Boom.

The whole man flew backwards and landed heavily on the ground.

Zhang Dong, who also wanted to stand up, turned inside his body and spat a mouthful of blood to the ground with a whoop of his mouth.

"Zhang Dong."

Seeing this scene, nalanxiung walked quickly to the scene: "how do you feel?"

"The chest is very stuffy, as if something is flowing in the body."

Covering his aching heart, Zhang Dong gasped heavily: "a little, a little bit can't breathe."

"Ha ha, I can't breathe. It's just the feeling now. You'll bleed after a while."

Yang Yang's right hand, black horse sneered: "in my poison sand palm, you can't boil three minutes."

Poisonous sand palm?

Black horse's words startled nalanxiang, and then looked at Zhang Dong. He quickly tore off Zhang Dong's clothes.

In Zhang Dong's heart, there is a black palm print.

Constantly exposed to a faint black fluorescence, more important black traces in the continuous spread.

"Poison sand palm, if this is really poison sand palm, it will be a big deal."

Looking at the black traces that spread continuously, nalanxiang swallowed his saliva, and his eyes were full of regret.

Just now, he shouldn't have let Zhang Dong do it.

He knows this poison sand palm, which is a deep and terrifying move in martial arts.

It was originally a decent martial art, but later it was used by evil sects to harm people.

Anger returned to anger, but nalanxiung did not know what to do.

It's said that you will die unless you can detoxify it in a short time.

Now, even if Zhang Dong is sent to the hospital, he can't make it.

Do you really want to watch Zhang Dong die?

"Old group leader, even if I die, it won't be in the way."

Feel the body more and more heavy, Zhang Dong quickly said: "as long as you help me to avenge and kill the black horse, I even fear death also close my eyes."

"Black horse, you get the antidote quickly."

Seeing Zhang Dong's face getting paler and whiter, nalanxiang angrily scolded: "as long as you take the antidote, our secret service team can just forget about this evening."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Amused by nalanxiang's words, black horse laughed wildly: "third, did you hear that? How shameless is the spy group?"

"Second brother, they are trying to kill themselves."

With the same crazy laugh, snake three sneered: "old guy, even if your secret service team thinks about the matter tonight, none of you can run away."

"You'll have to wait for death if you're hit by my poison sand palm."

Looking down at Zhang Dong, who was dying, the black horse tut said, "but it's not impossible for me to give you the antidote. If you break your muscles and veins, I can give you the antidote."

"Black horse, don't be too deceiving."

Clenching his fist angrily, nalanxiang cursed: "if Zhang Dong has an accident, I will not let you go of Qingtang."

"With your little shrimps?"

"It's just a dream," the black horse sneered

"Brother Nalan, this is not poison palm."

Seeing Zhang Dong's internal condition through his divine consciousness, Lin Fan said, "it's just a toxin. It's a little powerful. That's all."

"Brother Lin, can this be cured?"

Suddenly thought of Lin Fan's means, the last Nanyang witch died in his hands.

The whole body of the Nanyang witch is full of poison. Are you still killed by Lin fan?

"It's just a little poison. Just get rid of it."

Walking to Zhang Dong, Lin Fan reached out to the black palm print and pressed: "soon, it's only a few seconds."