The breath of death coming from behind him shocked Xuanchen's heart, and he hurriedly jumped to the left.

The air was torn apart, and with a snort, the lion-faced butterfly's twin pincers slashed off the side of his right shoulder.

Then the missing pincers slashed hard into the ground, digging two half-foot-deep pits.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of this scene, Xuan Chen was suddenly frightened, he pulled the sleeve of his right arm, and only half of the sleeve was left.

However, he was lucky enough to avoid this attack of the lion-faced butterfly, but in exchange for the lion-faced butterfly's anger, the mane on the hideous lion's face exploded again.

"Your uncle!" Xuan Chen couldn't help but scold, this temper is too unreasonable.

The body of the lion-faced butterfly is as elegant as a ghost, at such a short distance, with the speed of the lion-faced butterfly, what else can Xuanchen dodge with the sickle and pliers next time?

But there was still no way to escape, and a tree root broke out of the ground appeared in the bushes under his feet, hiding at the bottom of the dense bushes, sinisterly and viciously tripping Xuanchen's hastily pulled toes, so Xuanchen's whole person fell forward violently.

Blessings and misfortunes do not go alone, but that's it.

Xuan Chen struggled to turn over from the bushes, holding the ground with both hands and turning back with difficulty, in his pupils, the tips of the two iron tongs were close at hand, and the light bloomed, and a touch of cold instantly swept through Xuan Chen's body.

"Woo ......" the lion-faced butterfly let out a joyful scream of catching its prey, and its pincers fell heavily.

Xuan Chen's eyes widened, his body was as petrified, and when he controlled his whole body in despair, he was already so stiff that he couldn't move. In the next scene, it seems to be a different place for the body, Xuanchen only feels that it is dark in front of him, there is no daylight, and the heart of death will die first.

But at this moment, the ring in Xuanchen's hand suddenly burst out with a strong red light, and in an instant, Xuanchen and the lion-faced butterfly were enveloped in it.

Immediately, a rusty iron sword swept out of the red light.

The rusty sword was uncontrollable, but it could dance on its own, and it was extremely sharp and fast as thunder. A sword slashed through the air, a cold light arrived first, and then two black pincers were shocked into the air, and fell far into the bushes, like throwing stones into the sea.

The sudden sound of sharpening iron, like a morning bell waking up the night, the despair in front of Xuanchen's eyes slowly cleared, only to see the lion-faced butterfly in front of him screaming miserably, looking at the rusty sword in the air was terrified, and the double pincers that were cut off and only half cut were trembling violently.

The rusty sword drew a circle in mid-air, and then fell steadily into Xuanchen's hand.

"Why are you so wasteful, a small second-order demon beast can't handle it?"

There was a mocking voice that came into Xuanchen's heart, it was the soul phantom who had a relationship that day, and lived in the rusty sword.

Xuan Chen exhaled a long breath, not very accustomed to clenching the hilt of the sword lying in the palm of his hand, and his feet staggered up with a slight sense of weakness.

Xuan Chen looked at the cross-section of the lion-faced butterfly's pair of iron tongs that were sharpened as smooth as a mirror, and his heart was shocked. The iron sword in his hand is covered in rust, giving people the impression that the knife is so blunt that I am afraid that it will be difficult to even chop vegetables, but it is actually sharp?

You must know that even if a martial artist-level thunder Xing slashed the big knife in his hand with all his might, he couldn't leave a trace on the black pincers of the lion-faced butterfly. And the rusty sword in his hand, with an understatement, slashed it off at the waist.

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At the same time, on the top of a tall tree nearby, there was a white figure looking at the scene that happened in the forest in the distance, with his hands behind his back, his face calm, as if he was strategizing, and he was in his chest.

The years have passed, and the people who have cultivated the Tao have been in the midst of hardships and ups and downs, some have reformed the old and made the new, and some have blazed a trail, all of which have evolved and grown.

This is true for people, and so are demon beasts, more and more demon beasts have been enlightened earlier, eliminating some brutal beastliness in exchange for some smart wisdom, which is for natural selection and survival of the fittest.

But it is far from being able to do second-order demon beasts to be able to play those ghost tricks more skillfully than humans, and it is really not the turn of humans to enter the mountain, it should be the demon beasts rushing down the mountain like a landslide.

Unless, unless, someone disobeys the way of heaven and gives him an initiation.

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Xuanchen slurred: "Uh...... This, this is an accident!"

