Supreme Medicinal God

not good!

Just as Ye Feng was about to turn around to support the bearded drunkard, a sudden sense of crisis appeared in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, a feeling of being resisted by a sharp weapon came from his back.

Looking back again, he saw what drunkenness there was on the beard's face, but instead looked at him with a murderous expression on his face.

Longyan's people are really fast enough, how long has it been, they have already stared at themselves.

Looking at his beard, Ye Feng immediately judged the identity of the other party.

"Where is the crystal ball? Hand it over and spare you!"

As expected, the beard turned the dagger forward and back, and asked Ye Feng coldly.

What Long Yan was looking for was actually the crystal ball!

Ye Feng heard the words, could not help but widened his eyes.

He thought that the kidnapping and killing organizations like Long Yan should be looking for something important and important; but he didn't expect that what Long Yan wanted would be an inconspicuous crystal ball.

"What if I don't pay?" Ye Feng asked, staring at the beard with a laugh.

"Trust me, if you don't pay, you will regret it!"

With a grinning beard, the strength in his hand increased a little bit. The sharp tip of the dagger punctured the clothes and pierced the surface of Ye Feng's skin. He wanted to use pain to force Ye Feng to tell the truth.

But the next second, the smile on the beard's face suddenly froze, and he looked down at the dagger with unbelievable heads.

When the dagger touched Ye Feng's skin, he felt that the dagger did not seem to be a piece of meat, but like a steel plate, and he could not even pierce it.

"Master's skin is a bit rough, your rubber knife may not work."

Ye Feng grinned, looking at the beard in a playful manner and continued.

Just feeling the beard against his back with a dagger, he poured all the mana into his back.

With the blessing of a lot of mana, his back has become as hard as metal at the moment. Even the weapon made by the cold iron for thousands of years can only be stabbed, not deep, let alone a cast iron. Dagger too.

"you wanna die!"

The beard groaned coldly, and the strength in his hand increased again, and he wanted to push the dagger hard.

It is weird that no matter how hard he exerts force, even if it is because of the exertion of breastfeeding, the forehead has a cold sweat, but the dagger is still on the surface of Ye Feng's skin.

Click!

What is even more evil is that when he pounced on his greatest strength, the tip of the dagger broke into two pieces in response.

His grandma, is this kid a human, or a monster that his mother is iron!

The bearded man looked at the dagger with his hands broken in horror, his eyes almost glaring out of his eyes.

Before shooting to Ye Feng, he originally thought that the other party was just a little doctor and should be easily won.

But who wants to think that this product has turned into a weird place?

"Since you can't hurt me, I should shoot."

After a playful smile on the cheeked beard, Ye Feng stretched out his hand like lightning and grabbed it towards the shoulder of the beard.

Even the capital of the dagger couldn't stab Ye Feng, how could the beard still dare to fight, the pupil shrinks and he has to escape.

But Ye Feng had expected that this product would have such a movement, how could he make him wish, after sneering, kicking his foot towards the ankle of the bearded beard, after a crisp sound, the bearded beard stopped.

boom!

Immediately following, Ye Feng's other foot kicked unkindly on his chest, one foot fell, his beard flew like a broken kite, and hit the urinal heavily before he fell to the ground and bored Hum, spit out blood.

However, since he is a person in Longyan's inner circle, it is naturally not so simple to wear a beard. After landing, he forced the pain and flicked his hand. The dagger roared and flew towards Ye Feng's head.

This hand is extremely fast, and it is really difficult for ordinary people to dodge.

It is a pity that what he met was not ordinary people, but Ye Feng.

This kind of three-legged cat kung fu, not to mention that he has reached the peak of Dongxuan, even if he has not yet practiced the medical god heart sutra, he can't see it.

Ye Feng squeezed the dagger in the palm of his hand.

Papa!

After holding the dagger and patting it twice in the palm, Ye Feng looked at the beard with a smile and said, "Don't you have Longyan?"

"You...how do you know?" Luobei's face changed, and then he realized that Afa had revealed the truth, and sneered: "Since you know who we are, then I advise you not to play with fire, be obedient. Don’t cause yourself trouble if something happens!"

"Cut, just your group of rubbish, also deserves to make me cause trouble? Don't say it is you, even if the eight wars will come together, I will let you go without a return!" Ye Feng pouted and smiled, "I also advise You just want to live and tell where Thor is honest, don't let the master do it yourself."

Although these words are suspected of bragging, Ye Feng didn't take it seriously. Anyway, bragging is not illegal this year.

The beard gave Ye Feng a deep look, his face immediately showed a decisive color, a bite of his teeth, a black blood flowing down the corner of his mouth, and a faint smell of almonds filled the air.

Cyanide!

This product actually committed suicide by taking poison!

Smelling this taste, Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and it was a little unexpected.

Although he knew that the members of the inner circle of Longyan must be strictly disciplined, but he did not expect that the mission was so harsh that he chose to crush his fangs and commit suicide to keep secrets from being discovered.

It seems that Xu Qing was right before, this dragon inflammation is indeed worthy of careful treatment.

Because this organization has been so cruel to its own people, it must be more cruel to treat outsiders!

"Looking for death in front of the young man, do you think my name as a magician is in vain?!"

However, despite the horror of the terrified heart and the strictness of the Longyan organization's discipline, Ye Feng couldn't see any fear on his face, but instead showed a sarcastic smile.

Although cyanide is very toxic, it is not that there is no cure after taking it, especially for a magician like Ye Feng.

Immediately afterwards, he moved his hand and quickly tapped a few times in front of his chest with a beard, sealing his heart and lungs, preventing the spread of toxicity to the heart and lungs, and rubbing his hands against his stomach again, then quickly backed away .

Wow!

Ye Feng's feet had just moved away, his mouth with a beard was like turning on a tap, and all the filth from the esophagus and stomach spurted out.

"What did you do?!"

The venom under the suit spewed out, his beard was pale, and his eyes showed fear.

Survival is difficult, and it is easy to find death. This is the accepted principle of the world, but what he did not expect is that in front of Ye Feng, this matter seems to be reversed. Even if it is difficult to survive, it is even harder to survive than to survive!

(End of this chapter)