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Chapter 393 391. Poison King Poison

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    Ximen Duanjue let out a breath, opened his eyes again, and said: "You are so poisonous, even I almost got poisoned!"

    Everyone¡¯s expressions changed slightly, what a powerful poison demon, not only powerful in poisoning, but also powerful in detoxification.

    This is completely different from Tang Xiaotian's reaction after drinking poison.

    Tang Xiaotian¡¯s eyes widened, and his whole aura seemed to have weakened by three points.

    After taking a few deep breaths, he gritted his teeth and said, "There are two more cups."

    Ximen said decisively: "Yes, there are still two cups left You started first just now, so I will take the second cup first."

    Picking up the second glass of wine in front of Tang Xiaotian, he drank it down again.

    He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. This time it only lasted for seven or eight breaths. Then he looked as usual. He exhaled heavily and opened his eyes. With a flick of his hand, the cup fell steadily on the table. He laughed loudly and said, "It's so poisonous, haha."  Haha, so poisonous!¡±

    After a while, he stopped laughing and said: "Then let's watch my second glass of poisonous wine."

    As soon as the words fell, a palm fell, and the second cup vibrated on the table. After a while, the movement disappeared.  Compared with the first glass, this time it was indeed colorless and tasteless. There was nothing unusual about this glass of wine at first glance.

    Ximen Duanjue chuckled softly: "Please!"

    Tang Xiaotian took a deep breath. He did not let Ximen Duanjue's poisoning technique be careless because of its simplicity. He reached over to pick up the wine glass, put it down again, turned around and called: "Uncle Gong!"

    Tang Gongdao: "What do you have to say?"

    Tang Xiaotian said in a deep voice: "If I can't hold this glass of wine, I will leave it to you."

    Tang Gong nodded solemnly and said, "Don't worry."

    Tang Xiaotian took another deep breath, turned around, picked up the poisonous wine and drank it all in one gulp.

    The strange poison is effective as soon as it enters the mouth.

    Plus the remaining poison from the first glass of wine.

    Rather than fighting poison with poison, he added poison on top of poison, causing an outbreak in an instant.

    Tang Xiaotian's hands were weak and he couldn't even hold the small wine glass. He fell to the ground with a bang and spat out a mouthful of blood mist. His whole body was crumbling, swaying around and staggering around. The table was also overturned, and a faint moan came from his mouth.  Suffering great pain.

    When the people around him saw this, they screamed in surprise. Two Tang Sect disciples approached him from the left and the right to help him, but he threw one away, and then shook the other away with his palm.  Containing strong poison, the disciple fell to the ground with a scream, twitched for a while, and stopped moving after a few breaths.  Everyone looked and saw that the disciple was bleeding to death from his seven orifices. The blood was black, and wherever the traces of black blood passed, his skin and flesh were corroded. In this moment, blood-colored ravines appeared on his face, and his death was miserable.

    Everyone's expression changes when they see this.

    ??Learning from the past, no one dares to get close now.

    Ximen Duanjue shook his head and said: "It's a pity. If you hadn't used poison all your life, which made your body too resistant to poisons, it would be over in one fell swoop. Why is it so painful now?"

    Tang Xiaotian is indeed an expert in using poisons. Even ordinary people can see the poison that seals their throats with blood at the slightest touch, but he drank a full cup and struggled for a long time. Although he was in unbearable pain, he never fell.

    But no matter how hard you persist, there will eventually be a limit.

    For about half a quarter of an hour, his struggle gradually weakened, until at a certain moment, his body suddenly stopped, and he was bleeding from all seven orifices. The blood was also black blood, but his skin was not corroded like the two Tang Sect disciples, but it was still enough to shock anyone who saw it.  , blood flowed out of the seven orifices, as if he had reached the limit of endurance. After the last tremble, he fell to the ground and did not move again.

    The Tang Sect disciples around him finally suppressed their fear and exclaimed and stepped forward.

    But the fastest one is Tang Lanxin.

    She immediately arrived beside Tang Xiaotian, checked for breath first, and said: "There is still energy." The others also gathered around and said in relief: "That's good, that's good."

    Tang Lan thought: "Stay far away, why are you so close?"

    Everyone immediately retreated.

    Tang Lanxin then rolled her eyelids, looked at her tongue, felt her pulse, checked it over and over again, took out a pill and fed it to him, saying: "Come here and take the third uncle down, and find a disciple with higher internal strength to help him digest the medicine."

    Immediately, two more people came to take the unconscious Tang Xiaotian down.

    Ximen Duanjue looked at her busy and unhurried attitude towards danger and asked, "Can you cure me of this poison?"

    Tang Lan thought: "No, just suppress it."

    Ximen Duanjue said with a smile: "I wonder why the Tang Sect has such an incredible person, who can even easily neutralize my poison."

