The two giant pythons pressed the formation, and the disciples of the Luo family protected Ma Haohao and Tang Mingqiong in the center, like a piece of armor full of blades, which could not be touched by others.

He is well versed in the principle of separation and dissolution. If Tang Mingqiong is allowed to unite the strength of others and twist into a rope, no matter how many people on his side are, it will not be so easy to win.

The safest and most effective way is to break them up, crumple them, and break them one by one.

Qianjian lifted the folding fan in his hand, and the fan that could only be used as a pretending to be forced in Mahao's opinion turned out to be another mystery.

The fan bone that looks like a sandalwood texture hides a killing machine, and as soon as it is injected with aura, sharp teeth pop out of it, as if it has become a sharp weapon for killing.

With the force of his wrist, he threw out the folding fan attached to the aura, and the folding fan had become a flywheel during the rotation, heading straight for the two giant pythons.

The high-speed rotating sharp teeth met Xiao Hei head-on, the black python flicked its tail to fight, and the dark scale armor and the flywheel touched in the air, and the friction sound suddenly brought scarlet sparks.

The flywheel was stained with dry aura, and when it touched the hard snake tail, its speed stagnated, but its strength did not decrease at all, and it actually cut through the black python scale armor alive, leaving a deep scratch on its flesh and blood.

Xiao Hei opened his mouth in pain and roared, and wanted to fight the flywheel again, but he saw the white python throw its long body, stand up to the flywheel, and shake it back to the monks with a hard touch.

Before those monks could have thought of such an unfolding, they had already been cut off by a flywheel and cut off their heads.

When the head hit the ground, there was still a dead expression on his face.

"Brute, you dare!"

The blood stimulated everyone's eyes, and the relatives and friends of the monk who died tragically were enraged, and they drew their swords and slashed at the Sky Swallowing Python as if they were out of their minds.

The clarion call of war always needs to be sounded with blood.

The vanguard of the death squad has already gone into battle, and the follow-up "warriors" also seem to be infected by such emotions, and they are not willing to lag behind, and under the leadership of Elder Qian, they attack the black and white pythons respectively.

The folding fan flew back into Qian's hand, and he swung the sharp weapon in his hand again.

This time, the target was not the two giant pythons, but the encirclement where Tang Mingqiong was.

……

The breathing of the crowd was tense.

The dry disease is full of force, the folding fan flywheel is whistling with the wind, the scale armor of the black python can still be pierced, how can the inferior spirit sword in the hands of the Luo family's disciples have the power to fight with it?

"Get out of the way!"

Tang Mingqiong said in his mouth, and before the Luo family disciple who was protecting him could react, he had already swept out a palm and shook them away from both sides.

The flywheel was as fast as the wind, and Tang Mingqiong's other palm hit the spinning roulette wheel with his bare hands, and grabbed the folding fan in his palm with his bare hands.

The sharp teeth on the fan bone cut dripping scars on his palm, but his hand did not move at all.

The momentum brought by the flywheel forced him back half a step, Tang Mingqiong's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he used the demonic qi in the palm of his hand, and with another force, the folding fan that sharpened iron like clay actually broke like this.

Ma Hao gasped, not because the magic weapon of the dry disease was easily broken by Tang Mingqiong, but because he caught a glimpse of Tang Mingqiong's flesh and blood blurred palm.

"Senior brother, are you alright?!" Ma Hao grabbed Tang Mingqiong's right hand, and suddenly became a little angry that he was useless.

She has always been emotionally indifferent, self-willed, and doesn't care about other people's opinions.

Ma Hao never thinks that it is a sad thing for the weak to seek protection, nor does he think how great the strong are who voluntarily dedicate, and the essence is just "one is willing to fight and one is willing to suffer".

But at this moment, there has never been a moment like now, which makes her realize how uncomfortable it is to become a burden to others, to become a burden to Tang Mingqiong!

The demonic qi lingered on Tang Mingqiong's wounds, and the already mottled palm not only did not have a tendency to heal, but instead festered sharply because of the demonic qi.

Ma Haohao's heart seemed to be held in someone's hands, which made her feel pain for a while.

She regretted that she didn't find a few magic weapons to put on her body before going out, so that at this time, except for being in a hurry, she couldn't use anything.

"I'm fine." Tang Mingqiong wanted to touch Ma Hao's eyes and ask her not to look at him like that.

He was afraid that he couldn't help but hide these weeping eyes, and from now on he could only cry to him alone.

He stretched out his hand, and when he was about to touch Ma Haohao, he remembered that his hands were full of heavy demonic energy, and finally he only gently stroked her face through the air.

"I'm fine." He repeated, "Go find a safe place to stay and don't distract me." ”

Ma Hao nodded, but he still couldn't help but worry about Tang Mingqiong's hand.

However, as a powerless drag, her fears could do nothing.

Tang Mingqiong is right, she is dragging her feet when she stays, where can she worry about the protagonist's life?

"Enough!"

Qian, who was ignored on the side, finally couldn't help but speak, and the drama of Tang Mingqiong and Luo Qingyu's deep love and righteousness simply made him disgusting.

His afterglow fell on the magic weapon that had been broken by Tang Mingqiong, and the fire of jealousy and jealousy almost burned his reason.

The talent of this physical body is already superior, but it is still not comparable to the cultivation speed of the innate demon bone.

However, a few days after coming out of the Little Secret Realm, Tang Mingqiong's cultivation had a breakthrough, how could he not be jealous?

Qianjian sneered, what he was most unaccustomed to was this kind of pride of the sky. Whether it's a root or a bone, or a furnace, why should they have to go with all the good things?

He's going to get it out of their hands one by one.

"Don't pretend anymore, I'm really pitiful for you, one is destined to be sacrificed, and the other is in love with the daughter of the enemy who killed his father, you are really a natural pair~" Qianji's smile was full of malice, and his smile made him look like a demon wearing human skin.

"Tang Mingqiong, don't you want to know who the demon cultivator who slaughtered your Tang family back then? That demon cultivator is really ruthless, and the lives of thousands of people will be killed without blinking an eye. ”

"Have you ever dreamed of that scene? The scenery of the blood-stained Tang family must be beautiful, did the screams and begging for mercy in the sky make you excited? ”

"Isn't it strange, why is the entire Tang family dead, and only you are alive? yes, it's really strange, why did that person just let you go? You don't think it's all a fluke? ”

Even though he knew that he was just trying to sow discord, Tang Mingqiong was still so excited that he clenched his palms.

His expression was calm, but there was a demonic energy riot under his eyes, and the back of his hand was full of beating green tendons, as if he was about to burst into anger in the next second.

But he still refused to let him go: "I know you don't believe it. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, I'll help you ask your good father-in-law, the loyal Demon Realm Zhongliang. ”

"Luo family master, you say, am I true or false?"