"Hurry up, one of its pincers has been destroyed, and its combat power is less than one-twelfth, so join forces to kill him!" the purple-clothed man roared, holding a long sword, and dodged on.

Under the bombardment of Di Shuye's punch, one of the snow trace scorpion's pincers lost its combat effectiveness, and only one giant pincer remained, dealing with several two-star saints and a purple-clothed man, and suddenly looked a little reluctant.

"Hiss ......"

The blood-red light in the giant eyes on his back flashed, and the **-colored giant claws that the snow trace scorpion had originally stepped on the ground trembled slightly, and then the ground on which its claws were stepping on, with each of its claws as the center, suddenly condensed a trace of white mist within a radius of one zhang, and then the tooth-souring 'crunch' sound continued to sound, and the ground within this zhang suddenly froze.

At the same time, the tip of the sharp tail needle that was constantly swinging was also flickering, and a 'whoosh' sound slashed through a miserable white trace, stabbing fiercely at those two-star saints.

"Watch out for his gifted supernatural powers, Iclamons!"

The scorpion tail was fast, and the purple-clothed man's voice was even faster, and he shouted, and the long sword in his hand was thrown away, and he controlled the long sword to attack from a distance.

The two-star saints heard the cheers of the purple-clothed man, and they all retreated violently, and one of them was slightly stunned, and before he could react, he felt an extremely cold breath above his head shoot out. The man didn't hesitate, and with a flick of his feet flew to the side.

But then the snow trail scorpion's tail spun around and hit the man's back from the bottom up.

"Snort"

The flickering tail needle caught up with the man in the blink of an eye, and with a 'snort' broke through the protective body's cultivation power, directly piercing his chest, the man didn't have time to let out a miserable scream, and suddenly his whole body clicked several times, condensing into a popsicle.

"Roar"

With a loud roar, the snow trace scorpion tail needle was withdrawn, and the popsicle fell to the ground, falling into countless pieces of debris, and a two-star saint was killed in an instant.

Solved a two-star saint, the snow trace scorpion had big eyes, glared at the long sword that was constantly stabbing above his head, and suddenly swung his right pincer, and slashed at the long sword in mid-air without a head, but the big eyes on his back were constantly aiming around.

"It turns out that he is also the end of the crossbow. The purple-clothed man's eyes were so sharp, he could see the retreat in the eyes of the snow trace scorpion at a glance, and he also felt that after this big guy performed that trick just now, his breath was extremely unstable. Immediately made a move with his right hand, and the long sword rushed back into his hand, and then shouted: "Strike together, kill!"

Several two-star saints who were originally a little apprehensive because of the killing of a saint heard the purple-clothed man drink, and suddenly felt a chill in their hearts: "Isn't this telling me to die?" Immediately, the saint-level perception instantly changed and found that the aura of the snow trace scorpion was a little disordered, and they glanced at each other, and they already understood what each other meant, and they all raised their weapons in their hands, shouted, and killed the snow trace scorpion at the same time.

In fact, the Snow Trace Scorpion is indeed at the end of the crossbow, and Di Shuye's punch is the maximum attack power he can exert now, and the 'Four Nine to One' used by the fist method of the "Guiyi Sword Technique".

The four-nine-thirty-six punches were struck almost at the same instant, and the power of one punch was enough to split the mountain and crack the rock. The Snow Scorpion is certainly strong, but its defense is not as strong as its strength. In addition, Di Shuye's punch was driven by Han Jing Qi, which contained cultivation power and soul power, although a slight soul attack could not directly make it lose its combat effectiveness, but in addition to its serious injury, this trace of soul attack still had a great impact on it.

Seeing a group of people killing, the snow scorpion suddenly panicked, the purple-clothed man's cultivation was not low, the snow scorpion seemed to know that he couldn't deal with that person in his current state, glanced around, and a few giant feet shook slightly, and they had rushed towards the outside of the beast pit.

But the direction it rushed in was coincidental, and it was the place where Di Shuye was hanging.

Every step of the huge claw caused a violent tremor on the ground, and the seemingly huge body was extremely fast, and in an instant, it had already rushed to the edge of the hundreds of meters of the beast pit, and the right pincer poked out, wanting to climb the pit wall and tumble out.

Seeing the behavior of the snow trace scorpion, the people behind stopped chasing it, and with ridicule in their eyes, they slowly flew over.

"Alas, that two-star saint's punch is really powerful, but I didn't expect to die under the snow trace scorpion pincers, pitiful. A one-star saint in the distance sighed.

"How do you know he's dead? He's just been knocked away, it's not sure if he's dead or not. One of the people next to him muttered.

The man who spoke before sneered, raised his chin, and sneered: "Even if you don't die, how can you not die if you smash it down this time?"

The man was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes, and sure enough, the position where the snow trace scorpion's pincers fell was the same place where the two-star saint hung before, and he slowly shook his head and sighed.

Whether it was these two people, or the other one-star saints around, and even the two-star saints who were besieging the snow trace scorpion, they didn't seem to care about Di Shuye's life or death, at most they sighed, but no one came to the rescue, and they didn't even investigate whether they were alive or dead.

"Whew"

The strong wind was howling, and the snow trace scorpion claw claw was fiercely on the edge of the pit, seeing that Di Shuye's body was about to be smashed into a meat pie by this tongs, but everyone suddenly found that Di Shuye, who was originally hanging, suddenly shook his head and woke up.

