"Fellow Daoist Zhuo, what are we waiting for? Do you want your whereabouts to be spread?"
When the scene was as silent as death, Li Yan slowly turned his head to the side and spoke to the hunchbacked old man.
Blood Hand Fei Yan was still a little dazed, but when he heard Li Yan's words, he immediately felt a chill in his heart and woke up from the shock.
"He is going to kill to silence the witness."
His guess was not wrong. Since the killing had already begun, Li Yan would certainly not let the news here have any chance to spread out.
Because the deaths of the He brothers were so bizarre, Blood Hand Fei sickle was still a little dazed until this moment.
Those were two foundation-building masters. Even the "Demon Dog Moon Shadow" in front of him had been fighting with Fang for such a long time, but still failed to kill them.
But in just a dozen breaths, the He brothers didn't even have a chance to resist and died. What kind of poison was this? It was so overbearing and cruel that even a foundation-building cultivator would die instantly after being hit.
How could Blood Hand Flying Scythe dare to stay here? His whole body was shining with spiritual light and he flew quickly into the depths of the forest.
When the hunchbacked old man in the back saw this scene, murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes. Although he didn't know what Li Yan would do next, at the moment, there was obviously nothing more important than killing the Blood Hand Flying Sickle.
His spiritual power also surged. He took a step forward, and together with Hu Chen Wuding beside him, he flew away from the center of the pit.
However, just as he flew to the edge of the other side of the pit, he waved his hand and put Hu Chen Wuding on the ground. His body did not stop. At the same time, a voice transmission flew into Hu Chen Wuding's mind.
"Hold the Jade Purification Bottle. No matter what happens, you must hold out for at least three breaths, and I will be back."
It was clear that Hu Chen was not in a good mood. Uncle Sang was extremely worried about Fellow Daoist Li. This person's behavior was extremely strange, as if he was not the same person before and after. From this point of view, it can only be said that this person is suspicious by nature and does not play by the rules.
Li Yan was very surprised and did not go to participate in the encirclement and suppression of the Blood Hand Flying Sickle. He looked at the figures rushing forward and backward, and suddenly turned to look at Hu Chen Wuding who was standing on the edge of the big pit opposite, and said lightly.
"Now that the Blood Hand Scythe has gone far away, if I were you, I would seal the Jade Purifying Bottle to prevent me from misunderstanding and accidentally attacking you."
Hu Chen Wuding was looking at Uncle Sang's back with a nervous look on his face. Li Yan's words suddenly came into his ears. He was stunned and then remembered something.
Then he looked at the jade bottle in his hand. At this time, there was a crack on the mouth of the jade bottle. A wisp of mist was floating out of the crystal mouth, which was almost invisible in the night.
Hu Chen Wuding subconsciously had an idea and his other hand quickly sealed the mouth of the bottle, preventing the mist from continuing to float out.
Then he reacted and a look of fear appeared on his face. He quickly looked nervous and wanted to explain to Li Yan.
"I… "
Just as he was about to speak, a scream was heard not far away. Hu Chen Wuding was startled and stopped talking for a moment. He looked towards the source of the scream. After he saw it clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The next moment, there was a sound of something breaking through the air rapidly, and then a figure appeared like a meteor across the sky and landed directly beside Hu Chen Wuding.
When the light on his body faded away, the face of a hunchbacked old man was revealed. At this moment, the old man's face became even paler. It was obvious that the attack just now had caused him further injuries.
He was holding a person in his hand, who was already dead. It was the Blood Hand Flying Scythe.
As soon as he landed, he saw Hu Chen Wuding standing there unharmed, and he felt relieved. At this time, Li Yan's voice came.
"What a powerful poison!"
The hunchbacked old man smiled and was about to speak, but Hu Chen Wuding on the side spoke first.
"This is all thanks to Lord En, otherwise it wouldn't have been possible."
At this moment, he actually called Li Yan his benefactor.
Li Yan shook his head.
"It can't be considered a benefactor. Both parties just took what they needed."
Hu Chen Wuding quickly put the jade bottle in his hand back into the storage bag and bowed deeply to Li Yan.
"It's what he deserves, but just now..."
Seeing that he wanted to explain what happened just now, Li Yan didn't want to delay any longer and waved his hand.
"We should deal with the bodies here quickly. We can't delay here any longer."
In fact, Li Yan knew exactly what Hu Chen Wuding wanted to explain, because just before, he felt something unusual in this space.
When He Manzi suddenly called for the Blood Hand Flying Sickle to attack, Hu Chen Wuding, who was standing beside the hunchbacked old man, had already quietly opened the mouth of the Jade Bottle.
Hu Chen Wuding had no confidence in his ability to defeat Blood Hand Fei Shan, a cultivator in the late foundation building stage. He took advantage of the moment when the other party noticed something unusual around him, so he only opened a tiny gap, while he and Uncle Sang had already swallowed the antidote.
The several kinds of poisons in the Jade Purification Bottle were all refined by him, and he could release one or more mixed poisons according to his wishes.
In order to reduce the smell and increase concealment, Hu Chen Wuding only dared to release one kind of poison, and only a small amount at that, when facing the Blood Hand Flying Sickle flying towards him.
This poison is similar to the poison that Li Yan had used on He Manhua before. Its effect is to cause the poisoned person's spiritual power to explode and become uncontrollable.
This poison has been improved by him several times. When it is released, it can change with the color of the surrounding environment and blend into the environment as much as possible. It is almost colorless.
But if the opponent is careful, they can still find it. And this poison is also limited to a certain range. If the range is expanded, it will be diluted and dispersed, and the effect will be minimal.
