Chapter 442

Name:Juvenile Medical God Author:Zhu Mo
Wu yingmeng is confused, but poisoning is a fact. As a strong person in the realm of enlightenment, he has a strong internal strength and a bad body. Naturally, he felt it for the first time, but he didn't know that he was poisoned by poisonous insects.

But Wu yingmeng is a * * lake. At this critical moment, he first protected his heart with internal strength, so that he would not attack his heart with poison gas. Then he made a quick decision. He threw up his palm with internal strength, and the machete in his palm flew out immediately, like a full moon cutting Qin Lang's chest -

even if he was poisoned, Wu yingmeng would kill Qin Lang!

"My grass!"

Qin Lang saw that Wu yingmeng didn't escape or immediately drive away poison. Instead, he was desperate to kill him. He immediately called for miscalculation.

Everyone is afraid of death. The same is true for martial artists. The higher the level, the more they cherish their lives. Qin Lang thought that after Wu yingmeng was poisoned, he would first choose to suppress the toxin in his body, detoxify, or withdraw, and then he would choose to continue the operation after he was sure that there would be no problem. Who knows, this old man doesn't play cards according to common sense. Even if he is fighting for poison, he will kill Qin Lang.

The two men are no more than five steps apart, and the machete carries Wu yingmeng's inner strength. It's not only extremely fast, but also extremely fast. If Qin Lang is beheaded, it's probably a situation of heartbreak immediately.

However, how can Qin Lang dodge the full blow of a powerful person in the realm of communication?

Qin Lang didn't have enough time to dodge at all. At this time, the only thing he could do was to dodge a little, so as not to be cut off by Wu yingmeng's knife. At the same time, Qin Lang secretly prayed that the old poison could appear in time to crack Wu yingmeng's inevitable move.

At this time, Qin Lang is really poor in skills. Facing Wu yingmeng, who is a powerful person who can understand the metaphysical realm, Qin Lang can do this very well. However, the gap in Kung Fu realm is not easy to make up, especially in the near battle. Although Qin Lang has many means, he has no time to develop at this time.

Hum! ~

the sound of the air breaking of the machete is like a beep, and it swivels into Qin Lang's body at a high speed. At the most critical time, Qin Lang only has time to move his body a little bit to avoid the heart part, but the bloody machete finally kills his body, just like the rotating flywheel, and takes a bloody rain!

Wu yingmeng's powerful internal force is carried on the machete. Qin Lang feels that the machete can easily penetrate his right chest, even the bone can't resist it!

But strangely, when the machete was cut into Qin Lang's body more than an inch deep, it suddenly stopped. It seemed to be blocked by something. I couldn't dream any more!

Qin Lang looked at the machete embedded in his chest incredulously. He thought it had broken his body and caused him heavy damage. It might even kill him. Who knows that the deadly knife stopped.

This Sabre is blocked by one thing - this is a string of Buddha beads from the Dragon demon monk. Because Qin Lang didn't know where to put this thing, he hung it on his neck at will. Unexpectedly, he saved him at a critical moment. Wu yingmeng's machete is cut on a Buddha bead, and then it is stuck between two Buddha beads. It is like a fish trapped in a net, and it can't move forward any more.

"Boy, I can't believe you have such good luck!"

Wu yingmeng saw that Qin Lang had not been killed by this knife, and scolded him, "but you still want to die! Because it's on my knife, but it's very poisonous! Even if it is a cow, it will be poisoned and killed in one minute! "

"Old man, I don't think you need to worry about me, because I'm sure I won't die of poisoning in a minute. You should worry about yourself." Qin Lang sneered and pulled the machete out of his body with pain. "Because of your poison, you can't get rid of it yourself!"

Wu yingmeng didn't know that he was poisoned. If he wasn't poisoned, he would have killed Qin Lang himself. He didn't need to fly this machete out. At this time, Wu yingmeng is trying his best to suppress the toxin inside his body. As long as he temporarily suppresses the toxin attack, he will kill Qin Lang immediately!

But Qin Lang's heart nest ant bug is so easy to suppress, so Qin Lang just sneers back and relies on a tree to smear his wound to stop bleeding.

Although Qin Lang doesn't care about the poison on Wu yingmeng's knife, if he continues to bleed, he will surely die!

Qin Lang stops bleeding and Wu yingmeng suppresses the toxin. At this time, they are 20 steps away from each other, but they do not make any moves.

Suddenly, Wu Ying moved! He strided towards Qin Lang!

"Has the old thing suppressed the poison of heart nest?" Qin Lang's heart was shocked. If the other side had suppressed the poison, it would be Qin Lang. With Qin Lang's Kung Fu, it's even worse than touching a stone with an egg.

Wu yingmeng is approaching again.

Qin Lang can only stand up with pain, and is ready to let the blood Mantis Fight. But he must wait until Wu yingmeng gets close to release the blood mantis, or it will be useless.

Fifteen steps The ten step...

The distance between the two men is getting closer again.

Qin Lang seems to have felt the breath of death, at this time his heart rate suddenly accelerated.

Five steps!

Poof! ~

just when the distance between the two sides is five steps, Wu yingmeng's mouth and nose suddenly spew a blood!

"Good! It turns out that the old guy still can't suppress the poison! " Qin Lang felt relieved when he saw Wu yingmeng's blood gushing. Sure enough, after the old thing spurted blood, he could not even kill Qin Lang, but walked away.

Of course, Qin Lang knows why Wu yingmeng wants to withdraw, because when the heart nest poisonous insect begins to attack, the pain is unbearable. This old man must find a place to expel the poison immediately.

"Finally, I'm gone..."

Qin Lang breathed out a long breath. It's terrible to fight with the powerful people in the realm of Xuantong. If it wasn't for the heart nest poison, Qin Lang would have finished today.

The power gap caused by the realm is not so easy to make up.

However, Qin Lang knows that Wu yingmeng is doomed. If he is a common poison, he may be able to be saved by virtue of his internal strength cultivation and antidote. However, there are very few people who can remove the poison. Wu yingmeng thought that he could find a quiet place to detoxify. It was naive.

But Qin Lang didn't want to stay here for a long time, not for a moment.

At the foot of the mountain, there were sporadic gunshots and explosions. Qin Lang knew that it was a fight between monk Jianxiang and the rest of the Ye family.

Qin Lang is not worried about seeing the elephant monk, because the old monk is already a poisonous man. His vitality is as tenacious as those poisonous insects. It can be described as the death of a hundred foot insects without rigidity. It is not so easy to kill them completely.