"Accident?" the soul scoffed, "heh, maybe. ”

Xuan Chen's face turned red suddenly, as if he was embarrassed, "That, although you were at fault last time, but now you have become my life-saving benefactor after all, and human life is great, so I still have to tell you......

"Thank you...... Thank you!"

In the heart lake, there was the phantom villain who joked: "Yo, I thought you didn't even know how to pronounce and write the word 'thanks'." ”

Seeing that the phantom villain in the rusty sword didn't seem to appreciate it very much, Xuan Chen was a little embarrassed and added, "It's just relative." ”

The phantom villain was amused, "You kid can't do anything else, you have three or two points of strength in your mouth." ”

"Come on, you better clean up the mess in front of you first, now the carapace and pincers that the ugly and scary ghost thing relies on are gone, which is equivalent to being scrapped, and the soul is even more frightened by the uncle, almost crumbling, it is already a state full of holes, if you can't do it, you might as well raise your sword and kill yourself." ”

After saying that, the breath of the phantom villain, who called himself the "Sword Spirit", calmed down again, and it seemed that it didn't plan to take care of the food, drink, and Lazar, and even helped wipe its ass clean.

Xuanchen held the sword, the tip of the sword went down, slowly moving forward, the blade of the rusty sword swept through, as if blowing hair and breaking hair, clusters of shrubs were broken into two pieces, stuck between the branches, horizontal and vertical, uneven.

"My father once taught me a style of swordsmanship, but I haven't practiced it for a long time, and I only often recall and review it in my mind, and I don't know if I can still use it now. Xuan Chen said in a deep voice, thinking of that man, his biological father, this was the only volume of martial arts he had ever taught him.

Xuan Chen had practiced this volume of martial arts diligently, because he was looking forward to the day when Xuan Yi returned from a long trip, and he would definitely be extremely happy to see that he had cultivated this volume of martial arts to perfection. It's just a child's simple wish, and it ends in nothing.

Xuan Chen could have used the Iron Mountain Fist, which was already at ease, to make the final finish, because after all, the volume of martial arts that Xuan Yi taught him had not been practiced for five years, and he had long been unfamiliar.

But now he had a sword in his hand, a rusty sword that was as sharp as clay, so he could give it a try.

Success or defeat, the sword has been sealed for a long time, and it is waiting to be released.

The lion-faced butterfly stepped backwards as it felt a slash begin to condense on top of the rusty sword in the boy's hand.

"Seeking the Heaven Chapter Inferior Martial Arts, Wind Killing Sword!"

The aura in Xuanchen's body was instantly emptied, and it was really used to kill the enemy, Fang Xiao Xuntian's consumption of the heaven-grade martial arts was terrifying, with Xuanchen's current state, just wanting to use one-tenth of the power of the heaven-seeking martial arts called "Wind Killing Sword" was quite reluctant, and he almost gave up halfway because of the lack of spiritual energy.

On the blade of the rusty sword, a whirlwind of drums swirled up, like an invisible sharp blade, twisting the surrounding bushes into countless fragments.

The rusty sword shook, and Xuanchen's figure shot away like an arrow from the string.

A cold light pierced directly through the lion-faced butterfly's body.

When he saw Xuanchen again, he had one person and one sword, and he had already appeared behind the lion-faced butterfly.

The lion-faced butterfly's eyes are wide open, hissing in the sky, and its pupils are dilated. In the abdomen, a long and narrow black hole ran through it, and it flowed out wildly.

The killing momentum dissipated, Xuan Chen's body shook, his mind was dizzy, his physical strength and aura were almost exhausted, he only felt that his whole body was filled with a sense of powerlessness, and he plunged the rusty sword into the ground to stabilize his crumbling body.

And on the rusty sword, there is still nothing but rust, and there is no blood.

"Bang!"

The body of the lionface butterfly smashed to the ground, green blood trickling from the wound. This time, it's really dead.

Xuan Chen didn't rush to disembowel the Lion-Faced Butterfly and check whether the Lion-faced Butterfly had the second-order water-based demon core they needed for this trip. After all, after paying such a huge price this time, if you get nothing, you will not feel good in your heart. But compared to this, Xuanchen still cares more about Xiao Zhen's situation at the moment.

Xuanchen walked slowly out of the jungle with his rusty sword. When the few members of the group who were so frightened that they seemed to have resigned themselves to their fate and were waiting to be killed, they were all shocked when they suddenly saw the weak young man walking out of the jungle with a rusty sword.

