"However, Laojiu is one of the most famous and unique skills of our Wandu sect. If you dare to invade Laojiu within ten steps, the dark green poison gas will invade your four limbs and internal organs like a tarsal maggot."

"At that time, even if you let Zhang Wutian's miraculous skill surpass the world, as long as you don't have the unique antidote of our ten thousand poison sect, you'll have to drink a pot of it!"

While describing to Zhang Xiaofan the horror of his "field of ten thousand poisons", the old ghost of ten thousand poisons tries to calm his inner expression and make himself calm down as much as possible.

Moreover, because the old man knows the horror of Zhang Xiaofan, before he has a formal fight with Zhang Xiaofan, the old man directly displays his unique skills of the town school.

In order to, is to hope that through such means to let Zhang Xiaofan is a direct thrower, dare not kill himself.

In an instant, the old man was completely covered by the thick dark green poison gas.

Even the microbes that swim in the air and are hard to distinguish by naked eyes can't survive for a moment in the dark green poisonous gas, let alone be a living person?!

"Oh? Start poisoning me, right? "

Seeing this behind the scenes, the corners of Zhang Xiaofan's mouth rose, and his face also outlined a curve of banter.

It's just from Zhang Xiaofan's various facial expressions, it seems that in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, the dark green poisonous gas in front of him is not worth mentioning.

I saw that as soon as he stepped up, he strode directly. He was less than ten steps away from the old man.

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan, who is pressing towards himself, and gives the dark green poison gas in front of him to Zhang Xiaofan, the old man is filled with unprecedented deep horror.

I saw that Zhang Xiaofan was walking in the dark green poison gas, as if he was wandering in his back garden. How could he walk freely? Completely not affected by the dark green poison gas, his eyes were full of cold and proud color, and the corner of his mouth raised a cold smile.

"This..."

"How is that possible? How can you not be afraid of this heavy poison

At this moment, the old man's pupil suddenly contracted into a dangerous shape. Just when he was shocked beyond words, Zhang Xiaofan walked slowly to him, clenched his left fist and raised it high.

"Run away!"

At the moment, there was only one thought left in the heart of old man Wan Du, and his right foot stepped on the ground.

Even the old man couldn't even care to pick up his snake shaped crutches, so he flew into the sky and tried to escape.

"But for all the people I want to kill, so far no one has been able to take out the palm of my hand!"

Just as the old man of ten thousand poisons was running away, a voice of extreme indifference reverberated in his ear.

At this moment, an unspeakable fear and chill came from the bottom of his heart. Before he even had time to look in the direction of the sound, he suddenly felt that a terrible fist was heavily smashed on his own spirit cove