Chapter 1130

"Master, at present, the source is turbulent. The two martial arts are aimed at the disciples everywhere. The disciples want to ask the master to go out and sit down." all the Arhats said in unison.

The Arhats petitioned collectively, but the Tathagata did not change at all. After a long time, a gold foil glittering with milky white Buddha light fell from the sky and flashed away in front of the Arhats.

"I will abide by the law..."

No one knows what the monks are going to do except the seventeen Arhats. But five old Xuanwu, this Kung Fu is terrified by the poison pill!

Xuanwu is famous for its defense, but the poison of tianpoison monsters can corrode even gods and souls. The defense that Xuanwu people are proud of is useless in front of them, that is, it can delay more time than others.

With the explosive pill exploding into a piece of poisonous smoke, several old Xuanwu who wanted to teach Huoer a lesson, as well as a hundred small Xuanwu who didn't have time to escape, were immediately covered by a green poisonous fog. Among them, the small Xuanwu also wanted to use the body protecting Qi to resist the poisonous gas. As a result, as soon as the body protecting Qi was opened, the poisonous gas went directly into the spirit of the small Xuanwu along with the weak soul power inside. After a burst of scream, Foaming all over his mouth, he fell to the ground in a coma.

Relying on their high cultivation, the old Xuanwu tried hard to resist the erosion of poison smoke. They wanted to fly out of the poison fog and catch Huoer for an antidote. But when they flew, the poison smoke also flew with them. When Huoer returned to the front of the disciples of Wuzhuang temple, those poison fog turned into poison and stained on the old Xuanwu.

"Brother, give my brother some saliva!" one old Xuanwu stared at the fire and said to another old Xuanwu gnashing his teeth.

It's human nature to want to wash your body with water. But the Xuanwu water is not ordinary water. There is soul power in it! The old Xuanwu, who was called the eldest brother, sprayed water on the old brother and was hurt by the poison upstream. He washed the venom for the other brothers and directly fell on his back with white foam at his mouth.

When several old basaltic warriors gnashed their teeth to dispel the residual poison in their body and stared at Huoer, they saw a group of disciples of Wuzhuang temple, with a bottle of explosive pill in their hands, staring at themselves tremblingly... "The master's life is fire, so he was bound by water, so he deliberately made this wood attribute poison. What happened when fire phoenix and poison Phoenix joined hands." Huoer held his arm, Squinting at a group of Xuanwu, he explained proudly.

"Little girl! We Xuanwu people have no resentment with you for a long time. Recently, we have no resentment. Just now, the children are naughty and in the way. Why do you do this?"

"Yo! What's the matter? I thought it was the old turtle's grandpa. He wanted to talk back and let us go by your hand! That's really embarrassing!"

Few people know who the old turtle is. As for his grandfather, no one knows. So when Huoer finished, a group of Xuanwu not only didn't calm down, but a group of small Xuanwu showed their noumenon, condensed Zhenyuan and prepared to launch a long-range attack.

"My aunt and grandma are never afraid of fighting. But let's talk about a few things first. You won't accept the loss. First, my master came at the invitation of Xuanwu's ancestor. Second, your city master promised to take care of our business. Third, we have only antidotes for your poison. Fourth, if anyone dares to fight us again today, my aunt can't beat you We will certainly destroy the antidote! "

The weapon spirit can't lie. Huoer also threatened with an antidote. A group of Xuanwu in the opposite side were foolish at that time. After more than half an hour of confrontation, Ye Feng appeared in front of the crowd with grass.

"If the poison is not removed quickly, it will corrode the vitality and cultivation. When the time comes, it will turn into a pool of pus..." Ye Feng shook his head with regret.

"Who are you? Why do you know this!" roared an old Xuanwu.

"I'm Xiaye Feng, the shopkeeper of Qingfeng firm. These poisons were made by my sister." Ye Feng said a salute with a respectful expression, which didn't seem to threaten each other at all.

"Are you really Ye Feng?" the oldest Xuanwu Tieqing asked with a face.

"Exactly."

"Grandpa really allows you to do business here!"

"Indeed, an elder said, but I don't know whether he is the ancestor of Xuanwu." Ye Feng recalled Huoer. "One slap doesn't make a sound. Although you started today, the fire has gone too far. If you want to buy antidotes, it's half price."

"What are you talking about!" old Xuanwu shouted, and the surrounding Xuanwu people immediately came forward and surrounded Ye Feng.

"Why? You don't have money to buy it at half price? Then you can exchange things, such as refining materials, gold, silver and jewelry, natural materials and earth treasures, magic skills and artifacts, colorful coral and so on." Ye Feng said with a bad smile.

"Ye Feng! Hand over the antidote immediately, or we will not let you go even if you deceived the old ancestor!"

"Grandpa hasn't appeared for tens of thousands of years! He must be lying!"

"His weapon spirit is an evil spirit. What he said is all deception! Let's go together, get the antidote first, and then drive them out!"

"He didn't throw the poison far away. Everyone turned and beat them with a long-range!"

Ye Feng was angry and funny when he listened to a group of Xuanwu shouting. I was angry that I was summoned by someone. It's funny that the Xuanwu clan, one of the four holy beasts, is also a group... "Ling'er, don't kill people later. There are many ordinary people behind. Be careful."

Ye Feng dropped his words and Ye Ling appeared here. As soon as the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple saw her, they didn't care to maintain the formation and protect the magic weapon of flying. They hid next to Ye Feng and peeped at the movement on the battlefield.

"Obviously, people have promised us to open a shop, but now it's like this. Are you very curious?"

While talking, a group of small basaltic warriors in the front row were put down by Ye Ling. Several old basaltic warriors have changed back to their own bodies and launched a long-range attack on Ye Ling.

"Shopkeeper! What's going on! Didn't their island owner say it before! Why do they have to target us!"

"Shopkeeper, why don't you tell them again? Maybe it's a misunderstanding!"

"They didn't misunderstand, did you misunderstand?" Ye Feng reached out and picked up a bottle of Baihua wine, opened the lid and drank. "Who told you that the old turtle's grandfather was the Xuanwu ancestor? Did the city Lord admit it?"

"If it weren't for the Xuanwu ancestor himself, who could it be?" Chang Sheng shouted.

"Well, that's reasonable. Let me ask you, you said he was the ancestor of Xuanwu. What about the keepsake? And the island Master, did you see that others called him the island Master, or did he give you the keepsake?"

"What he said when you sold him the magic weapon of flying..."

"What did he say?"

What the island owner said most was the word "good". In addition, his identity as the island owner was also said by himself. The rest was his father who hadn't seen each other for many years... "I said how many times you think about things. People have exposed so many flaws, how can you see it?" Ye Feng asked bitterly.

"It's said that the Xuanwu clan won't cheat..." Chang Sheng whispered.