The Yaqi Orochi's body has eight heads and eight tails, and its name is Yaqi. It is classified as a fierce beast among the ancient beasts and beasts, and it is a symbol of strange disasters, and there is a legend that it is one of the sources of floods, and the eight heads have their own merits, such as water control and fire resistance, corrosion, etc. It is also a rather troublesome character among the beasts.

Now the king to the king, the soldier to the soldier, the three young masters are all fighting here to meet the enemy, the green snake as a subordinate naturally can't just stand by and watch the play, since they can't deal with Feng Sheng, then this little lark is not a problem, maybe he can help the third young master something, so as to get his great reward.

"Miss Yun'er, the third young master doesn't have time to take care of you now, so let's have a good time with you!" The green snake smiled wickedly, and said that he and several second-order demon snakes next to him attacked the little lark, threatening to devour it alive.

"The third young master is definitely not an opponent that I can defeat, on the side of the green snake, I can try to delay the time and not be caught by it and drag down the childe, but what else can I do for the son to share the pressure?"

This is their family's natural supernatural power, the lark clan doesn't like to fight, and they don't have any powerful attack skills, but fortunately, they have support skills, although this increase may not be obvious, but it may still have an unexpected effect in a pinch.

Although Miss Yun'er was only a small second-order demon beast, her help to Feng Sheng was really limited, but this was also what she could do for him at the moment. It's just that the wish is very beautiful, but the reality is even more cruel, her singing blessing on Feng Sheng has not had any effect, she has been subjected to a strong backlash, her true qi is churning and rushing, and her body is uncontrollable and almost falls from the sky.

Thinking about it, she is a small second-order demon beast, and her strength is probably equivalent to the desolate realm of human beings, but she wants to assist a powerhouse like Feng Sheng in the Void God Realm, and it is strange that she can not suffer from backlash, although now Feng Sheng's origin is still falling, but the gap between the two is still huge, and fortunately, Feng Sheng has no defensive malice towards her, otherwise she would not simply be a true qi churning, and she may be killed directly. This is like a small branch that also wants to stir up the sea, and naturally there is no trace of ups and downs for Feng Sheng.

The gods are angry, millions of corpses, drifting thousands of miles, the strong flick their sleeves, a frown, a divine thought or even a thought can kill mortals thousands of times, the so-called destiny is unpredictable, and the power of heaven is not completely unreasonable, if you want to do my life by me, then you must have the strength to speak first, otherwise you will shut up for me, because you don't even have the qualifications to speak!

The admiration of power and the desire for power to control one's own destiny and the destiny of others have stimulated batch after batch of people, demons, and spirits to practice, practice and practice, just to one day be able to climb to the pinnacle of martial arts, to be the person who holds the sun and the moon and picks the stars, and dominates the world.

"How strong should this son be?" The little lark slowly leaned and stood quietly in the treetops, still feeling a trace of palpitations when he recalled the majestic sight of the true qi like the sea.

"You just need to stay aside and take care of yourself!" Feng Sheng didn't pay much attention to her, and continued to fight the three-headed snake, and the battle between the two also entered the white-hot stage.

"Yaqi Orochi, isn't there a little bit of his bloodline, and maybe the bloodline is so thin, if it is the real Yaqi Snake standing in front of me today, I will turn around and run away without saying a word, but you haven't been able to make me feel scared yet. Let me show you what is the real ability," said Feng Sheng, preparing to attack again, with the long sword in his hand, and the sword intent condensed, "Let's see if your copper skin and iron bones or ancient bloodline are powerful or my sword intent is superior." ”

A sword is a cloud and rain, a sword is powerful to destroy all enemies, between life and death, but a line of separation, a difference of thoughts!

"The Ancient Bloodline Technique, the Water Dissolution Technique!" "With his instinct to perceive the extraordinaryness of Feng Sheng's sword, the three-headed snake hurriedly used all his strength to deal with it, the left head mouth spewed out a high-pressure water flow, and the one on the right spewed out a burst of corrosive gas turbidity.

That is, with this trick, the third young master can make a name for himself in the entire demon world, if the strength is not strong and he can't withstand the high-pressure waterjet, which part of the body will definitely be carved out of a hole; even if there is a way to resist this high-pressure waterjet, he must be careful to guard against the strong corrosiveness of his water body, and if he is contaminated, he must quickly break his body to survive, abandon the car and protect the handsome, otherwise the whole body will turn into a bubble of blood and water without a cup of tea, and just thinking about it makes me feel extremely mad.

The ability of the Yaqi Snake to control water and corrosion has been confirmed today.

It's just that these three young masters have ignored something, but there is no big water body here, and in terms of home advantage, he just said that he didn't have much geographical advantage, and he might have to be seriously weakened.

Feng Sheng is sword took it, the sword was smooth, and the water knife of the third young master was split in half from the middle, and the water blade rolled and splashed the corrosive water on the hands of a few unlucky subordinates who were close to the side, only to hear a miserable scream of "ah", the person was gone, and there was a pool of blood on the ground out of thin air.