    Tang Lanxin said calmly: "They are just abandoned disciples of the Tang Sect, they are no longer considered disciples of the Tang Sect." She asked again: "??Do you have the antidote?  "

    Ximen said decisively: "Since I was the one who poisoned me, there is naturally an antidote. Why, do you want it?"

    Tang Lan thought: "Yes."

    Ximen Duanjue smiled slightly and said, "Okay. As long as the Tang Sect admits today in front of the world's heroes that using poison is not as good as the Five Poison Sect, and the Tang Sect disciples will shun away from the Five Poison Sect disciples in the future, the antidote will be offered with both hands.  "

    Tang Lanxin sneered, "Even if the Five Poison Sect gives him the title of the No. 1 poison sect in the world, can he afford it?"

    Ximen said decisively: "Since I'm here, I can certainly afford it."

    Tang Lan thought: "The Tang Sect is still here."

    Ximen said decisively: "Tang Lingtian has died a long time ago. Tang Xiaotian has been defeated by my poison at this moment. Who else in the Tang Sect can defeat me?"

    Tang Lan thought: "Me!"

    Ximen Jue said: "You?" He mocked: "Let's not say whether you can beat me or not. You just said it yourself. You are no longer a disciple of the Tang Sect. Why do you stand up for the Tang Sect?"

    Tang Lan thought: "Although I am not a disciple of the Tang Sect, the poison I used is the Tang Sect's poison. If I can defeat you, then the Tang Sect will naturally defeat you."

    Ximen Duanjue laughed and said: "Hahaha, if you are ambitious, then I will compete with you."

    Tang Gong looked at Tang Lanxin with a complex expression and said, "You are no longer a member of the Tang Sect, so there is no need to fight for the Tang Sect."

    Tang Lanxin turned to look at him and said, "I have said before that I will not watch the Tang Clan being bullied, so my uncle does not need to persuade me."

    He waved his hand and said, "Here's some more wine."

    When the disciple next to him heard it, he subconsciously obeyed and immediately went to prepare. Soon, the table and drinks were set down again.

    But when everything was put together, Tang Lanxin directly grabbed the four wine glasses on the table and smashed them, leaving only two glasses, and said: "If the poison is strong enough, one glass is enough, three glasses is not necessary. I will only compete with you."  If you can take over the poison, no one in the whole world, let alone the Tang Sect, can beat you in the poison skill."

    Ximen Duanjue sneered: "I only hope your poison is worthy of your arrogance!"

    But he acquiesced and did not refuse.

    Tang Lanxin then took out another porcelain bottle from her body, poured out pills that seemed to be the same as those used by Tang Xiaotian before, but added nothing else, blended them into the cup, and said: "My poison is mixed."

    Ximen Duanjue glanced at it, shook the iron staff, inserted it into the ground, freed his right hand, and grabbed it in the air. He picked up a fragment of a cup on the ground, cut his palm, and dripped blood into the cup. He used his strength to stop the bleeding and shook it for two times.  Putting down the wine glass, the blood and wine blended together, and he said: "I've mixed it too."

    Although Tang Lanxin is a woman, her temperament is decisive and decisive that many men may not be able to match. Without saying anything, she took the wine mixed with blood and poison and drank it all in one gulp.

    After finishing the drink, he wiped his mouth and exposed the bottom of the cup. There was no trace left before he said, "It's your turn."

    Ximen Duanjue looked her up and down, smiled slightly, drank the poisoned wine, then looked at the cup, threw it away, and said with a smile: "I don't feel the slightest bit. I'm afraid your wine is not as good as yours"

    Before the word "uncle" was spoken, the poison came like a mountain. Ximen Duanjue's body was shaken, and his words suddenly stopped. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood. He covered his heart, his lips were pressed tightly, the muscles on his face were beating, his face was ferocious, and he staggered a few times.  He lowered himself, relying on the iron staff to keep from falling. His body trembled slightly, and he said with difficulty: "This, this poison, how is it possible"

    "I said, if you can take this poison, no one in the world can defeat you with poison. Unfortunately, you seem to be unable to take itI, I won!" Tang Lanxin said slowly.

    As she spoke, black lines began to appear on the back of her hands, neck, face, and her exposed skin, ranging from light to thick, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, and strange and strange. In addition, her eyes, ears, corners of the mouth, and nose began to appear.  Bleeding, the black blood shed by his sect and his uncle.

    Bleeding from the seven orifices.

    But she didn¡¯t tremble, go crazy, or whine. She smiled as she spoke, and she smiled happily, blooming with sad beauty.  Everyone who saw this situation around him was moved.

    Ximen Duanjue: "You, what kind of poison are you doing?"

    Tang Lanxin slowly replied: "Tangmen, Poison King." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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