Fairy Doctor

Chapter 2321
Chapter 2321
"I'm not joking with you." Lin Yu smiled slightly and said, "Whether she is strong or not, try it and you'll know soon."

"Hehe, if she is really a strong person, then the strong people in this world are really worthless." The poison king almost cried with laughter. Does he think Lin Yu is stupid?
He didn't even have the heart to attack such a delicate little girl. Although the poisonous king was cruel, he was not cruel enough to spare such a little girl, so he felt that Lin Yu was bluffing him. Even insulting him.

"Do you look down on me?" Mu Li glanced at the poisonous king, the voice of the poisonous king who was laughing wildly seemed to be dumb at this moment.

Just such a simple look contained many emotions in Mu Li, including disdain, sarcasm, and pity, and that sad expression, like a person standing at the top of the food chain looking down on an ant. The arrogance of being high above me, who is better than me, is not at all what such a little girl can emit.

The poison king's face became ugly, and he realized that Lin Yu was not joking with him. This little girl who looked like only a teenager seemed to be really a strong person, and her realm, Even if it is as strong as the Poison King, it is far inferior.

What scares the Poison King even more is that he has seen too many masters before, but he has never seen a master of Mu Li's level. With Mu Li's eyes, he feels that he can kill him instantly. The world's top masters, she and herself are not rivals at the same level at all.

"Of course not." Faced with this little girl's provocation, the Poison King settled down. No matter what, he couldn't lose in momentum. If he loses to this little girl in terms of momentum, then from now on, how can he mess around in the inner arena in the future?
"Within three palms, if you still stand, I will lose." Mu Li's face was tense, and she said something that made the Poison King almost vomit blood.

Just now, he pretended to take Lin Yu's three swords hard, but he hadn't finished receiving the three swords, and he couldn't stand the defeat.

However, in the blink of an eye, there was such a little girl who said arrogantly that she would take herself down within three palms. Has this world gone crazy?
Although the poisonous king knew that this girl was not easy, he still didn't believe that she could take him down within three palms. He sneered and said, "It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, hehe, little girl, don't you know?" The sky is high and the earth is thick, if I can't take you down within three moves, I will be considered a loser."

"Let's see the real chapter under my hand." Lin Yu smiled slightly, he didn't seem to worry about Mu Li's safety at all, and this scene angered the poison king even more.

The Poison King roared angrily, he stretched out his hands, and his hands were replaced by sharp black claws, he clenched his right hand, and the black air enveloped his palm, he stared at Mu Li, his eyes showed a gleam of green light .

Even if he doesn't believe that he can be defeated by this little girl, the Poison King still has to show his best form, the lion Botu, still doing his best, and the little girl in front of him is not a little white rabbit, she is simply a white rabbit. tiger.

The Poison King is very cautious, he will never move before the other party moves, and no one has ever given him such a strong sense of crisis. Since the mastery of Qianfang Poison Art, he has almost few opponents. The overwhelming venom and high-strength body make it almost impossible to get close.

Mu Li didn't make any iconic movements, she didn't even intend to take a look at the Poison King, she stretched out her right hand and watched her slender fingers.

The jade hand that can be broken by blowing bombs makes people have an urge to touch it. Even the poison king who has not thought about women for many years and does not know how to appreciate a woman can't help being stunned.

Mu Li's hand slightly bent, pinched with an orchid finger, then stretched out her right hand, and flicked outward slightly, the moment her right hand popped out, the situation changed.

Transparent halos fluctuated layer by layer, and the poison king's beard and hair were completely different. He had already expected that Mu Li's offensive would be very powerful, but he never expected that it would be so fierce.

Forcibly nailing his body firmly to the ground, the Poison King felt that his soul would be sucked away by the halo. He stood firmly on the spot, crossed his arms, then raised his head to the sky and let out a roar. Grabbing it forward, two white claw marks appeared in mid-air.

This claw mark had the power to tear apart the void, rushing forward to Mu Li, but Mu Li's seemingly random finger had the power to overwhelm mountains and seas.

Phew, a transparent halo surged, the Poison King's body gave a heavy pause, his body suddenly bent down, and a moment later, he suddenly shook his hands, opened his arms, the clothes on his body flew away, like If the beast.

With a buzzing sound, a powerful shock wave surged out from the Poison King's body, and then rushed in all directions. For a moment, with the two of them at the center, all the vegetation within a radius of ten feet was turned into dust.

After this blow, the scene returned to calm. The Poison King stood there peacefully, without moving.

The Poison King slowly stretched out a hand, his sharp black claws looked extremely terrifying in the night, suddenly, with a light click, his black claws split open, and then his claws with both hands shattered. Crack and open.

His hands have returned to green, but the big scars on the backs of both hands are extremely eye-catching.

The Poison King raised his head, the black robe on his head was also torn apart by this blow, and the veins on his green forehead were protruding, he looked at Mu Li, his lips were moving slightly.

"This is the first move." Mu Li smiled slightly and said, "Brother Lin Yu said that your Qianfang Poison Art is very powerful, but now it seems...it's quite ordinary, hehe..."

The poison king almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. He took his life to catch the opponent's finger, and he was already seriously injured. However, in the eyes of the opponent, his strength was nothing more than that, and anyone would spit it out if he changed it. Old blood.

"Come on, the second palm." The poison king said through gritted teeth, put his hands on his chest, holding the handle of the knife on his chest, and then tried his best to pull out the two short blades that stabbed his chest.

These two daggers are nourished by his flesh and blood, and they have already connected with him. There is really no way for ordinary people to force him to draw out the daggers.

But this time it won't work. The opponent's strength has far exceeded his imagination. If he doesn't sacrifice his trump card, he may not escape the next disaster.

(End of this chapter)