Chapter One Hundred and Four: The Demon Ant Returns

"Die!" The woman's body was as light as a swallow, her steps followed the wind, and she was holding a three-foot-six-inch sword, the tip of the sword flashed with sharp light, piercing the night sky and stabbing straight in.

Seeing this, his eyes are like eagle's eyes, sharp and unstoppable. The tip of the sword was in two blinks of an eye, and it was close to the throat, and the body suddenly moved, like a white tiger attacking, breaking out in an instant, kicking his footsteps, the gray sand raised, and a pair of eagle hands reached out in the sideways.

Seeing this, the woman pulled out, and the long sword slashed across the night sky again in the defense, like flowing water, and the cold light shot out.

The footsteps exploded in an inch, Xiaoyao's whole body was boiling, his hands were like rocks, and he pressed towards her again.

The light of the long sword, like the wind and the shadow, the long sword in the woman's hand is like a dance, elegantly killing step by step, straight stab, back stab, reflexive stab, all in one go.

Waist and arms are a line of sky, one move after another, her sword moves have been elegant, there are not too many fancy, every move is like a rose flying, the fragrance is full of stingers, and she dies when she smells it.

"This woman is so powerful!" Xiaoyao continued to receive moves, and gradually began to struggle, his mountain village Yefu's move was already short at this time, and he could only desperately burst out more powerful qi and blood, use more explosive power, and follow the moment she waved.

"Plum blossom line!" The woman shouted softly, and a sword move broke through the air, the tip of the sword was like a shadow, like a plum blossom rising, and it penetrated the night in an instant, and was in front of Xiaoyao.

Lingyue turned his waist and stepped up step by step, and the joy was like a thunderstorm, and in the dodge, eighteen kinds of swings.

On the side of the blade, a corner of the sword was cut between the reversal of the wrist, and the posture moved again, and a trace of black hair fell.

Narrowly distanced in the danger, looking at the missing piece of his sleeve, his heart was also cold, if he was a step slower, it was estimated that it would be this hand that was gone.

"Girl, if you fight back with the sword, I'm really welcome. "The ultimatum was given.

The long sword stood on his chest, and two jade fingers were against the tip of the sword, and the woman said: "You go, the things belong to me, otherwise we will meet in life and death!"

"Hey, it seems that it is really negotiable!" Xiaoyao probed his hand, and was about to draw his spear, but his pupils suddenly opened, and a large black shadow appeared behind the woman.

"Girl, be careful!" a cry of surprise echoed through the forest.

The woman also seemed to be aware of it, twisted her ankles like butterflies, and turned to defend her sword.

In the blink of an eye, the woman seemed to be crushed by a huge force, and her steps retreated again and again, and she fell to the ground in the tumbling, leaving a trace.

This huge figure is the demon ant that left before, and it looks a little in a bad mood at this time, and its six legs are trampling on the ground, shaking the surface out of cracks.

"Demon ants!" Xiaoyao also trembled in his heart, and the main lord returned. Last time, there were so many people, and a half-crippled demon beast had never been made, let alone a demon beast in its heyday, so it was impossible to steal chickens and rice.

The demon ant was furious, his whole body was swinging, and a pair of fist-sized eyes stared directly at the woman. The six-legged stepped forward one after the other, and the invisible pressure made the insects in the vicinity stop chirping.

"Ahem!" a wisp of blood slowly flowed down the woman's mouth, and she got up, clenched her long sword, and stepped back step by step, guarding against its sudden attack.

A drop of dew, dripping from the green leaves in the sky, smashed to the ground. The demon ant was faster than a gust of wind, and the black shadow flew and smashed towards the thief in front of him.

The earth is shaking, the black cracks are spreading, and the earth is setting up uneven zou lines, which is a manifestation of power to the extreme.

It missed, but it missed. Although the woman's sword move is good, but the disparity in strength level is irreparable, it is not the enemy of one move at all, flying sideways again, this time it is more serious than the previous injury, when her back hits the ancient tree, you can hear a clicking sound, it is the sound of broken bones.

"Girl, you throw the green mist flower over. Xiaoyao shouted.

The woman struggled to get up, but she did not do what she wanted, but turned around and ran, her figure was like a ghost in the forest, with the help of ancient trees, branches one by one, jumping up and falling one by one.

The demon ant shook its head, and directly rushed forward brutally, this ancient tree in front of it, as if there was nothing, directly and violently broken, not only did not decrease, but the faster it became.

Xiaoyao followed, even if it was a big risk, he was willing to try it, because this was his purpose, and if he really missed it, he might not have another chance.

The three figures were constantly shuttling through the forest, the darkness of the night could not block their vision, as a cultivator, to a certain extent, it was not the eyes, but the spiritual sense, but the sense of the surroundings.

Click!

One by one, the trunks of the trees broke off in response, and many of the trees were also frightened in some way, and they scattered in all directions. The woman's speed is very fast, every jump is a big shift, and many of the thin stems are broken after her foot, and it can be seen that the power of her toes is even more ferocious.

The demon ant, although it is not bouncing, but it has six legs, and its strength as a demon beast is much stronger than the average mountain-moving master, and the black figure is like an arrow off the string, turning into a flow through the Yang.

"I swear that when I go back, I must learn the light skills and learn the method. The tongue was exposed, and the whole person was running at high speed.

"True blood, butterfly dance!" The woman glanced at the huge black shadow following behind her, and directly used her death technique, but this time it was not a life-and-death struggle, but a race against time.

She became lighter and lighter in the extreme speed and leap, and her two arms were also swinging with the wind, like a butterfly fanning its wings, and her speed exploded directly, and she suddenly opened up a distance.

The demon ant shook the earth with six legs, crashing into the towering tree, and at this moment it actually stretched out two legs from under its abdomen, and rubbed wildly alternately in an eight-legged posture, leaving only bursts of gravel and bursts of wolf smoke.

"You have the ability to slow down for me!" Xiaoyao felt that his lungs were running painfully, and his blood rushed straight to the big spine, and finally poured into his legs, but it was not enough.

"True blood, ten thousand defeats!" a low murmur, the momentum rose sharply, and the blood and qi surged even more wildly, step after step, one after another.

The time of a stick of incense is fleeting.

A loud roar like the ringing of a morning bell did not stop for a long time in front of her, and the woman in the gallop had a pale face, glanced at the demon ant that was only ten steps away from her, and even more gritted her teeth and increased her speed again.

The demon ant could see that it was getting more and more angry, and the ancient trees around it some distance away were all broken by it, and finally a burly figure faster than it blocked its way, this is a leopard covered with yellow and red stripes, and it is also a leopard demon.

It opened its mouth wide and roared like a king at the demon ant, and the heavy gasps between its snorts continued, as if to warn it.

The irascible demon ant also quieted down at this moment, stopped his belly and eight legs, and glanced at him with two fist-like black eyes, and then looked at the woman who was a lot of distance away.

A strange scream, the demon ant seemed to have no chance to catch up, the pitch-black mouth, an inexplicable energy between heaven and earth was surging, a ball of energy gathered by the dark primordial qi, constantly expanding in its mouth, and finally spewed out by it.