"No wonder everyone in the flying fox world is afraid of the poisonous hand medicine king. This ability to poison is really unpreventable, and it is three points more powerful than martial arts, swords and guns!"

Yang Xingzhou looked at the group of people in front of him who had been poisoned, and he felt a little emotional in his heart: "People like Huo Dou and Darba are actually quite capable. If we compete according to their true cultivation, I can defeat them, but I still have to do it."

It took a lot of effort, but now, with just a snap of my fingers, I can make them immune to my poison and unable to fight back!"

He suddenly thought of Ouyang Feng in this world, and thought to himself: "Ouyang Feng is known as Western Poison, and his ability to poison is naturally extremely good. However, when he fought against others, he only became a master of snake playing, and Hong Qigong was just...

When he was bitten by a venomous snake, he did not hurt anyone with poison. Well, he is a martial arts master and respects his status. Although his knowledge of poisons is unparalleled in the world, he can fight with people, but he still uses his real skills. From this

From one point of view, this person can be regarded as an aboveboard person. If he uses poisonous methods to travel around the world, hey, even Wang Chongyang will be poisoned to death by him."

At the beginning of the Huashan sword debate, the competition was only about martial arts cultivation. Ouyang Feng did not poison anyone. If this person really wanted to poison, I am afraid that no one in the world would be able to bear it. Chongyang Palace disciples are all over the world, poisoning everyone.

Ouyang Feng will probably also end up being wiped out.

If you look at it from this perspective, Ouyang Feng can be regarded as upright and upright even if he is not a glorious person!

If this person had the poisonous hand god Owl Shi Wanhao's method, no one in the world would be able to control him. But he didn't bother to do this. Even if he poisoned him, he would only use it as a weapon instead of purely using poison to kill people.

"Among the entire Jin Yong martial arts, the only one who has really studied poisons and can be called a master is Xidu Ouyang Feng! Master Wu'an, Wang Nangu, Ding Chunqiu and others are only good at poisoning, but they are very good at developing new poisons.

, but still a few points behind Ouyang Feng!"

After Yang Xingzhou thought of Ouyang Feng, his heart became hot. "If I have the chance, I will definitely talk to him about how to use poison. But this person has become insane and obsessed. I don't know if he can still communicate normally."

He walked in front of everyone, the long sword flew out from behind, and he pointed the sword at Huo Dou's throat, and said with a smile: "Others can survive, but you can't!"

In Huo Dou's horrified eyes, Yang Xingzhou thrust his long sword forward, piercing Huo Dou's neck. As blood sprayed, he turned around and shouted at the fire horse. With a scolding, the horse flew with its hooves and ran towards the Chongyang Palace.

go.

Suddenly, he rode back and came to Dalba. In everyone's frightened eyes, Yang Xingzhou jumped off his horse, took Dalba's vajra in his hand, and asked, "Is this really made of gold?"

Dalba was breathing heavily and lay on the ground staring, unable to look at each other.

Yang Xingzhou chuckled, took out the dagger from his waist, scraped the vajra a few times, and found that the golden pestle was not made of pure gold, but a layer of gold water on the outside of the vajra. The entire vajra weighed a hundred kilograms.

"unlucky!"

Yang Xingzhou was greatly disappointed, glanced around and cursed: "What are you looking at? My poison is free of charge? How can I lose money in one shot?"

As he spoke, he whittled the dagger on the vajra one after another, scraping off the gold powder on it, and put it into a small bag. Then he touched Darba's body and suddenly let out a cheer: "Good guy, money."

Quite a few!”

He suddenly became excited and touched the dead Huo Dou's body again, and took out a brocade bag. He opened it and saw that it was filled with gold leaves and scattered silver taels.

Yang Xingzhou was even more happy. He searched dozens of people at the scene and found thousands of taels of gold and silver. He even found several martial arts secret books on several people.

