"Red Essence Iron Mother, no wonder..."

The rich old man looked at Rie Tianzhihen with a confused look, and he liked it more and more. Then, he reached out to touch Rie Tianzhihen's giant sword body.

Zhang Yifeng hurriedly wanted to stop it, because the Sky Strike was not allowed to be touched by others.

However, everything happened too quickly, and he did not expect that Mr. Fu would touch his Sky-breaking Scar.

An incredible scene happened. When the rich old man touched the Sky Strike, the Sky Strike was extremely obedient and no black light burst out.

The rich old man even took the cracked sky mark from Zhang Yifeng to check.

This scene surprised Zhang Yifeng.

You should know that the weight of the cracked sky trace is tens of thousands of pounds, and only when it is held in his hand can it weigh a thousand pounds. However, Mr. Fu took it easily.

But soon he realized that Rising Tianzhihen had his own emotions and was in harmony with him. He must have felt his respect for Mr. Rich, so he did not burst out with a black light to attack Mr. Rich.

The rich old man gently pressed his face against the wide giant sword body of the cracked sky mark, as if he was listening to the sound of the giant sword.

After a moment, the rich old man was extremely surprised: "It's really a top weapon!"

Although the rich old man could not see the grade of the weapon, he heard the emotions coming from the weapon. It was a domineering and arrogant mood, which showed that Zhang Yifeng added a good beast soul when he forged it.

Only by adding the best weapon of the beast soul can you have such an "arrogant" mood.

"Okay, okay, okay, old man, although I haven't forged the best weapon, I have taught a disciple who can forged the best weapon. Remember, this forging hammer method must be passed down from generation to generation, and try not to be lost in the long river of time."

The rich old man actually burst into laughter.

"Zhang Yifeng, take the black iron holy furnace in the yard, too, only you deserve to use it. I hope you can forge a holy weapon in the future."

After the old man finished his words, Zhang Yifeng and Nan Xin both shed tears.

Because the old man had closed his eyes peacefully and fell backwards.

Zhang Yifeng caught the crack of the sky and caught the rich old man.

The rich old man, dead, he no longer has a breath.

"Teacher, if you can live a few more years, you will definitely be able to forge the best weapon yourself."

Although Zhang Yifeng was crying, he was not sad because the rich old man had returned to his old age for a hundred years and had basically fulfilled his wish before he died.

This can be seen from the peaceful and satisfied expression of the rich old man.

"Grandpa Fu..."

On the side, Nan Xin cried the most, and a woman was a little more emotional than a man.

"Nan Xin, you and Bai Luoluo go back first, I'll bury the old man before coming back." Zhang Yifeng spoke to Nan Xin.

"Brother Zhang, let me bury it with you."

"No, I'll do it alone."

"All right."

Nan Xin wiped away her tears and left with Bai Jingjing.

When the pharmacist saw the two left, he followed him. He came to take medicine on time. Since the rich man was dead, he naturally had no reason to stay here for more.

After all the people left, Zhang Yifeng did not immediately bury the rich old man, but said lightly.

"Why hide your head and tail? It's time to come out."

As soon as Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, a sloppy old man with a sloppy appearance and looked like a beggar appeared in his sight.

The old man carried a big bag with him, his hair covering his eyes, and a pair of eyes flashing with glittering from the gap.

The reason why Zhang Yifeng asked Nan Xin and Bai Luoluo to leave first was because he noticed that someone had been following him.

Moreover, there was something wrong with the smell in the air. His spiritual sense captured the old man putting a few strange-colored flowers in the corner of the yard.

These flavors are all the fragrance of flowers.

"I didn't expect to find me, it's amazing."

The old man looked at Zhang Yifeng with a vicious look, and his eyes seemed to have an irreconcilable hatred with Zhang Yifeng.

"I'll just say one thing, get out, otherwise, die."

Zhang Yifeng didn't know who the old man was, but he had guessed the other party's identity. The old man might be the hundred poison pharmacist in Luo Yanlan's mouth. He had been looking for Zhang Yifeng. During this forging conference, Zhang Yifeng took the initiative to reveal his identity. After the forging conference, he followed Zhang Yifeng here.

The Hundred Poison Medicine Master has not had a strong cultivation level, so he did not rob and kill Zhang Yifeng on the road, but waited for Zhang Yifeng to come back and found a way to kill Zhang Yifeng.

The fragrance of these flowers, coupled with some special means, should form a mixed toxin.

"Little kid, I know you have the strength to fight with the master. Unfortunately, you met my pharmacist with a hundred poisons. You have been poisoned by me. If you don't believe me, try to gather internal energy? Can't mobilize a slight internal energy?"

This old man is indeed a pharmacist of poisons.

When Zhang Yifeng heard this, he tried to activate the spiritual energy. Although the spiritual energy could still activate, the speed was one percent that of the usual one.

No matter which world a poisonous pharmacist is in, he is a relatively difficult existence. The most powerful poison is even more invisible and colorless, making people unable to defend against it.

Although it could not be operated inside, Zhang Yifeng shook his head lightly and said, "Do you think I can't use my internal force, so you can kill me?"

"Of course, if a warrior cannot use his internal strength, how different is it from an ordinary person. In this way, I can't kill you, so I won't call him the Hundred Poison Drug Master."

The Hundred Poison Drug Master sneered, as if he was very confident in himself.

After sneering, the Baipo Poison Pharmacist said again: "But don't be too desperate. Although I want to kill you, it's not now. You made Ziyi lose all your face at the forging conference. I want you to admit your mistake to Ziyi in front of the entire Kunlong Mountains warrior in the same place, in front of the entire Kunlong Mountains, saying that you are not worthy of her natural beauty."

"Let me apologize?"

Zhang Yifeng understood that the purpose of the Hundred Poison Pharmacist was to please Luo Ziyi and wanted him to apologize in public.

Unfortunately, this was impossible, he did nothing wrong. Moreover, the Hundred Poison Drug Master could not threaten him.

"Why, don't want to? The fate of not being willing is a dead end. I forgot to say that you are not only unable to use your internal force, but also have a chronic poison. This poison is colorless and tasteless. Not to mention that you cannot detect it, even Luo Badao cannot detect it. After three days, your whole body will itch and begin to ulcerate. If you can't find the antidote within ten days, you will turn into a pool of thick water."

"It turns into a pool of thick water?" Zhang Yifeng was slightly stunned. This poison is indeed a bit poisonous.
Chapter completed!