He ...... Did he survive?"

"Where is the lion-faced butterfly, where is the lion-faced butterfly?!"

"Will he ...... Did you kill the lion-faced butterfly?"

"Impossible, right?!"

Xuan Chen glanced at them and said, "Don't worry, the lion-faced butterfly is dead, and we are safe for the time being." ”

Xuan Chen did not feel resentful because of their previous inaction, the situation at that time, it was difficult to guarantee that anyone could remain calm, let alone have the courage to lift the knife and break the net with the lion-faced butterfly.

If it weren't for the sword spirit at the last critical moment, Xuan Chen would have actually accepted the reality of death a long time ago. Xuan Chen deeply understands how powerful that desperate force is, since he is like this, why should he ask others to do better.

"He actually killed the lion-faced butterfly!"

"He's only a Qi Spirit Realm, how can it be?!"

A few people couldn't believe it, but after thinking about it, since the boy was able to walk back unharmed, what else could it be besides the lion-faced butterfly being dead?

"Can you do me a favor?" Xuan Chen shouted to the men.

Both father and Bai Xuan warned themselves that they must keep the secrets in the ring secret, and after this turmoil, Xuanchen is even more certain, in the future, these things may become his strongest killer weapon, since this is the case, he must be even more tight-lipped.

So how the few people in front of them guess is their business.

Besides, it is indeed not himself who killed the lion-faced butterfly. This is also why Xuanchen said to those people before, "The lion-faced butterfly is dead", instead of "I killed the lion-faced butterfly".

No matter how you think about it, you don't have a reason to tell them the truth.

"Huh?" the crowd looked puzzled.

"You should have healing medicine on you, right?" Xuan Chen said.

"Yes, yes. They finally came to their senses, and were so ashamed that they almost wanted to bury their heads in the ground, and they had lost their share in front of a child.

A few people helped Xiao Zhen and the five of them to lie down on a flat and soft lawn not far away, bandaged their wounds, and fed them some healing medicine.

Soon, the five of them came to their senses one after another.

"Chen'er. Xiao Zhen called weakly.

"Father, how are you feeling?" asked Xuanchen.

"Much better, no big deal. Xiao Zhen smiled, and then asked, "What about the beast?"

"It's dead. Xuanchen said,

"Dead? Did the Mo family find out about this and help?" Xiao Zhen asked.

A person next to him trembled and took the lead in speaking: "Yes, it was your child who killed the lion-faced butterfly." Brother Xiao, you are really blessed, your child, very amazing. ”

"What?!" regained some strength, Xiao Zhen and the five of them all exclaimed.

Xuan Chen scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, at that time, the lion-faced butterfly was already at the end of the strong crossbow, you see that the belly armor of the lion-faced butterfly was pierced by the head of Lei Xing, and it looked very majestic, but in fact, it was just strong on the outside." Later, it came after me, and whoever wanted to chase after me was almost gone, so I picked up a bargain. ”

"No matter what, my son, it's all good!" Xiao Zhen patted Xuanchen's shoulder with relief, "It's not hurt, don't say anything, I don't believe it." ”

"It's just that I'm running too fast, the aura consumption is a bit large, the emptiness in the body is a little dizzy, and there is nothing wrong with the rest. ”

Lei Xing on the side glanced at Xuan Chen deeply, but didn't say anything.

"Is there a demon core in the lion-faced butterfly?" asked Lei Li.

"The situation is urgent, so I didn't rush to check. Xuan Chen replied.

"It's okay, let's go check it out when we're almost recovered. Lei Xing said, "I hope the luck won't be too bad......"

"Don't bother you, I've already checked it for you. You're in luck. In the jungle, the three figures walked out leisurely, and the young man led by them was holding an azure diamond-shaped demon core in his hand.

"Mu Chopper!" Xuan Chen stared at the sinister and vicious face that he would never forget, and gritted his teeth and said coldly.

"Captain Lei Xing, everyone, don't come unharmed. Mu Shusheng smiled playfully and slowly walked towards everyone, walking side by side with him, Mu Zhan, who also appeared in the Xiao family last time, and a middle-aged man.

"It turns out that Mu Xiang is also there, no wonder your kid has no fear. Lei Xing looked at the middle-aged man behind Mu Shusheng and said.

"Mu Xiang?" Xuan Chen had heard of this name.

It is the second elder of the Mu family, second only to the head of the Mu family and the great elder of the Mu family, and it is a fourth-rank martial artist level, three ranks higher than Lei Xing.