"What a sharp sword! How could such a sword intent be so powerful?" The third young master was shocked, although Feng Sheng's sword and his own high-pressure corrosion water knife just now canceled out the power of each other, and did not cause him a trace of damage, but when he thought about that power, he would still feel a palpitation, this person cultivated the wind system cutting sword intent? Otherwise, how could it be so sharp, or maybe he himself was superb, and the difference in strength between the two was extremely great? The third young master, who had just picked up his life, let out a long breath, and as soon as he relaxed his mind, he didn't dare to think about it more, so he still gathered his whole mind to deal with the enemy in front of him first, but Feng Sheng's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost again.

He was startled at first, but then settled down, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I admit that your sword intent is sharp and powerful enough, but it is absolutely impossible to break through my scale armor, it was impossible to inflict even a trace of damage on it before, what will change now? No matter how many times you try, the result will be the same." ”

Taking the initiative to attack, attacking as defense is certainly commendable courage, but I can't destroy you, you can't break my defense, everyone is deadlocked against the sky is a tie, this is still based on the assumption made on the premise that the two of them are the same, what about reality?

Looking at Feng Sheng's appearance, he is only more than a hundred years old, no matter how arrogant and demonic he is, how can he be compared with himself with himself with the bloodline of ancient beasts?

Therefore, the ultimate winner of this protracted battle must be himself, without doubt!

It's just that he hasn't been able to be proud for long, and the reality of slapping his face is a pain:

"Pick up the sword!" Feng Sheng's long sword in his hand was picked up from the bottom up, the blade pierced its surface, drawing out a big hole, the wound continued to expand along the sword, and finally spread to the end of his entire head, closing the sword, the head in the middle of the third young master also fell down, and the three-headed snake also became a two-headed snake, so will it be renamed the second young master in the future?

"Damn, you dare to cut off one of my heads? I'm not done with you!" Endure the pain of the severed head, the blood flowed, and the third young master no longer thought about fighting with Feng Sheng, he turned his head and ran, and he didn't tremble, such a strong man was definitely not something he could handle, so he should go back to someone first and then say anything about revenge.

"Oh, it turns out that you can still survive if you lose your head, but it's also a good life!" Now this three-headed snake, it shouldn't be said that the condition of the two-headed snake is indeed exactly the same as Feng Sheng thought, he didn't think about killing him at the beginning, just teach him a lesson.

"Quickly cover the retreat of the third young master!" Seeing that the third young master had an accident, the green snake, who was entangled with the little lark on the side, also hurriedly put down the work in his hand and rushed to the middle of the third young master and Feng Sheng to cover the third young master's retreat, preventing Feng Sheng's killers from leaving him forever.

"Okay, Yun'er, you have found a good helper to resist me, but do you think this is really the end of it? I will make you regret the pain for the rest of your life, just start today!" Throwing down a cruel word, the third young master and his group of subordinates completely disappeared into the jungle, without a single figure.

Won? Really won the third young master! It's only a few rounds to be able to repel it, and this Feng Sheng Gongzi is too strong. Everything was like a dream, and it was hard for her to accept that it could be true, like a dream.

"Hey, the opponent is still too weak, and it didn't have any trial effect at all!" The little lark was incredulous, but he was very happy, but Feng Sheng didn't have the joy of the rest of her life after the catastrophe, and she made some post-war summaries there, with a reluctant face, if the little lark didn't see the whole process of the battle and thought that Feng Sheng had suffered some major internal injury, he drooped his head and didn't say a word, and he was almost suffocated like a flatulent balloon.

didn't pay much attention to what the little girl thought, and let her continue to lead the way and set off again.

After walking not far, the little lark stopped again, her eyelids kept jumping on the way, carefully recalling the last words of the third young master, and then thinking of his consistent style, how he thought and how wrong, and there was a faint uneasiness in her heart, "Childe, I'm sorry." I have to go home first, and I can't go on with you. ”

After speaking, regardless of whether Feng Sheng agreed or not, and what kind of reaction he had, the little lark turned his head and rushed away in the northwest direction.

"Forget it, I'll go with her, it's not bad for this time anyway. Without a guide, Feng Sheng didn't know how to go for a while, so he followed the little lark and went with her.

...

The little lark's house was a little far away, and the two of them had been flying in this forest for almost three hours, and this was still the two of them driving straight towards their destination without turning around, otherwise the time would be much more than that.

has reached the boundary range of the little lark clan's residence, and saw an acquaintance lying on the road dying, Yun'er girl stopped, stepped forward to help her up, and asked about the situation.

"Jiahui, what's wrong with you? Why did you end up here?"

After asking seven or eight hundred questions in a row, this woman named Jiahui did not show a trace of gratitude or joy when she saw clearly who rescued her, but was full of curses and resentment, and with the last bit of strength in her body, she grabbed Miss Yun'er's neck with both hands, and roared angrily,

"It's you, all of this is your evil star, what did our Lark clan do for generations to have such a scourge as you..."

While crying bitterly, tears flowed down like a rushing river, and consciousness gradually dissipated.

She left with a lot of anger and resentment, and she refused to let her hands go down from Miss Yun'er's neck until she died...

What is it that makes a person have such a strong grudge against themselves?

The little lark gently removed the woman's hand and simply placed it under a big tree, and he didn't care about doing anything for her, so something must have happened.