Cheng Peng!

Seeing this, Wu Gou shouted loudly.

In front of the powerful centipede, Zhao Chengpeng looked too weak.

This is just a blow from the centipede, and Zhao Chengpeng will be knocked away, how should Zhao Chengpeng deal with the next attack?

As soon as Wu Gou thought of this, he immediately saw the centipede fly up and hit Zhao Chengpeng again.

It wasn't just hit with his body, but he was surrounded by yellow sand, and countless gravel slapped on Zhao Chengpeng's body, which soon made him have more wounds on his body.

However, Zhao Chengpeng still did not admit defeat, and the giant sword in his hand waved again.

Now the giant sword in Zhao Chengpeng's hand is a medium-grade spiritual weapon refined by Tongtian according to the Xuanyu heavy sword, which is extremely heavy and powerful, if Zhao Chengpeng encounters a monk of the same level, he can defeat the other party with one sword.

But in front of the desert centipede, it can't play a role.

After all, the defense of this centipede is extremely strong, and its body is comparable to the strength of a medium-grade spiritual weapon, which is already about the same level as the Xuanyu heavy sword in Zhao Chengpeng's hand, and Zhao Chengpeng, who originally relied on the advantage of magic weapons, has no advantage at the moment.

Bang!

Zhao Chengpeng attacked the desert centipede again, but he was still thrown away.

At this moment, Zhao Chengpeng was killed again and again, and was knocked away again and again, like a moth to a fire, tireless, not afraid of life and death.

Soon, blood stained Zhao Chengpeng's clothes, and the wounds on his body were obviously exposed, and the scars were shocking.

"Master, is Zhao Chengpeng going to play with his life?" Wu Gou saw this, and his heart tightened.

Seeing Zhao Chengpeng's appearance, he resounded that when the two of them practiced together, every move, every move, Zhao Chengpeng would practice dozens or even hundreds of times, making people look silly and stupid.

Wu Gou once asked Zhao Chengpeng, why are you practicing so hard?

And Zhao Chengpeng scratched his head and told him that he was relatively dull in front of other monks, and if he didn't work hard, he would be pulled further and further away by others.

Regarding his qualifications, Zhao Chengpeng knew very well in his heart, whether it was compared with Wu Hook or with other Xuandan Realm cultivators of the sect, he was considered an unpopular existence, and even inferior to Mo Chen and others from Yan Gufeng.

Knowing the lack and moving forward, Zhao Chengpeng has always used this sentence to encourage himself, in order to cultivate, he can pay a thousand times or ten thousand times more effort than others.

"Maybe!" Tongtian watched Zhao Chengpeng being lifted off again and again, slightly moved.

However, what made him feel relieved was that although Zhao Chengpeng was repelled every time, he did not repeat his mistakes, but continued to improve, and every time he was knocked away, Zhao Chengpeng felt something and adjusted his attack.

"If it goes on like this, will he be able to hold on?" Wu Gou said worriedly, "Master, or you can help him!"

"Help, now it's hurting him to help him. Tongtian shook his head, "This kind of tempering may be a good thing for him, if he can defeat this demon beast, it will be of great benefit to his future cultivation path." ”

"Defeat this demon beast, how is this possible!" Wu Gou was shocked.

Tongtian actually wanted him to defeat this demon beast, this is a demon beast in the middle of the Xuandan Realm, if it weren't for his own coincidence, I'm afraid it would be impossible to defeat this demon beast.

Now let Zhao Chengpeng deal with this demon beast alone?

Isn't that a joke?

If there were other monks here, they would surely mock Tongtian as well.

Demon beasts have been stronger than monks in the same realm since ancient times, and when fighting at the same level, demon beasts will take the initiative, and now they really need Zhao Chengpeng to fight across levels?

"Anything is possible!" Tongtian looked at Wu Gou, "You didn't think you would be able to defeat this centipede, but then you did." ”

"But I ......" Wu Gou wanted to refute, but was indeed stopped by Tongtian.

"This centipede seems to be strong, but it does have weaknesses, if Zhao Chengpeng can find the weakness of the other party, he can defeat it, or even kill it. Tongtian looked at the battle ahead lightly, "Moreover, if you want to truly find the treasure of the secret realm, you must defeat this demon beast." ”

"I can help Zhao Chengpeng, but in that case, Zhao Chengpeng will lose the qualification to hunt for treasures in the secret realm, and what awaits him will be out. ”

Out?

Because you didn't defeat this centipede?

It's too hard, isn't it?

Wu Gou didn't expect things to be like this at all, only by defeating this centipede could he compete for the treasure of the secret realm?

"Is this true?" Wu Gou said to himself after listening to it.

At the same time, he was secretly glad that he did not retreat, and if he retreated, he would naturally lose an opportunity.

But this is too tragic for Zhao Chengpeng. Wu Gou didn't dare to look at Zhao Chengpeng at this time.

