"Senior Brother Qian!"

The exclamations of the disciples of the Jinyang Sect sounded, and they hurriedly helped the disciples of the Jinyang Sect who were knocked out of the ring by the little poison king.

It's just that they found out that their Senior Brother Qian is now extremely painful, and his face is even purple.

For some reason, a strange turquoise color was spreading all over his body, from his chest.

"It's poisoned. ”

Ye Feng approached and looked at the disciple of the Golden Yang Sect, his brows furrowed suddenly, and he found something.

Suddenly, he looked at the little poison king, and a wisp of murderous aura burst out of his eyes.

"Moon Demon Hand, poison again. You are exactly the same as the Water Hell Gate martial artist who hurt Senior Leng that day. Could it be that you are a disciple of the Water Hell Gate Poison Master?"

At this time, Ye Feng looked at the little poison king and seemed to understand something.

The tricks that this little poison king used were the same as those used by the Water Hell Gate martial artist in the Heavenly Martial Emperor City that day.

He knew that this little poison king must have a connection with the Water Hell Gate martial artist who went to the Heavenly Martial Emperor City that day, and he must also be a disciple of the Water Hell Gate Poison Master.

Ye Feng looked at the little poison king quietly, as if he had made some decision.

If he wants to lure out the poison master, it seems that he needs to fight with the little poison king, kill the little poison king in the ring, and force the poison master to show up.

"Haha, waste. ”

At this time, the little poison king didn't know at all that he was being targeted by Ye Feng.

He swept his eyes coldly, and the disciple of the Jinyang Sect who was knocked out of the ring by himself laughed out loud.

"Please, the little poison king will give you medicine. Leave me a disciple of the Jinyang Sect, one life. ”

Many of the elders of the Golden Yang Sect had already come to the bottom of the ring and pleaded with the little poison king.

"Fight against me, and the defeated will be punished. For me, the punishment for him was death. I don't have any antidote. ”

The little poison king laughed and fell from the ring, completely rejecting the conditions of these elders of the Jinyang Sect.

At this time, the faces of all the elders of the Golden Yang Sect became extremely ugly, and everyone released their powerful martial arts aura.

Suddenly, the little poison king seemed to be locked by countless eyes full of murderous intent.

If, here, these elders of the Golden Yang Sect wanted to unite and bombard him, I am afraid it would be an easy matter.

Thinking of the strength of the Golden Yang Sect, even if it was the Water Hell Gate, it was not easy to completely ignore it.

He eventually relented.

"The antidote is for you. ”

The little poison king reluctantly threw the antidote to the elders of the Golden Yang Sect.

Only then did he turn and leave.

At this time, the extremely powerful coercion slowly withdrew from the air.

When the elders of the Jinyang Sect handed the antidote to the injured disciple of the Jinyang Sect, the disciple of the Jinyang Sect slowly recovered, and his skin slowly changed to its original color.

"Little Poison King, this person is probably related to the poison master of the Water Hell Gate. Need to do a good job of investigating. ”

At this time, Long Yan walked to Ye Feng's side, looking at the little poison king, his eyes became a lot sharper.

Ye Feng nodded, and also thought that this little poison king had a great relationship with the poison master of the Water Hell Gate.

"The two of us have to find a way to fight this little poison king. Finally, the poisoner is brought out. ”

Ye Feng said to Long Yan, his face was very solemn.

As for Ye Feng's words, Long Yan didn't have any objections, nodded and agreed.

The duel continued, and now, in the eighth round, there were fewer and fewer players.

And for now, the battlers who can continue to stay.

Everyone has a very defying ability, and they are all the elites of this conference.

Ye Feng, Long Yan, and Little Poison King all successfully advanced and came to this eighth round.

And the outstanding performance of Ye Feng and Long Yan also made countless people feel admired.

The same is true of the little poison king.

"It's bigger than me, damn these two people. ”

The little poison king's gaze looked directly at Ye Feng and Long Yan, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

You must know that as a genius martial artist of the Water Hell Gate, the purpose of his participation in the conference this time is to win glory for the Water Hell Gate.

If these outsiders steal the limelight, it is definitely a shame.

Even if he didn't mind, the water prison door would have a dull face.

Next, if he met Long Yan and Ye Feng, the little poison king would never leave his hand.

If there is a chance to kill the two of them, the little poison king will definitely not be soft-hearted.

And soon, to the surprise of the little poison king, his name soon appeared in the mouth of Elder Gao.

Moreover, the person who fought against him turned out to be a young man named Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng vs. Little Poison King?"

At this point, the venue became a little noisy.

Ye Feng had won seven games in a row before, and his light was extremely bright, and compared to the Little Poison King, he was still surpassed.

Everyone knows that at this conference, the Water Hell Gate is really going to recruit an extremely terrifying demon, that is, Ye Feng.

And the duel between Ye Feng and the Little Poison King really attracted a lot of people.

One person is the powerful dark horse of this conference, and the other person is a demon junior who is skilled in poisoning at the Water Hell Gate.

If these two people are right, who will be stronger, this is definitely a very curious thing.

Of course, if Ye Feng can win this duel and defeat the little poison king.

After he joins the Water Hell Gate, he will definitely be able to get the full cultivation of the Water Hell Gate, so that he will completely surpass the Little Poison King and his status in the Water Hell Gate.

"Boy, do you know that you've stolen the limelight from me?"

At this time, the little poison king had already flown into the ring.

Ye Feng is the same.

At the beginning, the little poison king said such things to Ye Feng.

"Isn't it a good thing to steal the limelight from you?"

Ye Feng smiled, looking at the little poison king, his heart was extremely happy.

This operation was a perfect success, if he captured the little poison king, the poison master behind the little poison king would definitely appear in front of him.

"A good thing?"

Ye Feng's words made the little poison king incomprehensible, but at this time, listening to Ye Feng's words, he only thought that the latter had a hint of mockery.

"You give me death. ”

The little poison king shouted loudly, and he was already flying towards Ye Feng, he wanted to kill Ye Feng as quickly as possible and take away the limelight that should have belonged to him.

At this time, Ye Feng saw the little poison king coming, and the force in his body gradually increased.

To deal with the little poison king, Ye Feng didn't seem to be ready to retain his strength, he wanted to use the strongest means to bombard the little poison king and force the poison master of the water prison gate to appear.

"Why is this person so familiar?"

In fact, Tian Yixuan, who was sitting in the audience, seemed to have discovered the familiarity of Ye Feng's face.

When she thought carefully for a moment, suddenly, she recognized who this person was.

A few years ago, Ye Feng, the person who took away his colorful poison beads and was hunted down by her and Tang Yuan.

This Ye Feng was not only hateful, he took away her colorful poison beads, but also obtained the martial arts left by the True Martial Saint.

It can be said that Ye Feng not only has an enmity with her, but also an enemy of the Water Hell Gate.

It is the biggest stumbling block for the Water Hell Gate to find the martial arts left behind by the True Martial Saint.