The punishment is against the jaw of the colorful python from the bottom up, piercing and closing the upper and lower jaws at the same time.

Xing Zhen threw a straight punch and hit the python's jaw, causing its head to tilt back.

Xingzhen took advantage of the situation to draw out the punishment and swept with his sword. With a "flutter", the neck of the colorful python was cut by the Qi brush.

The body shape of the colorful python is not weaker than the colorful python, and the punishment is no more than three feet of Qingfeng. Coupled with the two-foot sword gang, it is not enough to cut off the head of the colorful python.

The sack behind him smashed hard, and Xing Zhen had no chance to make a move. The colorful python's head is half slumped, but there is still breath alive.

When he turned around and raised his fist to smash, he vaguely heard a choking sound from the sack.

Xing Zhen's head trembled slightly, and he quickly withdrew his fist. However, the momentum of the sack was still there, and it smashed right on Xingzhen's chest.

The place where he was originally pierced by the thunder spear was not far from his chest, but he was hit again and pulled the wound, and Xing Zhen immediately grinned in pain.

He flew upside down with the sack, which was protected intact. The punishment was really bitter, and the whole back hit the head of the colorful python.

A man whose body was pierced by a thunder spear, and a large python whose neck was cut in half, collided with each other and did not benefit much.

There was a big python head blocking it, and Xing Zhen was lucky not to fall to the ground. casually hung the sack on the scabbard behind him, and then turned around and stepped on the dizzy head of the colorful python.

Xing Zhen took advantage of the situation to raise his sword with one hand and rushed forward, and the whole person was like a long sword. The human sword is one, and it stabs straight at the colorful python and scissors that follow the sack.

Seeing that the skin of Jian Yan's mouth moved slightly, Xing Zhen did not hesitate to throw out a Five Thunder Fa Talisman.

Another thunderbolt exploded, and both sides couldn't open their eyes.

The forward momentum of the punishment is still unabated, and the punishment pierces through the mouth of the colorful python. The sword is penetrating through the body, revealing from the back of the python's head.

Xing Zhen jumped out of the python's mouth in blood, turned around and killed the colorful python behind him.

There was a loud crash behind him, splashing smoke and dust in the sky. There is no doubt that the colorful python is dead, and there is still the devil left.

It was impossible for Xing Zhen to leave his back to the enemy again and again, and he took off the small gourd on his waist and poured a big sip of liquor while running.

The body suddenly accelerated, and the feet changed unpredictably. I saw him flickering, leaving one afterimage after another.

The confused colorful python blinked with big copper bells and big eyes, completely blindfolded.

His eyes moved, unsure of which was the real punishment.

The main owner didn't know when he went around the back of the colorful python, and swept with his sword without hesitation.

You can't cut off the head of a python once, two times is enough.

Another huge body collapsed with a bang, and smoke and dust splashed in the already dark night, making it even more invisible.

In the smoke and dust, the man's figure was pierced through seven translucent holes without warning.

Pulled by the wind, the man's figure floated. It turned out that it was not the criminal truth himself, but the punishment of the light chasing charm and the clothes of the criminal truth.

Xing Zhen, who was crawling on the ground with a sack, sneered: "The mouth honey belly sword is finally out." ”

Liang Su once said that the strongest killing move of the Ninth Demon Shearer was not the various demon beasts he controlled.

Instead, it contains seven highly poisonous swords in its mouth, which are poisonously extracted from the bodies of scorpions, poisonous snakes, poisonous spiders and other demon beasts.

The toxins of each flying sword are different, and even he himself doesn't know what poisons he has smeared, and he has no antidote to detoxify.

In order to prevent accidentally blocking himself, he specially hired someone to create seven scabbards at a high price and fix them in his mouth.

The devil who is cunning by nature will never use these seven poisonous arrows when he is not nine out of ten.

According to rumors, there were only two failed attempts to use the poisoned sword in his life. They fought with the big devil respectively, and later became the big devil's subordinate.

Another time was to fight with the second demon Yang Qi, and was blown up by the other party.

When he met Xingzhen, it was the third time that the mouth honey belly sword failed after he became famous.

