Mental energy assassination

The grey poisonous snake was around 3 inches long and it was just slightly thicker than a thumb. The power contained in the snake twisting could easily kill a cultivator at the 1st Sky, but Zhao Feng’s fingers were like iron as they clamped over the snake.

“Kill it… Not good! I’m poisoned!”

Quan Chen’s face was green as he sat on the ground, trying to force the poison out.

Both Lin Fan and Ran Xiaoyuan looked at Zhao Feng weirdly. The snake was silent and it had merged with its surroundings - even Quan Chen had been bitten and even though the latter may have been careless due to tiredness, the snake’s deadliness could still be seen.

But Zhao Feng seemed like he already had his guard to catch the snake so easily. Lin Fan was even suspicious that Zhao Feng already knew that the snake was there, but he didn’t warn Quan Chen on purpose.