Are you sure it's here? ”

A hundred feet away from the cave where Yu Duanhuan and the others were, there were several Demon Sect disciples who were watching this cave.

"I'm sure someone saw a giant python carrying the two of them into this cave before!"

The Demon Sect disciple nodded.

"Well, this time I don't believe they can escape!"

The Demon Sect disciple sneered.

More than a dozen disciples of the Demon Sect have died in the hands of Yu Duanhuan and Yan Moyu, and before this sect competition, the disciples of the Demon Sect were killed by Yu Duanhuan and Yan Moyu, and this Liangzi is not only next, but also more difficult to solve. Since these two people were bumped into by them this time, then don't think about escaping.

Especially now those two people still look like they are at the end of a strong crossbow!

"That giant python doesn't seem to be easy to deal with, and its strength is at least a cultivation in the middle of the fusion period, which may bring us a lot of trouble."

A Demon Sect disciple reminded.

"What are you afraid of, there are nine of us, it's a big deal to divide half of it to deal with that giant python."

The leading Demon Sect disciple snorted coldly and said with a look of indifference.

At this time, Yan Mo Yu, who was in the cave, was shrouded in blood light, and his spiritual power actually formed a phantom of a true dragon in the cave, and finally this majestic true dragon blood gathered in Yan Mo Yu's chest!

The hideous wound on Yan Moyu's chest was like a caterpillar, and under the nourishment of the true dragon's blood, it was constantly wriggling, and the blood scab fell off little by little.

At this time, Yu Duhuan had already fallen asleep because he had consumed too much spiritual power before. And Yan Moyu's mind was immersed in cultivation, not realizing at all that they had been surrounded by nine Demon Sect disciples. Instead, Xiao Jiao, who had been sleeping just now, raised his head suddenly and looked out of the cave vigilantly.

Xiao Jiao's eyes were beating with excitement, and it could make a big fuss again.

As for the nine Demon Sect disciples outside, they were not taken into Xiao Jiao's eyes at all, in its opinion, they were just a few monks in the rotation period, and for it now, there was no threat at all.

Xiao Jiao hides his cultivation perfectly, in the eyes of outsiders, it is just a giant python in the early stage of fusion, but except for Yu Duhuan and Yan Moyu, no one knows that Xiao Jiao is actually a cultivator in the Jindan stage, and it is a powerful true dragon bloodline in terms of bloodline, which is much stronger than the ordinary demon beasts in the Jindan stage.

If it was those sect elders, they would definitely be able to see through Xiao Jiao's true cultivation when they saw it with their own eyes, but those Demon Sect disciples obviously didn't have this kind of ability.

Xiao Jiao lowered his body, pressed against the ground, and rushed out of the cave in a flash.

"You still need to be so careful when dealing with a seriously injured and crippled guy?"

A mid-stage Demon Sect disciple couldn't help but pout.

The nine of them were scattered all over the place and approached the cave little by little, wanting to seal all the retreats of Yu Duhuan and Yan Moyu.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in the darkness, and the Demon Sect disciple subconsciously covered his eyes with his hand.

However, this also became the last scene he saw in this life, and in the next second, a hole appeared in his chest, and his heart was crushed!

Looking at the corpse of this Demon Sect disciple, Xiao Jiao pursed his lips disdainfully. The flesh and blood of the monks are also a great supplement for the demon beasts, and there are countless monks who have been devoured by the demon beasts in the mountains and forests. However, under the teaching of Yu Duanhuan and Yan Moyu, Xiao Jiao had no interest in the flesh and blood of human monks, and it learned from the previous appearance of Yu Duanhuan and Yan Moyu, and after untying the Sumeru bag hanging on the other party's waist, it hung it around his neck.

"Solve one, these human monks are really weak!"

Xiao Jiao wandered around the forest, expressing his disappointment at the strength of these Demon Sect disciples.

Due to the fact that it was too scattered, coupled with the cleanliness of Xiao Jiao's killing, the Demon Sect disciple who was dozens of zhang away didn't even notice the slightest abnormality.

"Flutter!"

Xiao Jiao's body passed through the chest of this Demon Sect disciple.

The Demon Sect disciple clutched his chest in disbelief, and a small snake was looking at him playfully in front of him.

How could a snake have such a human expression on its face?

This Demon Sect disciple wanted to call for help, but he couldn't make any sound, and his body collapsed to the ground weakly.

At this time, Xiao Jiao was like a god of death walking in the night, and every time it appeared, a disciple of the Demon Sect would die.

Gradually, when there were only three Demon Sect disciples left, the rest of the people finally realized that something was wrong, and the surroundings were too quiet!

"Babble!"