He himself didn't know that he couldn't wait for the smoke to clear and reap the results.

Especially the punishment in the hands of Xingzhen, killing a python is as easy as cutting a watermelon, and it must be a good weapon.

In the smoke and dust, a black shadow suddenly burst out, like a sharp arrow feather, and a man and a sword broke through the air.

The scissors were shocked, and they were plotted in the secret way.

Quickly turned his head sideways to dodge the long sword, almost brushing his scalp, which can be described as a narrow and narrow escape.

The person who attacked and killed him obviously didn't mean to let him go, and his wrist flipped and the aura rippled out, which was similar to the sword qi of Jian Xiu by five or six points.

The unbelievable cut was exclaimed, and the last sentence of his life was exclaimed: "Sword Qi!"

Xingzhen was very satisfied, resisted the temptation of punishment, and killed his opponent with his own strength.

The earth shook, and the sound of horses' hooves was heard. Listen carefully to tell that it's not a horse.

It's a herd of horses galloping and making a neat stamping sound. That is, the horses land almost the same often.

A dozen breaths, the sound was close, and there was not the slightest sound of horses.

Two thousand troops, with the undulation of the horses galloping, there is nothing but the sound of horses' hooves.

Approaching here, the sound of neat knife drawing. Two thousand people drew their swords as if they were one, but the sonorous sound was extremely loud.

I don't know who shouted: "Kill!"

Two thousand military warriors charged together, and their opponents, the Demon Brake Sect, were also riding horses, and in the eyes of these military warriors, they were like children.

In one round of charging, nearly half of the Demon Breaker Sect members were killed and wounded. When he turned around and saw the corpse of the leader, he suddenly lost his will to fight.

The few remaining members of the church did not have the courage to fight again, and scattered in a hurry.

This kind of large-scale war between two sides, even if there is a huge difference in strength. Pluck up the courage to hedge, the casualties are certainly not the largest.

And when one side withdraws, especially when the army is not broken, being chased by the opposing cavalry is the most deadly.

From the size and fur of the war horses, it can be seen that there are no inferior horses in the 2,000 military forces. Pull out a head casually, all of them are strong and shiny.

The result of the collapse of the Demon Sect can be imagined, and it is a fluke to save one out of ten.

Xing Zhen has participated in the military and can see at a glance that the combat power of this cavalry is good.

He couldn't help but ask himself, is Da Liang really defeated again and again as Liang Su said?

It's just that he is now more focused on the sack and has no time to think deeply.

Seeing that the fate and the others were okay for the time being, Xing Zhen walked to the side of the sack.

Tearing directly from the hole pierced by the blade, what caught my eye was a girl in pink clothes curled up in a ball with a large bundle of flowers.

Luckily, the blade was stuck in the girl's buttocks, which was not fatal but shed a lot of blood.

The little face was pale, and the body kept shaking. Apparently he had lost too much blood, and his body began to become cold.

Xing Zhen didn't care about the age of the girl in pink, took off the small gourd on his waist, raised the little guy's head and poured it hard.

I really don't know if the wine in the gourd can heal the wounds. However, every time you use it yourself, the pain of the injury will be reduced a lot.

Tentatively touched the pitch-black blade, and the drowsy little girl shivered subconsciously.

The girl in pink was weak, and she was worried that she would not be able to bear the severe pain of rashly pulling out the blade, so Xingzhen did not dare to do it.

Two Buddha horns came, and Xing Zhen was full of anticipation to ask for help from the two little monks of Origin and Extinction.

The dervishes traveled all over the world, saw and understood a lot, and there must be a better way to help the little girl.

"Buddhist disciples are not close to women. The two little monks replied at the same time.

Xing Zhen almost didn't vomit blood, where did a seven or eight-year-old girl come from to be a woman.

