Chapter 2370: Poison Master

Come and die!

Huangfu's domineering words echoed in the void, only indifference in his eyes, the domineering aura bloomed from him, and the cultivators present could not breathe.

"In the middle of the ancient **** realm?" Xiao Fan saw Huangfu's style of writing at a glance, his expression condensed slightly.

Although Long Feiyu also broke through to the Ancient God Realm, it was only in the early stage of the Ancient God Realm. Facing other ordinary powerhouses, he could certainly fight higher.

However, the two are both geniuses, they may not be opponents.

However, Xiao Fan also knew that Long Feiyu was inherited from his ancestors, and his strength should not be weak. Even if it was not as good as that of Huangfu's style, it would definitely not be too different.

Because of this, Xiao Fan became more curious, where did Huangfu's style of self-confidence come from, dare to challenge the entire Tianwu Region alone?

"Humph!"

Long Feiyu snorted coldly, picked his spear, and shot out like a silver snake, his whole body exuding unparalleled momentum, and he appeared in front of Huangfu Wenfeng.

Huangfu Wenfeng sneered, and pointed out with his bare hands. Thousands of sword qi bloomed in the void with amazing power.

Qiang Qiang!

A series of sword qi collided with the silver spear, making a burst of gold and stone clashing sounds, and the void and sparks shot in all directions, with amazing power.

I saw two figures shuttled in the void, and most people could only vaguely catch two figures, almost inconceivable.

"So strong, Long Feiyu has broken through the ancient **** realm, and it is estimated that he can fight the late stage of the ordinary ancient **** realm." The crowd was shocked and surprised Long Feiyu's strength.

"That Huangfu's writing style is not weak, it is not easy to beat him." Another person said.

They very much hope that Long Feiyu can win this battle and win glory for the Tianwu Realm, but Huangfu's style and style are not weaker than Long Feiyu, regardless of realm and strength. It is too difficult to win.

Xiao Fan frowned as he watched the battle at high altitude, his expression condensed slightly, and a deep sense of battle flashed deep in his eyes.

Since the Celestial Ranking Tournament, Xiao Fan has locked his goal on the genius of Tianwu Shenshan. Only after tempering can he grow as quickly as possible.

If he sees the battle between Huangfu Wenfeng and Long Feiyu, he also has that impulse.

However, his fighting spirit quickly disappeared, his expression returned to calm, and he muttered in his heart: "Although Huangfu's style of writing is not weak, it is not difficult to kill him."

"Long Feiyu is estimated to be dangerous." At this moment, Jun Ruohuan suddenly whispered.

"Isn't Long Feiyu his opponent?" Qing Ming couldn't help showing surprise when he heard Jun Ruohuan's words. He wouldn't doubt the words of those around Xiao Fan. He must have his confidence to be able to say this.

However, many people were skeptical. Long Feiyu was much better than Yuwenhou, so how could it be dangerous?

Even if he is not the opponent of Huangfu's style, if Long Feiyu wants to retire, Huangfu's style should not be old for him.

Jun Ruohuan shook his head and said in a condensed voice: "Don't forget what Tianyouyu is best at."

When Qing Ming and others heard this, their expressions instantly condensed, and the gray-robed old man who had offended Xiao Fan before blurted out, saying: "Poison! Tianyouyu is best at poison!"

"Poison?" The other people's expressions changed slightly, and they finally understood what Jun Ruohuan meant.

Tianyouyu is best at poison. As a member of the Huangfu family, the first family of Tianyouyu, how could Huangfu's style of writing not understand poison?

Now the two battles are similar, if Huangfu's writing style uses poison, Long Feiyu will definitely suffer.

"Using poison in the battle, isn't this what the monk did?" Nangong Xiaoxiao also frowned, a little unhappy.

The eyes of other people are also full of disgust, normal confrontation, most people hate crooked ways, and the use of poison is even more disdainful for most monks.

Jun Ruohuan was silent, but Qing Ming next to him said: "If someone else uses poison, you might feel ashamed, but the cultivators of Tianyouyu would be proud of it, because they have a profession called Poison Master."

