As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

Sikong Wuyuan stared blankly.

This was the first time he had seen a monster turn into someone so similar.

Jiang Ming quickly arrived in front of Scarface and slashed the scarface's face with a chopper.

"You deserve it."

He cursed and secretly took Scarface's dagger in his hand.

He was about to continue attacking, but his body couldn't control himself and fell down.

The legs are numb and the body is curled up.

He didn't know what was wrong with him for a moment.

This gave Scarface a chance. He felt strong pain and kicked Jiang Ming out.

Jiang Ming felt like he was flying out, and he used his last bit of strength to stand firm.

Sikong Wuyuan noticed the other party's condition and stepped forward with concern.

"Your Highness the Savior, what's wrong with you? Something seems wrong with you."

Jiang Ming touched his leg and looked calm.

"I have no feeling in my legs. I guess I was poisoned."

"Scarface got poison?"

Sikong Wuyuan became nervous.

Scarface quietly arrived behind Jiang Ming. Jiang Ming felt the cool wind and quickly turned his head back.

Sikong Wuyuan clenched his fist and hit Scarface.

Scarface didn't treat the wound, and his face was already dripping with blood.

He stepped back, and when the people around him weren't paying attention, he stepped forward and wanted to stab Jiang Ming in the face.

At the moment when he rushed towards the opponent, he touched the dagger on his waist, but found that it was missing.

Jiang Ming then took out Scarface's dagger and cut him again in the face.

This time, the scarred man's eye was also cut, and an eyeball was thrown out.

The painful shouts could no longer relieve his pain, and he started killing randomly, leaving the spiritual power in his hands at will.

This is just crazy.

Jiang Ming frowned and motioned to Sikong Wu Yuan to take him away first.

The poison in his body has not been cured yet, so he should not continue fighting. Those people were tortured to death by Scarface, Jiang Ming and Sikong Wuyuan watched coldly.

Nowadays, these people should be suffering.

A wallflower never deserves forgiveness.

After arriving at a safe place, Jiang Ming began to check his body.

The poison had already penetrated deep into the soles of his feet. He gathered the spiritual power in his body and forced the poison out in an instant.

Sikong Wuyuan took out the bottle from his pocket and said, "These are pills for self-cultivation. Take one and you will get better quickly."

"Thank you."

Jiang Ming ate it without hesitation and stood up again.

"Now, it's time for us to settle accounts with Scarface."

Sikong Wuyuan patted the dirt on his body with a stern expression.

This Scarface shouldn't be alive.

Scarface had already regained his composure and was meditating to heal his wounds.

As the condition of his eyeballs gradually stabilized, he tore off a piece of cloth and wrapped it around his eyes.

Feeling that Sikong Wuyuan and Jiang Ming were coming, he stood up and said coldly: "You guys arrived very quickly. The poison was cured so quickly."

He knew some medical skills and could easily see Jiang Ming's condition.

"It's time for you to hand over your life."

Jiang Ming stood up, opened his five claws, and his spiritual power surged in front of Scarface.

"It is impossible to die in this life."

A third eye appeared on Scarface's forehead, and the eye glowed with light.

A staircase suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Ming and Sikong Wuyuan.

There are many steps and there are petals of different colors on them.

Scarface had disappeared, leaving only his voice.

"If you want to kill me, you must walk up the eighteen steps."

"Each staircase has different spiritual pressure. I wish you good luck!"

Jiang Ming looked up.

They could only see part of the stairs, the ones behind them were covered by clouds.

Sikong Wuyuan didn't think there was anything powerful about this scarred face, so he sneered and said, "Isn't this nothing more than a few steps?"

He lifted his feet and walked four steps.

However, when he reached the fifth step, he felt heavy in his chest and began to sweat on his forehead.

"How are you?"

Jiang Ming quickly followed.

Sikong Wuyuan fought alongside him.

No matter what, he couldn't let the other person get hurt.

Sikong Wuyuan raised his hand and said bravely: "I'm fine, I can continue walking up."

Jiang Ming opened his mouth, but after all, he didn't say the next words.

He went up with Sikong Wuyuan.

Arriving at the ninth step, Sikong Wuyuan began to cough, and his life was rapidly draining away.

Jiang Ming was safe and sound and helped him down the stairs.

At this time, the petals turned into thorns. Sikong Wuyuan was startled and went down a few more steps.

Jiang Ming did not see this scene, but noticed that the other party's feet were bleeding.

He tore a piece of cloth.

"Just bandage it and wait for me here. I will solve it quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, he started running.

"Your Highness the Savior."

Sikong Wuyuan was unwilling to give in and wanted to be with Jiang Ming, but he also knew his own strength and could only sigh.

"well."

Good luck to you, Your Highness the Savior.

Jiang Ming soon reached the top of the stairs and saw Scarface.

Scarface pursed his lips and whispered: "I didn't expect you to be able to come up so easily."

Thinking of Sikong Wuyuan's state, Jiang Ming pretended to be provocative and said, "Your eighteen steps are not that good either."

"Oh, that's because you are an alien."

Scarface's mouth was filled with acid.

This was the first time he had seen someone who could easily climb so many stairs.

If he were an old man older than Gubai, he would still be able to calm down.

But the other party was such a young and handsome guy, so he felt a little unbalanced.

This is really too much to deceive. He has been practicing for so many years but he still doesn’t have such divine power. Why does this kid have such power?

"What? Are you envious and jealous now? Your level is quite low."

Jiang Ming responded to Scarface, and when Scarface wasn't paying attention, he put the knife directly against Scarface's neck.

Scarface felt it, but did not make any move. Instead, he continued: "Kill me if you have the ability. See if you can kill me."

"I know this is your shadow."

Jiang Ming let go of Scarface and threw the dagger in one direction.

The shadow disappeared instantly, and Scarface's true body also appeared in front of Jiang Ming.

At the same time, Sikong Wuyuan came up in one breath, his body already covered with scars.

When he reached the top, he couldn't hold on anymore and fell directly to the ground.

Scarface's strength suddenly increased greatly.

He burst out laughing and said, "Finally, someone is here to sacrifice."

Sikong Wuyuan realized something and tried to condense the spiritual power in his body, but he couldn't do it.

"You loser!"

Scarface mocked unceremoniously.

"This...what on earth is going on?"

Sikong Wuyuan frowned, his heart trembling.

Jiang Ming was furious and slapped the other person on the chest.

He punched the opponent more than ten times in a row, causing the opponent to bleed.

Scarface wanted to fight back, but couldn't. (End of chapter)