Jin Shuyu was even more calm: "I know a little about medical skills, you might as well let me try it." ”

With that, he picked up the little girl in pink clothes and confirmed it, "Are you sure you want to save her?" This little girl is unknown, and she is the one brought by the clippers. ”

"After saving her, you can't send her back to the Demon Sect. With you, it's most likely an element of uncertainty. Although you are a martial artist with keen perception, you are remembered by the people around you every day, and there will always be times when you are negligent. ”

Xing Zhen didn't even think about it and blurted out: "Let's save her life first, she is still young, and it is also the fault of the cut." As long as the mind is not extinguished, even if you are naughty, you should be given a chance to reform yourself. ”

Jin Shuyu was very satisfied with Xingzhen's answer, smiled knowingly, and strode to the camp.

Xing Zhen has a little more affection for Jin Shuyu for no reason, and it has nothing to do with emotions, just because of an inexplicable confidant.

Xing Zhen was like an ant on a hot pot outside the tent, and a crisp and immature voice suddenly came from inside, almost giving him blood to vomit.

"Which bastard stabbed me in the ass with a knife?"

"Which son of a son of a girl gave me a drink?"

Jin Shuyu ran out very unrighteously and said, "I'll hand it over to you." ”

Then the Rushan man ran away without a trace, for fear that he would be arrested by Xingzhen if he was slow.

Reluctantly, the man with the sword lifted the tent curtain and saw the girl in pink on the bed, sulking with her cheeks.

Xing Zhen sat on the edge of the bed with a bench, looking at the little girl who was not in a hurry to speak.

After a moment of silence, the little girl in pink couldn't help it at first, and asked, "What about cutting the big devil?"

Xingzhen was ready to withstand the storm and said frankly: "I killed you." ”

The girl in pink was not angry, but clapped her hands unexpectedly: "The hero bravely eliminated harm for the people, and the little girl admired the five-body throw." The meaning of admiration is like a surging river, if you are a few years older, you will promise to repay the grace of chivalry and righteousness. ”

The little girl's horse was quite smooth, and she crackled and said a bunch of things that did not match her age.

Turning his head casually, he saw the small gourd on Xingzhen's waist. Suddenly there was a sense of familiarity, and he asked tentatively: "Hero, can you show me your gourd?"

Xing Zhen was slapped by a sycophant in the clouds, and secretly said that the little girl of eighteen or nineteen years old must have experienced a lot of past events if she was such a philistine.

For a child of such a big age in an ordinary family, let alone a sycophant, it is not easy to say these high-sounding words.

Xing Zhen didn't have the intention of hating the pink-clothed boy, looking at the blood-stained clothes and smelling the smell of blood that filled the tent, but instead felt a sense of pity.

I didn't have to think about it, so I took off the small gourd and handed it out.

The weak girl in pink didn't know where she got the strength, and suddenly hugged Xing Zhen's arm, opened her mouth wide and took a mouthful.

Wails continued to be heard inside the tent, and the girl in pink didn't know whether to cover her ass or her mouth.

The former is to pull the wound too hard, and the latter is to bite someone and almost break the tooth.

The martial artist of the Xingzhen Condensation Vortex Realm, I don't know how many times he has been beaten.

She is a weak little girl, where can she bite.

Or is the punishment really deliberately restrained, otherwise with a little internal force, the girl in pink will not just have a toothache.

Xing Zhen glanced at the two rows of small tooth marks on his wrists, and scolded with a smile: "I'm not your enemy who killed my father, so I won't bite me desperately, right?"

"Could it be that the scissors are your father, and it makes no sense for the father to use his daughter as a shield. ”

The girl in pink was indignant: "You are the son of the big devil, say, did you pour me wine and drink." ”

"It's hard to drink, and when I wake up, my mouth is still spicy. You are a big man, do you know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. ”

The girl in pink was as old-fashioned as ever, and when she spoke, she didn't forget to stare at the little gourd of the torture and was resentful.

Xing Zhen explained: "I'm saving you, I'm worried that you won't be physically exhausted. Do you think my wine is ordinary? I won't be able to drink it next time. ”

After that, Xing Zhen naturally picked up the blood-stained blade beside the bed.

The girl in pink had doubts, but after seeing Xingzhen's actions, she calmed down and pretended to be casual and asked: "This knife is yours? ”

Xing Zhen was shocked from the bottom of his heart, and said secretly: "It's not good, she found out." ”