"Master let go!" Wu Ming shouted.

Hearing this, Tang San turned around directly, his eyes flashed with purple light, and as soon as his left hand was raised, a cold light shot silently towards Mandala's left eye.

It's a pity that it didn't hit in the end, but with a "poof", the mandala snake lost its balance in the air and fell straight down.

It still habitually touched the ground with its tailbone, but it saw a flash of white light, a crisp sound of "poof", and the white light actually pierced directly into the tail bone of the mandala snake, and then deeply penetrated into the ground.

A bloody arrow erupted, and the mandala snake let out a terrible scream of "quack, quack" as it was nailed directly to the ground.

Behind it stood a bloodied figure, a yellow aura that flickered up and down.

A colorful gourd appeared in Wu Ming's left palm, and the yellow paper martial spirit appeared in his right palm. Wu Ming's chest and abdomen were fluctuating at the moment, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he was short of breath.

"It's dangerous, it's good to have it. Otherwise, it is estimated that it will fall short. Wu Ming said with emotion.

"You, you're actually a twin martial soul too!No wonder ......" Before the words fell, the master suddenly turned black and fell straight to the ground.

It turned out that the master was poisoned and poisoned by the mandala snake, but at the critical moment of survival, he couldn't care about this, but when the mandala snake was nailed to the ground and couldn't move, the master was relieved, and the poison attacked......

"Little San, you hurry up and save the master! it can't escape for the time being. Wu Mingdao.

Wu Ming naturally knew that Tang San was born in the Tang Sect, so it was naturally easy to treat snake venom.

"Quack!" The mandala snake tried to break free, but the pain of the even more terrible tearing made it choose to give up.

The white thing stuck in its body is the long tusks of the king snake, which are extremely sharp.

Witnessing Tang San's shadowless sleeve arrow hit the mandala snake, it was just a sputter of sparks. You know, it's made of iron!

Wu Ming couldn't keep his hand anymore, because he found that the master's whole body was trembling and getting cold, maybe in the original book he just ran away with Xiao San, but now he is running away with himself and Xiao San, and the time for poison is much faster.

He naturally knew that with the passage of time, many people and things would change drastically, which was the impact that his soul suddenly penetrated and had on the plane.

He believes in the master's character, and it doesn't matter if he is exposed.

On the side, Tang San skillfully helped the master deal with his wounds. The master's wound was on the right arm, and that was because Luo Sanpao was bitten by a mandala snake on his right front leg.

If the martial soul is poisoned, the host will also be poisoned, which is the characteristic of the beast martial soul.

Firing!

Dig a pit!!

Wash the sword!!

Roast sword sterilization!!

Rapid bloodletting!!

Xuantian Gong Healing !!

When the black qi on the master's face completely dissipated and the poisonous blood turned into blood, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief and sat down to breathe for half an hour.

And Wu Ming and the mandala snake are looking at each other, and at this moment he is holding a blue sword in his hand, staring intently at the still vicious mandala snake.

Although it was wounded, its strength was not too damaged. The whole body was extremely hard, so that Wu Ming couldn't think of a way to deal with it for the time being.

He was waiting for Tang San to recover, and only when the two of them shot at the same time could he take down the mandala snake.

Finally, Tang San opened his eyes, exhaled a light breath of turbidity, and stood up.

Said to Wu Ming: "Wu Ming, you are hiding so deeply, you have actually obtained the first soul ring, is it it?"

"Yes, if you have something to say, let's get it out of the way. It's for you. Wu Mingdao.

Tang Sanxin said: Poisonous, tenacious, agile. If the teacher's theory is correct, it is indeed the best choice. It's nearly four hundred years old, and it fits the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, but it's poisonous ...... Seeking wealth and danger, in his previous life, he was an outer disciple, if he didn't dare to take risks, he would not have been able to obtain the Xuantian Treasure, nor would he be able to become the most outstanding disciple of the Tang Outer Sect.

"Wu Ming, do you arrange?" Tang Sanlang said with a smile, his eyes full of trust.

The mandala snake saw Tang San walking towards it, and a strong sense of crisis made it "croak".

Wu Ming carefully looked at the surrounding environment, and then looked at the mandala snake.

The coccyx is nailed, and it can still lie on the ground for defense.

The coccyx is about three meters five from the head, that is, the diameter of the mandala snake can move is three meters five, although it cannot take the initiative to attack, but as long as it is touched by its fangs, it will be a dead end.

You must know that the master was just a martial soul bitten, and he almost died. If you are bitten directly, the amount of venom injected will be doubled.

"Little San, I'll be in charge of attracting its attention for a while. See if you can attack its eyes and mouth with a weapon. As long as you don't get four meters close to it, there is no danger. Wu Mingdao.

"Okay!" Tang San nodded.

Wu Ming held the sword and quickly moved behind the mandala snake.

Tang San stood in place, holding a sword and approaching the mandala snake.

"Quack!" the mandala snake was anxious, for it found itself in front of and behind the enemy.

It began to roll its body and shrink back, which was its helpless choice, only in this way that it could rely on the elasticity of its body to attack its opponents quickly.

It's shrunk to two meters......

"Looks like we're going to have to do something stupid. Little San, you look at it, I'll come when I go. Wu Ming smiled, looking mysterious.

After a while, Wu Ming came back, sweating profusely.

His hands held a piece of wood about two zhang thick and slender with a bowl mouth, and the wood weighed four or five hundred catties.

But in Wu Ming, it seems that he is still at ease.

"Eh! this is your method, you want to ......" Tang San said.

"It's not easy to move the target, so it should be no problem to fix the target!" Wu Ming smiled proudly.

Then the wood was thrown out.

"Boom!"

The log was pressed directly against the mandala snake seven inches. The huge weight instantly pressed the mandala's head to sink, and although its seven inches were very thick, the weight of the wood was not something that its neck could bear.

Tang San gave Wu Ming a thumbs up and said, "Wu Ming really has yours, first nailed to the ground for others, and then pressed people who couldn't raise their heads." It's so much easier to deal with it now!"

The poor mandala snake had its tail nailed, its neck crushed by wood, and its body was only a foot long.

Wu Ming walked over directly, took the sword and slashed directly at the mandala snake, sparks flew everywhere, and the blue sword actually appeared notched.

Wu Ming frowned and said, "This guy's skin is so thick, he has caught up with the skin of the Iron King Snake." But I like it, junior, you have to seize the moment. ”

Wu Mingda walked over, and the mandala snake could only make an eager "croak" sound. watched Wu Ming do whatever he wanted on himself.

Wu Ming remembered that in his previous life, there was a TV called "Fengshen Bang", where there was a little boy named Nezha, who seemed to ride on a dragon like this, and then punched the left and the right......

The sad mandala had no way but to scream "quack", and was blinded by a thin figure, a left punch, a right punch......