City: I have a perverted martial arts system

Song Xinghao didn't even look at Luo Yan and said to Song Ziming: "Ziming, this person has been hit by my poisonous palm and will definitely die within three minutes. I don't have anything to do here. I will go back to the city first. What's next?

It's up to you."

Song Ziming bowed and said, "Thank you, Uncle Hao."

"Um."

Song Xinghao nodded slightly and was about to turn around and leave.

At this moment, Luo Yan took a step forward and shouted: "Wait!"

Song Xinghao frowned and shook his head: "It's useless, I won't give you the antidote. It's just that you were too ruthless and blocked all the way back."

"Haha, you may have misunderstood. What I want to say is, you are here now, so just stay here!"

After Luo Yan finished speaking, he pushed Song Xinghao with one palm.

The wind in the palm of the hand contains strong internal force.

"Huh?"

Song Xinghao's poisonous palm is indeed extraordinary, otherwise he would not be known as the "King of Poisonous Palms".

For someone of Luo Yan's level, once he is hit by a poisonous palm, the poison will invade his entire arm within ten seconds.

Invading half of the body in twenty seconds.

Die within a minute.

However, thirty seconds have passed now, and Luo Yan can still stand and strike with a palm, which far exceeded Song Xinghao's expectations.

But he was only slightly surprised. It's not surprising that some people have special skills and can barely suppress the poison.

If one palm fails, then two palms will be used.

call--

He also struck out with a palm and touched Luo Yan's palm.

Bo!!

After a slight shock, the poisonous internal energy passed through again.

As soon as he passed it on, he found that his internal energy had disappeared without a trace.

Not only that, the internal energy in the body spread like a flood that burst a dam.

It can't be stopped.

Song Xinghao was shocked, "You, you..."

He quickly pulled his palm away, only to find that it was firmly sucked by a sticky force and couldn't pull it back at all.

"Let go, let me go!"

Song Xinghao's expression changed drastically, and his original arrogance was gone.

He struck at Luo Yan with a single palm, but Luo Yan easily avoided it.

Both feet were kicked out in turn, and Luo Yan used Tai Chi to remove them.

"ah--"

Song Xinghao kept screaming, and with the loss of internal strength, his legs unconsciously knelt down.

"Uncle Hao, what's wrong with you?"

Something happened suddenly, Song Ziming and others looked at each other in surprise.

"Please, please..."

Song Xinghao was afraid that Luo Yan would drain away all his hard-working skills for decades, so he had to beg for mercy.

In just a dozen breaths, half of his power had been lost, and he became out of breath.

The suction power of Beiming Magic Technique depends on the difference in the internal energy reserves of both parties.

If you simply calculate the internal strength, Luo Yan's reserves have far exceeded the average Dzogchen master of the Qi-nourishing realm, and are not far behind compared to the Unity realm.

"Please let me let you go, right? Okay!"

Luo Yan showed a harmless smile, inhaled for a few more seconds, and suddenly put away the Beiming Magic, and a poisonous internal force passed through.

When Song Xinghao was freed, he was so surprised that he sat down on the ground, feeling weak all over.

But just as I took a breath, I suddenly felt numbness in my palms.

When he picked it up and looked at it, a thick black poison spread upwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, reaching his elbow in an instant.

"Poison, poison palm!"

Song Xinghao almost fainted.

Luo Yan's poisonous palm was strengthened by many toxins from the Black Krait and the White Clothes Sect, and its intensity was unusual.

Song Xinghao soaked his poisonous palm and naturally realized that Luo Yan's poisonous palm was several times more powerful than his own. If he didn't cut off his arm immediately, he would be poisoned and die in an instant.

He was so weak now that he had no choice but to turn to Song Ziming next to him: "Quick, quick! Cut off my hand!"

Song Ziming was not stupid, so he immediately drew out his long sword and slashed at Song Xinghao's arm.

"Did I let you do it?"

Luo Yan snorted coldly, using the Dragon Capturing Skill to suck the long sword into his hand.

At the same time, he sent out a splitting palm, splitting Song Ziming's head.

