"Hmm?"
Leng Jiuyou's complexion changed, the power of the Poison God Finger made him apprehensive. In a split second, a strong momentum erupted and vented on Long Yan's body.
"Pfft."
It was as if a hammer of millions of pounds struck Long Yan's body, making him fly out like a shell. Blood spurted from his mouth, forming a blood mist that scattered downwards.
"Pfft."
At the same time, Leng Jiuyou also spat out a mouthful of black blood, his face terribly gloomy.
The power of the Poison God Finger made even the Martial God wary. With this move, Long Yan inflicted serious injuries on him.
Although the Poison God Finger couldn't really threaten him, he could only temporarily suppress its power and wouldn't be able to clear its energy in a short period of time.
Long Yan hiding such a method was beyond his expectations.
"Leng Jiuyou, the taste of the Poison God Finger isn't pleasant, is it?"
