Chapter 770 is more than one

Ye Qingcheng and Lihuo were also struggling, even if they temporarily trapped this monster, they had no better chance to kill, so they could only keep consuming.

However, the primordial sword beast did not give them a chance, and under the tireless entanglement, it spun violently, flicked the centipede arm, and spun wildly.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz......"

In an instant, the majestic cyan miasma condensed into a ball of green mist with a diameter of thirty zhang, and it spun out rapidly. At the same time, sharp knife shadows also crossed the miasma, spinning like a crazy meat grinder.

Suddenly, a stream of blood spurted out, and it roared out of the fire, like a fire arrow, and flew out in embarrassment. Then, Ye Qingcheng also covered his bloody chest and flew out from another direction.

At this moment, the cyan miasma suddenly collapsed, and the shadows of giant balls formed by knife marks appeared in the air.

As the giant ball of scar gradually disappeared, the primeval sword beast standing in the middle panted and dragged the centipede's arm.

Ye Qingcheng hurriedly condensed the thunder, sealed the blood marks on his chest, and stared at the hideous monster in horror. Although its strength is stronger than him, it also muttered the form wrongly, Ye Qingcheng and Lihuo are not the timid and cowardly beast tamers of Scorpion Tail Tower, they have experienced in blood and fire many times, and they have already achieved the most tacit cooperation.

Faced with this situation, the Ancient Knife Beast chose to retreat, its blue-gray carapace, sticky beast blood continued to flow, roared angrily a few times, and then, slammed north.

However, Lihuo carried a flaming ruler knife and chased after him without hesitation.

"Leave the fire!" Ye Qingcheng wanted to stop it, even if they joined forces, it would be very difficult to deal with this kind of monster.

Li Huo Ze said without looking back: "Over the years, I have been cultivating frantically, just to fight. My knife must drink blood!"

Ye Qingcheng shook his head gently, the fire has not changed, once the fight starts, it will always be so crazy.

The Ancient Sword Beast, which had lost its fighting spirit, was chased thousands of feet away from the fire, and was finally chased.

"Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!T

Once chased, the sword from the fire slashed furiously towards the primeval sword beast like a storm. And when it saw that Ye Qingcheng did not follow, it immediately moved its killing intent, and also flicked its arm to fight with Lihuo.

No matter how fierce he is, fighting one-on-one, Lihuo is still not the opponent of the Ancient Sword Beast. After a few duels, Lihuo was beaten back frequently.

However, just as he was retreating, Ye Qingcheng's voice came.

"Get out of the way!"

Hearing the sound, he immediately flew up from the fire, and behind him, a majestic figure stood.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes flashed with a cold glow of dark pupils, and one flashed with a silver light of thunder. At the same time, his short silver hair was messy in the wind, and the broken sword in his hand had been completely reforged, condensed into an eight-foot-long sword, with red chains linked to the sword, and unleashed a terrifying sword power. For the Ancient Sword Beast, this scene appeared too hastily, and as soon as it flickered away from the fire, Ye Qingcheng had already appeared in front of it, so that it didn't have the slightest chance to react.

"Judgment Sword Technique, Bone Extraction!" Ye Qingcheng clenched the Xuanxue Sword with both hands, like a judge, and slashed the sword diagonally.

"!!Shh

A terrifying yellow sword shadow, like a yellow crescent moon, slashed ferociously at the Primeval Sword Beast that was caught off guard with the power of ten thousand thunderbolts.

In an instant of a snap of his fingers, a beast's blood spurted away, and the Ancient Sword Beast screamed miserably. At the same time, a centipede's arm broke, and it struggled frantically and fell.

The Ancient Knife Beast hugged its severed centipede arm, trembling in pain.

At this moment, the fire wasted no time in flying behind the Ancient Knife Beast, and then, a sharp fire claw stretched out from the neck of the Ancient Knife Beast, clasped its chin, and violently moved its body, lying in the air. Immediately afterwards, Lihuo quickly jumped onto its chest, in a half-crouching position, held the hilt of the knife with both hands, raised the flaming knife, and shouted in a deep voice: "Evil fire burns the heart!"

"Poof!!"

The terrifying flame straight knife instantly pierced the chest of the primeval sword beast. The fire spirit hidden inside the fire knife was like a surging underground river, frantically pouring into its body. In its mouth and nostrils, wisps of goose-yellow smoke immediately flew out of the wounds on its body, and the flesh inside its body was quickly incinerated into ashes, and the blue-gray carapace was burned red and cracked.

After a while, Lihuo pulled out the Flame Ruler Knife, jumped down from the chest of the Ancient Knife Beast, and stood beside Ye Qingcheng. At this time, the primeval sword beast had been burned into an empty shell, ethereal yellow smoke, and wisps of ash were scattered between the empty shells.

"This trick is too cruel. Ye Qingcheng stared at the body in horror and said, "Is it that even the soul is burned?"

"Worms and beasts generally have no soul. Lihuo looked at Ye Qingcheng in surprise and said, "The best way to kill them is to burn them to ashes." That's not what you told me?"

"Ugh. Ye Qingcheng was stunned, he didn't expect that not only did Lihuo's cultivation increase so much, but even his mind became meticulous.

However, just when they thought the danger was over, another unexpected accident occurred.

The blazing wasteland was suddenly shrouded in a strange shadow. It's like there's a giant curtain that covers it. The flames that burned around it, under the cover of this grotesque, turned grayish and white, and the surroundings were dim.

At this time, the shadows of black birds, like falling black clouds, fell down quietly.

"Just kill a little minion, and then take it lightly?"

The darkness was still shrouded in the surroundings, and one after another the phantoms of the blackbirds kept falling. It's like a formation, or a nightingale's domain.

Ye Qingcheng saw the nightingale's gaze, stared at the position behind him, immediately realized something, immediately turned around, and when he saw the guy behind him who was not aware of it, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Ten zhang away behind him, there was another primeval sword beast. It was gray-white and larger than its predecessors, carrying a dozen bloody human skins on its shoulders and dragging a hideous centipede arm. Different from the previous one, this one is stronger, above its nostrils, a honeycomb-like, dense eye appeared, and in each small eye, the figure of him and Lihuo was imprinted.

It carried a dozen human skins, all of which belonged to the members of the Scorpion Tail Tower, and these were its trophies. Not only that, but in one of its sharp claws, it also grabbed a red fire dragon ball.

"What level is this?" asked Lihuo in horror.

Ye Qingcheng shook his head, and cold sweat ran down his cheeks. Ten feet behind him, he didn't notice anything wrong, if it weren't for the nightingale's presence, it wouldn't have had to make any effort to kill them.

"You-" The most bizarre thing is that this primeval sword beast actually stretched out the Fire Dragon Ball in his hand, and said stiffly in a dull voice: "You know, this is, what is it for?"