After finishing everything, Li Haoran breathed a sigh of relief and stood there quietly, waiting for the war to come.

Suddenly, Li Haoran cursed very rudely: "Who is a rat? He steals a cat, don't dare to come out to see people?"

"Boy, who are you talking about?" An old voice mixed with anger.

"Whoever speaks, I'll talk about whoever I say." Li Haoran did not do it, and made up his mind to make the talker's popularity half-dead. He could feel that the speaker's martial arts skills were so high that he was definitely not an ordinary person, and there was a large group of people approaching.

Li Haoran did not show any expression on the surface, but he knew in his heart that so many people here were poisoned. In other words, if the person coming was really the planner behind the scenes, then all the hopes of the people here would be placed on him alone. He thought to himself: It seems that it is not easy to deal with, and the person coming is quite troublesome.

"Young man, you dare to be so arrogant in front of me. You are so impatient to live." A figure flashed past, and an old man in a gorgeous robe appeared by the forest. His face was a bit ferocious and terrifying, giving people a feeling of being quite ferocious. A pair of triangular eyes made this person look particularly cold and the city was extremely deep.

The old man had a cold smile on his shriveled face. His hair was already gray, but it still gave people an invisible pressure. Many people with weak skills around him were suppressed and their faces were pale at this time.

Li Haoran ignored it and shouted in the distance: "What are you doing secretly? Since you are here, why bother to hide your head and tail? Get out early, I will give you some fun."

His internal strength was strong, and this roar spread far and wide, with the effect of transmitting a message from thousands of miles away. The pitiful guys on the field with a weak internal strength were swelling again.

Li Haoran directly ignored the gloomy old man in front of him. He turned his head and looked into the distance. He saw more than a dozen figures flying towards him. Li Haoran took a breath. With his skills, he naturally saw that these people had high martial arts skills. It seemed that they should be elites in this organization.

His mind was turning rapidly, and he kept thinking about how to deal with the current situation. After a moment, he really thought of a wonderful solution.

Suddenly, Li Haoran laughed loudly. At the moment when everyone was stunned, lightning flashed out, drifted to the upper wind, and took out a bottle from his arms and poured it in the wind. A strong fragrance came to his face. These mysterious characters could not react in time and everyone was hit.

Li Haoran smiled and said, "Hehe, sorry! This medicine is called Huagong San, which is the unique poison of Ding Chunqiu, the old monster Xingsheng in the late Northern Song Dynasty. The fragrance of this medicine is lingering. It is a must-have medicine when you smell it. Unfortunately, it is a must-have medicine for traveling at home. Unfortunately, I told you that this is the last bottle, and I also obtained it by accident. According to records in my school, once those who are infected with this poison use their skills to resist, the faster their power will be lost, until they become a shriveled corpse."

The shriveled old man dared not use his skills to fight each other. He looked at the heroes of the martial arts world and said gloomyly: "Boy, if you have these people to bury us with, it is worth our death."

Li Haoran said coldly: "I'm immortal, do you think there is no one to solve the sad breeze? Then you are too proud of your own abilities."

The shriveled old man turned pale and his eyes were fierce, and he wanted to crush Li Haoran's bones and ashes. He looked unstable and suddenly shouted: "The King of the Western Regions, get out of here."

A middle-aged man in strange clothes quickly stepped out of the crowd and said, "What are the instructions of the Lord?"

The shriveled old man stared at Li Haoran and said without blinking: "You heard his words, I ask you, is there really such a magic medicine like Huagong Powder in the world? Is your sadness and breeze that others can relieve?"

Li Haoran stared at the Western Regions Poison King. This guy had a stingy face, ugly face, slightly dark skin, and was wearing something that looked like earrings. His clothes were typical Arabic robes.

I only heard the poisonous king of the Western Regions say: "Huizun, there is indeed Huagong San. As this boy said, it was written by Ding Chunqiu of the Northern Song Dynasty. The effect of the medicine is exactly the same as what he said, but I don't know the authenticity."

Li Haoran suddenly said, "Old boy, you are in the Western Regions, you should know the Xiaoyao Sect in Tianshan! So, do you know the origin of Ding Chunqiu and the Xiaoyao Sect?"

The Western Region Poison King's face changed drastically. Looking at Li Haoran, he seemed to be seeing a ghost. He was panicked, but he said, "The Xiaoyao Sect is omnipotent, Ding Chunqiu is a traitor to the Xiaoyao Sect, and what he learned is nothing but the basics."

Li Haoran laughed and said, "I can't see that you have a wide range of knowledge. I'm very unfortunate to tell you that I'm not only the next generation of the Xiaoyao Sect, but also the grandson of the descendants of the Western Xia royal family. Tell me yourself, is your sad breeze rare to beat me? In the eyes of ignorant people, sad breeze has become your original poison, but according to the records of my royal family genealogy, sad breeze comes from the Xixia Yipintang in the Xixia Kingdom back then. I have both the formula and the antidote. But occasionally, I get the formula by chance, and I'm so ignorant. You have already won my Huagong San, so just wait to die here!"

The poison king of the Western Regions was pale and panicked. His biggest reliance was the sad and clear breeze. At this moment, Li Haoran said it and looked at Li Haoran with fear.

At this moment, Li Haoran's figure shook, lightning approached, and was about to capture him. The shriveled old man and others were shaking each other, shocked and unable to say anything. He didn't expect that Li Haoran had such magical powers, which were similar to the demonic magic.