"He's not dead?" The man in purple was stunned, but he still didn't want to be rescued, as if he was happy to see Di Shuye being shot to death.

Di Shuye was indeed shaken away, but he did not die, nor did he faint. The furious power of the snow trace scorpion was indeed extremely strong, and under one blow, his body was like a heavy hammer striking hard, and his entire body was seriously injured in an instant, and even some of the meridians in his body were shattered.

However, his strong soul power kept his consciousness awake at all times, and he used his soul power to automatically mobilize the changes in the essence of his body, and then used his essence to control the Danhuo energy**, ** for the power of the wood surname, and slowly repaired the injuries in his body.

In addition, he also separated a wisp of soul power, observed the situation outside, and knew that the snow trace scorpion was coming to his side, so he barely repaired it, and suddenly shook his groggy head, and woke up, but his image at this time was like a living dead.

"Damn, where can't you go, you come to my side?" cursed in his heart, Di Shuye turned over and rose suddenly, the demon erhu in his left hand, the bamboo bow in his right hand, his hands trembled slightly, and suddenly a sharp piano sounded. As the sound of the piano sounded, the sound of the piano broke through the air, and suddenly turned into a larger crab claw, the crab claw was extremely sharp, and the sawtooth was lifelike, just like a real crab claw, and it was fiercely clamped towards the claw that fell in the air.

The snow trace scorpion was caught off guard, but he didn't expect that this person was not dead, and he couldn't retract the pliers, so he was ruthless, and his right pliers smashed down.

"Click"

A dull crashing sound sounded, and the crab claws formed by Di Shuye's qin sound clamped the claws of the snow trace scorpion fiercely, and the two stalemate.

"Yo"

Di Shuye's piano sound changed suddenly, becoming more and more high, and the huge Han Jing Qi crab claws pressed down suddenly, and the sound of the violent bite made people's hair stand on end, and the scalp was numb. Then, under the stunned gaze of everyone, the huge crab claw clicked, cutting the claw of the snow trace scorpion alive.

"Whew"

With a sharp pull of the right wrist, the bamboo bow slashed through the strings of the Demon Erhu, and another sharp sound of the piano sounded through the sky, and the huge crab claw that had begun to become a little illusory became solid again, turned suddenly, and clamped the head of the snow trace scorpion with a 'click', and snapped into the scorpion.

"Click"

A crisp cracking sound continued, accompanied by the sound of the piano and the screams of the snow scorpion, and in an instant, the entire beast pit was filled with the sound of the wind, which made people smell terrifyingly. The next moment, the upper half of the snow scorpion's upper body fell with a clatter, and the pale yellow viscous liquid poured out like a pour, Di Shuye's feet shook, and he retreated, his face was pale, and his chest rose and fell violently.

The blow just now consumed a lot of Han essence, although he killed the snow trace scorpion, but he no longer had the strength to fight, plus the internal injuries had just been repaired, and he had not yet healed, and his whole body was weak for a while, and he sat down on the ground with a 'poof'.

"Damn, I finally killed this thing. The purple-clothed man rushed forward, waved the long sword in his hand, and with a whoosh it disappeared into the brain of the snow trace scorpion, and when he came out again, he was already holding a white Sensen Neidan.

"Haha, the Nedan of the early eighth-level cloud beast, this is a good thing, haha!" The man in purple laughed, and then grabbed it with both hands, and a light blue water balloon appeared, the man in purple pinched and burst the water ball, cleaned the Naidan and threw it in his hand, and then casually put it into his space ring, turned to look at Di Shuye, and said with a smile: "You are very good!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"You should put your things down if you want to go, right?"

A faint voice sounded behind him, and a trace of surprise flashed on the purple-clothed man's face, and he randomly turned to look at Di Shuye with interest. In the distance, those two-star saints looked at Di Shuye at the same time, and secretly glanced at him one by one.

"What, you want this Neidan?" the purple-clothed man asked softly as he swept out of the beast pit and lowered his eyelids.

"It's not that I don't, but this thing belongs to me!" Di Shuye slowly got up. He never expected that this purple-clothed man would take this cloud beast Neidan very naturally, as if he was justified. When he first saw him dig out the Cloud Beast Inner Dan, Di Shuye thought that the other party was going to give the Cloud Beast Inner Dan to himself, but after the purple-clothed man condensed the water ball, he washed it and put it into his own space ring.

"If I'm not mistaken, in the Colosseum, whoever kills the cloud beast, then the cloud beast's Neidan is the one who kills it, don't you know?" Di Shuye squinted his eyes, purple clothes? Can purple clothes just grab other people's things? Others may be afraid of you when they see you in purple clothes, but the master is not afraid of you.

"Yes, that's right, but this rule is set by people, and it is also changed by people, I am responsible for the 1500 Colosseum, I am the rule here, I said who the Cloud Beast Neidan is, that is who's, if you are not convinced, you can defeat me, and then change the rules of the 1500 Colosseum. The purple-clothed man stared at Di Shuye with a smile, this was the first time in so many years that someone had been asked for a cloud beast inner pill.

"Huh...... His instrument, he... Isn't he the boiling Di Shuye that was passed down some time ago? Look at that instrument, it seems to be the legendary Demon Erhu. ”

At this moment, one of the dozen or so one-star saints not far away suddenly screamed.

"Huh? Sure enough, by the way, he killed the snow scorpion with the sound of the piano just now. Yes, he's Deshu Night!" )