At this time, the toxin had already invaded Song Xinghao's upper arm, and he was almost scared to death.

He finally stood up and chased after the Song family disciples: "You, cut off my arm quickly."

His breathing was rapid, his pupils were dilated, and his expression was indescribably strange.

Song Ziming's death was still fresh in his mind, and now that the strongest Song Xinghao had become like this, a deep fear arose in the hearts of all the Song family disciples.

If you cut off your hand, you will die. If you can't beat him again and again, run away quickly.

The disciples shouted, turned around and left.

"Weren't you very arrogant when you came here? Now you want to escape again?"

Luo Yan took a small step and rushed into the crowd.

The long sword flew and he used Quanzhen swordsmanship. In less than a minute, all the sons of the Song family were killed by him.

At this time, Song Xinghao was lying weakly on the ground, his face was dark, and he was taking in less air and outgoing more air.

Looking at Luo Yan with dismay, he twitched a few times and died.

Luo Yan piled all the corpses together and was about to use corpse powder to turn them away.

Suddenly hearing a "squeak", Han Xiuxiu opened the door and walked out sleepily.

"Luo Yan, what's going on?"

When he opened his eyes, he saw a dozen corpses stacked together.

"Oh my god, you didn't sleep at night and you went out to kill people?"

Han Xiuxiu was startled and lost all sleep.

"What do you mean by not sleeping and coming out to kill people?"

Luo Yan said angrily, "The Song family sent people to assassinate us."

Ignore her and pour a little corpse powder into the corpse.

The first corpse quickly turned into yellow water.

The yellow water spread to other corpses and melted other corpses.

In an instant, all the corpses disappeared without a trace.

Han Xiuxiu's eyes widened, feeling amazing.

"What is that white powder?" she asked.

"Corpse powder." Luo Yan replied.

"Give me a little to play with."

Luo Yan gave her a small bottle and warned her: "Be careful when applying poison. It will be fine if it touches normal skin, but once it touches blood, the whole body will turn into yellow water and die."

"I see."

Han Xiuxiu was not afraid at all, but looked very excited.

After disposing of the body, the two returned to their residence.

Luo Yandao: "Now that we have offended the Song family, they will send people to attack at any time. You must be careful when you sleep. It is not okay to come out after the beating like today."

Han Xiuxiu laughed and said: "What are you afraid of? I can just sit back and relax. Besides, if I can't beat you, there's no point in me coming out."

Luo Yan rolled his eyes at her, "What if I'm not around?"

"So, I will stick to you for the rest of my life, and you can't let anything happen to me."

Han Xiuxiu made a face and stuck out her lilac tongue.

"you……"

Luo Yan was speechless, "Okay, sleep."

Entering the room, Luo Yan refined the poisonous internal energy he had absorbed, and his cultivation and poisonous skills increased again.

…

the next day.

The invigilator took the students to the entrance of Qiongqi Road.

Luo Yan looked inside and saw that there were two passages at the entrance.

The invigilator said: "The first passage leads to the Spiritual Energy Tower. It is used to reward students who have contributed to their cultivation. You will not need it for the time being."

"The second passage leads to the Demon Suppression Tower. We have only opened the first three floors today."

"I want to say a few more words here. Although we have limited the number of monsters on the first to third floors, monsters are monsters after all, and their lethality is very strong."

"The strength of the first-level monsters is equivalent to that of the late Wuzong. Most of you can't even deal with one, so I encourage you to form a team."

Some students couldn't help but ask: "In previous years, there was only the first stage of assessment. Why is there an extra stage this year? I don't think it makes much sense."

The invigilator said: "I can only reveal that this is an order from above, and we don't know much about it."

The students were talking a lot.

"Order from above? This is indeed difficult to change."

"I received an inside story saying that something went wrong in Northern Xinjiang recently, and the Dragon Guard Pavilion has been dispatched."

"Well, Northern Xinjiang has been invaded by monsters all year round. The Martial Arts Academy trains talents for the Dragon Guard Pavilion. It seems that this guess is not unreasonable."