"Jie Jie Jie..." Not long after Zhang Yi fell asleep, he was awakened by a burst of creepy laughter.

"Who?"

Zhang Yi was taken aback. He suddenly turned over and looked towards the balcony subconsciously.

This strange sinister laughter sounded in his ears. What surprised Zhang Yi was that he couldn't find the direction of the source of the sound.

You must know that Zhang Yi's current cultivation level is no longer what it used to be. The other party's ability to cover up the source of the sound shows that the other party is not simple. This made Zhang Yi instantly vigilant.

"Jie Jie Jie, are you curious where I am?"

That weird sinister laughter sounded again.

This time, the sinister laughter came from outside the balcony.

Phew...Zhang Yi's figure flashed suddenly and rushed out of the balcony.

His eyes looked around and finally landed on a figure in the courtyard.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Yi stared at the figure with a wary face.

This is an old man wearing linen clothes. He wears a bamboo hat and a wine gourd hanging around his waist. He looks like a beggar begging for food, which also gives people a very gloomy feeling.

"Haha, it's easy to say, people in the world call me the Poison Saint!"

The old man smiled very strangely. He smiled arrogantly and said: "I got the news that the Yin Yang Jade Pendant is in your hand?"

Poison Saint?

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yi's face suddenly darkened.

According to what the dead eunuch Liao Qianyu said, the rumored Poison Saint is one of the eight great gods.

The Poison Saint, whose real name is Ye Xuan, is codenamed the Poisoner.

There are rumors in the world that the Poison Saint is active in the ancient territory and is an elder of the Poison Sect. He has been dormant in the martial arts world for many years.

Poison Saint's ability to use poison has few rivals in the world today.

Even the Poison Lord, whose name is resounding throughout the martial arts world, is nothing compared to him.

Regardless of their ability to use poison or their own cultivation level, Poison Master and Poison Saint are not opponents of the same level at all.

This shows how terrifying the Poison Saint is.

But for Zhang Yi, it still doesn't have much deterrent effect.

When it comes to fighting alone, Zhang Yi is not afraid of any of the Eight Great Gods.

Of course, if it's a group fight, that's a different matter.

A sneer gradually appeared at the corner of Zhang Yi's mouth. Since the Poison Saint came to visit him personally, he could save a lot of effort.

Then deal with the Poison Saint here! "The jade pendant is not in my hand!"

Zhang Yi sneered again and again: "Senior Poison Saint, you come to me alone, aren't you afraid of being killed by me?" "Haha, you want to kill me too?"

Ye Xuan looked disdainful and said with a sinister smile: "Although you can defeat that dead eunuch Liao Qianyu, it can only be said that you are lucky. If you meet me, you can only be considered unlucky!"

"Senior, you look very confident, right?"

Zhang Yi smiled, very coldly.

"How can I dare to show up in front of you if I don't have any confidence?"

Ye Xuan took a step forward and smiled coldly: "Hand over the jade pendant and I will spare your life!"

"As I said just now, the jade pendant is not in my hand."

"Do you think I will believe your lies?"

"Believe it or not!"

"Boy, lying is not good!"

Ye Xuan didn't believe what he said at all and sneered again and again: "I advise you to hand over the jade pendant obediently. If the other eight gods arrive, you will die miserably."

"If I leave it to you, I won't die?"

Zhang Yi asked rhetorically.

"No, no, you give me the jade pendant, and I can leave you a complete body."

Ye Xuanjie said with a strange smile.

"Haha, if I hand it over or not, I will die. Why should I hand it over to you?"

Zhang Yi was speechless.

"If you don't hand it over, you will die miserably!"

The Poison Saint said.

"It's not certain who will die!"

Zhang Yi suddenly jumped down from the balcony, stared coldly at the Poison Saint in front of him and said, "Senior, I still have to sleep. If you want to take action, then do it!"

Phew... Just when Ye Xuan was about to take action, a sound of breaking wind sounded.

The next moment.

Another figure jumped in from outside the courtyard, and the man laughed loudly: "Old Monster Poison Saint, are you too fast?

I don’t know how to wait for this poor thing.”

The person who came was an old Taoist priest with sly eyebrows and evil eyes. No matter how you looked at him, he didn't look like a good person.

This old Taoist priest is the rumored Shintoist.

"Is it you, an old pervert?"

Ye Xuan was shocked.

"Hey, you, an old monster, come here and want to eat alone, right?"

The Shintoist chuckled.

"Asshole! Am I that kind of person?"

Poison Saint angrily rebuked: "The Goddess has an order. Whoever gets the Yin-Yang Jade Pendant will be blessed by the Goddess. Aren't you tempted?"

Blessing from the Mother of God?

What the hell is this?

Zhang Yi was puzzled, but he didn't dare to let down his guard.

Now, the situation seems to be unfavorable to me.

He is not afraid of a Poison Saint.

But with an old Taoist priest in the mix, it becomes a bit difficult.

Zhang Yi stared at the Shintoist with cold eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Senior Wei, how do you call him?"

"Hehe, you are quite polite."

The Shintoist stroked his white beard and said in a very disgusting manner: "The poor Taoist comes from Dao Zong, and the Taoist name is Wuming."

"What?"

Zhang Yi was surprised, his face darkened, and he asked again with some uncertainty: "Are you the leader of the Dao Sect, Dao Wuming?"

"That's right, it's just Pindao."

The Shintoist nodded and said, then glanced at him in surprise, and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect that you little guy actually knows the name of Pindao."

Zhang Yi sneered, thinking that my memory is still fresh.

According to Aunt Lan's recollection of the past, her father's sworn brother Luo Feng died tragically at the hands of Dao Wuming.

"Old pervert, are you finished?"

Ye Xuan couldn't stand it any longer, and he said coldly: "The two of us will join forces to take down this kid, and then go back to the Goddess to claim credit and receive the reward."

"Alas, you can't touch this little guy, he's a poor fellow."

The Shintoist shouted in displeasure.

"What did you say?"

Ye Xuan glared and said to each other angrily and with murderous intent: "Old pervert, do you want to be alone?"

"Then you have wronged me."

The Shintoist looked innocent, but soon, he suddenly said in a domineering manner: "The Taoist is very fond of this little guy. If you want to take action, it's not your turn yet."

"Bastard! Do you want to fight with me?"

Ye Xuan was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

"Pindao and you are both gods, how can we fight among ourselves?"
To be continued...