The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

The pharmacists looked at Chu Heng proudly or madly, as if they were looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

It's a pity that in the eyes of these pharmacists, Chu Heng didn't show the slightest expression of panic.

It seemed that Chu Heng was not poisoned at all.

On the contrary, Chen Yuanyuan, who was not far from the alchemy room, had already collapsed on the ground. Looking at Chen Yuanyuan's condition, the pharmacists were able to confirm that the poison they just used was not wrong.

Thinking of this, everyone was determined.

From their point of view, the reason why Chu Heng is calm now may be just putting on a show.

Chu Heng is also a top-notch expert at any rate, and his inner strength is so deep that it is normal to be able to withstand their poison for a period of time.

With such thoughts, these people did not have the slightest fear of Chu Heng.

Chu Heng looked at these people and shook his head.

If Heaven wants to destroy man, it must first make him mad.

Now these people are completely crazy.

It's ridiculous that these people still think that Chu Heng has been poisoned, and they want to delay the time until Chu Heng loses his ability to resist the poison, but such thoughts are like daydreams.

"Just right, let's use you as a precursor to the demise of Heyang City!"

Chu Heng stopped talking nonsense, straightened the Qinggang sword in his hand, and rushed into these pharmacists again.

If Chu Heng needed to be a little more cautious when dealing with those dozens of guards before, then he has no scruples about these pharmacists now.

I saw Chu Heng's long sword flying like a butterfly piercing through flowers, passing through the dozen or so pharmacists, but in an instant, he had already stood on the spot again.

And when Chu Heng stood with his sword slanted, the throats of the dozen or so pharmacists had all been cut by Chu Heng's Qinggang sword.

They clutched their throats tightly and stretched out their other hand to grab something.

It's a pity that now they can't even grasp the air, they can only open their eyes wide, feeling the rapid dissipation of their lives.

They couldn't even make a sound because their throats had been cut.

Fourteen pharmacists, except Gui Zeming, a disciple of the elixir, were all hit by the sword.

But Chu Heng has gained a huge amount of experience points!

Even when he killed those two first-class masters, Chu Heng had already discovered that the experience points obtained by killing these people were even much more than the experience points obtained from killing master masters from the lower realm!

As the only one who didn't get hit by the sword, perhaps Gui Zeming should feel lucky. kuuhuu

But on Gui Zeming's face, there was no trace of rejoicing for the rest of his life. On the contrary, his eyes were full of fear.

After all, for him, the current situation is more uncomfortable than killing him!He also knew that the only reason why he survived now was because he was about to be tortured by Chu Heng.

Unfortunately, even knowing this, Gui Zeming still has no thoughts of suicide.

It is better to live than to die, this may be the biggest thought of these people.

"I, I was wrong, I shouldn't be greedy for your elixir! This, this is the silver taels I got from selling the elixir! Please, let me go¨`!"

Gui Zeming knelt on the ground trembling, not daring to look into Chu Heng's eyes, took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, held them up, and said in a trembling voice.

Chu Heng looked at the bank notes and shook his head: "Return my elixir, you can die happily! Otherwise, you will regret coming to this world."

Hearing Chu Heng's words, a flash of determination flashed in Gui Zeming's eyes, but he never thought that he would not be able to escape the fate of death.

Thinking of this, he put the silver bill in his arms, looked up at Chu Heng, and pretended to be a tough guy.

"You like to use poison, so you should at least have a better understanding of poison! I have poisons such as Inch Biting Heart, Inch Time, Blood Sea Phantom Eye, Qiqiao Huagusan... but I don't know that you can bear it. What kind of poison?"

Hearing the names of these poisons that Chu Heng said, even the limp Chen Yuanyuan couldn't help shivering, let alone the cowardly Gui Zeming?

He raised his head, looked at Chu Heng, and then begged with a mournful face: "Then, I have sold the elixir to the mayor of this town! How, how can I get it back!?"

"You Qianfantang disciples only have this ability?"

Chu Heng looked at Gui Zeming's unbearable appearance and asked contemptuously.

Hearing Chu Heng's words, Gui Zeming lowered his head in shame. A person like him would naturally not have any loyalty to his sect.

He would not pay attention to Chu Heng's mockery of Qian Fantang.

Now all he cares about is whether his own life can be preserved.

".Young man, the villain can take the hero to the mayor's house to ask for the elixir! But whether you can get it back is not up to the villain!"

Suddenly, Gui Zeming thought of the powerful guards in the mayor's house, and came up with an escape method!

Chu Heng didn't seem to see Gui Zeming's careful thinking, so he nodded his head in agreement.

But before leaving, he couldn't let Chen Yuanyuan die!

This person is of great use.

At least, in this arena, Chu Heng can stand on the commanding heights of morality!

Even for this reason, Chu Heng couldn't let himself die.

(Nuo Nuo Zhao)

"This is Wanduxiao! Although it has little effect on second-order poisons, it can also be used as a life-saving agent! As for the antidote to the poison, you can find it yourself from these people!"