What's the meaning?

Elder Yaomu stood there absent-mindedly, looking at Xiao Pojun with a blank expression on his face, and opened his mouth, but could not say a word no matter what.

The moment I saw Xiao Pojun laughing out loud.

Not only Elder Yaomu, but more than a dozen people in the hall also slowly closed their eyes, and a trace of thought kept echoing in their hearts.

‘I’m afraid this guy is right!’

At the same time, the feeling in my heart was complicated. Although Su Xuan was right, the reputation and face accumulated by Elder Yaomu throughout his life might have been lost today.

At this time, Xiao Pojun spoke.

He sighed:

"I just told you about the reason for my injury, and I told you how to find a corresponding solution on the contrary. In fact, I secretly made a secret trick and deliberately said that my internal injuries were injured by a Yin Python."

"I just want to see you, but some people recognize you."

Someone asked in confusion: "Mr. Xiao, what does it mean?"

Everyone looked at Su Xuan subconsciously, and saw him standing tall, as if no one was around, still the same as before, but now no one dared to underestimate him any more.

Xiao Potao said, "My injuries are indeed related to the trip to Yintan. But they are not injured by Yinpython. Yinpython is extremely fierce, and its hard scales are hard to break even pistols and bullets. But after all, it is a beast. How can wisdom be higher?"

"The one who really hurt me and died was the one who walked with us. After killing the Yin Python. He took advantage of the fact that I went to the Hantan to pick the Hanyu Ice Flame Lotus, and he killed people without any warning and planned to take them all."

"I and the other person were killed and injured. Although I brought back the Hanyu Ice Flame Lotus, I was injured by his Ice Fierce Qi. From then on, the Han Ice Fierce Qi was like a maggot on the tars bone and it was difficult to eradicate. The higher the cultivation level, the harder the injury to recover."

"The frost and yin energy of the Yin Python is very similar to the ice energy that the man cultivates. It is difficult for you to tell it out for a while, so it cannot represent anything."

After Xiao Potao finished speaking, everyone was in a state of dismay.

Elder Yaomu's body trembled, his eyes were already blood red. He had promised himself just now. If Su Xuan could say it, he would put the needles and close the furnace. From then on, the hidden Medicine God Valley will never take another step in his life.

"Boy, how dare you insult me?"

Elder Yaomu's eyes were gloomy and he gritted his teeth and looked at Su Xuan.

Su Xuan sneered: "Master Yaomu, if you do something wrong, you will do something wrong. You are the one who swore in public just now. Now I am right, you are embarrassed by your own skills, and you still want to put all of this on me?"

Xiao Pojun frowned and said, "Elder Yaomu, listen to me!"

Yao Mu was already furious, with dangerous light flashing in his eyes. His lifelong reputation was destroyed here today, and he instantly became murderous. He usually had a hot temper and arrogant personality, so how could he accept that he lost to a junior?

Now, even the others frowned secretly.

He thought that Elder Yaomu lost to a junior and wanted to kill someone, but he had no demeanor. Even if he was discouraged by killing this person today, he would not have any image of a master in his heart in the future. When it comes to him, everyone would only say that he was narrow-minded and could not deserve the word "master".

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Elder Yaomu shook his sleeves.

A few cold lights squirted across the void and shot into the air at several major life acupoints on Su Xuan's body. Those with sharp eyes immediately discovered that the so-called cold light was actually a few silver needles used for practicing medicine. They were stimulated with thick internal strength and could kill people from dozens of meters away.

"Nine needles against the sun?"

Someone recognized Elder Yaomu's method, his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed in his mouth.

The Nine Needles of Niyang inherited the ancient medical immortal lineage. It is rumored that a magical realm of medical skills and martial arts was created a thousand years ago. This person uses acupuncture as a soldier. Those who rebel against Yang are born, and those who turn down Yang die. Simply put, it is the killing magic power extended from the art of medical people.

Elder Yaomu suddenly started to kill people without any mercy.

Several senior executives of the Xiao family were full of energy and were about to take action to block Yao Muhan's rage attack for Su Xuan.

"snort!"

Su Xuan's eyes were covered in coldness.

He said disdainfully: "As a noble person in Medicine God Valley, he has no demeanor at all. Today I just stood up and said a few words, and you just want to kill someone. In my opinion, what a bullshit medical immortal master is just a native chicken and a tile dog."

Yaomu was furious and his murderous intent rose by three points in his eyes.

Everyone else shook their heads and sighed, and the image of Yaomu fell to the bottom of their hearts. Such people are not worthy of their morals, and I am afraid that those who were rescued by him in the past would have paid an unknown price.

Su Xuan stood there without any intention of avoiding it.

Even Xiao Pojun frowned and said, "Mr.!"

The silver needle broke through the air, and the cold light shone. When it was about to shoot into Su Xuan's body, Su Xuan suddenly looked up and smiled, and said lightly: "Just relying on your little tricks, can you also work with me?"

Su Xuan said.

He turned his head and looked at a pair of silver needles on the table, grabbed them gently from the air, and said calmly: "Borrow silver needles and use them!"

Next, in everyone's stunned expression, the silver needle on the table seemed to be pulled out of thin air by some force, and instantly shot into the medicine wood.

"Damn!"

"He will also have nine shots against the sun?"

Everyone opened their mouths wide and saw Su Xuan raising his hand and flying needles lightly. Why is it more lightweight than Yaomu activates internal strength and stimulates flying needles?

"The Nine Needles of Niyang inherited the ancient medical immortal lineage. Only the Medicine God Valley can understand it. It is regarded as the Grain Sword God Needle. How could this person understand it?"

Someone insiders spoke tremblingly.

‘Smack!’

The silver needle hit the air, shattering inch by inch.

Elder Yaomu angrily opened his eyes: "How could you understand the art of the Medicine God Valley Medical Immortals? You must have secretly learned the inheritance of the Medicine God Valley. Today I will capture you back to the Medicine God Valley and ask questions carefully."

Flip the sleeves between the hands.

Elder Yaomu had six sleeves in total and performed six styles.

There are nine styles in the Nine Needles of the Sun. The power of each style is like a superposition of waves, continuous and overwhelming.

Su Xuan also followed the six styles.

You should know that Elder Yaomu spent decades walking, sitting and lying down every day to practice this ancient medical and immortal art. He is still barely able to break the eighth style. He is rampant in the world and is full of ambition.

But soon, when Elder Yaomu saw Su Xuan performing the eight styles of the Yang Dynasty in a row, his eyes were shocked.

In everyone's sight, the Xiao family hall was shining with silver light, which was almost impossible to see clearly with the naked eye. Everyone retreated to the surroundings and looked in horror.

When Elder Yaomu arrived in the eighth pose, his body was full of strong internal strength, and he had been completely exhausted, his legs trembled, and his body was almost full of energy.

‘Smack!’

Su Xuanyun was calm and light, and raised his hand and waved it.

Elder Mu tried his best to break through the eighth form he performed instantly, and he did not enter the first ten steps of Su Xuan from beginning to end.

Su Xuan continued.

The ninth style of the Golden Needle of the Reverse Yang!

"No!"

Elder Yaomu looked desperate and screamed in his mouth.

'boom!'

More than a dozen silver needles came in from Elder Yaomu and came out from behind, and they vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Nine Needles of the Anti-Yang, the Ninth Style?"

Everyone present suddenly shrank, and they couldn't help but jumped up from the ground in shock.

However, the next moment.

Su Xuan raised his hand again.
Chapter completed!