City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

Li Ning's use of insidious tricks, instead of causing any trouble to Fang Bai, on the contrary provoked the anger of the people, and couldn't help panicking.

"Come and not be indecent! You can also **** "skeleton grass" taste!"

Fang Bai moved his hands unnoticeably, and then said such a sentence and looked at Li Ning with a smile.

Li Ning is a poison master. He knows many poisonous flowers and weeds in the Three Thousand Worlds much better than ordinary warriors. When he heard the word "skeleton grass", his body shivered, his eyes revealed. With a look of horror, his figure quickly retreated five feet.

Although Li Ning's Soul Breaking Flower was poisonous, it was insignificant compared to Skeleton Grass.

If the poisonous flower and poisonous weeds in the world are placed in a ranking, then the Soulbreaker Flower will not even be in the top ten, but the Skull Grass can be ranked in the top three.

The poisonous smoke and poison powder made from Skeleton Grass is also invisible, colorless, even tasteless, and can invade its body without the warrior's awareness.

Once a warrior is infected with the poison of the skull grass, there is almost no cure. In almost a few dozen breaths of time, the blood will melt away, and in the end there will be only a thick bone.

Therefore, the skull grass can be said to be a poison that many warriors in the world are afraid of.

"You can't hide it!"

Fang Bai looked at Li Ning, who had retreated ten feet away like a **** of plague, and said with a smile, "Now, do you feel that the skin on your left arm is itchy? I want to reach out and scratch it?"

Li Ning did not speak, but the corner of his eyes twitched quickly.

Fang Bai "chicks" a smile, and then says, "Scratch it if you itch!"

Li Ning ghostly raised his right hand and scratched his left arm slightly.

As a result of his scratching, the itch did not stop, instead he grabbed a piece of **** flesh.

"what……"

Looking at the piece of flesh and blood grabbed from his left arm, Li Ning's pupils shrank, his eyes revealed a look of astonishment, and he screamed like a pig.

This catch was just the beginning of Li Ning's nightmare.

Next, no matter how patient Li Ning endured, even if his mouth full of teeth were broken, he still couldn't stand the itch on his left arm and began to scratch frantically.

Every time I scratched, a piece of flesh and blood must fall, accompanied by a scalp tingling scream.

After a few breaths of effort, in the horrified and sluggish eyes of the martial artists around the square, Li Ning's entire left arm was only left with a white bone stained with flesh and blood.

"This……"

Lu Hongyun frowned slightly looking at Li Ning's miserable situation.

Although Li Ning first made a secret move and deserved the crime, the "recruiting son-in-law" was a happy event after all. This scene was a bit of a spoilt for the festive atmosphere, so Lu Hongyun turned his gaze to Fang Bai and asked: "Fang Bai, your poison...can solve it. ?"

Generally speaking, the stronger the poison in the world, the more incomprehensible it is. Lu Hongyun asked Fang Bai only with a hint of luck, otherwise Li Ning would have to die on the spot today.

Fortunately, Li Ning is just a casual cultivator, even if he falls, he will not cause any trouble to Huamanlou.

Fang Bai nodded, bullied to Li Ning, sacrificed blood and drank the knife, and slashed down.

The red light was dazzling, like lightning passing by, and blood was splashing. When everyone looked at Li Ning again, his entire left arm was already broken.

Although his left arm was broken and his future cultivation path was greatly hindered, Li Ning was relieved.

If Fang Bai didn't cut off his left arm and waited until the itch on his left arm spread to his whole body, the consequences would be disastrous.

Li Ning shuddered at the thought of turning his whole body into a skeleton.

"For the sake of Elder Lu's face, spare your life! Get out!"

Fang Bai said lightly.

Li Ning knew that it was Fang Bai's men who were merciful, and did not dare to stay anymore. He sealed the meridian at the broken left arm, stopped the blood flow, and turned away embarrassed.

From beginning to end, he did not dare to look at Fang Bai again, for fear that Fang Bai would see the deep hatred deep in his eyes and kill himself by killing him.

"Fang Bai, you are fine."

Lu Hongyun was very pleased to see Fang Bai saved himself face.

This duel almost ended before it even started. Fang Bai attacked poison with poison and won cleanly, which made other opponents more jealous of him.

Defeating the golden core powerhouse twice, and also severely inflicted one of them, this kid who only possesses the perfect state of foundation building is too strong!

Lu Liyu looked at Fang Bai with a smile, full of pride and pride in her heart.

He Wou-ki was also grinning, and he kept boasting to Fan Luoying, the host of Huamanlou, about how powerful and how his disciple was, as if his disciple was a fairy boy from the fairy world. Zhao Wanqing couldn't help his eyes.

"This old guy is obviously bragging about his disciple, but he's actually putting gold on his face! His face is so thick!"

Zhao Wanqing thought of this, and looked at He Wuji, who was full of brows and talk, and couldn't help but smile.

After several rounds of duel, the hundreds of experts who liked Lu Liyu only left the last four, including Fang Bai.

Fang Bai's opponent this time was an intermediate Jindan powerhouse. As long as Fang Bai defeated him, he could have the ultimate showdown with the winner of another game.

"You are very strong, but you are not yet my opponent! So, give up yourself!"

Standing across from Fang Bai, the middle-ranked Jindan powerhouse named Zhang Yang said such a sentence as soon as he came up.

Zhang Yang has a public face, not tall or short, not fat or thin. It's the kind that is hard to find when thrown in a crowd.

However, it is such a seemingly ordinary powerhouse whose strength is one of the best among hundreds of martial artists who love Lu Liyu. Fang Bai even thinks that this person has some secret techniques at the bottom of the box. If he does not need the assistance of a puppet or a spiritual weapon, Neither can necessarily defeat him.

"If you don't fight a game, who can know whether you will win or lose?"

Fang Bai didn't get annoyed by Zhang Yang's big words, and responded indifferently.

Zhang Yang raised his brows, and smiled: "It sounds like you have confidence in yourself! Well, let's fight!"

He stretched out a slap, and the other party said in white: "Five moves, if you can't knock you down within five moves, I will lose!"

Fang Bai didn’t say anything. He Wuji, who was watching the battle, was already angry. He whispered to Zhao Wanqing, “That ugly guy, who does he think he is? If he can defeat my apprentice with five moves, I will I grabbed my head and used it as a chamber pot for him!"

Zhao Wanqing was also a little angry, and said: "That guy is as his name is, it is indeed a little bit public!"

He Wuji nodded in agreement, and said loudly to the other side: "Apprentice, beat him hard! Let him know that my disciple He Wuji is not easy to provoke!"

Everyone knew that Fang Bai was actually the disciple of the strong Yuan Ying who was sitting next to the master of Huamanlou.

There is a strong Nascent Soul as the master, giving instructions and teaching, it is no wonder that Fang Bai is so powerful.

Zhang Yang's heart also "suddenly" jumped, and the other side was a little more jealous.