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Zhang Yang didn't intend to rely on the white-bearded old man anymore. There is a saying that the mountains will fall, and everyone will run away. The only one who can be relied on is himself!
So Zhang Yang planned to rely on himself for the final blow. The Ice Soul Silver Needle was running, and Zhang Yang's body was bursting with coldness. Originally, Zhang Yang didn't plan to use the Ice Soul Silver Needle, but now he can no longer use it.

After all, the Ice Soul Silver Needle is Zhang Yang's skill to press the bottom of the box. Under normal circumstances, Zhang Yang would not take it out easily. If it was not for escape, Zhang Yang might not even make an appearance.

The second stage of the Bingpo Silver Needle is the difficulty. Zhang Yang has already mastered the difficulty. With a wave of Zhang Yang's hand, the three silver needles in his hand went straight to the old man's eyebrows!

The speed of the silver needle was very fast, and the silver needle had arrived in front of the old man in less than one breath. If it was an ordinary person, he might be hit by Zhang Yang's silver needle directly, but the old man is not an ordinary person.

All aspects of the body's functions are much stronger than ordinary people. When the silver needle was about to reach the center of his eyebrows, the old man moved.

Still the same as the previous two times, he directly used his strength to defuse Zhang Yang's Bingpo Silver Needle. In the eyes of the old man, Zhang Yang's Bingpo Silver Needle was as slow as a turtle.

The power is definitely not that great, because no matter in terms of momentum or other aspects, the Bingpo Silver Needle can't compare with Zhang Yang's previous two attacks.

Of course, this is just the old man's own unilateral thoughts and guesses, so since the appearance of the Bing Po Silver Needle, the old man has already secured his victory.

He casually raised his hand to catch the three silver needles flying towards him, just when the silver needles touched the palm of the old man.

Like water, the silver needle directly penetrated into the old man's palm, which made the old man stunned for a moment, his expression was in a daze, what happened just now, what happened?
The old man hasn't realized what's going on until now, because everything happened so suddenly, and these are things the old man has never seen before, so he is very confused!
Just now the old man raised his hand to dissolve Zhang Yang's Ice Soul Silver Needle, but Zhang Yang's Ice Soul Silver Needle, like a living thing, unexpectedly got into Zhang Yang's palm on his own initiative.

The old man tightened his palm and found nothing unusual, but for some reason the old man always felt weird and couldn't tell.

"Boy, you lost." The old man looked at Zhang Yang and smiled faintly, the disdain in his expression was visible to the naked eye!

"Really, that's not necessarily true." Zhang Yang smiled confidently and said to the old man.

"Why, you agreed to three moves to determine the outcome, don't you still want to go back on your word?" The sneer on the corner of the old man's mouth was almost overflowing.

"Back to what you promised, how is it possible." Zhang Yang smiled slightly.

The old man was stunned for a moment, what does Zhang Yang mean by this? He has already finished the three moves, but he didn't move a half step, so how can he say that he didn't lose?

Soon, the old man felt that his hands were losing feeling, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as numb.

"My hands..." The old man was a little at a loss, he didn't know what was going on, and suddenly he couldn't move his hands.

Not only that, but the old man gradually found that not only his hands were numb, but his feet were also numb, and this numbness was even spreading to his whole body.

This made the old man realize that the situation was not good, and immediately exerted all his strength to resist the numbness. During the process of resisting, the old man's lips had turned black and his whole body was trembling.

Looking at the old man's appearance, Long Aotian looked confused, and looked at Zhang Yang suspiciously, only to see Zhang Yang smiling.

That's right, the old man fell for Zhang Yang's Ice Soul Silver Needle, because the Ice Soul Silver Needle is changeable, weird, and even deadly.

Of course, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that the ice soul silver needle is too inconspicuous, it makes people think it is very ordinary at first glance, this kind of delusion is too important.

So much so that the old man underestimated the enemy, otherwise relying on the strength of the old man, Zhang Yang would not be able to beat the old man.

But now it's better, Zhang Yang's three ice soul silver needles have all penetrated into the old man's body, although Zhang Yang's ice soul silver needles have only been cultivated to the second level, it is difficult to say, but they are still very powerful in all aspects.

Upstairs it can save people from water and fire, and downwards it can poison people. In a word, anyone who has been hit by Zhang Yang's Ice Soul Silver Needle will not be able to get rid of the toxins in his body for an hour.

Take the old man in front of him as an example, without a stick of incense, it is impossible to dissolve the toxin of Zhang Yang's Bingpo Silver Needle.

So the current Zhang Yang can be said to be safe for the time being.

"Senior, you lost." Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man, because the old man just moved in the process of resisting the ice soul silver needle. According to the game agreement, as long as the old man moved half a step, he would lose, so according to the agreement, Zhang Yang Already won.

I saw that the old man was still closing his eyes to resist the toxin of Bingpo Silver Needle, and had no time to talk to Zhang Yang.

"Senior, we have to leave according to the agreement. You can't go back on your word at such an old age." Fearing that the old man would be detoxified in advance, Zhang Yang used the old man's "identity" to restrain the old man.

"Senior, if you don't answer my question, then senior will agree." Zhang Yang's taking advantage of the fire was really good.

While the old man was fully resisting the toxin, he began to trick the old man.

"Three, two, one." Zhang Yang pretended to count down for three seconds.

"Well, senior, since you don't say anything, you should accept it, and the juniors will leave now." Zhang Yang said meanly to the old man.

Then without saying a word, he pulled Long Aotian and ran away. The pulled Long Aotian was completely out of the situation, and he didn't know why.

"Run quickly, we won't be able to run away after he gets in contact with the toxin." Zhang Yang said to Long Aotian in a panic.

Although the old man promised himself that if he won the game, he would let himself and Long Aotian go, but Zhang Yang knew that he would make the old man unhappy if he won the game with such unarmed behavior. accepted.

When the time comes, who will he find to reason with, so Zhang Yang feels that running now is the best time and the only chance to escape.

Only Long Aotian was absent from the beginning to the end: "Why did you get taken by this old man?"

Seeing that the running distance was far enough, Zhang Yang asked Long Aotian.

Zhang Yang felt that Long Aotian was unlucky enough, first he offended the ancestor of Meishan, and then he was drugged by Yan Chu, and now he is the old man.

It seems that Long Aotian's opponents are all old monsters who are jealous and perverted, and there is no one who is not a big boss.

Thinking about Zhang Yang, I felt a little embarrassed. Originally, Zhang Yang planned to hide and wait for the rabbit, but who knew that the prey did not wait, but Long Aotian and the old man.

Zhang Yang heard and saw all the conversations and fights between Long Aotian and the old man. The old man has always asked Long Aotian to learn from him.