City: I have a perverted martial arts system

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Luo Yan looked at Huo Qingxuan's back and smiled bitterly.

After a long time, he sighed and said: "It seems that my Taoist heart is still unstable. I can't help myself when I see a beautiful woman. Alas."

I felt sorry for myself for a while and prepared to go home.

At this moment, more than ten people came quickly not far away, and the first person was Song Ziqian.

"Luo Yan, today is the day you die!"

Song Ziqian smiled evilly, and those people behind him jumped forward and arrived in front of Luo Yan in the blink of an eye.

He holds a weapon in his hand.

They are all the elites of the Song family, and the six of them are masters of the same generation as Song Xinghao and the head of the family, Song Xinglai.

They all have reached the state of Wuzong Dzogchen.

There are also four old men who are masters from the previous generation, two early stage Martial Kings and two mid-stage Martial Kings.

Song Ziqian was bewitched by Zhu Chenglong and found his master Liu Piaoyun. Together, they persuaded the family leader to teach Luo Yan a lesson.

Song Xinglai finally made up his mind and sent out ten masters at once, intending to kill Luo Yan with thunderous force.

Just now, they had found out that there was no one else nearby. Even if Luo Yan was from the Dragon Protection Pavilion, as long as they killed him quickly enough, no one would know and there was nothing the Dragon Protection Pavilion could do.

"Luo Yan, why did you come out for so long? You didn't say anything to me."

Han Xiuxiu walked out of her home with dissatisfaction on her face.

While eating, she didn't know which woman was looking for Luo Yan, which made her very unhappy.

But she didn't dare to interfere too much, so she waited and waited, but still didn't see him coming back, so she went out to look for him.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a dozen people surrounding Luo Yan.

"who are you?"

Han Xiuxiu asked loudly.

"Han Xiuxiu! You can't escape this time!"

Song Ziqian walked over, grinning ferociously.

"It's you bad guy again!"

Han Xiuxiu's pretty face was covered with frost, she took out the gold gloves from her ring and put them on.

"Ouch, do you still want to fight with me?"

Song Ziqian had a joking look on his face, "I can't let go of such a pretty girl, haha!"

He was in the late stage of martial arts, while Han Xiuxiu had just entered the middle stage of great martial arts. There was more than a big gap between the two of them, and Song Ziqian didn't take her seriously at all.

However, Han Xiuxiu is not a vegetarian either. Both Po Jade Fist and Iron Finger Technique are A-level, and she completely suppresses Song Ziqian in martial arts.

Moreover, her opponent for training has always been Luo Yan, who has very good vision and courage, so she is not afraid at all when facing Song Ziqian.

Now calm down and face the enemy with all your heart.

"Luo Yan, where are Xinghao and Ziming?"

A middle-aged man with a purple face came out and stared at Luo Yandao.

"and who are you?"

Luo Yan looked at him and asked coldly.

"My name is Song Xinglin, Xinghao is my brother, and Ziming is my son."

Song Xinglin said solemnly, "Tell me the whereabouts of the two of them, and I can make your death easier!"

Since Song Xinghao and others disappeared from the world, the Song family has made many inquiries but found nothing.

The head of the family, Song Xinglai, speculated that they might have been murdered.

The person who killed them might not be Luo Yan, because Luo Yan might not have that ability. It was probably someone from the Dragon Protection Pavilion.

As a brother and father, Song Xinglin has always been unwilling to accept this fact.

He would not give up even if the bones were not found.

I finally met Luo Yan today, so I asked this question.

"That Poison Palm King?"

Luo Yan shrugged, "I was poisoned to death a long time ago, so I'm just asking now."

"Poison? Impossible, absolutely impossible! Xinghao is known as the King of Poison Palms and has been immersed in poisonous arts for decades. How old are you? How can you poison him to death?"