"Okay, okay, kill people to get goods, kill people to get goods, and you have to get goods to kill people! The so-called thieves are not empty... Bah, you thieves, even if you pay for your life this time, I won't kill you. If you dare to do evil again next time, you will definitely

Don’t give up! Well, I guess there won’t be a next time for you either.”

After Yang Xingzhou searched everyone, he gained a lot. Finally, he took Huo Du's folding fan in his hand, shook it gently a few times, and said, "This fan is good, and now my surname is Yang! Hahahahaha!"

Amid laughter, he got on his horse and walked away in a puff of smoke.

His poison is extremely overbearing. If there is an antidote, it will be no problem. If there is no antidote, although the lives of everyone present will not be in danger, over time, the poisonous gas will enter the internal organs and the eight meridians will be exhausted, and they will not be able to practice it for life.

Wu.

Most of these people in the world are masters from the Central Plains. Now they are hanging out with Huo Du, a Mongolian. Now they are even planning to attack the Chongyang Palace with Huo Du. In future generations, they will be pure traitor lackeys. If Yang Xingzhou doesn't kill them,

They are already showing mercy, and their cultivation is ruined. Whether they live or die in the future depends on their respective fortunes.

After he poisoned these people and beheaded Huo Dou, he turned around and left, but he had no idea of ​​the magnitude of what he had done.

There were dozens of martial arts people at the scene, accounting for almost one-third of the evil masters in the Central Plains martial arts community. These people's martial arts skills may not be high, but they are not low either. Real masters naturally look down on Huo Du, but their kung fu is too low.

If so, I will definitely not have the guts to provoke the Quanzhen Sect.

Most of these people are lone thieves or robbers in the green forest. They have some skills, but they are not too big. Some of them don't know how great the world is, and some want to fish in troubled waters, so they followed Huo Dou to Zhongnan Mountain.

Who would have thought that after meeting Yang Xingzhou, he would be poisoned by a packet of poison from Yang Xingzhou. Even Huo Du, a Mongolian prince, would be stabbed in the throat by Yang Xingzhou. This defeat was enough to shock the world and stir up a sensation in the martial arts world.

But Yang Xingzhou was too lazy to think about this. After riding forward, he arrived at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain with little effort. Just after passing the bluestone archway, he saw two Taoists coming out with swords. One of them looked at Yang Xingzhou and shouted: "Who are you?

, why do you come to Zhongnan?"

The two Taoists looked arrogant and spoke coldly. They held long swords in their hands and looked at Yang Xingzhou as if they were enemies, with unkind expressions on their faces.

Yang Xingzhou was furious: "Does this Zhongnan Mountain belong to your family? I can come when I want and leave when I want. It's none of your business!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became. He suddenly jumped off the horse, reached out and grabbed the speaker's neck, lifted him in the air, slapped him on the face a few times, threw it casually, and at the same time raised his leg to kick the other Taoist.

It flew up into the air and fell into the bushes on the roadside.

Amidst the screams of the two Taoists, Yang Xingzhou returned to the horseback again, looked at the two Taoists, and sneered: "Where are you Taoists? You are so arrogant!"

When he was beating people, he took the sheep and had already snatched the long swords from the hands of the two Taoists. He took the long sword in his hand and looked carefully. He saw three small words engraved on the hilt: Chongyang Palace.

"He is really a member of the Quanzhen Sect!"

Yang Xingzhou was slightly surprised: "Do Taoists from the Quanzhen Sect all treat people like this? Why are they so rude?"

He advanced and retreated like a ghost. The two Taoists who were beaten were horrified. One of them had blood coming from the corner of his mouth and his body was swaying. He pointed at Yang Xingzhou and shouted: "You...you are so brave, you dare to come to Quanzhen."

You are so wild! You beat us and still say we are rude? You...you go too far!"

He said it was too much to bully others, and the arrogance on his face had long since disappeared, replaced by anger, annoyance, and fear.
Chapter completed!