Soul Devouring Sword Master

"Haha, you look too much at my Five Poison Sect, and at Yang Feng. My poisonous energy is extracted from the body of the fire poisonous lizard and refined with various other poisons. The vitality of ordinary holy warriors can't be blocked at all. If you can't help it, your body-protecting vitality has long been eroded by my fire poison. How about, get out now and I can give you the antidote!"

Yang Feng sneered.

"hateful!"

Han Ping frowned and quickly tried to force out the fire poison, but in this way, the poison spread faster, and in the blink of an eye, it had spread all over his palm.

A severe burning sensation came over him, as if his whole hand had been put into the furnace. Han Ping felt as if his flesh and blood were being burned dry. The pain that penetrated into his bone marrow made his face distorted and his whole body trembled violently.

"Idiot, you have been poisoned by fire. Only my antidote can cure it. Using your vitality will only speed up the penetration of the poison!"

Yang Feng grinned and sneered. Before he could finish his words, he flashed and charged directly towards Han Ping.

"Oops!"

Han Ping's expression changed, but he saw Yang Feng's palm force coming towards him.

The hand holding the sword was eroded by poison. Han Ping quickly held the sword with his other hand and slashed out with one strike.

puff!

There was an explosion, and Han Ping vomited blood and flew backwards, falling heavily to the ground, his face pale.

Han Ping did not dare to use his vitality too much because he was concerned about the fire poison. In addition, the sword was too hasty, causing him to be injured by Yang Feng's palm force.

"I, I admit defeat, please give me the antidote!"

Han Ping stood up, his forehead already covered with cold sweat. He knew that there was no point in holding on any longer.

"Haha, it's a pity that it's too late. If you had given up at the beginning, I might have given you the antidote, but now, you only have half a life left, and I can definitely kill you!"

Yang Feng smiled coldly, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Damn it!"

Han Ping's expression changed and he hurriedly ran off the stage.

"Want to run!"

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Yang Feng's mouth, his figure flashed, and with one breath, he blocked Han Ping's path.

"Oops!"

Han Ping's face darkened. He was injured, and coupled with the influence of the fire poison, his speed dropped and he couldn't escape at all.

"Don't kill me. I can give you any ring. I give up!"

Han Ping hurriedly said that as long as he could survive, he didn't care about anything else.

"It's enough if it's like this earlier. Hand over Najie!"

Yang Feng sneered.

Han Ping raised his eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, then took out the ring and flicked it with his finger.

call out!

Yang Feng took Najie and followed closely. With a wave of his hand, a medicine bottle flew out.

Han Ping quickly reached out and took the medicine bottle. However, when he opened the medicine bottle, his face darkened, "Empty?"

boom!

At this moment, a palm print came with a blast.

"not good!"

Han Ping's expression changed and he quickly slashed forward with his sword.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Han Ping was blown away and fell to the ground, his breath plummeting.

"You're teasing me, I've already given you the ring, what else do you want!"

Han Ping propped himself up and gritted his teeth.

"You accepted the ring for me, but I don't want to let you go. Who knows if there are other good things hidden in you, so go with peace of mind!"

Yang Feng's eyes turned cold and he went straight to kill Han Ping.

"Damn it!"

Han Ping knew he was outmatched, so he turned around and ran away from the stage.

But he was already seriously injured. Before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by Yang Feng and forced to fight.

There was no suspense about the result. Han Ping was killed in just three moves.

After searching the opponent's body, there was nothing except a few pills. Yang Feng frowned, and then kicked Han Ping's body off the stage.

After defeating Han Ping, the halo above Yang Feng reached two hundred and seventy feet.

"What a vicious guy. Han Ping has already handed over the ring, and he will not stop until he is killed!"

In the audience, a tough voice commented that it seems that people from the Five Poison Sect are not only good at using poison, but also have very vicious thoughts.

Seeing Han Ping being killed, Lin Xiao shook his head, turned and left. If the other party hadn't stepped onto the battlefield before him, he wouldn't have died. The person who died would have been Yang Feng.

"Son, you're lucky, this guy has become your scapegoat! I pray you don't run into me again, hehe!"

On the fighting stage, Yang Feng smiled coldly. He originally saw Lin Xiao about to go up to the fighting stage, but Han Ping beat him to it. Otherwise, he would be the one who died.

"You should be lucky that you didn't meet me."

Lin Xiao left a word and left the street without looking back.

"Humph, you're such a boastful person!"

Looking at Lin Xiao's leaving figure, Yang Feng showed a hint of disdain on his face, and then looked at the chain above, wondering who his next opponent would be.