Speaking of this, Qing Ming's face showed a bit of bitterness.

Poison Master?

Xiao Fan and others were taken aback for a moment. They were the first time they heard of such a profession. They had only heard of magic medicine masters, tool refiners, formation mages and magic carving masters. Even magic carving masters are very rare, let alone poison Teacher.

"Poison masters are a branch of magical pharmacists. They specialize in poisons. The Huangfu family is a family of refining medicine, and there are many poison masters." Jun Ruohuan added.

Xiao Fan and Yingfeng couldn't help but glance at each other, with a strange look on their faces.

"The son, the Huangfu family of the Battle Soul Continent, seems to be the ancient clan of refining medicine, right?" Yingfeng spoke to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan nodded. He wasn't entangled with this matter now, but was surprised that the Huangfu family appeared in the Battle Soul Continent. He always felt that this was not accidental.

The Huangfu family is like this, so are other families the same, or is it that the Battle Soul Continent is not only simple on the surface, but also what big secrets are hidden?

"Go away!"

Xiao Fan's thoughts were interrupted by an angry shout, but he saw a long sword appeared in the hands of Huangfu Wenfeng in the distance, and the sword slashed out in anger.

Long Feiyu held a long spear to block, but was stunned by Huangfu Wenfeng's sword, and fell to the ground at an extremely fast speed, shooting blood on his body.

At that moment, Xiao Fan couldn't help frowning. He clearly captured that when Long Feiyu blocked him, his body suddenly trembled slightly, as if fatigued.

"Long Feiyu is defeated?" The crowd was in an uproar. You know, Long Feiyu is the second one among the top ten geniuses. He actually lost to Huangfu Wenfeng, which made it hard for them to accept.

Only Xiao Fan frowned. He still knew something about Long Feiyu's strength. Strength was his strength, and he shouldn't be shocked so easily.

"Poison?" A word flashed in Xiao Fan's mind.

The only explanation was that Long Feiyu was most likely poisoned, but he didn't even know it.

Qing Ming and the others knew the Huangfu family so well, and they should be prepared to come to Long Feiyu, but they were still recruited, and even Xiao Fan had to admire the power of Huangfu's style of poisoning.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't find anything, and he didn't know how Huangfu's style of writing got the trick.

"Poison Master, it's really a weird profession." Xiao Fan took a deep breath, and he finally knew why the Poison Master was not ashamed of poisoning, but rather proud of it.

In a sense, this is a fighting method of a poison master, so what shame?

In the distance, Long Feiyu flew upside down several hundred feet to stabilize his figure. His face was pale, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his cold eyes stared at Huangfu Wenfeng, his body was trembling.

"It seems that there is really no one in the Tianwu area." Huangfu's mocking words sounded again, and he stood in the air, ignoring everything.

The cultivators of the Tianwu Region were extremely angry, with their fists clenched, and their hearts were extremely frustrated. If they were blocked in the Tianyou Region, they would lose. But they were blocked at the entrance of the Tianwu Divine Mountain.

Xiao Fan glanced at Huangfu's writing style, and did not have the desire to make a move. At this moment, a figure flew in the distance, but the leader of the group of Youyun Mansion returned.

"My Youyun Mansion has obtained the permission of Tianwu Shenshan. Everyone get off the Shenzhou and follow me in." The elder looked at the people and didn't care about the battle in the distance.

"Everyone, let's go." Qing Ming nodded, seeing that Xiao Fan didn't want to participate in this matter, he was helpless, Long Feiyu was invincible, and he was definitely not an opponent either.

Although everyone was filled with righteous indignation, they were helpless, and followed Qing Ming towards Tianwu Shenshan.

"You rubbish, even I am not an opponent. I don't think you should enter the battlefield of Hundred Kills. If you enter, you will die." At this moment, Huangfu Wenfeng suddenly said with a cold tone, his eyes swept Xiao Fan and the others intentionally or unintentionally Take a look. As the words fell, the cultivators on the Shenzhou of the Tianyou Region stepped into the air, standing in a row, blocking everyone's path.