Chen Wen's cold gaze stared closely at the direction of Hanguang Jiao, and Chen Hong on the side walked over and said with a smile:

"Senior Brother Chen's twelve absolute swords are really powerful, even these fourth-order demon beasts have been slashed to death by you with one sword, I, Chen Hong, can be regarded as convinced!"

Chen Wen's brows furrowed, cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and his slightly trembling hand lifted the knife again.

"Still dying?"

"Fake death?", Chen Hong was taken aback, and hurriedly looked in the direction of Jiaolong, at this time the dust had gradually dispersed.

On the ground where the cold light Jiao was lying, you can clearly see that there is a long and terrifying wound on its back, the flesh and blood at the wound are turned upside down, and some exposed white bones can be vaguely seen, and a large area of Jiao blood flowed out of the wound, condensing into a pool of blood on the ground.

"Isn't this dead?", Chen Hong pointed to Han Guangjiao's wound.

Ye Zixuan also frowned, he didn't feel any vitality in this dragon, judging from Chen Wen's previous performance, he was not a targetless person.

"This ice stone is so powerful?"

"Hmph!", Chen Wen flipped his palm, took out an extremely small Xuantie flying knife from the storage ring, sneered, Yuan Li poured into the flying knife, exuding a trace of cold air, his fingers shook, and the flying knife lightning shot towards the eyes of the cold light Jiao!

The knife seemed to have crossed the barrier of time and space at once, and did not make any sound.

Cold Light Jiao's eyelids were covered with thick scales, but at the moment when Chen Wen made a move, Cold Light Jiao, who was originally silent, suddenly opened his blood-red eyes and squirted out a mouthful of corrosive liquid.

A sneering sound sounded, and as soon as the flying knife came into contact with this liquid, the vitality immediately exploded, and with a bang, the liquid exploded directly, directly covering everyone in the form of a splash.

Chen Wen, Ye Zixuan, and Chen Hong, who were standing at the front, dodged to the side with a big change in their faces, but this change happened too quickly, and it was really lightning fast.

When Chen Wen and Hanguang Jiao were fighting just now, these warriors didn't dare to come forward, for fear of being attacked by the aftermath, after Hanguang Jiao died, they all surrounded him, and at this time something happened and they were immediately squeezed into motion, and some people with good skills had already slipped aside when they saw that the situation was not good.

This directly suffered those low-level martial artists, and some of the people who stood at the front were sprayed by this liquid, their skin and flesh squeaked, white smoke rose straight up, and they died directly on the spot.

"Me My Hand"

"Spread out, spread out!"

"Get out, don't stop Lao Tzu!"

"Why don't you do it yet?"

Witnessing the tragic situation of these warriors, Ye Zixuan's anger rose in his heart, and he couldn't wait to kill this demon Jiao alive.

Hua Ximeng noticed Ye Zixuan's expression, her brows jumped, and she said to herself with some interest:

"It's fate, you can't save them, I can't save them, it's just life. ”

Hanguang Jiao hated Chen Wen very much, seeing that Chen Wen was unharmed, he roared wildly, in the long years of its existence, it had never been so seriously injured.

The blood from the wound behind the cold light Jiao still flowed out, and the feeling of weakness did not make the proud dragon retreat, but made it more and more angry, the single horn on its head flashed with a cold cold light, and the cold cold air began to emerge from the body.

At this moment, Cold Light Jiao's whole body gradually exuded a strong demonic aura, and at the same time, the wound on his back began to heal slowly.

The sky of the secret realm began to be filled with black mist, and the wind whined, completely enveloping the figure of the cold light Jiao, and only its blood-red eyes could be vaguely seen, exuding a breathtaking resentment.

"Would you rather die than take a step back for the sake of pride?"

Hua Ximeng finally moved, and her slender ten fingers flicked in the void.

The demonic black mist was inexplicably split into two halves, completely exposing the cold light Jiao hidden inside.

Han Guangjiao's eyes widened, and his strong sense of crisis suddenly rose to the top, and he roared restlessly, gurgling in his abdomen, as if something was about to rush out!

"Demon Pill?", Chen Wen put the black multi-patterned heavy knife in his hand back into the scabbard and said thoughtfully.

Hua Ximeng saw Han Guangjiao's movements, shook her head, and her handsome side face was blown by the breeze, and a strand of black hair fell down.

Qiang

A sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the back of the Cold Light Jiao, which had already healed, slowly opened a wound again, and blood flowed down again.

Ye Zixuan frowned, and said to himself: "This attack method"

Hua Ximeng's ten fingers waved again and again, as if a butterfly had stayed in his hand, and he was just playing with the butterfly, with a faint smile on his face.