After finishing speaking, Song Xinglin raised his right palm, and a dark poisonous gas spread from the palm, and shouted: "It seems that if you give it a try, you won't tell the truth."

Luo Yan glanced at his poison palm and said, "Both brothers practice poison palm, so what's your point?"

"Poison Palm Overlord!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xinglin used both palms to attack.

Only then did Luo Yan realize that his right palm was completely different from his poisoned left palm.

The left palm is used to practice poison, but it is well maintained.

The fingers are long, white and tender, with delicate skin, just like a woman's hands.

The right palm and fist are covered with calluses and the joints are protruding. It is obvious that he has practiced another kind of fierce palm technique.

Luo Yan instantly understood the origin of his title of "Poison Palm Overlord".

It should be a poisonous palm in one hand and a dominating palm in the other.

Sure enough, Song Xinglin attacked with his right palm, faintly carrying the sound of wind, and was extremely powerful.

The left palm swallows and breathes, which contains profound meaning, like a poisonous snake that can attack at any time.

"Lin'er, don't take his life yet!"

One of the four old men spoke, this person was Song Bai, the biological father of brothers Song Xinglin and Song Xinghao.

His realm is in the middle stage of King Wu, and he has the second highest cultivation level among all the people.

The skills of his two sons are in the same vein as his, with Song Xinghao as the second best, Song Xinglin in the middle, and Song Bai as the best.

Song Bai's poison palm and hegemonic palm can be switched at will, which has reached the state of doing whatever he wants.

"Don't take my life first?"

Luo Yan looked strange, "Old man, you are so crazy!"

Facing Song Xinglin's dominance, Luo Yan was not afraid and used Hunyuan Kung to drive the Jade-breaking Fist and directly attacked him.

boom!!

When the fists and palms met, Song Xinglin's complexion suddenly changed, and his palm was hit hard. An overwhelming amount of internal energy surged in, and his entire arm was numb.

He kept stepping back.

"The Overlord has learned the lesson, but it's not that good. How about trying Poison Palm again!"

Luo Yan had a relaxed expression, and while Song Xinglin was still retreating, he struck out with a poisonous palm.

He was determined to break the opponent's confidence, so he didn't use the Three Yin Centipede Claws, only the simple Poison Palm.

At this time, Song Xinglin also barely stopped his retreat, took a deep breath, activated his poison power, and also fired a poison palm.

There was another "bang", and Luo Yan's poisonous palm became more fierce, directly forcing Song Xinglin's poison back.

Not only was he forced back, Luo Yan also passed on some of his poison.

Song Xinglin felt that his palms were numb and itchy. When he raised them, he found that his palms and wrists were completely black.

"How... how is it possible?"

Song Xinglin's expression changed again, and it was difficult to accept the facts before him.

In the past ten years, he has encountered many masters, but because of his poison palm cultivation, his opponents are quite afraid of him.

Whenever he strikes, he will secretly be careful to avoid being hurt by his poisonous palm.

Therefore, in the past ten years, he rarely failed.

Not only did I meet an opponent today, but he was also a very young opponent. He was also injured by the opponent's poisonous palms in a retaliatory manner.

It was hard to accept it for a while.

But the fact is the fact after all, and it is not his turn to accept it.

In just a few short breaths, the toxin has reached the elbow and continues to attack upwards.

"Poison...poison!"

Only those who actually use poison will realize the horror of poison.

Song Xinglin first took a specially prepared universal detoxification pill, but found that it was of no use at all. He was so frightened that he lost consciousness.

"Give me the antidote quickly!"

Song Xinglin looked at Luo Yan in horror, his voice trembling.

"stupid!"

Luo Yan laughed and scolded, "If you kill someone with poisonous palm, will you give him the antidote?"

"Xinglin, get out of the way!"

Song Bai finally couldn't wait any longer, and slapped Luo Yan's face with both palms.

In this world, strength speaks for itself. Only by controlling Luo Yan can he be forced to hand over the antidote.

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