Li Haoran made a quick move and successively enfeoffed several large acupoints of the Western Region Poison King. He deeply hated that this person was poisoned, so he followed the "life and death talisman" path and injected several true qi into the Western Region Poison King.

Then he let go, and the Western Regions Poison King fell heavily to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. He said sly: "You use my poison to help the evildoers. If you hadn't met me, no one in the Central Plains martial arts heroes present would have escaped death. Since you already know that I am a member of Xiaoyao, you should have heard of Xiaoyao's unique skill "Life and Death Talisman", you are waiting to enjoy the pleasure of life and death dilemma."

The face of the poison king in the Western Regions is ashes. Tianshu acupoint, Tianzhu acupoint, Shendao acupoint, Zhishi acupoint, Zhiyang acupoint, and couldn't help but scream. He couldn't help but scream, and then he screamed "Ah, Ahhh" again. He couldn't help but startled and screamed, "What did you do to me? Humph, I'm not scared, you...ah!"

In an instant, the poison king of the Western Regions was numb and itchy, just like thousands of ants biting at the same time. He rolled to the ground, his face turned red and white, and his hands were dancing around. The situation was extremely terrifying.

Soon, the Western Regions Poison King could not support him and stretched out his hand to pull it around. His clothes were immediately broken, his fingers were everywhere, and blood was bursting from his body, and he couldn't stop shouting: "I'm so itchy, I'm so itchy!" Another moment later, he knelt down on his left knee, and the more he screamed, the more he screamed, the more he became, the more he was.

The Western Region Poison King suddenly raised his head and rushed into the ground fiercely. The old man was so scared that he shouted, "No!" But Li Haoran looked at him with a smile and said nothing. Everyone heard a thud. The Western Region Poison King's hair was scattered, as if crazy, and blood was flowing down, but he was not dead.

The Western Region Poison King suddenly realized that the collision he had just broken his scalp and didn't even feel dizzy. At this moment, the numbness and itch all over his body seemed to be even more serious. He lay on the ground and rolled back and forth, scratching desperately, with a shrill and terrifying expression.

When the heroes on the field saw the Western Region Poison King, they instantly looked like ghosts and called out like wild beasts. Everyone, regardless of the enemy, couldn't help but change their color in horror. They all shivered and their hair stood up uncontrollably. The look of looking at Li Haoran was extremely fearful, and the smile as light as the breeze in people's eyes turned into the smile of death.

The Western Region Poison King was lying on the ground at this time, his throat was hoarse, his body was covered in blood, and he didn't look like he had when he first met him. He repeatedly kowtowed to the ground, but could not die, so he had to wail: "Young Master, hero, grandpa, let me go, kill me! I can't stand it, ah, itchy... It's so itchy, hurry up, please kill me."

Li Haoran approached the Western Region Poison King, looked down, and suddenly pointed out in the air. He tapped a few times on the Western Region Poison King. The Western Region Poison King stopped wailing. He saw that he was beyond recognition. Sweat and blood on his face slowly flowed down his cheeks. When he looked up at Li Haoran, his eyes were filled with unconcealed fear.

Li Haoran laughed like a devil and said, "Good it! After three days, the itchy attacks again. Whether I can help you relieve itch at that time depends on your behavior."

The Western Region Poison King was trembling all over and couldn't speak. He touched his arms for a long time with a trembling touch, took out a small porcelain bottle, and said, "This is the antidote for the sad and refreshing breeze, which can be solved by smelling it."

Li Haoran reached out to take it, he pulled out the bottle plug, and the extremely smelly breath rushed into his nose. He was about to dizzy, shook his right hand, and heard a clear sound of "pop". It turned out that he slapped the Western Region Poison King hard on the face. He scolded loudly: "You bastard, you are so stupid as a pig. This antidote is a little more effective, and it will suppress the stench. What else do you call the Western Region Poison King?"

The Western Region Poison King studied medicine all his life. After hearing this, his eyes lit up. He seemed to remember the pain he had just thought, and asked anxiously: "Is this true?"

Li Haoran was both angry and funny. He didn't expect that this guy was still a science madman, so he said angrily: "Of course, I'll let you know what the real medicine king is. At present, the situation is urgent, so let's just use it first!"

After saying that, he didn't even look at the shabby old man and others who were staring at him, walked into the formation made of swords and swaggeringly and handed it to Qiu Chuji.

Qiu Chuji quickly sniffed hard and said in surprise: "Oh, it's so smelly." He frowned, stretched out his hand to cover his nostrils, and suddenly shouted: "Ah! My hand, my hand will move!"

It turned out that before he knew it, Qiu Chuji's right hand had already been raised and covered his nostrils. Before this, even sitting was very laborious and difficult. In delight, he took the porcelain bottle from Li Haoran and inhale hard. Since he knew that the stench was very effective, he was no longer afraid. After sucking a few more times, the soft and powerless feeling between his limbs gradually disappeared.

Qiu Chuji laughed loudly and hurriedly handed it to Master Tianjie. He stayed in turn, and for about an hour, everyone stood up, and the numbness disappeared. Everyone escaped from death, laughing happily. Everyone was about to come out and fight desperately, but they knew that the swords and seas in front of him were cold and fierce, and they were shocked and dared not move again.

Li Haoran laughed, stepped east and west into it, and pulled out nine long swords along the way, and the formation was broken. Everyone's eyes were immediately bright, and there was no sense of oppression of swords and seas. So they picked up weapons and pressed against the shriveled old men.
Chapter completed!