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The unstoppable blood in the corners of his eyes and nostrils was always warning his crumbling body, but Song Ling didn't take it to heart. His purpose is to entangle the two people in the blood cocoon, and entangle the two at any cost. He believed that his good grandson would definitely be able to snatch back the ancient sword from the lowly and ignorant villager, and all he had to do was to buy his grandson the maximum time to escape.

Get the sword, melt the sword soul, and run! Qingshi, grandpa, I may not see the day when the Song family is revived. But as long as you are alive and you still have that ancient sword, the Song family will one day recast its glory!

Song Ling was suddenly arrogant. As the patriarch of a secular family, he can also fight a hundred catties of old meat to trap two dignified sea and mountain rangers and can't move, how magnificent! Song Ling suddenly burst out laughing, and the blood foam in his mouth sprayed everywhere.

"Is this old man crazy?" The cadre said in a puzzled blood cocoon. As he spoke, his left shoulder retreated slightly, his left hand bent his elbow and palm spread forward, his right hand clenched into a fist and twisted against his left palm.

A blade with a brilliant light was forcibly "pulled" out of the cadre's left palm. The entire blade was nearly five feet long, and only the majestic body of the cadre could calmly pull out such a long weapon with his hands open and closed. The entire body of the blade seems to be made of bronze, and the blade is unusually wide and thick, and the blade is double-sided like a sword, but the shape is more like a long knife, with hidden cyan wavy fine lines. Unlike common swords, this blade does not strictly resemble a sword-like gauntlet, but rather a blade that connects directly to a stem and has a rounded head at the end. This sword-like blade looks like a bronze ancient sword from the Spring and Autumn Period as a whole.

The general stood still with his body upright, his wrist and blade turning slightly.

Song Ling's face suddenly changed. He felt as if there was a huge and abnormal beast in this blood cocoon, constantly supporting the outer wall of the blood cocoon, and the power was extremely terrifying.

Can't hold it! Song Ling came to a bitter conclusion. As soon as the thought flashed, the blood cocoon was nearly tripled and finally "stabbed" and more than a dozen cracks were torn open, and then exploded everywhere.

The cadre stood proudly in front of the young man, towering and motionless like a mountain.

Song Ling staggered and shook a few times, and slowly collapsed to the ground without being able to support it, spitting black blood in a big gulp, his eyes had long been blocked by blood, and he couldn't see anything.

When the young man saw Song Ling's miserable appearance, he frowned and sighed: "Old man Song, why is this difficult, knowing that the ancient sword sea and mountain must be taken back, acting against the sky to hurt others and hurt himself." ”

Song Ling laughed miserably with blind eyes: "I。。。。。。 I know you are arrogant, ahem。。。。。。。 What you say you take back ... Who dares to rob you, who can rob you... Ahem。。。。。。 My dignified Song family, when will I be put in your eyes! Put away your crown, sounding ... The old man, my skills are not as good as others, my strength is not as good as others, and I am convinced of my life. ”

The cadre frowned when he heard this. He felt that this old man could do such things as sacrificing blood spirit arrays and pumping people's souls for his own selfish desires, and he was embarrassed to speak frankly. The cadre knew that he was stupid with a straight head and a stupid mouth, and reasoning was never something he should do, so even if he knew that Song Ling was arguing with reason, he just stood in front of the young man and didn't say a word.

The young man also knew that Song Ling had run out of oil and the lamp had run out, so he didn't explain at this time, but just smiled apologetically. At the same time, he gently ordered the cadres to send the captured captives down the mountain safely, and he himself went to find the ancient sword that had been taken away.

Song Ling lay on the ground with a bloody face and raised his head across the ravines, his mouth opened weakly, but he couldn't close it. The cold gradually eroded his old and broken body. Song Ling heard in his dying ears that the young man was about to chase after him to grab the sword, and his originally scattered thoughts suddenly condensed again.

The ancient sword belongs to the Song family! It's my grandson Song Qingshi. Don't even think about robbing it.

Song Ling suddenly had a burst of strength in the reflection, and he trembled and firmly took out the white hairpin that had been twisting and strange from his arms, which was shaped like a circling snake. Song Ling gritted his blood-red teeth, and used the last bit of strength to pierce the hairpin into his heart, and his eyes were shocked.

The young man who was about to step into the woods and the cadres who were carrying seven or eight villagers like arhats on their bodies jumped at the same time and looked back.

Song Ling's corpse was actually absorbed by the snake-shaped hairpin from the heart. As Song Ling disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, the hairpin slowly became thicker and larger, and at the same time, it twisted a few times and came back to life.

The white snake that the hairpin turned into was more than ten meters long in the blink of an eye, and there were two sarcoma protrusions on the huge snake's head, like two meat horns, the scarlet mouth roared hoarsely, and the green snake eyes were exactly the same as when Song Ling performed the "White Dragon Soul Possession Technique".

"Is this the Song family's so-called white dragon?" The young man's face became serious.

"It's a demon!" The cadre put down the villager and quickly leaned over, half of his shoulder covering the young man, "What should I do, sir?" Kill? ”

The young man was a little hesitant: "It's really a demon!" Unexpectedly, the Song family, which has been dormant for many years, still has demon blood. We can't kill it, this is the range of the third mountain, and we rangers have no right to kill the demons of the third mountain in the third mountain. ”

"What then? Write a report to Third Hill headquarters and let them handle it? How can this be in time! "The cadre is a little helpless. He obviously knew that the long worm in front of him could be split with two swords, but he couldn't make a move because of the regulations.