However, every time Hua Ximeng's hand moved, he heard a painful roar from the cold light Jiao, and there were more and more wounds on his body, these wounds were extremely slender, but they were extremely deep into the flesh, and after a while, this dragon was already soaked in his own blood.

"Existence is always so painful, don't be afraid, I'll help you end this suffering"

Hua Ximeng's eyes carried a trace of indescribable sadness, as if he was saying something to Han Guangjiao, and it seemed to mean something else.

However, just as Hua Ximeng finished speaking, an extremely strange voice suddenly resounded through the world and entered everyone's ears.

"You guys are so presumptuous!"

The sound sounded extremely slight, as if someone was whispering something in his ear, but when he listened closely, it sounded like a huge thunderbolt exploded in his ears.

Hua Ximeng was the first to bear the brunt, and a layer of extremely dazzling white light suddenly appeared outside his body, but this layer of white light was like the surface of the water, with strong fluctuations, and quickly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but blocked the attack of the voice owner.

The owner of the voice seemed a little surprised, but more annoyed, and snorted hatefully.

Under the fluctuation of this voice, the white light in front of Hua Ximeng flickered, and it could no longer be supported, like a broken mirror, it directly shattered and dissipated, Hua Ximeng's body trembled, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

And the others are even more unbearable, Chen Wen's black multi-patterned heavy knife, when this voice sounded, the blade of the knife whined, but it was only a moment of effort, then stopped moaning, Chen Wen snorted, blood flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, his body swayed but he couldn't bear it, and he just stood there.

"Ahhhh!!h

That soft hum has been echoing in Ye Zixuan's head, and the violent rhythm fluctuations made Ye Zixuan's internal organs begin to turn over, but at this time, Ye Zixuan was completely immersed in that sound, and he didn't find that his blood was messing around in the meridians, and the meridians couldn't bear to begin to crack.

If Ye Zixuan can't come to his senses and take back control of his body, it will cause the blood in his body to break through the shackles of the meridians, causing massive bleeding in the body.

Chen Wen, who was standing next to Ye Zixuan, noticed Ye Zixuan's strange appearance, glanced at Hua Ximeng, and slashed at Ye Zixuan's neck with a knife.

Although Ye Zixuan lost his mind, his body moved on his own at this time, and he felt a strong wind hitting his neck, and raising his hand was a side step collapse fist.

Chen Wen saw Ye Zixuan's abnormality, but he just looked at Hua Ximeng's face, and wanted to knock Ye Zixuan unconscious, so that his meridians would not run wild, but he didn't expect Ye Zixuan to be able to fight back in this situation.

Chen Wen's palm changed, turned the knife into a fist, and exchanged a punch with Ye Zixuan.

The fists clashed with a muffled bang, Chen Wen had a strange expression on his face, and glanced at Ye Zixuan in surprise.

Ye Zixuan took a step back, his palm had begun to crack because of He Chenwen's attack just now, and blood flowed down the cracked flesh, but Ye Zixuan had no painful expression at all.

Instead, a beast-like roar came out of his mouth, and his right hand began to shake, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, stabbing towards Chen Wen's face door with a bang, and at the same time, the five fingers of his left hand were put together like the head of a spear, poking at Chen Wen's waist!

Ordinary martial artists were already in a mess in the face of this kind of rapid attack, but after all, Chen Wen was the senior brother of the inner sect of the Tiangang Sect, and he was also a martial artist at the beginning of the Great Martial Master, so he naturally would not be afraid.

Chen Wen snorted coldly, his hands exuded golden yuan, and he reached out in front of him to fish, as if he was fishing underwater, and he actually grabbed Ye Zixuan's left and right hands tightly in his hands.

"It's really the power of pure flesh!", Chen Wen's eyes lit up, when he fought just now, he had already vaguely noticed that Ye Zixuan's body didn't have the slightest amount of yuan power, but his attack power was already comparable to that of a martial artist, which was simply an incredible thing!

Using Yuan Li to explore Ye Zixuan's body, Chen Wen completely affirmed his previous thoughts.

"It's a pity, it's not enough!", Chen Wen looked at Ye Zixuan in front of him expressionlessly, completely ignoring Ye Zixuan's violent struggle, reached out and knocked him unconscious and pushed aside.

"I don't know which senior it is, please show up!", Hua Ximeng took out a white embroidered gold dragon and phoenix handkerchief, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and then said respectfully in the direction of Bihantan.

"Roar!!

The cold light Jiao roared fiercely, roaring in the direction of the waterhole, as if communicating something with the owner of the voice.