However, this guy didn't attack at all, how did he get poisoned? "Hahahaha..."

The black-robed pharmacist laughed so hard that he fell backwards. "Are you confused as to when I poisoned you? It's not your fault that you were careless. The poison masters in your Great Zhou are really not up to par."

The old marquis frowned.

Are you from the Great Zhou Dynasty?

He is not from the Great Zhou!

Has the White Lotus Sect's hand reached so far?

That's right, they have already reached the palace, so what's wrong with getting a few masters from other countries? The black-robed pharmacist smiled and said, "The grass grown on the ground is originally non-toxic, and the flowers on the trees are also non-toxic, but if they are mixed together and people inhale them, it will stimulate the effect of Ma Fei San."

The old marquis suddenly realized.

The moment I got close to the other person, I was poisoned.

This kind of use of poison was the only one he had ever seen in his life.

The black-robed pharmacist laughed arrogantly and said, "I will spare your life...try my poison slowly."

The old marquis snorted coldly: "A mere little poison, do you really think you can trap anyone?"

After saying this, he concentrated his energy into his Dantian, and a powerful internal force rushed into his limbs and bones. Along with a dense tingling sensation in his tendons and veins, his paralyzed body regained consciousness in an instant.

His sword cut down the branch where the black-robed pharmacist was standing.

The black-robed pharmacist dodged in mid-air and landed on another big tree.

He looked at the old marquis in a bit of surprise: "Huh? Can it still move? It seems that it is more resistant to poison than I thought. It is an excellent poison body. I suddenly don't feel sorry for the runaway poison creature. If you take its place, you will definitely be able to create a more perfect poison creature."

He curled his lips sinisterly and let out a sneering laugh that echoed in the silent forest, making people's hair stand on end.

Wei Ting and Xiu Nu were fighting fiercely. Xiu Nu was a death warrior who improved his skills by shortening his lifespan. He was a very tough opponent.

In addition, he is already very old and has practiced martial arts for ten years longer than Wei Ting. The two are not at the same level at all.

If it were anyone else, they would have already become dead souls under Xiu Nu's sword.

Xiu Nu was also very surprised that Wei Ting had been able to survive until now without any harm.

"Who are you?" Xiu Nu asked.

Wei Ting said coldly: "The one who wants your life."

Xiu Nu tilted his head slightly to look at Wei Ting, a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes: "You make me feel familiar."

"Really? Unfortunately, I don't recognize you!"

Wei Ting came and slashed with a sword.

Xiu Nu was distracted just now and was actually hurt by him. Although it was just a small and insignificant wound on his shoulder, it still attracted Xiu Nu's attention.

"You are the first person to hurt me in Da Zhou. I am going to get serious now."

Xiu Nu's murderous aura suddenly surged, the grass and dust on the ground flew up without wind, and the empty forest seemed to have turned into a Shura field in an instant.

Wei Ting clenched the sword in his hand.

This guy named Xiu Nu is more troublesome than imagined.

The old marquis passed away too quickly just now, and he did not have time to give the antidote pills to the old marquis, so he did not know whether the old marquis was poisoned or not.

But please don’t let anything happen, otherwise he won’t be able to explain to the little fat peacock.

The old marquis was not in any danger for the time being, but with each attack he made, the poison in his body became increasingly uncontrollable.

He had to get out of here as soon as possible, otherwise he would only inhale more poisonous gas.

He fought and advanced forward.

The black-robed pharmacist smiled and said, "It's useless. You have already inhaled the poison gas. Without my antidote, you will eventually suffer from the poison. I advise you to stop immediately. This way, the onset will be slower and the pain will be less."

"Stop talking nonsense and give me your life!"

The old marquis stepped onto the tree trunk, used the force to leap up like a flying dragon, and attacked the black-robed pharmacist on the branch with the force of thunder.

The black-robed pharmacist seemed to be thinking, "It's been so long, but it's still so strong? Did I use a fake poison?"

The truth was, the old marquis was almost unable to hold on, but he couldn't reveal his true identity in front of the other party.

The old marquis gathered his strength to use his last move, but at this moment, the poison in his body finally erupted completely. He felt a pain in his chest, spat out a mouthful of black blood, and knelt on one knee on the ground.

He used his sword to support his gradually paralyzed body, and his consciousness began to fade away bit by bit.

The black-robed pharmacist smiled in relief: "I told you, how could my poison be ineffective? Zhenbei Hou, you have been able to hold on until now, which really impressed me. Don't worry, when I turn you into a poison, I will give you more medicine to relieve your pain."

"You are delusional—"

Before he could finish his thought, the old marquis vomited blood again, his body tilted, and he fell on the cold grass.

On the other side, Wei Ting's ears moved, his eyes darkened, and he was about to go find the old marquis.

Xiu Nu didn't give him any chance and flew down to block his way.

The black-robed pharmacist walked towards the old marquis step by step.

The old marquis struggled to get up several times, but he didn't even have the strength to hold the sword.

The black-robed pharmacist stopped in front of him, looking down at him, with a cold arc on his lips: "Don't struggle, it's useless, wait for me to capture you first, and then I will capture Qin Canglan alive. I really want to know how powerful the most powerful master of the Great Zhou would be if he became a poison in my hands. Wu Anjun is also a good candidate, but it's a pity that he died."

The old marquis stared at him fiercely.

He took out a hidden weapon and was about to shoot it at the old marquis.

In a flash, the old marquis, who was already exhausted, suddenly pulled out the dagger from his military boots with his left hand and stabbed it into his right foot.

The black-robed pharmacist's expression changed and he quickly retracted his foot.

Fortunately, the dagger only pierced his shoe.

The old marquis took the opportunity to grab his feet and knocked him to the ground.

The black-robed pharmacist really didn't expect that the old marquis still had strength.

He was enraged. When the old marquis pounced on him, he moved his fingertips and a vulture flapped its wings and flew over, pecking at the old marquis' eyes fiercely! Swoosh! A cold arrow shot from the air, shooting the vulture that was about to peck the old marquis blind away.

The black-robed pharmacist's eyes darkened, he slapped the old marquis away with one palm, and stood up neatly.

He looked around warily: "Who is it?"

There was no response from the darkness.

But when he looked at the vulture with its head shot through and hanging on the tree, he knew in his heart that such archery skills were definitely not for ordinary people.

"Is it General Leng?"

He asked in a deep voice.

Leng Tiannan is in charge of the Divine Bow Camp. His archery skills are unmatched in the entire Great Zhou, except for the late Wu'an Jun.

"Don't forget, your son is still in our hands. I advise you not to act rashly."

After threatening in a cold voice, the black-robed pharmacist tried to walk towards the old marquis.

But just as he took half a step, three arrows flew over and pierced his feet at the same time! Now.

He saw clearly where the arrow came from!

He pulled out the crossbow from behind him. This was the Western Jin Dynasty's God-breaking Crossbow, which was faster and more powerful than an arrow shot from a bow! He shot at the opponent without mercy.

Boom! Something huge fell to the ground.

Hit the target! He smiled coldly, put away the crossbow, and raised his hand to grab the old marquis on the ground.

At this moment, something incredible happened.

In the depths of the night, another cold arrow shot out, piercing straight through the hand that he had used to touch the old marquis! The pain twisted his face, and he grasped his right wrist, turning his head in disbelief.

Then a young girl in blue with a longbow in her hand, like a ghost in the forest, came walking on the moon with a cold expression.

The girl drew her bow and aimed at his head.

Is Xiao Xiao very handsome today? Is he worthy of a monthly ticket?

(End of this chapter)