Chapter 510: The Sword That Went Crazy

The giant python roared, abandoned the ice, and attacked the turtle master again.

Master Turtle's legs, waist, and chest were tightly wrapped around the giant python.

Master Divine Turtle was not afraid of the giant python at all, and the short sword in his hand kept attacking the giant python all the time.

As soon as the suction of the giant python disappeared, the ice rushed over like lightning.

The dagger stabbed the python in the abdomen like lightning.

The giant python's abdomen has been stabbed by cold ice, and the shocking big mouth is still unobstructed in front of cold ice.

This time, the python's old injuries have not healed, and I am afraid that new injuries will be added.

The giant python is already a defeated soldier of Cold Ice.

This knife is full of ice confidence.

There was a "bang", and the cold short knife was impartial, and it was just stabbed on the old sore on the python's abdomen.

But the result was a big surprise, the python was unscathed, and the ice short knife was broken by a gap.

The huge force rebounded, and almost tore the ice to the ground.

Master Turtle has gone completely insane. With blood-red eyes and a short sword in his hand, he attacked the python with all his might.

Thorn, chop, chop, pick, cut...... The short sword of the Divine Turtle Master attacked the giant python in no order.

Monty python scarred.

The Turtle Master has also become a blood man.

Han Bing looked at the short knife with a gap, and he was stunned for a moment. Although his short knife is not a spiritual weapon, nor is it an artifact, his short knife is made of extremely rare interstellar meteoric iron. Not to mention the flesh, even steel, the short knife of ice can cut it. But now, Han Bing's short knife obviously slashed at the giant python's wound, but he didn't expect that the giant python was safe and sound, but it was Han Bing himself who was unlucky. The huge force rebounded, not only breaking the short knife in Han Bing's hand, but also causing Han Bing to suffer internal injuries.

Han Bing stood still, and it took his greatest strength to restore the chaotic pulse to normal.

Han Bing ate the heart of the Flood Desolate Heart Eater, absorbed most of the energy of the Flood Desolation Heart Eater, and made his spiritual power cultivation suddenly soar from the Spirit Realm to the seventh level of the Venerable Spirit Realm. This was a great joy, but while Han Bing was happy, he had a trace of worry. Every time the spiritual power was released, there was a trace of chaotic air flow in the cold blood veins, not only the blood veins, but even the spirit veins.

Han Bing didn't know where these chaotic air currents would end up? Every time, that trace of chaotic air flow stung the veins around Han Bing's body.

There was a surge of qi and blood, and Han Bing only felt that something was stirring in his body. This feeling was only a matter of a moment, and when Han Bing felt it again, everything was back to its original state.

The Divine Turtle Master didn't look at Han Bing, all his attention was on the giant python. He counted the hatred that had been buried in his heart for more than 100 years and more than 1,000 years on the giant python.

The giant python suddenly let go of the Divine Turtle Master, and its body curled up tightly.

Master Turtle was unsteady, and he fell to the ground with a heel.

This was originally a fatal flaw for the Turtle Master, and the Giant Python could completely kill the Turtle Master on the spot with all his might.

But, unexpectedly, the giant python looked at the Divine Turtle Master who fell to the ground, not only did it not mean to rush up, but instead, it was cowering and retreating.

Han Bing hurriedly helped the Turtle Master to his feet.

The Divine Turtle Master glanced at the cold ice, and the short sword in his hand attacked the giant python that was shrinking to the side with all his strength.

The python did not run away, it buried its huge triangular head deep into its body. The python's body was already curled up in a high circle.

The Divine Turtle Master shook off his icy hand, and he rushed forward like crazy, and the short sword in his hand stabbed the python seven inches vigorously.

The python spasmed violently.

The bodies that were originally curled up together gradually became loose.

Master Turtle's short sword was pulled out from the python's seven inches and stabbed into it again......

After a while, the python stopped struggling.

The body of the curled snake has been loosened.

The huge snake tail is still trembling slightly.

The Divine Turtle Master glared at the corpse of the giant python, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. He had just laughed a few times, and suddenly he hid his face and cried bitterly.

The Turtle Master cried and laughed for a while, and he brandished a short sword in front of the corpse of the giant python, and he was a madman alive.

Han Bing suddenly remembered something, and he rushed towards the corpse of the giant python.

As soon as Han Bing approached the corpse of the giant python, the Divine Turtle Master suddenly jumped up.

The sword light flashed, fast as a meteor, fast as lightning.

The short sword in the hand of the Divine Turtle Master had stabbed into the right flank of the ice like lightning.

Taken aback, Han Bing flashed in the air and narrowly escaped the Turtle Master's sword.

"Teacher, you ...... What's wrong? It's me...... I'm the ...... of the Ice" Before the Ice's words fell, the Turtle Master's short sword stabbed at him like lightning again.

A sword is faster than a sword, and a sword is tighter than a sword.

The swordsmanship is strange and spicy!

If you weren't a master of the sword, you would never be able to use such a superb swordsmanship.

In the memory of the cold ice, the Turtle Master never used a sword, let alone a superb swordsmanship. But now, Han Bing would never have dreamed that Master Divine Turtle was actually a master of using swords.

Han Bing couldn't have imagined that the Divine Turtle Master would make a move on him.

What's going on?

Looking at the hideous and terrifying face of the Divine Turtle Master, a chill crept up the back of the ice.

No matter how Han Bing shouted, Master Divine Turtle just didn't reply.

The Turtle Master's response to the cold ice was always his short sword.

The sword is in full swing!

Cold ice only has the ability to parry, and has no power to fight back.

With a "stab", Master Turtle's short sword had cut through the placket of the ice.

The cold ice can only retreat!

Master Turtle's body technique is no slower than that of cold ice. As soon as the cold ice retreated, the Divine Turtle Master stepped forward and sealed the cold ice's retreat.

The sword light has surrounded the ice.

If Han Bing didn't fight back, it wouldn't be long before he would die under the short sword of the Turtle Master.

Now it seems that if you don't kill Han Bing, Master Turtle won't stop.

Han Bing gritted his teeth and suddenly swung his knife to attack.

Although the short knife in Han Bing's hand was not an artifact, it was made of interstellar meteoric iron. Interstellar meteorite, extremely hard.

Han Bing didn't want to hurt the Turtle Master, he wanted to break the short sword in the Turtle Master's hand with the short knife in his hand.

As soon as the short sword is broken, the Divine Turtle Master's moves may be exhausted.

Han Bing made up his mind, he saw the right moment, and the short knife slammed into the short sword in the Turtle Master's hand.

The cold sword, impartial, hit the sword body of the Divine Turtle Master right now.

"Dangchang"!

The short knives forged by the starfall iron collided with the daggers in a piercing crunch.

The short sword in the Turtle Master's hand suddenly broke.

Han Bing let out a long sigh of relief, he just wanted to speak, but suddenly saw a flash of sword light.

The broken sword in the hand of the Divine Turtle Master had been inserted into Han Bing's shoulder.

Bloodsplatter!

Ice screamed, clutched his shoulders, and staggered back.

Seeing the blood gushing out of Han Bing's shoulder, the Divine Turtle Master suddenly exclaimed, "General...... You're hurt......"

(End of chapter)