Xiao Jiao didn't plan to hide his body anymore, its petite body suddenly bounced up, and rushed straight towards one of the Demon Sect disciples.

"Not good, be careful!"

The pupils of this Demon Sect disciple shrank, and he hurriedly threw a punch.

"Shhh

However, a piercing pain caused him to lose consciousness in an instant.

Because at that moment, his arm was completely broken, and his chest was torn open with a big hole!

"Horned—"

His eyes widened as he uttered these last words, and he thought of something terrible, but he couldn't tell the other two about it!

"Damn it!"

Seeing the death of the same sect, the remaining two Demon Sect disciples were furious, and the leading Demon Sect disciples directly put on a pair of black fist gloves, and threw out a huge fist gang and smashed it down towards Xiao Jiao.

Xiao Jiao's body twisted flexibly, avoiding this fist, and then his body turned into a golden lightning, and then rushed towards the small Demon Sect disciple!

"What a speed!"

That Demon Sect disciple frowned, seeing that this "little snake" was so powerful, he felt that his junior disciples were probably already more than lucky.

"Ding!"

His reaction speed was fast, his hands immediately returned to the defense, and his pitch-black fist gloves blocked Xiao Jiao's impact!

Xiao Jiao's figure was stunned, and he looked at this human monk with some surprise. It's the first time that someone has been able to block its impact head-on!

"The spirit beasts in the mere fusion period dare to be presumptuous in front of me, killing you and taking their demon pills can be regarded as avenging my junior brothers!"

The odd-headed Demon Sect disciple looked at Xiao Jiao and snorted coldly.

I saw that the fist gloves shook, and the odd Demon Sect disciple opened his five fingers and grabbed towards Xiao Jiao!

There was a pitch-black spiritual power surging above his jet-black fist gauntlet, and there was a roar like gold and iron on top of that fist glove.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Jiao's face also showed a look of solemnity, this monk was completely different from the ones it had encountered before, this human being was very strong!

"Ahh

Suddenly, there was a scream, and the only remaining Demon Sect disciple had been split in half!

It's just half a cup of tea, and there is only one of the nine Demon Sect disciples who encircled and suppressed Yu Duhuan together!

Yan Moyu was clutching his chest at this time, and his face became pale. Obviously, just now, he forcibly mobilized the spiritual power in his body, which had already caused a lot of burden on his body. Although his wounds had scabbed over and even begun to fall off, it was only an outward appearance of the injury that seemed to be fine, but in fact the injury was not completely complete.

Seeing that his only remaining junior disciple also died tragically, the leading Demon Sect disciple was furious in his heart. A mere spirit beast in the fusion period, an almost crippled Qi cultivator actually killed so many disciples of their Demon Sect?

"Give me death!"

At this time, his sharp iron claws had already slashed through Xiao Jiao's body!

"Sonorous!"

Xiao Jiao was not in a hurry, he shook his head, and a long golden horn pierced the fist gauntlet, and then followed by stabbing into the fist of this Demon Sect disciple.

The man suddenly gasped, he knew very well that all the bones in his right hand were shattered in this instant!

"How is it possible, how is it possible that my Xuantie Gauntlets-"

He was still in shock, but the chill from behind him made him confused, and it was too late to dodge, he could only use the spiritual power in his body frantically, and a thick layer of protective qi protected his body.

But—

"Bang!"

His body protection qi was easily torn apart, a long black sword cut through the blood, a huge wound on his back, and even the white bones could be seen.

The fear of death enveloped him in an instant, he was unwilling to die here, he was a genius in the Demon Sect, his name should have resounded throughout the continent, but now he no longer had this opportunity!

The swarthy sword had pierced his skull, and he hadn't even left a name!

Yan Moyu looked at Xiao Jiao, who had seven Sumeru bags hanging on his head, couldn't help but smile, and said to Xiao Jiao: "Good job, these things will all belong to you." ”

Xiao Jiao naturally knew that Yan Moyu's words were no different from Yu Duhuan's words, and if it was it, it would be it. The happy little Jiao smiled, swam and climbed onto Yan Moyu's shoulder, babbling in Yan Moyu's ear, as if showing off his merits.

Yan Moyu didn't have any feelings about the death of these nine Demon Sect disciples, and after hastily cleaning up their corpses, he went into the cave to cultivate his body, and he came out just now because he was worried that the movements of these people would disturb Yu Duanhuan's rest, so he came out to help Xiao Jiao.

Half a month has passed in a flash, and during this time, Yan Moyu has taken a large amount of pills, fortunately, her injuries have been healed, and even her cultivation has improved, but Yu Duhuan's situation is a little unsatisfactory, no matter what pills she takes, no matter how she recupes, her spiritual power has not recovered to its original level.

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