Originally, with Blood Hand Flying Scythe's cultivation and caution, he would have been able to find out that something was wrong with this space the moment he approached the hunchbacked old man. However, just as he approached, the He brothers behind him had a drastic change. With his mind in a state of confusion, he was retreating rapidly, so how could he have time to carefully distinguish what was wrong? He inhaled a mouthful of it in a hurry, so Hu Chen Wuding's success in poisoning was also due to Li Yan's blessing.
When Blood Hand Flying Sickle had joined forces with the He brothers before, they all knew the methods of the Hu Chen family, so they had always been encircling them from a distance instead of fighting in close combat. The appearance of Li Yan disrupted everything and made them a little impatient.
Because Li Yan possesses a fragmented poisonous body, he is extremely sensitive to all poisons in the world. Once there is any change in the surrounding environment, he will be the first to notice it.
This is also the reason why he did not chase after the Blood Hand Flying Sickle. He also saw that the Blood Hand Flying Sickle had been hit, and Hu Chen Wuding had no intention of using this poison against him.
However, the series of drastic changes just now caused Hu Chen Wuding to lose his ability to judge, and the jade bottle in his hand continued to emit poison.
Blood Hand Flying Scythe had never imagined that after all he had fought in so many battles, big and small, he would be defeated by a Qi Condensation Stage cultivator.
He had dealt with people who were good at expelling poisons many times before, but when poison cultivators appeared one after another like today, he was careless and lost his life.
This is the most terrifying thing about poison cultivators, they can kill people across levels.
As a result, before the Blood Hand Scythe flew too far, its breath was already disordered and its magic power was out of control.
He was shocked, and the hunchbacked old man used all his strength again, chopping off his head in just two encounters. It was truly unpredictable, and this was how the world of cultivation was. No one knew how long they could live, or when they would die.
Hearing Li Yan say this, the hunchbacked old man nodded.
Although this place is very remote, it is not a place to stay for long with all the commotion. He swept his spiritual sense over the Blood Hand Flying Scythe in his hand, then stretched out his hand and took the storage bag on his waist into his hand.
On the other side, Li Yan unceremoniously took the magic weapons of the He brothers and the storage bag on his body and hung them around his waist.
Then he casually threw a fireball, and in an instant, the bodies of the two He brothers were burned until not even a trace of residue was left.
From then on, the two of them completely disappeared from this world.
Seeing this, the hunchbacked old man hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and threw the storage bag of the Blood Hand Flying Sickle to Li Yan, saying.
"Thank you for your help, Brother Li!"
Then, flames appeared from the other hand at the same time, and the Blood Hand Flying Scythe never appeared in this world again from then on.
Seeing that the other party was so tactful and handed him the storage bag, Li Yan was not polite at all and hung it around his waist with a smile.
After the three of them looked at each other, they turned into three rays of light and shot into the distance.
It was not until more than an hour later that some cultivators discovered the residual fluctuations of spiritual energy in this place, but when they came to check, they found nothing.
All one could tell was that this place had experienced a great war not long ago. After searching around, everyone had to leave in disappointment.
After Li Yan and the other two walked away for a distance, they changed directions several times in succession. It was not until two days later that they arrived at a teleportation array.
After another teleportation of tens of thousands of miles, they arrived at the other end of the teleportation array, a second-rate sect.
That night, they stayed temporarily in this sect. After two days of traveling day and night, Li Yan was still in good spirits, but the hunchbacked old man and Hu Chen were in a very bad state.
They were all injured in the self-explosion of He Manhua's magic weapon.
Although Hu Chen Wuding was protected by the hunchbacked old man and only suffered minimal impact, the damage caused by the magic weapon to the Qi Condensation Stage cultivators cannot be underestimated.
In addition, this last time, it was a medium-to-long distance transmission of tens of thousands of miles. The influence of that kind of spatial force, which could be tolerated under normal circumstances, has now caused the two of them to be further injured.
As a last resort, they could only stay in this second-rate sect. After recuperating for a night, the three of them set off again.
Li Yan sat cross-legged on the bed in the room. The black light on his body slowly absorbed into his body. The moment he opened his eyes, a cold light flashed across his eyes.
Li Yan looked at the night sky outside the window. It was already midnight.
At this moment, he was in great spirits and full of energy. He had not fought with anyone much, so he basically maintained his peak condition all the way. This was also the level he had been deliberately trying to achieve when fighting with others. It would be best if he could win without using his physical strength.
Looking at the night outside the window and listening to the heavy and light breathing coming from the room on the side, it was Hu Chen Wuding and the hunchbacked old man meditating to heal their injuries.
Although the other party had a small protective formation to cover them, with Li Yan's spiritual sense, he could still feel a little bit of it without breaking in by force.
Through these two days of traveling, Li Yan has learned about Hu Chen Wuding's life experience.
The Hu Chen family was a first-rate family of immortal cultivators. They were good at refining medicine and alchemy, especially poison, and had a bloodline inheritance.
The most famous martial art of his family is called "Ghostly Poisonous Scroll", which is divided into twelve levels. Legend has it that if one cultivates to the eighth level, one can dominate the entire mortal world, which is equivalent to the realm of incarnation.
By then, he could poison and kill all living beings within a hundred thousand miles with a flip of his hand, leaving no chance of survival.
However, until now, except for the founding ancestor of the Hu Chen family who reached the eighth level, no one else has cultivated to the eighth level.
The current head of the family, Hu Chen Wuding's father, is only in the middle stage of the sixth level, which is equivalent to the middle stage of the golden elixir.
His great-grandfather had only cultivated to the early seventh level, and was a powerful warrior in the early Nascent Soul stage. However, he had been stuck in this realm for more than two hundred years, and his bottleneck had not moved at all.
Therefore, the contemporary ancestor of the Hu Chen family has not appeared in public for decades.
If a family can have a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, it is also an important symbol of a first-class family.