Zhao Chengpeng's body is not intact at all, he is already scarred up and down, and the yuan power in his body is also pitiful, so he has to rely on absorbing the surrounding vitality to make up for the lack of power in his body.

Even his movements have slowed down, not as smooth as before.

"Me, am I going to the limit?"

The blood blurred Zhao Chengpeng's eyes, causing his vision to be slightly affected.

Bang!

Before the centipede could attack, it rushed up, and the sharp spikes scratched his body again, adding a few hideous scars to him.

"No, I don't want to fall!" The Yuan Force in Zhao Chengpeng's body was already running out, and both Shenhai and Xuandan had become dim.

Although he is now absorbing the vitality around him, it is not enough to be able to fight.

"Ah......" Zhao Chengpeng in the air suddenly let out a miserable scream, and saw that the yellow centipede had trapped his whole body.

The centipede's body was tightly wrapped around Zhao Chengpeng's body, and the sharp spikes pierced directly into his body.

Let's go!

Drops of blood fell to the ground, but they quickly disappeared into the golden desert.

"Pengzi!" Wu Hook roared angrily, if it hadn't been for Tongtian to stop him, he would have rushed up to help by now.

Although he has not recovered himself now, how can he watch it with peace of mind when he sees Zhao Chengpeng suffering such torture.

"This matter can only be relied on by himself!" Tongtian said lightly, "Don't worry, he can't die now." ”

"Ah......h

Bursts of pain stimulated Zhao Chengpeng's nerves, constantly echoing in his sea of consciousness.

However, although he was now seriously injured, the maddening pain had calmed him down even more.

The already vague consciousness seemed to be activated at this moment.

Heavenly Sword Twelve Style!

Zhao Chengpeng's mind came up with the movements of Tongtian rehearsing the twelve styles of the Heavenly Sword for him, every move, every movement, even every breath, and every time how the power in his body operated, it became extremely clear.

"This, this ......" Zhao Chengpeng was like a drowning man grasping the last life-saving straw, desperately integrating all his sword moves.

I see!

Soon, Zhao Chengpeng's eyes gradually became colder, and the whole person became extremely calm, looking at the centipede wrapped around his body, his brows furrowed slightly.

At this time, the centipede that entwined Zhao Chengpeng found that the human being was still not dead, so it opened its bloody mouth and came at Zhao Chengpeng.

"Pengzi, be careful!" Wu Hook on the side saw this situation and reminded loudly.

Zhao Chengpeng, who was trapped, acted as if he hadn't heard, and let the centipede attack him.

Just when the centipede was about to smash Zhao Chengpeng, a Dao sword light was suddenly released around Zhao Chengpeng's body, and the Xuanyu heavy sword in his hand also turned into a black phantom and rushed straight towards the centipede.

Bang!

The Xuanyu heavy sword and the centipede's head collided together, and an earth-shattering sound came again.

Under Zhao Chengpeng's body, because of this impact, a yellow sand storm was formed, and it spun rapidly.

After being attacked by the giant sword, the centipede retreated unprecedentedly, and opened a distance from Zhao Chengpeng, one person and one centipede facing each other in the air.

Zhao Chengpeng has completely turned into a bloody man, but his whole momentum has become high, and behind him, there seems to be a flame burning.

"Kill!" Zhao Chengpeng spit out the word heavily, and then rushed towards the centipede.

Bang!

The Xuanyu heavy sword turned into an afterimage and slammed into the centipede's head.

A ball of sparks suddenly lit up, and then the centipede's huge body instantly curled up, and Zhao Chengpeng did not stop there, and swung out again with a sword, each sword slashed at the same position of the centipede's head.

The centipede wanted to dodge, but no matter how it dodged, it couldn't dodge Zhao Chengpeng's attack.

Swing your sword and slash!

Zhao Chengpeng didn't know how many swords he swung, and the huge centipede was powerless to dodge from the beginning to now.

"This, is this girl hanging?"

Wu Gou saw the majestic Zhao Chengpeng, and couldn't help but scolded excitedly.

Zhao Chengpeng was dying just now, and it had only been less than a quarter of an hour, and he was unstoppable like the god of war.

"It's not that it's open, his sword path is close to the realm of the unity of human and sword. Tongtian said lightly.

The three realms of the sword, the sword goes with the heart, the sword intent is clear, the human sword is one, Zhao Chengpeng has reached the realm of sword intent when he entered the Xuandan realm, and after cultivating the twelve styles of the heavenly sword, he has reached the middle stage of sword intent, and just now, under the threat of death, Zhao Chengpeng's sword cultivation has been improved again, and he has directly reached the peak of the late sword intent realm.

This progress was not a sudden epiphany, but an explosion that he had accumulated to a certain extent.

If there is no threat to his life this time, I am afraid it will take some time for Zhao Chengpeng to reach this point.

Click!

There was a crisp sound in the air, and the massive body of the desert centipede suddenly fell to the ground.