"Whoosh!"
The two black-robed men, who were disrupted by the Itching Powder, were directly swept into the sky by Feicui's storm.
Meanwhile, Chen Fan himself couldn't stand the itch, and he took out the antidote that he had placed in his pocket earlier and swallowed it down.
As soon as he swallowed the antidote, before seeing its effects, Chen Fan forcibly endured the itch and stuffed another tube of antidote into Ye Hao's hand.
This Itching Powder...
It's even more terrifying than the information indicated!
Chen Fan had only grabbed a handful and let Feicui blow it out with the storm. It felt like ten thousand ants had entered his body, biting and tearing everywhere!
That feeling was so unbearable that he wanted to peel off his own skin!
Last time, when Chen Fan dealt with the black-robed men at Ten Thousand Beast Mountain, he had already taken the antidote beforehand, so he didn't feel anything.
But this time, he truly experienced the power of the Itching Powder.