Chapter 32: Poison against poison! Suppressing Heishan Hu! (Three chapters!)

In the mist-shrouded forest.

Two evil men were hiding here, muttering continuously to each other.

"Damn it, I haven't had blood in days; my mouth is so bland it's like I'm eating nothing. That dog Wang Shirong must be playing us for fools. If you ask me, we should just go and wipe out their Wang Family."

One of the evil men cursed in a low voice.

"Don't worry, Meng Zhou and the others have already gone out. It won't be long before the blood food is delivered. Wang Shirong wants to play mind games with us? Heh, he's destined for a dead end!"

The other evil man laughed.

"I really want to see Wang Shirong's crying reaction before he dies."

The previous evil man sneered: "It's a pity I can't go down the mountain myself, otherwise I'd grab his daughter and have some fun!"

"Eh? Someone's coming!"

Suddenly, the evil man on the left flashed his eyes and looked toward the mist in front.

He saw a figure flashing repeatedly, approaching them at an extremely fast speed, reaching them in the blink of an eye.

They originally wanted to see who it was, but their pupils shrank quickly.

Because the newcomer appeared in an instant, using the mist as cover, and had already struck out with both palms, carrying a thick blood-red light and a pungent odor, crazily slapping toward them.

Before the palm force even arrived, a spicy scent poured directly into their nasal cavities and burrowed into their pores, making them instantly dizzy and their vision go black.

Their hearts were filled with terror.

"Not good!"

Bang! Bang!

The two Second Layer experts didn't even have time to groan before their bones were shattered on the spot, and they flew backward, dying miserably.

Fang Yi quickly searched their bodies, then turned and left, darting toward another stronghold.

The next one was no exception.

The two people at that stronghold didn't make any noise either before Fang Yi quickly rose, shattered their bones on the spot, and they flew backward, dying miserably.

He darted rapidly toward the depths of the small mountain all the way.

Just like that, he kept rushing and resolving opponents along the way.

The whole process was indescribably fast.

In the blink of an eye, he had already appeared not far from the mountain peak.

Looking with his eyes, he could vaguely see the area at the very front, where there was a shadowy little temple. Vague firelight appeared inside the temple, giving people an indescribably strange feeling.

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes and stepped forward.

When he was still more than ten meters away from the little temple, he suddenly stopped, and the deadly poison in his body began to circulate, spreading along his pores and surging toward the inside of the temple.

This was for the sake of safety.

No matter how strong the opponent was, poisoning them first would never be wrong.

Waves of deadly poison mixed with red substances began to permeate silently, and with the mountain wind, they surged into the interior of the little temple.

Inside the little temple.

At this moment, there were quite a few figures present.

Sparse and scattered, there were about seven people.

Six of them were sitting on the outskirts of the little temple.

Only one person was located slightly behind the little temple.

He had a sturdy body, sitting cross-legged on the temple's altar, his entire upper body bare, his eyes tightly closed, and layers of red light flickering on his body surface, as if he were practicing some strange technique.

But just as his technique was running, he suddenly frowned, sensing something was wrong. A strong sense of unease seemed to arise in his heart, and then he felt his body's blood energy also becoming restless, with wisps of scorching substances invading him.

"Not right, the air is poisonous!"

Heishan Hu suddenly opened his eyes, his heart shaking violently.

Ah!

Suddenly, screams came from outside the room; it was his brothers who had made them.

Heishan Hu's face was filled with rage, his body wrapped in blood energy, and he suddenly darted out, arriving outside the little temple in an instant. Scanning with his eyes, his pupils shrank sharply.

He saw that the six brothers who were originally guarding here were, without exception, all black-faced, clutching their necks with both hands, lying on the ground struggling in pain, their mouths full of white foam and blood foam, looking extremely miserable.

Two of them hadn't died completely yet.

But the skin on their bodies was already ulcerated, and it seemed they were not far from death.

Heishan Hu narrowed his eyes, cold light bursting forth.

But suddenly, he felt a sensation and turned his head sharply.

He saw a tall figure walking over from the temple gate, eyes cold, looking at him.

"Did you do this?"

Heishan Hu let out an icy voice, his body permeated with an incredibly terrifying aura.

"You are Heishan Hu?"

Fang Yi said hoarsely.

"Knowing it's me, you still dare to come over?"

Heishan Hu's eyes were icy, staring at Fang Yi, and said: "A Qi and Blood Third Layer dares to come and die? I'll slaughter you!"

Swoosh!

He didn't want to talk nonsense at all, his body carrying a pungent bloody smell, and he pounced over in an instant, as fast as an afterimage, grabbing toward Fang Yi.

Fang Yi dodged quickly, unfolding his Shadow-Eroding Steps, like a black shadow, with layers of afterimages.

