Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 682 What the hell?
If Wu Xuan was sober at this moment, he would definitely be very shocked.

This ranger's method can be called amazing luck, he can make the silver needle fly into the air, this kind of strength probably even Qin Lao can't do it.

Under the urging of the old man, the ancient silver needles directly landed on the acupuncture points on Wu Xuanman's body, as if they had eyes.

Hit the stubborn toxin with a heavy hammer, and force the toxin to return to its original range with retrograde force.

The old man was extremely calm from the beginning to the end, he knew that Wu Xuan's toxin had entered the bone marrow.

But his actions only drove away the toxins inside and outside Wu Xuan.

To prevent it from continuing to erode the bone marrow, the real treatment has only just begun.

Wu Xuan was sitting cross-legged, his body was full of steam.

If outsiders saw it, they would definitely think that he was about to spontaneously combust.

The old man saw a trace of blood oozing from the ancient silver needle.

Those vicissitudes of hands are not too fast, holding the fishing rod in their hands.

His wrist trembled, the fishing line had already entangled Wu Xuan and bound him into rice dumplings.

The old man smiled and said nothing, because the next treatment may be more painful, but the effect is remarkable.

Wu Xuan was in a coma, and he couldn't chat with him.

And he couldn't let the four brats of Taiji Yinyang outside the door hear his presence.

Only in this way can Wu Xuan be out of danger quickly.

Thinking of this, You Xia'er pulled the fishing rod straight towards Wu Xuan.

But when the fishing rod ruthlessly left a red mark on Wu Xuan's arm, it didn't make the slightest sound.

Originally, Wu Xuan only had a sense of touch, but this made him feel a lot better, but he still couldn't control his body.

The old man's technique was unusually ingenious, every blow of the fishing rod fell hard without making the slightest sound, and even the red marks left on Wu Xuan's body faded away in an instant.

And as the swings kept falling, every time Wu Xuan was hit, a trace of toxin would seep out from the surface of the skin.

Repeatedly like this, the toxins in Wu Xuan's bone marrow were eliminated by the old man.

Such a life-saving method can be called miraculous.

In other words, others would not believe it even if they were beaten to death!

But Wu Xuan really recovered a lot, only the place on his chest that was scratched by the black gold dagger still had stubborn toxin accumulation.

The old man didn't pause, because Qin Chen was about to return, and he had to deal with the matter in front of him quickly.

He shot quickly, and all the ancient silver needles originally landed on Wu Xuan's chest at this moment.

Immediately, the palm prints of the old man landed on Wu Xuan's back like raindrops dozens of times per second.

"Pfft~"

Three mouthfuls of black blood were spat out one after another, and the wound on Wu Xuan's chest continued to bleed, but showed a sickly dark red color.

The slap of the palm print fell, and the old man breathed a sigh of relief. Without saying a word, he took off the ancient silver needle, picked up his own fishing rod...then kicked Wu Xuan hard on the back, and turned to Disappeared from the window without a trace.

This final blow is a crucial step.

The poison in Wu Xuan's chest and the stasis in his lungs were all eliminated at this moment.

Healthy bright red blood flowed from the original wound.

"Boom."

The door of the room was pushed open by Mr. Qin in a hurry. His frowning brows were not yet relaxed, but he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Wu Xuan's toxin-filled black blood was evaporating.

His breathing also became even, and his face returned to blood.

Elder Qin hurried over to check Wu Xuan's injury, but was surprised to find that his injury had miraculously recovered!
At this moment, Wu Xuan's Qi pulse is stable, even if the wound on his chest is not still there.

It really doesn't look like someone who has been poisoned.

"What's going on, even Master can't do it." Elder Yin said in disbelief.

In fact, the four elders of Taiji Yin and Yang are confused.

Could it be a hell of a thing.

Elder Qin checked Wu Xuan's body directly, and there was no serious problem.

It was true that there was no trace of poison, so he knew that Wu Xuan's injury had been healed.

He asked directly: "Can you see anyone coming?"

The four elders of Taiji Yinyang all looked at each other in blank dismay, and then said: "The four of us have been guarding the door, and no one has come."

Elder Yang looked at Wu Xuan, who was sleeping peacefully, in confusion: "Who could have such ability, finish Wu Xuan's treatment so quickly, and leave without anyone noticing?"

"Could it be some otherworldly expert who saw Wu Xuan's brilliance in the sword competition, so he felt pity for him." Tai Lao guessed.

After all, there were quite a few old monsters present at Huashan Lunjian this time.

Although they don't know where they are hiding to watch the match, everyone is sure that there is definitely an old monster watching everything on the field.

"Could it be that expert outside the world." Elder Qin guessed suspiciously.

Because back then he had heard Wu Xuan mention that there was an old fisherman who met him once.

It was a chance to be able to skillfully use the four dragon scale moves and give him hints.

He guessed that it was this expert who helped him, otherwise even he would not be able to do anything about the poison, so how can it be said that it can be cured if it is cured.

Elder Qin interrupted the conjectures of the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Four Elders, and said, "Since Wu Xuan is fine, there is nothing to worry about. If this expert wants to let us know, he will naturally come out to meet him. "

Tai Lao nodded slightly, what Qin Lao said made sense.

This extraterrestrial expert must have felt that Wu Xuan was destined for him, so he helped him.

The four of them walked out of the room. Before Wu Xuan woke up, they would guard the door to prevent anyone from sneaking in and using unruly methods on Wu Xuan.

Elder Qin stood by Wu Xuan's side, holding his breath with silver needles from time to time, allowing Wu Xuan's steady body to gradually recover.

Seeing that Wu Xuan was safe and sound, Elder Qin walked to the window, his eyes fell on the world outside the window.

Outside this window is a cliff with no path.

Elder Qin smacked his tongue inwardly. With such a steepness, even he had to weigh a little while walking.

Not to mention the ability to come and go freely, which shows how superb the other party's ability is.

Mr. Qin once speculated whether it would be his master, but he thought that this elusive person had disappeared, and he hadn't seen him for many years, so he didn't know if he still existed in the world.

And if it was really his master, how could he turn a blind eye when he saw his former senior brothers turn against each other.

At this moment, Wu Xuan seemed to be living in a gentle village, and his body, which was in severe pain, returned to normal.

A comfortable warmth is flowing all over the body, gradually rejuvenating.

In a coma, he knew that someone was detoxifying him and killing him.

But he didn't know who this person was, so he thought that it was Mr. Qin who saved his life.

It can be said that Mr. Qin's method will not be able to beat himself with something.

Although Wu Xuan's perception of the body is weak, he can still feel pain all over his body.

As time passed, Wu Xuan's body was also rapidly recovering to its peak, and a decisive battle of swordsmanship was about to begin.

(End of this chapter)