Chapter 651

He turned around and just saw Chen Ruoyan's black face.

His eyes widened, and then he grabbed the sword blade in front of his chest with one hand, and with his backhand, he inserted his palm into Qingyan's body!

"Poof!"

Light face vomited a mouthful of black blood.

The strong man of the Yin corpse sect was already good at palming. The hardness of his hands was not only comparable to spiritual tools, but also highly poisoned. His abdomen was directly pierced by that pair of flesh palms!

Almost at the same time, the strong man of the Yin corpse sect stirred in the abdomen of Qingyan, and the red blood sword also erupted into a powerful red Zhenyuan, which exploded a hole in the chest of the strong man of the Yin corpse sect.

The two fell to the ground feebly.

When he hit the ground, the hand of the strong of Yin corpse sect had been loosened, and the red blood sword in Qingyan's hand also retracted as above!

"Haha, I didn't expect to die in the hands of a magical martial artist!" The strong man of the Yin corpse sect screamed and squeezed out a stiff smile on his dead face, "but if you want to die, we will die together, and no one will want to escape!"

"I can't die!"

"Hum!" The Yin corpse strong sneered.

But soon, the smile on his face was completely stiff!

He saw the granulation growing crazily on the edge of the huge cavity in Qingyan's abdomen. Those granulations entangled with each other and soon blocked Qingyan's wound.

"Are you... Human?"

"You won't understand!" Qingyan didn't explain.

"I'm not reconciled! I would be killed by a magical martial artist..."

"Nothing!" Qingyan rudely interrupted the other party's words, "I'll let everyone of the Yin corpse sect accompany you!"

"You..."

Before the strong of Yin corpse sect had time to say their last regret, they swallowed their last breath!

When the strong man of the Yin corpse sect died, the turbulent blood and spiritual energy were fed back into her body from the red blood sword again.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the wound on Qingyan's abdomen had completely healed.

Qingyan stood up hard and coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

She was poisoned by the strong man of the Yin corpse sect!

Although Qingyan is not a martial artist, she is full of blood with the help of killing feedback, and she is not inferior to the martial artist in the divine realm. In addition, she is not deeply poisoned.

The strong man of the Yin corpse sect contains toxins in every move and every form. He only knows that Qingyan is poisoned, but he doesn't know to what extent Qingyan is poisoned.

He saw the symptoms of light face poisoning, but light face forced most of the toxins in the meridians to the face and hands, which was shown to him.

After the nourishment of the blood gas of the two strong people in the field, the symptoms of poisoning in the body were slightly alleviated.

"It really hurts!" Light Yan frowned and said very uncomfortable, "I feel that my internal organs want to be roasted alive!"

Looking at Qingyan, Chen Hao complained, and felt that the poison of the strong man of the Yin corpse sect should be very fierce!

After all, it was the first time for him to complain about "pain".

Qingyan has some regrets. The Red Blood Sword itself does not have the ability to detoxify!

She can feel that powerful toxins have invaded her internal organs

Qingyan climbed to the body of the strong man of the Yin corpse sect, took out a bath bucket from the space ring, and struggled to scoop a little water and sprinkle it on the space ring on the other party's right hand.

The space ring emitted black smoke and made a "hiss" sound.

She didn't guess wrong. The other party's space ring is also poisonous!

The strong man of Chaoyin corpse sect poured a bath bucket of water on the space ring on his hand. Seeing that the other party's space ring was no longer abnormal, Qingyan ordered Fu Huabin, the Yin corpse, to pull out his space ring.

Open the space ring. The space ring of the strong of the Yin corpse sect is very clean and tidy. Unlike some space rings of martial artists, opening it is a garbage dump.

The first thing she noticed was the neat bottles and cans placed in the two large boxes, which had no marks on them.

Then she noticed that there were five small medicine bottles on the outside edge of the box!

There is also no label on the vial.

For martial artists who are good at poisons, they may not need to mark them. They only need to see what poisons are in them.

However, this is extremely unfriendly to Qingyan.

Although the chance is a little slim, she still hopes to find the antidote in each other's space ring.

Qingyan put away the space ring, put away the corpse of the strong man of the Yin corpse sect, and commanded Fu Huabin to collect the corpse and space ring of another strong man in the field. She put away the corpse again and planned to leave.

She didn't want to go back to Liang du to have a look. Let's avoid the storm first.

However, whatever happened to Liang, no matter the outcome, as long as we can find a small town, the news will always reach her in a very short time.

What matters to her now is to cure the poison on her body.

The poison on her body has a tendency to continue to spread.

Not far away, she suddenly stopped, and the three martial artists in the later stage of the magical realm approached her quickly!

Light face can't help frowning.

These three martial artists in the later stage of Shentong realm are probably masters recruited by Liang Pingguo.

Maybe it's just a chance encounter on the road, or maybe it's escaping from Liangdu last night. Now I want to come back and see if I can pick up some bargains.

Qingyan has seen a lot of such martial artists, and all of them are not timid.

She is not suitable to start now, and it is not suitable to run Zhenyuan quickly. She turned and changed direction, and wanted to leave directly, but she found that the three Shentong Jingwu masters also came in her direction.

Seems to be blocking her!

Light face is not good-looking.

Three supernatural realm masters sneaked up. When they saw that Qingyan was covered with blood, as if he had been seriously injured, they immediately became bolder.

One of the martial artists wondered, "how can you escape from the strong in the field?"

"It's just a fluke. I'll go first!"

Qingyan doesn't want to cause trouble. Wait a moment, maybe the strong in the field of Yin corpse sect or Liang Pingguo will come.

"Wait, are you Chen Ruoyan?"

"So what?" Light face frowned.

"I heard you have a Taoist instrument in your hand!"

Qingyan saw greed in their eyes.

The three shentongjing shot directly at Qingyan in the later stage, and their ideas are self-evident.

However, it's not surprising that if she meets a seriously injured warrior, if the other party has a weapon in his hand... She won't let him go!

In that case

Lightly Yan patted the corpse bag, and Fu Huabin blocked the corpse in front of her.

……

"Please, let me go!"

"Please spare our lives, master Chen!"

“……”

Walking corpse Fu Huabin carried three late martial artists of the magical realm sealed in the Dantian with one hand and ye Qingyan with the other hand, and walked quickly through the clouds.

Qingyan was so noisy by them that he shouted angrily, "I'll kill you again!"

The three martial artists became quiet.

After flying for more than 200 miles, Qingyan ordered the corpse to put them down.

Qingyan whispered weakly, "let me let you go, yes, but you have to do me a favor!"

"Please tell me, senior, we will help you!"

"Yes, let's go up the knife mountain and down the oil pot!"

"As long as it's what the elder ordered, we'll go through fire and water and never say goodbye!"

The three martial artists saw that Yan Qingyan seemed to want to let them live, and immediately showed her their attitude.

"Very good!" Qingyan quickly opened the space ring of the strong of the Yin corpse sect, found the five dusty medicine bottles on the outer edge of the box, and then randomly took out three, "I was poisoned, but I can't tell which antidote is, but I know that one of these three bottles must be antidote."

The three people looked at each other, and it was estimated that they did not know much about pharmacology.

However, Qingyan obviously didn't care whether they understood it or not. She pulled out a dagger and gently scratched it on her green palm. Black pus and blood stained the dagger. Then, in the frightened eyes of the three Shentong martial arts, she cut a hole in each of their arms with the poisoned dagger.