"It's not okay to just let this white snake go, now it's just awakened and not conscious. Let him go, and when he slowly clears up, the creatures on and off the mountain will all suffer! No wonder, no wonder those wild boars were scared crazy. What a Song family! The young man's calm demeanor finally became a little uneasy, "Well, you keep an eye on it and don't let it run around, and I'll try to suppress it first." Afterwards, it was handed over to the third mountain to deal with. “

The cadre's face was bitter, and he was slightly worried in his heart. He knew that his husband's health had been very bad recently, and it was estimated that it would take a long time to suppress such a big white snake.

His grandmother's, why can't I do anything but chop and chop! The commander was a little annoyed.

The white snake's body was still growing, and it was almost twenty meters long in a few breaths.

The young man felt that he couldn't wait any longer, and took a deep breath to make a move. The white snake suddenly turned its head and pressed against a corner in the woods behind it.

The cadre and the young man's ears moved, and they also noticed a person tiptoeing there.

Zhang Liang's goosebumps grew from his head to the soles of his feet. He knew he was being targeted by this terrifying white snake that came out of nowhere. Today's bizarre things are one after another, and he has no time to think about why, so he can only force himself to accept the facts.

As a villager at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Liang is very experienced in dealing with long insects, and when he was seven years old, he was able to grab two snakes and use them as leather whips. But such a giant serpent! Obediently, where is the seven inches I pinched, can I pinch the snake's mouth? The previous experience in dealing with snakes is completely useless.

"Sir! Look at his hands! The general's eyes sparkled. The ancient sword that glowed slightly red was in Zhang Liang's hand.

A strange look also flashed on the young man's face, it seemed that this sword was still bloodied into the soul after all. He thought about the bandaged scabbard he had carried, but in the end it was useless.

The white snake's cold eyes stared at Zhang Liang motionlessly. It has been sleeping for too long, and it has been in a trance for a long time. Until I found this little thing. White Snake didn't know why he was so interested in the glowing thing in his hand, as if it was something that was especially important to him, as if that thing shouldn't be in the hands of this little thing. White Snake suddenly felt irritable for a while, maybe he would be in a better mood after eating this little thing.

The white snake suddenly moved, and its huge body rolled up a fishy wind, whistling and rushing towards Zhang Liang.

The general's heart tightened, and he was about to go up to help with his sword, but his arm was gently grabbed by the young man.

"Wait a minute, this little guy is kind of interesting. Wait and see, it's really dangerous, you can help. The young man's expression became even more strange, with three points of surprise and seven points of suspicion, "Besides, the name of the sword in his hand is not called in vain." ”

The cadre heard something and thought of something, and his throat moved without speaking.

Zhang Liang was startled by the big snake that rushed over. He only had time to do a rollover, and the white snake's hideous head crashed into the woods with the power of a brutal stalk. The sound of squeaking and rattling came and went, and a large number of old trees that were broken by the white snake's swoop fell down.

Zhang Liang shook the leaves and sawdust on his body in embarrassment, and crawled towards the central bonfire with a rolling belt. He knew that the snake used its letter to detect its prey rather than its eyes, and that it would only be worse for itself to stay in the dark.

The white snake missed, opened its mouth and let out a piercing hoarse roar, turned its head and bit it fiercely.

This blow rushed like thunder, and the swift speed was in stark contrast to Zhang Liang's flustered figure, and the rural baby with some cleverness couldn't dodge anything.

Before Zhang Liang could smell the strong fishy stench coming from the back of his head, his whole body was swallowed by the white snake.

Zhang Liang, who was sent into the depths of the snake's belly by the powerful muscle force, felt extremely desperate, he was actually eaten! He didn't want to turn into snake dung in vain, and in a panic, Zhang Liang endured the severe pain of being squeezed and corroded by the body fluids of the giant snake, clenched the ancient sword he had just obtained in his hand, and stabbed it upwards violently. The long sword body was as smooth as a kitchen knife cutting tofu, leaving only the hilt still in Zhang Liang's hand. The powerful muscles of the white snake's digestive tract were still wriggling, pushing Zhang Liang deep into his body, and the long sword slashed backwards without hindrance.

As soon as the cadre saw that this kid was swallowed in one bite, he secretly said in his heart. He couldn't hold it anymore, and was about to bully himself with his big sword, but who expected that the white snake suddenly let out a heart-rending scream, constantly twisting its long body, and trembling spasmodically.

The cadre looked intently, and a small sword head appeared from the body of the white snake, which was quickly cutting open the snake's belly. Before long, the boy came out of the disemboweling serpent, gasping for air.

"Snake Slashing Sword!" The young man suddenly smiled brightly.

The white snake's stomach was cut open in a long way, and the internal organs kept squirting out due to the air pressure inside and outside the body. The huge body twisted and trembled miserably for a long time, and finally died motionless. Before the beast could regain its wisdom as a demon, it died inexplicably in the hands of a food that had been swallowed into its stomach.

Zhang Liang lay on the ground motionless, staring blankly at the slowly breaking sky, his mouth gasping faintly. The scars on his face, hands, and body were painful, and he was heartbroken, but Zhang Liang didn't even have the strength to hum miserably, and the whole person was lying in prostration.

"Little friend."

Zhang Liang heard in his heart that someone seemed to be calling him, and his sloppy eyes reflected a blurred face, and he was looking at himself with a smile.

"Don't be afraid, we're the police. You're safe. The young man said.

Zhang Liang suddenly felt that his heart was relieved, and the pain and exhaustion that he could no longer suppress made him roll his eyes and faint.