Red Umbrella Woman: "The Shangyang family is at war with a certain big monster and there is no time to take care of it. Even if they learn that Cangtong Town has been slaughtered clean, they may not be able to do so."

Old Fan Luemo, "It seems that this opportunity is rare in a lifetime, and you have considered it very well. If that's the case, let's do it. Three coaches, who start to kill?"

Red Umbrella Woman: "Zheng Mao is old and the weakest. Wang Xiaolin is strong in his youth, second only to Lu Qingyu in strength. No matter who we choose to kill first, once we do it, we will inevitably make a lot of noise and will surely disturb the other two. You must fight quickly, kill one of them as quickly as possible, then two against two, and then kill the other two coaches."

Lao Fan: "If you want a quick fight, start with the weakest."

The woman with the red umbrella: "No, kill Wang Xiaolin first."

Old Fan: "Why?"

The woman with the red umbrella: "Wang Xiaolin is the best. If we kill the other two first, Wang Xiaolin may arrive quickly and disrupt our plan."

Lao Fan: "Well, it's a smart choice, but you have overlooked one thing. If we kill Wang Xiaolin first, and then fight against Lu Qingyu and Zheng Mao, once they find out that they have lost to us, they will inevitably run away and look for help. , What the result will be, no one can predict."

The woman with the red umbrella was silent.

Obviously, she had not considered the possibility of someone fleeing.

After all, the three coaches belonged to the Shangyang family, whoever escaped before the battle, the Shangyang family would kill them.

It stands to reason that all three coaches should fight to the end.

However, people are life-saving, and no one can guarantee that the three coaches will not escape when they die.

The woman with the red umbrella sighed faintly: "Do you have a way?"

Old Fan frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly asked, "Have you ever heard of'Xuanming Poison'?"

The red umbrella woman's face changed slightly: "Xuanming Toxin, known as the No. 1 evil poison in the world, is notorious and makes warriors frightened. Who doesn't know?"

Old Fan Liemo said quietly, "I have a nether poison in my hand."

The red umbrella woman's eyes flashed, turned her head to look at Lao Fan, and said in amazement, "Do you want to use this Nether Poison?"

Lao Fan: "This is the only way to guarantee our victory."

The red umbrella woman took a deep breath: "You have figured it out clearly. The cost of using Nether Poison is extremely high. Lifespan is at least halved, and the more you use, the greater the damage. Based on your physical condition, after using Nether Poison, , May not live for a few years."

Lao Fan looked up and saw the last afterglow of the setting sun disappearing on the horizon. His eyes were dense and his expression calmly said: "I know better than anyone how powerful Nether Poison is."

The red umbrella woman trembled and whispered: "Yes, I almost forgot, you used Nether Poison once."

Old Fan got up and walked to the backyard.

The woman with the red umbrella followed.

This backyard is quite large, with many coffins in disorder, and a big tree planted at the foot of the wall.

There is a huge coffin under the shade of the tree, which is more than five meters in length.

Old Fan pushed open the lid of the coffin.

The woman with the red umbrella stretched her head and looked, her eyes trembled.

I saw a rotting corpse lying in the coffin, covered with maggots, and it smelled like a stench.

On the chest of the corpse, a pale white flower grew with scarlet stamens.

At first glance, it looked like a **** eye.

"This is the'Nether Flower'?"

The red umbrella woman's eyes flashed, and she took a deep breath.

Lao Fan nodded: "Yes. The Nether Flower grows on the corpse, it likes the Yin but not the Sun, and cannot see the sun. As long as I eat this Nether Flower, refine it, and blend the essence of the Nether Flower into my blood. , Then, when I attack the enemy, display my strength, and then the different blood will be released. When the different blood blended into the Nether Flower Essence touches the air, it will become a terrifying'Nether Poison'.

It's just that the process of refining the Nether Flower will seriously damage my body and damage my lifespan. "

The red umbrella woman suddenly said, "In other words, Nether Poison is essentially a blood poison, right?"

"The nether flower itself is non-toxic. Those who eat it will have nothing to do as long as they don’t refining it. Only after refining it and bleeding out, the blood will form nether poison when it comes into contact with the air. Of course, you It can also be simply understood as blood poisoning."

Lao Fan said slowly, "The warrior has a **** body that covers every corner of the body. Unless you can break the defense, you won't be able to hurt the warrior.

But Netherworld Poison is weird and unpredictable, it can penetrate directly into the blood strength and invade the martial artist's body, and it is impossible to defend.

Once a warrior is invaded by Nether Poison, his blood power will not run smoothly as if frozen, his combat power will be greatly reduced and he can only be slaughtered. "

The red umbrella woman frowned and said: "You have used Nether Poison once, this time, let me do it."

Lao Fan shook his head: "You are a monster, not a human being. There are various blood in your body. Some of the anti-toxic blood may restrain the ghost poison and affect its effect."

The woman with the red umbrella fell silent and sighed lowly: "Yes, I am a monster, I..."

After what was said, Old Fan suddenly interrupted: "When will you start?"

The woman with the red umbrella groaned slightly: "Wait when it gets foggy."

...

Dian Wei came to Zheng Mansion.

He has already practiced the Five Axe Techniques, and wants to find Old Man Zheng to learn another martial skill.

However, he found that old man Zheng had dark circles under his eyes and was lethargic, as if he hadn't slept for days and nights.

Dian Wei said in surprise: "Old Zheng, what's wrong with you?"

Old man Zheng raised his head, "Xiao Wei, Old Qin has been away for a few days, why hasn't he come back?"

Dianwei couldn't laugh or cry suddenly, dare to feel that the old man was anxious, and smiled: "It's been less than ten days after leaving."

Old man Zheng stared: "It's only ten days? How do I feel like he has been away for two or three months."

Dianwei comforted: "Mr. Qin is a big man, the son-in-law of the Shangyang family, he will definitely be able to handle this, so please feel at ease."

Old man Zheng was silent, shook his head and said, "It's hard to say, Old Qin's situation is a bit special."

Dian Wei raised an eyebrow: "What's special?"

Old man Zheng: "Did Old Qin tell you how his two arms were broken?"

Dian Wei: "I never asked, nor did he say it."

Old man Zheng: "That's it. When Lao Qin was young, he was a high-spirited man with infinite talent. He was fascinated by how many young girls, cough cough, like me."

Dian Wei did not speak.

Old man Zheng: "Later Qin met Shangyang Yin. He was a great beauty and talented. The two fell in love at first sight. It was good. However, Lao Qin's family was not very good, it was just a middle-class family. How could he be embarrassed to marry Shangyang? The young lady of the aristocratic family ended up in her family. His family also soared to the sky, and approached the Shangyang family, and followed them to the fragrant and spicy food."

Dian Wei: "This is a good thing."

Old man Zheng: "Oh, you only see the good side. The competition between the children of the Shangyang family is very cruel. After Lao Qin and Shang Yang Yin got married, he did his best to help her, and Shang Yang Yin went through all the way. The Shangyang family stood out and was qualified to compete for a huge opportunity.

As a result, Shangyang Zhan, another son of the Shangyang family, also wanted to seize the opportunity. In order to squeeze Shangyangyin down, he used all means to weaken Shangyangyin’s power. Old Qin took the brunt, was murdered, and his arms were cut off. The Qin clan People also died seven or eighty-eight. "