"Southern Asian wizards are best at using poison and miasma!"
"If you touch it, you will die!"
At the rear, Qin Menghan subconsciously spoke because she was a senior leader of Longmen and had a certain degree of understanding of Nanyang wizards.
The status of the Nanyang wizards in Nanyang is no less than that of the martial arts holy land in Daxia.
The most important thing is that these Nanyang wizards are strange and unpredictable when they kill. Many times people die, and they don’t know how they took action.
However, facing this situation, Ye Hao just squinted his eyes and then took a step towards one side in an understatement.
"hiss--"
A poisonous snake fell silently to the place where Ye Hao had just stood firm. The step Ye Hao took just made the shot fall.
Ruan Lie, who appeared in a state of surprise, said, "How is that possible?"
"My psychedelic fog is invisible and colorless, how could you not be hit!?"
It turned out that the black smoke formed by the centipede that Ruan Lie had just squeezed out was just a trick.
He had used the real poison for a long time, and he had extremely confidently covered where Ye Hao was.
But the problem is that it doesn't work.
According to his plan, no matter how powerful a person is, it is difficult for him to avoid his poison.
Then he was bitten by the "little cute" in his hand, and he would really lose his skin even if he was not dead.
But unexpectedly, my offensive that I have always swept across thousands of troops has no effect.
At this moment, Ruan Lie couldn't help feeling chill all over.
"There is one of your Nanyang wizards named King Ruan Long?"
Ye Hao turned around at this moment and looked at Ruan Lie with interest and said.
"That's my senior brother, how do you know his name?" Ruan Lie was slightly stunned, and a strange look appeared on his face.
His senior brother is very famous, but after being defeated by the head coach of Daxia on the battlefield, he has never recovered from now on, like a useless person.
The current senior brother has been retiring for several years. How could Ye Hao, a young man, know him?
Ye Hao said lightly: "Not only did he know each other, he also fought with each other."
"If he gets 70% of the true teachings of the Nanyang wizard lineage, you get 30% at most."
"If I were you, kneel down now and beg for mercy. Maybe I can consider not ruining you."
Ruan Lie was slightly stunned, then he sneered and said, "My senior brother hasn't fought with anyone for many years!"
"And what he hates the most is the people of Daxia. How could he know you?"
"Boy, you have to pretend to be better."
"Use my senior brother to scare me? You're thinking about it and it's nothing!"
After the words came to an end, Ruan Lie flipped his right hand and now there was a scarecrow in his hand.
He muttered something to Ye Hao, and then he suddenly twisted the scarecrow's head off.
Invisibly, a strange force seemed to appear out of thin air, and he wanted to directly break Ye Hao's neck.
But the moment he came into contact with Ye Hao's breath, this strange power instantly dissipated into Wu.
Ye Hao's murderous aura was the most masculine in the battlefield.
This strange power belongs to the extremely yin thing and naturally has no effect on him.
"The branch of Feng Shui."
Ye Hao looked at this scene with a look of interest.
"The ancestors of your Nanyang wizard lineage seem to be carpenters."
"This is the technique used in the second half of Luban's Technique, right?"
Ruan Lie was slightly stunned, then said angrily: "Your ancestors are carpenters!"
"The origin of our Nanyang wizard lineage is the legendary great witch god!"
"You deserve to die if you insult my Nanyang wizard lineage!"