"Leader Lei Xing, it doesn't seem like you're doing well?" Mu Xiangyin said with a smile.

"I can't bother you with it!" Lei Xing said with disdain, "It's really a weasel giving a New Year's greeting to a chicken!"

Mu Shusheng smiled and said, "Just now we passed by here, and I didn't expect to meet a lion-faced butterfly that was still hanging on its breath, so I made up for it. We haven't found anything assigned by Master Ji, but I hope a second-order water system demon core can make up for it. ”

"Your Mu family, will only do such things that take advantage of people's danger?" Lei Xing gritted his teeth and said sharply, the demon core obtained by himself and others who almost risked death was actually taken by the Mu family, not only everyone's blood was shed in vain, but it was also a great shame for the entire Lei Zhan mercenary group. Rao is no matter how good his mood is, he can't help but want to scold these people's pigs and dogs!

"Since Captain Lei Xing has said this, the juniors will also be open and honest. If the Thunder War Mercenary Group didn't stop me last time, the Mu family would have chosen to sit back and watch this time, helpless, but now it's hard to recover. Mu Shusheng joked.

"Net is talking nonsense. Lei Li on the side said coldly, the mouths of these people in the Xinmu family, he might as well believe that the lion-faced butterfly came back to life by himself, and dug out his demon core with a pincer and sent it to a few of them.

"Heh, Deputy Head Lei Li is still as anxious as ever. Mu Qisheng said disapprerovingly, and looked at Xuanchen again, "Boy, I heard that you took shit luck, stepped into the martial realm again, and injured Mu Hai, and came to Yaobei City for five years, and you finally did something that is not so much like waste." ”

"Not only Muhai, but what I said that day is still counting, you can come and try the truth. Xuanchen said.

"It's still the same sharp-toothed. Mu Shusheng stepped forward, "But you are all wasted, crippled, and there are a few shrimp soldiers and crab generals left, heh, it's really not that Young Master Ben squints at people, it's really not enough to look at it." ”

The middle-aged man beside Mu Qisheng was a little impatient and said, "Okay, don't talk nonsense with them, send them on the road as soon as possible." ”

After speaking, Mu Xiang strode over towards Xuanchen and the others, and the crimson fire spiritual power in his hand surged out, and above his head, a flame lion phantom faintly appeared, "The scenery of the Demon Beast Mountain Range is really good, you don't lose if you die here." ”

"Mu Family's Heart Method, Seeking the Heaven Chapter, Flame Lion Might?" Lei Xing's eyes were both shocked and envious, what was shocked was Mu Xiang's strength, with their current state, they were powerless to parry, almost a dead end, and what they were envious of was Mu Xiang's practice of Seeking Heaven and Seeking Heaven.

The preciousness of the mental method is even slightly better than that of martial arts, and it is directly related to the flow of spiritual power in the dantian qi sea, and the expansion of spiritual power reserves. A good mental method not only has a far better spiritual power circulation efficiency than ordinary low-level mental methods, but at the same time, under the same realm, the spiritual power of the dantian qi sea is rich and pure, and it is far beyond the former.

It is not easy to become a martial artist-level Lei Xing, but the mental cultivation method so far is only the upper grade level of the cloud opening chapter, compared to the Heaven Seeking Chapter, it seems to be just a product of self-examination, but in fact, it is far away.

But now, the coveted method of seeking the heavens is close at hand, but it has become a sharp weapon used by the enemy to erase himself and others.

Is this Demon Beast Mountain Range really going to be the burial place for himself and the others? Lei Xing looked up at the clear blue sky, full of powerlessness. Misfortune and fortune, I firmly believe that God rewards hard work, and finally finally reached the realm of martial arts, thinking that I could lead the mercenary group to shine better, who would think, only took a few steps, and walked to the edge of the cliff again.

"Hey, are you still there?" Xuan Chen reached into the ring with his telekinesis and called out to the rusty sword, but there was no response.

Xuanchen can only hope that the sword spirit can strike again, although it is not clear its true strength, but from the pair of pincers that easily cut off the lion-faced butterfly with that sword, it must not be too bad. Hope to resolve the current situation.

The white figure appeared in front of Xuanchen's eyes again, but after thinking about it, how could the teacher he forcibly recognized be following behind his ass and looking at him like an old hen guarding her cubs.

It's really called that the heavens should not be, and the earth is not spiritual, it seems that it is really a dead end.