Villain: After Being Kicked Out Of The Division, He Completely Turned Into A Black Man.

Dugu Xu kindly reminded: "Haha, kid, don't blame me for not warning you. Even I don't have an antidote. Whether Su Shengyu can survive or not depends on you."

After that, Dugu Xu disappeared without a trace like a ghost.

But everyone knew that he had not left the hall. He was hiding in the darkness like a shadow and watching everything that happened in the hall.

Even if Dugu Xu disappears, no one dares to have any evil intentions. They don't want to turn into a cold corpse one step ahead.

Chu Feng frowned when he heard this. His dark eyes looked at the sluggish old man in front of him, and the corners of Chu Feng's mouth twitched slightly.

If Su Shengyu died in his hands.

He was afraid that his reputation would be ruined.

There is no place for him in Yanjing.

Chu Feng quickly calmed himself down and checked Su Shengyu's condition. The poison was spreading faster than he imagined.

In just a few seconds, Su Shengyu's skin began to turn purple.

At such a critical moment, when Chu Feng saw Lu Chen still gloating about his misfortune, he also said angrily: "Lu Chen still won't get out of the way, don't stand here and influence me!"

Lu Chen didn't say anything. After all, except for him, everyone's lives were now in Chu Feng's hands.

Chu Feng held his breath and concentrated, took out a set of silver needles, took out one from it, gently twisted the bottom of the silver needle with his two fingers, transferred his own true energy into the silver needle, and slowly inserted it into Su Shengyu's forehead.

"Chu Feng, what do you want to do!"

"If you kill old Patriarch Su, our Su family will have to pay for it with your life even if you offend Doctor Feng!"

The children of the Su family couldn't sit still when they saw Chu Feng inserting dense silver needles into Su Shengyu's head. Was he trying to save him or kill him?

"Noisy! Shut up, little friend Chu Feng is treating Senior Su. I need you to keep the minimum silence!"

The aura of Ye Wuhai, the sixth-grade martial saint at the peak of his powers, suddenly leaked out. Under the pressure, everyone shut their mouths in an instant.

But Su Haoren didn't accept this trick.

He is also a strong sixth-grade Martial Saint, and Su Shengyu is his father. He cannot just watch Su Shengyu die under Chu Feng's silver needle.

"Ye Wuhai, what do you mean? Why do you think that a nobody like him can save my father?"

Su Haoren asked sternly, it was extremely ridiculous to place all his hopes on this unknown person.

"So Family Master Su has a better way to treat Senior Su? We only have half an hour. Chu Feng is the only doctor here who has the ability to treat Senior Su. Even if you don't believe me, you can't help but believe in Medical Fairy Feng."

"Bullshit Phoenix Medical Fairy, one who disappeared for decades..."

"Su Haoren! No matter what, this is a bet between Dugu Xuan and Chu Feng. If you step forward to interrupt this bet, I won't care if Dugu Xuan does something outrageous... At least, I believe Chu Feng still has a glimmer of hope."

Ye Wuhai said angrily that he wanted to save Su Shengyu more than anyone else, but the existence of Dugu Xu made him dare not act rashly.

Su Haoren was trembling with anger, but there was nothing he could do.

In the darkness, Dugu Xu's cloudy old eyes looked at everything that happened in the hall, and a playful smile appeared on his chapped lips: "Jie Jie Jie, interesting and interesting."

Hundreds of pairs of eyes focused on the thin young figure on the stage.

They could do nothing at this moment, they could only pray silently in their hearts: "Chu Feng, you must work hard..."

Chu Feng looked at the ashen-faced Su Shengyu, and his heart was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Damn it!

After trying many methods but still to no avail, a little loss and disappointment appeared on Chu Feng's face.

He kept mumbling to himself: "The poison has penetrated into Senior Su's internal organs, what should I do? What would she do if the master was here?"

After being silent for a long time, Chu Feng raised his eyes and murmured: "Since the poison cannot be removed, I will take out the poison."

"Senior Su, you must hold on, I will definitely save you!"

"The fourth level of Fierce Yang Kung, Three Thousand Flames of Fire."

The blazing fire burned along the silver needle in Chu Feng's hand, and the tiny silver needle was engulfed and wrapped in the flames. Chu Feng did not hesitate to insert the silver needle in his hand into Su Shengyu's forehead, which was filled with dense silver needles.

The moment he inserted the silver needle, light cyan mist rose from the silver needle.

The slowly disappearing wisps of blue mist contain toxins that make one's scalp numb. Even if an ordinary warrior takes a breath, he may not be able to survive for a quarter of an hour.

Chu Feng whispered softly: "This poison is more overbearing than I thought. With Senior Su's body, let alone half an hour, it has already reached the sky in a quarter of an hour. Faster, faster... "

Chu Feng was sweating profusely, and the silver needle in his hand did not stop at all.

Many people present were moved by this. Even Su Haoren began to shake his initial doubts about Chu Feng. Maybe this little-known young man could really save his father from Dugu Xuan.

Su Baizhi's pink face moved violently, and she placed her pink fist on her slightly bulging chest, clenching it tightly, praying for a miracle.

The poison that penetrated into Su Shengyu's five internal organs, six organs, bone marrow, and Dantian was gradually peeled off from Su Shengyu's body under Chu Feng's skillful acupuncture therapy.

Su Shengyu's skin was no longer as purple as it was at the beginning, and the situation seemed to be improving.

Dugu Xi was hiding in the dark, his thin body couldn't stop trembling, and his face kept convulsing.

This was a result he had never expected. Chu Feng, an unknown person, actually used a small silver needle to undo the poison he was most proud of.

He originally wanted to use Chu Feng to wash away the shame of losing to Feng Jiu, but in the end...

Seeing that Su Shengyu's expression began to improve, many people's faces showed joy. It was ridiculous that the bullshit Wan Gu Poison Master could lose to this unknown young man.

Su Baizhi ran to Lu Chen's side excitedly, her soft little hands tightly grasped Lu Chen's left arm, her pink lips pursed slightly, her clear watery eyes looked at Su Shengyu, whose complexion was gradually improving, and she smiled with her teeth: "That's great. Brother Lu Chen, grandpa, he will be fine."

Lu Chen did not speak and chose to remain silent. This was naturally not the result he wanted.

Just when everyone thought that the bet between Chu Feng and Dugu Xuan had been won.

Someone said, "Senior Su's face looks wrong, look at it!"

Everyone looked and saw that Su Shengyu's face suddenly became gloomy again, even more depressed than before. Su Shengyu spat out a mouthful of turbid blood, and most of his white robe was stained red by the turbid blood.

"Grandpa! Woohoo."

Su Baizhi cried loudly, like pear blossoms with rain, and grabbed Lu Chen's arm tighter.

"How is this possible? Senior Su's situation has obviously improved just now. Could it be that the old thief Dugu Xu is playing tricks?"

"Hmph! I don't even bother to use this method. Whether you can survive or not depends on Su Shengyu's luck."

Dugu Xuan appeared like a ghost, observing Chu Feng's every move with a gloomy expression.

But Dugu Xuan was also puzzled by Su Shengyu's sudden deterioration.

Chu Feng has obviously eliminated most of the poison in Su Shengyu's body, but Su Shengyu's condition has worsened. Could it be...