Douluo's first poisonous milk

As soul saints, powerful soul masters who have mastered the true form of martial souls, although they are not among the top few on the mainland, they can still be ranked in the second echelon.

A person like him was forced into this situation today by a soul master with only three rings in this small street whose name he didn't even know.

He was even ridiculed by the other party!

Although Fan Tong's third soul skill is not an offensive soul skill, the attack power of the lightning is not strong for the soul saint, but the mosquito legs are still meat no matter how small they are.

A little adds up to a lot...

In just a few seconds, the lightning attacks were continuous. Who knows how many lightning strikes hit him.

What's more, he was already seriously injured. Who could bear such a violent bombardment?

This is Fan Tong, with his unbridled imagination and calm mind during battles, he can always bring out the most satisfactory soul skills.

If it were another person, even if he was given the same soul skills, he might die without even knowing how!

"Okay, you're doing very well!"

At this time, facing Fan Tong's silent ridicule, the middle-aged man was itching with hatred, so he said bitterly.

He regretted very much, regretting why he didn't just use soul skills to kill Fan Tong when he was still in good condition. Although it might leave hidden wounds that could not be healed for a lifetime, it was still better than dying here.

But no one could have imagined that the result would develop like this!

A Soul Lord, an auxiliary Soul Lord, has such terrifying fighting talent.

But there's no point regretting it. Things have reached this point, and it's impossible for him to use soul skills now.

Under the continuous destruction of the body, the condition inside the body is so bad that even the most basic operation of soul power is extremely difficult, let alone the use of soul skills?

Even so, it is not that simple to kill the middle-aged man.

"Do you think you have a chance to win? You must know that as a Soul Saint, my background is beyond what you, a little Soul Saint, can imagine. Even if I am seriously injured, so what, you will only die here in the end!"

While he was talking to himself, the middle-aged man looked at Fan Tong with an unprecedented fierce look in his eyes, like an evil ghost in the world!

As soon as he finished speaking, as if in response to Fan Tong's previous ridicule, he also laughed, but the cruelty was undoubtedly revealed in that smile...

Seeing that the other party was still able to laugh even at this stage, Fan Tong not only felt a little thump in his heart, but he stopped pretending and looked at the other party solemnly.

If his physical condition were better, he would even want to rush up and beat the opponent to death with three or two blows, but the actual situation did not allow him to do so.

The paralysis of the body has not eased in a short time, and the various injuries have not recovered much. Movement is still very inconvenient, and it is already very good to stand up with strength.

However, he believed that if nothing unexpected happened, under the influence of healing, he would definitely recover much faster than the other party. As long as he was given some more time...

2 minutes, no, 1 minute!

As long as he is given another minute, he can recover to the point where he can move freely.

But it seems that the other party doesn’t want to give him this minute!

The middle-aged man slowly raised his right hand, opened his palm, and a small brown-black pill that was smaller than a fingernail appeared in his palm.

The reason why the middle-aged man raised his hand so slowly was not because he was pretending to be sexy, but because his body, like Fan Tong, was still stiff, which had a great impact on his actions.

And the things he was willing to take out at this critical moment of life and death would naturally not be ordinary things.

This was food made entirely from soul power that he had spent a lot of money to buy from a food-type Contra.

In view of the rarity of food-type soul masters, food-type Soul Douluo is even rarer. One can imagine how precious they are.

And its own effectiveness is indeed worthy of its preciousness. After taking it, although it has no effect of healing injuries, it can greatly suppress the injuries in the body in a short period of time, allowing one's own strength to be exerted to a super level, and no longer suffer various injuries. Impact.

And the price is only to be severely weak for three days after the effect of the medicine ends!

This kind of painkiller is very similar to Fan Tong's perception. After taking it, although the pain is still there, it will be blocked...

For people like middle-aged men who are seriously injured and in desperate situations, this is not a life-saving straw.

He keeps this thing with him all the time, isn't it just to have a chance to make a comeback in such a desperate moment?

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and slowly put the thing in his palm into his mouth in front of Fan Tong.

It is indeed a food made by Contra of the food system, and the effect can be described as immediate.

As soon as the food entered his mouth, the middle-aged man's whole aura changed drastically. The rich soul power light instantly enveloped his whole body, and the soul ring that had been beating slowly around him no longer dimmed, but became brighter.

If someone who didn't know the truth saw this state, no one would believe that the other person was a seriously injured and dying person just a second ago.

The middle-aged man was indeed in an extremely dangerous state before, but this did not mean that he had no soul power in his body. On the contrary, he had always had plenty of soul power in his body, but his injuries limited his use of it.

Now that the injury has been temporarily suppressed, the soul power can naturally be used unscrupulously.

Moisturized by the powerful soul power, the middle-aged man got rid of his stiffness in an instant, moved his hands and feet a little, and felt the majestic soul power return. He once again showed a cruel smile and looked at him fiercely. Towards Fan Tong.

Damn it, what the hell, is this "sheep shit" so unfair?

Yes

In Fan Tong's eyes, what the other party eats is sheep feces. It's no wonder he thinks so. After all, the color, shape, and size are all so similar...

Seeing the middle-aged man walking towards him step by step with malicious intentions, Fan Tong shouted in his heart that something was wrong.

Don't come over, don't come over, if you come over again I will call someone!

Fan Tong almost couldn't help but want to shout like this, but he knew that shouting was useless, even if it broke his throat, it was useless.

At this time, the only one who can save him is himself!

Fan Tong did not give up. His eyes were darting wildly, his mind was racing, and he was rapidly thinking of various countermeasures.

Hey, wait a minute!

Fan Tong's eyes suddenly focused on the middle-aged man. To be precise, it was on the man's exposed black wound...

Is it normal for a person with such serious injuries to behave like an uninjured person?

It's obviously not normal!

What should I do if it is abnormal?

As an auxiliary father with the ability to heal and recover, Fan Tong said, it doesn’t matter if it’s abnormal, I can make you return to normal!

Tentatively, Fan Tong released his second soul skill, Purification, towards the middle-aged man who was approaching slowly.

Although his body was stiff and unable to move flexibly, his soul power was not affected at all. Fan Tong just thought, and the purification accurately fell on the middle-aged man.

He was not sure whether his soul skills would be effective. After releasing his soul skills, he kept staring at the opponent, wanting to see what the result would be.

On the other side, after the middle-aged man who was moving forward was hit by purification, he stood motionless as if he had been hit by a restraining spell.

He didn't even have time to take back the ferocious smile on his face, it just stayed fixed on his face, looking very weird.

One second, two seconds...

Under Fan Tong's gaze, first the rhythmic soul ring around the middle-aged man's body disappeared completely, and then the light of soul power covering his body also went out, and a large stream of blood even flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

Not long after, with a "pop" sound, the middle-aged man fell straight to the ground.

It was obvious that Fan Tong's method worked, and the effect on the other party was beyond his imagination.

Why can middle-aged men use soul power unscrupulously?

It wasn't because that "sheep shit" worked, its strength suppressed the injuries in his body and prevented them from exploding.

But when Fan Tong's purification judged the effect of "sheep feces" as abnormal and purified it away, the middle-aged man's soul power was still running.

His severely injured body could still mobilize his soul power so unscrupulously without the help of "sheep shit", the consequences can be imagined.

He was tricked by Fan Tong again and again!

I fell into your trap, you bad boy is very bad...