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The green-shirted old man's right hand was stabbed by Zhou Yi with the Cold-Breaking Sword. It was originally just a small wound and shed a little blood. This is not a serious injury to an ordinary person, let alone a grandmaster.

Therefore, the old man in green shirt didn't pay attention at all and entered the battle with Wei Liang without even bothering to wipe away the blood.

But just now, he suddenly felt a pain in his right heart. The heartbreaking pain instantly spread throughout his body. Qi and blood surged up, and his body seemed to be boiling. He couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"What...what is this...what happened to me." The old man in green shirt looked at his right hand, which was completely dark at the moment.

Yes, even the blood turned pitch black.

However, the old man in green shirt did not panic and sneered:

"It's just a little trick. You want to hurt my grandmaster's body with this little trick. It's just wishful thinking."

The old man in green shirt's expression condensed, and he began to mobilize all the energy in his body to rush toward his right hand.

puff!

However, when the sea-like zhenqi reached his right hand, part of it was swallowed up in an instant. Almost the next moment, this part of the zhenqi came back to bite him. Unexpectedly, the old man in green shirt fell directly from mid-air to the ground.

"Ah ah ah, what the hell is this, get out of my body quickly!" The old man in green shirt finally realized something was wrong, although only his hands looked black from the outside.

But looking inside himself, black lines flowed along the blood to every corner of his body. As long as he used his true energy, the true energy seemed to be bewitched in an instant.

Instead of using it for your own benefit, it hurts your own body.

puff puff!

The old man in green shirt sat cross-legged on the spot, constantly mobilizing the true energy in his body and vomiting blood, dyeing the ground red.

Everyone else was stunned.

Even Wei Liang's face became very serious. In his original philosophy, the only person who could hurt the Grandmaster was the Grandmaster.

But it was obvious that the old man in green shirt was in such a mess now and it had nothing to do with him.

"Don't waste your energy. If you use your true energy, you will commit suicide. The more you move, the faster you will die." At this time, Zhou Yi walked in front of the old man in green shirt, and he had regained some strength.

At least his face looks much better than that of the old man in blue shirt.

"Boy, what's wrong with me? Tell me quickly, or I'll kill you." The old man in green shirt threatened.

Zhou Yi smiled softly: "You can't kill me in your current state. If you don't believe it, you can try."

The old man in green shirt looked angry, and raised his hand to slap Zhou Yi. However, as soon as he raised his hand, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, showing a bitter look, and he could only put his hand down.

"Don't be impulsive. You can't mobilize the true energy in your body now. The biggest difference between a grandmaster and ordinary warriors is whether they can use the true energy in their body, so you can't kill me."

Zhou Yi explained with a serious face.

The old man in green shirt tried a few more times and found that it was just as Zhou Yi said. Suddenly his face turned completely gloomy, and a flash of deep fear and panic flashed in his eyes.

Can't mobilize your energy?

So is he still a grandmaster?

"Boy, what on earth did you do to me!" The old man in green shirt roared with veins popping out on his forehead.

For almost all Grandmasters, being promoted to Grandmaster is the most important thing in their lives. The status of Grandmaster wins them money, power, reputation, etc.

Losing their identity as a Grandmaster was something they could not imagine. So after confirming that they were unable to mobilize their true energy and were no longer a Grandmaster in a certain sense, the old man in green shirt's mentality was completely shattered and he wanted to tear Zhou Yi apart. Eight dollars.

"Poison." Zhou Yi told the truth.

The old man in green shirt's eyes flashed: "Fart, how can it be poisonous and hurt me? Are you kidding me?"

Zhou Yi couldn't help laughing. The last person who didn't believe he could be poisoned finally knelt down and begged him to detoxify.

Now comes another one.

"In my impression, Baixiaotang does not seem to publish a list of poisons. If they have the ability to investigate the world's strange poisons, they will definitely give the world's masters a surprise."

Zhou Yi said as if talking to himself.

Because since ancient times, the martial arts world has believed that poison is a dirty thing, and many people disdain to use it. On the one hand, poisoning is not a gentleman's behavior, and on the other hand, the ability of poison is limited.

The higher the ability of a person, the smaller the impact of poison on him.

Once you are promoted to a Grandmaster, you will be immune to all poisons in the world. Because of this theory, many people look down on poisons, especially Grandmasters, but this is completely wrong.

In the appendix of "Zhou's Medical Book" in Zhou Yi's hand, there were several pages of records about poisons. It was the information on these pages that shocked Zhou Yi, as if it had opened the door to a new world.

Because any of the poisons recorded above, if used properly, can poison the Grandmaster.

For example, Black Crane, one of the former Teng She elders of the martial arts pavilion, has always been known as the best poison in the world in the martial arts world.

However, its toxicity was only ranked [-]st in the appendix of "Zhou's Medical Book", not even in the top [-].

"Whether you believe it or not, the fact is that you have indeed been poisoned by me now. As for the effect of this poison, you should know better than me." Zhou Yi reminded:

"At first you just can't use your true energy, and then your true energy will gradually start to disappear, and the moment your true energy disappears completely, that's the moment you die."

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it now. Anyway, you can give it a try and see if you die in the end."

When Zhou Yi said this, the old man in green shirt finally lost his expression and shouted: "This is impossible, how can there be such a powerful poison in the world, I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

Zhou Yi sighed, suddenly feeling sorry for his drop of Seven-leaf Begonia. Since the last trip to detoxify Elder Teng She in Wuge, Zhou Yi carefully studied the appendix of the medical book.

It was found that Black Crane was only ranked [-]st in the appendix, and the poisons in the top [-] were more powerful than the last. Some could kill a grandmaster in an instant, and some could kill a grandmaster invisibly.

Among them, the tenth-ranked poison caught Zhou Yi's attention. This poison is called Mo Crow, and its poison effect is to swallow the essence of the master, the true energy.

The most powerful thing about Mo Crow is that it can be used in conjunction with the antidote. Taking one antidote can delay the onset of the poison for a month. This is simply a good way to control people.

And this is also the main reason why Mo Crow can be ranked tenth. After all, even Black Crane, who is ranked twenty-one, can kill the grandmaster in a short time. Mo Crow's time to kill the grandmaster is much slower.

Of course, the most attractive thing about Mo Crow is its formula. The top twenty poison formulas in the appendix all contain rare things that are difficult to find, and some even exist only in legends.

Mo Crow is of course no exception. Its formula contains a spiritual creature called Seven-leaf Begonia. This rare thing cannot be more rare, but coincidentally, Zhou Yi has Seven-leaf Begonia.

So Zhou Yi endured the pain in his body, took out one drop of two drops of Seven-leaf Begonia, and made a serving of Mo Crow.

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