The Broken Knife Is Hopeless? Start With The Fusion Of The Demonic Knife Thousand Blades

"The purple pill thrown by Catullus is the Purple Poison Pill."

Elder Si's expression froze.

"This, I did see it just now, but Qi successfully blocked it with his sword, so he shouldn't be affected by it."

The folded fan of the Seven Kills leader beats the palms of his hands rhythmically.

"If it were an ordinary elixir, it might not be affected by it, but I just saw that the size of the Purple Poison elixir is of the highest quality. You can tell that you are prepared."

Elder Si's expression became even worse.

"The best, Purple Killing Pill, this..."

Generally, the size of Purple Poison Pill is about the size of a little fingernail.

The mist that explodes when it hits a person can only release its terrible toxicity when it touches the skin.

But the range of this kind of power is small. Compared with the size of a ping-pong ball, it can be said to be the size of a baby or a full-grown man. There is no comparison at all.

"The best Purple Poison Pill, also called Purple Killing Pill."

"The difference between the two is that the Purple Killing Pill attacks the meridians and sea of ​​​​qi throughout the body. Once it is attacked, the meridians will shatter within a day, and the sea of ​​​​qi will also collapse. "

"The elixir itself is forbidden to be refined. Once this top-quality purple killing elixir explodes, the purple poisonous gas spread will instantly fill the area within a hundred meters."

"Except for the purple mist that remains in the center, the rest is colorless and odorless, making it difficult to detect."

The top-grade Purple Killing Pill is a poisonous pill that even the strongest in the Fifth Realm would shy away from after seeing it.

Using this thing to deal with the little guys in the four realms of Yanglin, the results can be imagined.

Speaking of this, the leader of Seven Kills breathed heavily, and anger flashed in his eyes.

Many leaders of other assassin organizations around him discovered the Purple Killing Pill.

Among them, the leader of the Black Hand Gang is the most proud, with a look of success on his face.

Within the country of Bangzi.

After taking care of the living people on the golf course, the two calculated and checked. Excluding the bodyguards who were not on mission, they killed a total of 115 people.

There are four more people who are not here, and I couldn't find them even if I looked around closely.

In the end, the two asked no more questions.

The wall rises from the side and pretends to be a passerby walking on the path.

The remaining four did not come to the party at the golf course perhaps due to special reasons.

Yang Lin and the others did not choose to wait and see, which was a relatively stupid approach.

Firstly, it is a waste of time, and secondly, they have killed enough, and there is no point in staying here. It is better to search for information about the main mission target.

The two of them seemed to be walking slowly, but in fact they were walking very fast.

Walking outside the golf course, Yang Lin took out his keys and left in a leisurely manner in a yellow convertible sports car.

It was only after the two of them turned a corner and drove away that an outsider who sneaked in discovered a body on the golf course.

The green grass was dyed blood red with blood.

However, most of their corpses were intact and almost all were killed by one blow. They must not have suffered much during their lifetime.

Driving the car, this time it was Dark Soul sitting in the driver's seat.

Yang Lin put one hand outside the window, feeling the oncoming early autumn wind.

While blowing the wind, his mind kept recalling the scene of the battle just now.

This is a habit of his. He will summarize himself every time he fights, no matter whether it is difficult or not.

"Um?"

Yang Lin frowned slightly, raised his hand and said:

"Dark Soul, stop the car first."

"???"

Black Soul didn't know what Yang Lin meant, but he still stepped on the brakes and parked the car on the side of the road.

"What's wrong."

he asked with concern.

Yang Lin frowned and said nothing, lowered the seat and sat cross-legged on it.

"Did an accident happen?"

As a genius in the sect, Black Soul immediately realized that Yang Lin was probably under a voodoo attack.

"let me help you."

Black Soul condensed spiritual energy in his hands, gathered it into a ball visible to the naked eye, and pushed it towards Yang Lin.

Voodoo is generally difficult to resolve. Unless the poisoner is willing to provide the antidote, he can only erase it bit by bit with the aura of his own spiritual sea.

However, the poison under voodoo cannot be completely eradicated by relying on one's own Qihai aura.

In this case, outsiders are needed to help deliver spiritual energy to stabilize the physical condition of the poisoned person.

Yang Lin crossed his hands on his Dantian and closed his eyes slightly.

"Made, this old man was so restless before he died that he launched a wave of surprise attacks on me. What a damn sword."

"Fortunately, my meridians were once again strengthened when I broke through the fourth realm and the combined strength of the Demon Sword Thousand Blades broke through the sixth realm. I am fairly good at dealing with the poison of this pill."

Thinking about it, he turned his right hand and took out five Qi Spirit Pills and drank them all.

The black soul next to him suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Good guy, if you take so many elixirs at one time, you probably want to die!

Even when he was practicing, he only dared to take one pill. No matter how much he took, his meridians would easily be unable to bear it.

He drooled and secretly prayed that Yang Lin wouldn't come to the scene later to blow himself up and hurt himself.

Inside the Assassin's Temple.

When Elder Si saw this scene, a bead of sweat broke out on his head.

"Stay steady, you must stay steady."

If it weren't for the rule that no one was allowed to interfere during the competition between the disciples of the Eight Assassin Organizations, the elder would have really wanted to break through the speed of sound and fly over with weapons to help Yang Lin dissolve the poison pill.

"Elder Si, I know you are in a hurry, but please don't be in a hurry. Just calm down and take a look."

The leader of the Black Hand Gang next to him said with a smile.

Seeing that other talented disciples were in danger, it was difficult for him to close his mouth.

"Stephen, that's enough."

The leader of the Seven Kills, who had been patient and did not take action, twisted his eyes, and an invisible spiritual energy flew out like a thin needle and passed into the opponent's eyebrows.

There was a click.

The Black Hand Gang member's expression was stunned, and he hurriedly reached out to touch his heart and took out a broken jade plate.

"this......"

In the blink of an eye, I saw the eyes of the leader of the Seven Kills looking back at the murderous intent, and he had to swallow a hundred curse words in his throat and remake them again.

The leader of Seven Kills was really angry this time.

David Stephen was really scared too.

The strength is there. If it weren't for his human status, he would really be in trouble if he continued to commit suicide.

The other sects looked at the sect leaders of the two sects and sighed secretly.

David Stephen, please tell me when it is not good for you to ridicule. You have to ridicule under such circumstances. If you don't suffer, who will suffer?

The master of Seven Kills has already been poisoned to his heart, so why are you just asking for a beating if he makes sarcastic remarks?

The leader of the Seven Kills exhaled heavily.

"This is such a fucking violation of the rules."

...

Yang Lin's side.

With the influx of rich spiritual energy, the purple poison elixir attached to the meridians was slowly swept away.

Yang Lin also had a faint smile on his face.

What a joke, I thought this elixir was so poisonous. After taking so many elixirs, I thought it was going to be a battle between life and death, but I didn't expect this.

Sure enough, I still underestimated the strength of my own meridians.

Perverted, simply too perverted.

Yang Lin opened his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.

To be honest, he felt that the remaining elixir in his body helped him resist the poisonous attack.

When he first started to use his spiritual energy to deal with these poisons, he felt as if the poison in his body was being targeted by some powerful predator, and his power was slowly decreasing without him actively resisting the opponent.

"It seems that the elixirs and medicinal baths during this period were not in vain."