Tianjiao ranking.

"I don't think so!"

It was Brother Tsing Yi who answered the brother in blue.

"Shen Haokong has already used the secret skills at the bottom of the box, but Si Xingwen has not, so this battle is still hard to tell."

"Not bad!"

An old woman was not smirking, with a red sandalwood crutch in her hand.

"In terms of background, this difficulty is nothing to Si Xingwen. Since his debut as an old man, in the same realm, Si Xingwen has the most outstanding talent."

Everyone looked at each other, and they couldn't agree with the old woman.

It seemed that the onlookers didn't believe it, and the old woman vowed.

"Furthermore, the old man is the Tianshan child grandmother! Si Xingwen is one of my juniors."

Quiet, the scene suddenly became quiet.

"It's Tianshan Tongmao!"

"what?!!"

"It is actually the palace owner of Lingjiu Palace!"

"My goodness, Si Xingwen is actually a descendant of Tianshan Tongmao."

"This is the hottest news I heard today."

"..."

"Oh?"

The noisy discussion aroused Yang Fan's curiosity. He turned his gaze, and his gaze stayed on the old woman who claimed to be the child of Tianshan.

Lingjiu Palace is located on the Tianshan Mountain, and Tianshan Mountain is located in an extremely cold place to the west of Tuyuan Country. There are all female monks in the palace, and they are very repulsive to male monks.

It is said that as long as there are male monks who dare to step into the realm of Lingjiu Palace and kill them on the spot, no matter who you are, what you do in Lingjiu Palace.

The grandmother of Tianshan, the lord of the Lingjiu Palace, looks like a little girl. To be precise, because of her own blood relationship, her body cannot grow up for life. It is said that she is more than 4,000 years old.

Because I want to grow up, I wear an old man's skin mask when I walk outside to comfort my inner desire to grow up.

As if perceiving Yang Fan's gaze, Tianshan Tong's grandmother and Yang Fan met.

"interesting!"

Tianshan Tong's grandmother possesses half-step Mahayana strength, so when facing each other, ordinary people can't bear the natural coercion, but Yang Fan is not affected at all.

At this moment, Yang Fan discovered the cultivation of Tianshan Tongmao.

However, Yang Fan did not arouse much interest in Tianshan Tongmao, and turned his attention to the battlefield.

"call!"

Si Xingwen had stopped at this time, adjusted his heart, and looked at Shen Haokong deeply.

"Let me use my hole cards, Shen Haokong, you are proud."

Shen Haokong curled his lips, his face was disdainful.

"Please!"

Then, Shen Haokong took a few steps back, giving Si Xingwen enough room to show his cards, and the color of pride was unreservedly exposed.

"it is good!"

Si Xingwen was not polite, put away the scimitar, and took out an ordinary long sword again.

Then Si Xingwen waved his hands in the eyes of everyone's astonishment.

Yang Fan saw it, it was a rather mysterious sword technique.

Hh hhhh...

The speed of Si Xingwen's sword dance was getting faster and faster, and the long sword in his hand left many afterimages, vaguely forming a sword flower.

And now Shen Haokong, who was opposite Si Xingwen, felt that danger was coming in his heart somehow.