Chapter 17

Name:Medicinal Immortal Author:Feng Jiong
When the middle-aged man holding the man in royal clothes saw that the little monk could fight with the tall and thin man, he could not help but look surprised. They all knew that the little monk was not a man of practice, but his movements and body methods were obviously different from those he had never practiced.

"Bang!"

The two fists hit each other. The tall and thin man's footwall remained stable, while downing was shaken back one meter. Her lips were slightly purplish, which was obviously a sign of poisoning. A thin layer of sweat oozed from her forehead, but she was still holding her teeth.

She is waiting, waiting for the drug effect to play, only when the drug effect plays, can she have a ray of vitality!

Advanced martial arts!

The tall and thin man stares at the young monk's eyes with a layer of bright light, and there is a trace of greed across his eyes. The little monk didn't cultivate himself. He only had body skills and martial arts skills. From the martial arts skills of fighting with him, he was definitely advanced martial arts skills!

If he can get this advanced martial art, then

Thinking of this, his eyes fell on the little monk's waist, where there was obviously something hidden!

As soon as he stepped forward and lifted his breath, he suddenly noticed something was wrong. It was as if the spirit breath in his body was passing away. He was so surprised that he stayed in the same place on the spot.

But in such a moment, Downing watched the punctual machine jump forward, and at the same time pulled out the poisoned sleeve arrow which was inserted in her arm, and thrust it into the blood vessel of the tall and thin man's neck.

"Hiss!"

A shrill scream suddenly rang out. The tall and thin man who was shocked by the loss of spiritual breath in his body glared at the front with a pair of wide eyes, and his whole body was frozen there.

He didn't expect that the monk, who was on the fifth floor of Qi refining, would catch the way of the little monk

"You, you..."

The middle-aged man supporting the man in royal clothes was shocked to see that scene. Even he had no time to rescue him. He saw the tall and thin man fall down.

Even the brocade man opened his eyes in amazement at this time. He couldn't believe that a friar on the fifth floor of Qi refining was killed like this.

However, Downing ignored the two, but the first time from the tall and thin man found the antidote, quickly took it.

The man in royal clothes regained his mind and pushed the middle-aged man around him forward. He roared angrily, "kill him!"

After downing took the antidote, he picked up the dagger on one side, and his murderous eyes fell on the two men. From the beginning, she didn't intend to keep them alive!

Fortunately, the medicine she bought earlier in the Baicao building was mixed with some powder in case of emergency. Otherwise, it would be planted here today.

However, the high and thin man is due to luck to lead to the rapid onset of the drug effect, the middle-aged man has been watching, no luck, want to come for a half time, the efficacy has not been fully played.

She held the dagger and bit her teeth. There is no spiritual power to protect the body, and the body has been hit again. Now all the viscera are painful, not to mention the weakness caused by the poison on the sleeve arrow.

Even if you take the antidote, you can't do it if you want to fight for a long time. At present, you can only make a quick decision!

Her eyes across a firm, holding the dagger in her hand, toward the two men.

"Kill him! Kill him for me Seeing the little monk holding a dagger coming towards him, the man in royal clothes could not help but support the wall and retreated. There was a trace of panic on his face.

The middle-aged man strides forward and blocks the way of the little monk. With one hand in claw shape, he grabs the little monk's throat fiercely.