Heishan Hu missed his strike, let out a sharp shout, and waved his hands repeatedly. Blood energy appeared, and in an instant, palm prints were continuous, the bloody smell hitting his face, just focused on enveloping Fang Yi's body.

This thick bloody smell actually also contained an indescribable toxicity.

But unfortunately, these deadly poisons had no effect on Fang Yi at all; instead, they were absorbed by the deadly poison on his body, becoming his own nourishment.

And he was extremely fast, swaying continuously, so Heishan Hu found it difficult to touch Fang Yi in a short time.

In the blink of an eye, he had dodged dozens of moves.

Fang Yi frowned, discovering that the deadly poison he had permeated into the air seemed to be having a hard time taking effect as well. Heishan Hu's blood energy was thick and could automatically isolate the influence of the toxins in the air.

He stopped dodging and chose to take it head-on, operating his Cotton Cloud Poison Palm, and met Heishan Hu with a palm.

Slap!

The two collided with a palm, the sound booming, the movement huge.

The courtyard was suddenly filled with howling winds and flying sand and stones.

Fang Yi's body was knocked back three or four meters on the spot, landing directly in the distance.

Heishan Hu's body didn't move, but his face changed drastically soon after, and he looked directly at his palm, feeling a burning, stinging pain in his palm, as if he were being burned by a raging fire.

Furthermore, a deadly poison invaded his bones and meridians along with his blood energy, making his meridians spasm, and one arm was almost crippled.

His heart shook secretly.

What kind of technique is this?

How could it be so evil?

Just one exchange of palms, and his arm was almost crippled?

"Who are you?"

Heishan Hu let out an angry shout, quickly sealing his arm, wanting to block the spread of the poison, but found the effect was minimal; that kind of deadly poison could circulate along the blood energy.

This was truly incredible.

The evil arts they practiced were inherently about sucking blood and refining toxins from the blood. These toxins were a type of blood poison, and when fighting enemies, they were often unexpected, capable of making the opponent's Qi and Blood burn to death.

But today, he had hit a wall.

His own blood poison seemed to have no effect on the opponent at all.

Not only was it useless, but it was also restrained by the opponent's body; this was simply absurd.

"The one who kills you."

Fang Yi's voice was hoarse.

The deadly poison containing red substances truly didn't disappoint him.

Its power was immense; just one move had caused Heishan Hu to suffer heavy injuries.

But Heishan Hu was worthy of being a Fourth Layer expert.

Qi and Blood transformed into Gang, his strength was powerful, making his own wrists ache.

"The one who kills me?"

Heishan Hu's face twisted, veins appeared on his face, and he sneered: "Good, good, good, I'll let you kill me, I want to capture you and force you to reveal the method of this poison technique on your body."

The greedy light in his eyes grew intense, staring at this technique of Fang Yi's.

If this type of technique fell into his hands, it would surely be able to exert even greater power.

Boom!

Suddenly, a layer of raging blood-colored light erupted from his body, scarlet and eerie, as if a layer of fresh blood were flowing, covering his entire body, bloody and viscous, his body twisting rapidly, like a large blood-colored leech.

Swoosh!

He rushed out in an instant, his speed more than doubled.

Fang Yi's face changed, and he quickly struck out with his palms while retreating rapidly.

But it was useless; the palm force was struck out and directly avoided by the opponent. The opponent's body flashed and suddenly wrapped around his body.

But he operated his blood energy, and the deadly poison substances had already been densely spread outside his body, forming a two or three-inch thick deadly poison defense on his body surface.

Just as that blood-colored leech was about to wrap around his body, it suddenly let out a scream, hissing sounds coming from its body, bubbles emerging, and the body flew backward directly, brushing away and appearing in the distance again.

Heishan Hu's body appeared again, the blood light on his body receding rapidly, revealing a pale cheek, looking exactly like he had seen a ghost, revealing terror.

This guy was actually covered in poison!

He had only gone over to wrap around him for a moment, and he had been invaded by a lot of deadly poison into the blood energy on his body. At this moment, his whole body was burning hot, and he felt that there was even more deadly poison in his body, even bringing discomfort to his internal organs.

How is this possible?

He diligently practiced evil arts, and he himself originally had extreme poison resistance, capable of blocking seventy or eighty percent of the deadly poisons in the world.

But he couldn't withstand this kind of deadly poison on the opponent's body?

Swoosh!

Fang Yi seized the opportunity, suddenly darted out, and rushed directly toward Heishan Hu.

"Seeking death!"

Heishan Hu shouted angrily, but he made a prompt decision and turned around to leave.

The guy he met today was too weird, making him dare not continue fighting.

He was worried about capsizing in the gutter.

Three chapters!

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