A wave of terrifying energy rippled from Ye Luo's body and instantly sent all eight men flying outwards, each one flying over a dozen meters before landing on the ground and spitting blood.
"How is that possible? You didn't get poisoned?"
Hei Hu looked at Ye Luo in disbelief. The Poisonous Palms of the eight men had been soaked with innumerable poisonous insects, making them potent enough that even an expert of the Innate Realm who touched them would die instantly.
Yet the eight men's Poisonous Palms had all slammed into Ye Luo, and it was impossible for this guy to be completely unaffected.
Not to mention Hei Hu, even Du Xie's pupils shrank, revealing a hint of astonishment.
"Has no one told you that I am a peerless Divine Doctor? Trying to poison me in my presence? You lot are still too green. Strike at the same time, don't waste my time."
Ye Luo smacked his lips, his face full of disdain.
"Damn it."
