Against the Heavens Evil Cultivator

Chapter 320 Poison Cultivation Art

Perhaps because he had high expectations for the green stick, the monk in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul immediately softened his expression a bit after the blow, but before the benefits on his face were revealed, he saw that the shadow of the stick was completely shattered. Although the five finger lights also disappeared, the five blood-colored sky-nailing spears still did not disappear, and they had already arrived before his eyes.

At this time, even if the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator wanted to dodge, it was too late, "Pu Chi!" The sound came out, and the mid-Yuan Soul cultivator's figure flickered and was fixed in the void.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." At this moment, bursts of explosions came out, and the Taoist disciples who were hit by Lin Fan's fist exploded one after another, and turned into a sky full of people without even making a scream. rain of blood.

Both Taoist disciples and Shangmingzong disciples looked at everything in shock, their eyes were completely bloodshot, and there was a strong smell of blood in their nostrils. The blood dripping on the faces of the monks seemed to be still warm.

With one punch, dozens of Yuan Danqi monks fell like this.

Everyone's eyes fell on Lin Fan. Lin Fan was barefoot in blood and was smiling, exuding a demonic aura.

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you kill quickly?!" Lin Fan yelled angrily, stretched out his right hand, and shot out five black finger lights, and all the disciples who were hit by the finger lights were pierced through the chest. After the reaction, the wound began to rot quickly, and finally turned into puddles of blood and fell to the ground.

"Ah!..." There was a scream, and the cultivator at the beginning of the Nascent Soul who was being targeted by the sword repairer Mo Nian screamed. His body was cut in half by Mo Nian's sword, and even the Nascent Soul couldn't escape .

Immediately afterwards, the early Yuanying monk that Zhou Keyu was staring at also fell to the ground weakly.The strange thing is that from this person's appearance, it is impossible to tell where he was injured.Moreover, Yuanying did not escape out of the body, and it seemed that Zhou Keyu had already killed him with a single blow.

I don't know what kind of secret technique Zhou Keyu used to kill people so silently. It's really weird.

After Lin Fan saw it, his heart ached secretly, and he scolded Mo Nian and Zhou Keyu, two prodigal wives!Yes, it's the prodigal girls who haven't found a woman for so long, either they are impotent or shemale.These two losers!Didn't he know that those two Nascent Souls were great supplements for him? !

The disciples of Shang Mingzong reacted one step earlier than the Taoist disciples, and directed the magic weapon in their hands to strike at the Taoist disciples.

As Lin Fan and Mo Nian displayed their supernatural powers, two of the three Nascent Soul cultivators in the Taoist sect died and one was injured, and the injured one was still restrained. , Striking without mercy, one is more vicious than the other, and the other is more cruel than the other, Taoist disciples simply cannot resist.

Seeing this, Lin Fan didn't bother to make any more moves. He put his hands behind his back and stared at the field indifferently.Mo Nian, Zhou Keyu, and Canglang Demon Lord also killed a few late-stage Yuan Dan disciples of the Taoist sect, and then flew to Lin Fan's side.

"Mr. Zhou, can I ask what kind of exercises Mr. Zhou is practicing, which is so weird?" Lin Fan asked Zhou Keyu.

"Why not?" Zhou Keyu laughed. "The exercises I practice are somewhat different from the five-element exercises practiced by ordinary monks. Ordinary monks practice the five-element spiritual power, but the five-element spiritual power is just an auxiliary function for me. What I really practice is poison!"

"Poison?" Lin Fan was surprised, and then asked: "As far as I know, poison cultivators are generally divided into two types, one is to attack the monk's body and Nascent Soul, and the other is to directly attack the monk's Nascent Soul. This kind of attack is sharper, but it is extremely difficult to practice. Judging from the appearance of the monk who died just now, Mr. Zhou must be practicing the poison technique to attack the primordial spirit."

"You even know this?" Zhou Keyu was taken aback, looked at Lin Fan in surprise, couldn't help shaking his head and said, "I really don't know what else you don't know, kid."

Lin Fan chuckled lightly and said nothing more.He learned about these things from Lin Quan, and those who didn't know really thought that he was very knowledgeable.

Glancing lightly at the Daoist disciples who were slaughtered by disciples of the Shangming Sect, Lin Fan hurriedly shouted: "The rest will be caught alive!"

Although they didn't know what Lin Fan meant, but for Lin Fan's order, the disciples of the Shangming Sect obeyed without any hesitation at all.Another group of disciples began to clean the battlefield and collect the spoils.This kind of thing is already familiar to the disciples of Shang Mingzong, and they don't feel strange at all.

Mo Nian and the others looked at Lin Fan suspiciously, obviously not understanding what Lin Fan meant.

Lin Fan shook his head without answering, and waved to the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator not far away, and the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator floated towards him.

Although he can still see and hear, and his head is still clear, the monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul is pale at this moment. The fear that he can clearly see his body but cannot control his body has already taken possession of him. whole heart.

"Don't be nervous, don't worry, I won't kill you." Lin Fan said to the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

The cultivator in the mid-Yuanying period was pale. It seemed that he was terrified by Lin Fan. He looked at Lin Fan with blank eyes, as if he didn't hear what Lin Fan was saying.

"Grass!" Lin Fan cursed, and slapped the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator with a "slap!" sound.

A dignified mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, calling the wind and rain in the world of cultivating immortals, can be said to be a land god in the world of cultivating immortals, but at this time, he was slapped in the face by someone. For the cultivator, this was worse than killing him. He immediately came back to his senses, opened his mouth and yelled, but because his body couldn't move, he looked like a clown.

Lin Fan never considered himself a stingy person, since he hit one side, how could he not hit the other side?Stretching out his hand, with a sound of "Pa!", Lin Fan's big hand landed on the other side of the face of the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. "Call again, and I'll cut off your tongue!"

While speaking, Lin Fan had already held a dagger in his hand at some point, and was stabbing the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator's cheek, piercing the skin of the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and a little blood flowed out.

Nascent Soul Middle Stage opened his mouth, just about to scold him, but Lin Fan didn't give him a chance. Lin Fan swiped his big hand, and the dagger cut open the entire face of the Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator, dripping with blood, and even the blood in his mouth could be seen. teeth.

kindness?What's this?Lin Fan was taken aback for a moment, looked at it curiously, and then cursed loudly.