"This ...... This is a fourth-order fierce beast, an ice-scaled python?" After a long pause, Wu Shankou burst out with such a sentence. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Like...... It seems to be! Let's stop chasing, it's important to escape!" Xu Liang said with trembling thighs.

Saying that, the two of them couldn't care about chasing Zhao Bodhi and the others anymore, and retreated back from the same way. The Ice Scale Python was a fourth-order fierce beast, equivalent to the strength of the Cave Heaven Realm, which was completely beyond the reach of the two of them.

With a roar, the Ice Scale Python attacked again. In a matter of moments, an iceberg larger than before condensed from the Ice Scale Python's mouth. With her mouth open and spitting, the iceberg struck the red-robed woman who had dodged from the dust raised by the previous blow.

"Is it really a bully for this girl?"

The woman in the red dress muttered softly, and there was obviously some anger in her words.

She stood out of thin air, flipped her white slender right hand, took out a long red whip from the spirit storage ring, and whipped it towards the speeding iceberg. The whip energy was like a sword qi that slashed through the sky, splitting the iceberg in half, but it was not enough, the whip energy spread out, destroying the two halves of the iceberg from the middle.

With just one whip, he broke the iceberg blow of the ice scale python.

The woman in the red skirt didn't seem to have had enough of it, and after smashing the iceberg with a whip, she whipped the ice scale python several times in a row.

Smack!

There were a few whips on the Ice Scale Python, but the Ice Scale Python's scales were as hard as black iron, which was too hard. The whip hit the ice scale python hard, but it only left a small mark on the scales, and did not cause substantial damage to the ice scale python.

As the overlord of the Cold Valley, the Ice Scale Python has always had the only part to attack others, how can it allow others to attack it. In the blink of an eye, the Ice Scale Python entered a state of rage.

Most of the body of Baizhang burst out from the surface of the lake, and the ice-scaled python roared in the sky, and several icebergs condensed in its mouth at once.

The iceberg rotated slowly, and thunder and lightning lingered in it, snorting.

The ice-scaled python opened its mouth and spat out, and the iceberg took on a horn-twisting momentum, all of which hit the woman in the red skirt, leaving her with no way out.

"Dance of the Alluring City!"

The woman in the red skirt muttered softly, her clothes fluttered, and her figure disappeared from the spot, rushing towards the flying iceberg.

As she approached the iceberg, several figures appeared around the woman in the red skirt at the same time. These figures were dressed in red robes and armed with long whips, and looked exactly like the women in red skirts.

As the long whip of the woman in the red skirt danced, the conjured figure also moved.

The waist twisted, the lotus step was lightly tapped, and the figure was like a shock.

I heard the sound of a whip in the air, and the sound of the iceberg breaking was also remembered. By the time the sound stopped, the iceberg shattered like hail.

The woman in the red dress flew out of it, but did not stop moving.

She rushed towards the Ice Scale Python at great speed.

The ice-scaled python roared, raised its tail under the water, and swept towards the woman in the red skirt, with such speed and strength that there was a faint sound of breaking the air.

However, just as the tail was about to sweep the woman, the woman's figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

The ice-scaled python, which had no target, let out its breath on the surface of the lake, and its tail kept slapping the surface of the lake, startling wave after wave of waves.

And at this moment, a red figure suddenly appeared on the side of the ice-scaled python.

She raised the whip in her hand and flung it at the Ice Scale Python.

The long whip was drawn around the neck of the ice-scaled python, growing longer, and in the blink of an eye, it wrapped around the neck of the ice-scaled python, which was twice as thick as a bucket.

"Die!"

The cold voice of the woman in the red skirt sounded in the ears of the ice-scaled python.

She twisted her waist and turned around to hold the whip behind her back, pulling it back with all her might. I saw that the long whip was like a saw with countless sharp teeth, and in the curling, the head of the ice-scaled python was sawed off.

An ice scale python equivalent to the strength of the Cave Heaven Realm was killed by the woman.

The woman in the red skirt didn't pay attention to the dead ice-scaled python, but looked at the hole when Zhao Bodhi and the others fled with a smile.

Although the entrance to the cave had collapsed, the woman in the red dress had not diminished her interest in the slightest, "I want to see where you can escape!"