Chapter Seventy-Four: Sitting on the Mountain and Watching the Tiger Fight

Qin Ziling was terrified when he saw this, and then he understood why even martial artists had to go in groups to go a little deeper into Wuyang Mountain to hunt strange beasts.

The beast is so strong and ferocious!

"Father!"

"Castle Master!"

Seeing this, Xu Yuanwu, the pock-faced man, and Yan'e all changed their faces greatly, and they all looked at Xu Pengkun, whose eyes were flickering.

"Wealth and danger are sought, the value of the Eight Desolation Blue Python is greater than that of the Nine Turns Blood Yuan Strong Bone Pill, generally you can only meet it by going deep into Wuyang Mountain, and it is a great luck to meet it here today. Moreover, the real Nine Turns Blood Yuan Bone Strengthening Pill must still be on Ram Mu's body, in addition to the Nine Turns Blood Yuan Bone Strengthening Pill, he must also have alchemy and some qi refining methods hidden in his body, and those are also priceless treasures. Xu Pengkun's face sank suddenly, and there was a crazy ruthlessness in his eyes.

Xu Yuanwu's faces changed again when they heard this, especially the pock-faced man and Yan'e's eyes revealed a hint of panic.

The Eight Desolation Blue Python is a three-grade beast, and its strength is already close to that of the Great Martial Artist of Bone Refining.

In the forest, it is generally necessary for a great martial artist to take action or three chemical strength martial artists to join forces to hunt and kill the Eight Desolation Pythons.

Xu Pengkun's father and son, plus two of his subordinates, can barely be regarded as two and a half martial artists, if it is changed to usual, make sufficient preparations, and really have to fight, it is not impossible to hunt and kill the Eight Desolation Python.

But now the four of them have spent a lot of energy in order to chase and kill the ram wood, and they have an unexpected encounter with the Eight Desolations Blue Python at night, and the chance of successful killing is very small.

Even if one is not good, the four of them are in danger of being injured or even killed, especially the pock-faced man and Yan'e, they are just lucky and cultivated, and the danger is even greater.

Just when Xu Pengkun made up his mind to fight, the Eight Desolations Blue Python used its tail to roll up the ram wood that was entwined into a ball of flesh and blood.

A mass of flesh and blood snorted, crossed the night sky and landed in the cave that the Eight Desolations Blue Python had climbed out of just now.

As the mass of flesh and blood streaked across the night sky, Qin Ziling saw a green ring embedded in the flesh.

Qin Ziling's heart moved, and he almost couldn't help but make a move and rolled up the ball of flesh and blood, but in the end he held back.

The divine soul is just quietly tracking, and if he really wants to use his means, with the movement caused by his current cultivation, he will definitely not be able to escape the perception of Xu Pengkun's father and son, as well as the Eight Desolation Python.

Especially the Eight Desolation Blue Python, the blood and qi surging on his body fell into the eyes of the divine soul like a blazing flame whip, Qin Ziling was 100% sure that if the divine soul was swept away by the body of the Eight Desolate Blue Python, it would definitely be injured.

"If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, or sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight first!"

Qin Ziling suppressed the greed surging in his heart and continued to lurk.

At this time, after the Eight Desolation Python threw the meat ball to the mouth of the cave, it had already rolled up a gust of fishy wind, and its huge body actually jumped up in the air, and its thick body was like a giant stick and swept away towards Xu Pengkun and the four of them.

A few towering ancient trees blocking the way, as soon as they touched the thick body, they were like tofu, they broke and burst one after another, and the sawdust and branches flew everywhere.

"I wrap my arms around its body, and you attack its head and neck!" Seeing this, Xu Pengkun's face sank suddenly, his eyes soared, the muscles of his arms bulged and surged, and his palms slapped away one after another against the swept python body.

Xu Pengkun's palms slapped out one after another, and the wind was raging all around, and the strength was like a monstrous wave of waves that swept away towards the python's body.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! "There was a huge wave crashing against the embankment in the valley, and the stones in the valley rolled down.

The python body, which has the momentum of sweeping thousands of armies, was slapped by the huge waves of strength, and it trembled slightly and stagnated in the air from time to time.

"Kill!" Seeing this, Xu Yuanwu shouted loudly, and turned his knife into a knife and slashed at the python's neck.

The pock-faced man and Yan'e hesitated, but in the end, they could only stiffen their heads, each clenched their swords, and slashed at the head of the Eight Desolations Python.

"When! While! "The swords of the pock-faced man and Yan'e slashed at the head of the Eight Desolations Python, and it was like slashing on the gold stone, splashing a little spark, and not even a little scar fell.

"Dang!" Xu Yuanwu's powerful knife fell on the neck of the python, and the turquoise scale armor on the python's neck cracked one after another, and blood slowly flowed out from the crack.

Xu Yuanwu was not only not surprised when he saw this, but on the contrary, his heart sank suddenly.

He could say that he had almost exhausted all his strength with this knife, and he thought that he would at least be able to break through the scale armor and slash into the depths, but it only slightly broke its leather armor, otherwise the blood would have gushed out.

A single knife can only cause such a small injury, so how many knives will have to be cut to kill it completely.

However, Xu Yuanwu couldn't think about it anymore.

The Eight Desolations Python was already furious, its huge and thick body had swept wildly, and the big mouth of the blood disk suddenly opened, a bright red, barbed tongue like a poisonous snake out of a hole, shot out of the ground, and wrapped around the arm of the pock-faced man.

The pock-faced man hurriedly slashed with a big knife, but the big knife in his hand not only failed to break the tongue, but was violently rolled and pulled, and the pock-faced man suddenly felt a huge pulling force, and the whole person stumbled, almost throwing himself into the mouth of the python, so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand and retreated.

Without a blade in his hand, even if the numb-faced man does not lose the blade with his palms, he does not dare to fight directly with flesh and blood in the face of the three-grade beast.

It can be said that just this moment, the pock-faced man is equivalent to half of his attack power being abolished.

"Damn, why are you so powerful!" Seeing this, Xu Pengkun's face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but retreat in his heart.

But it was too late.

The Eight Desolation Python is already fierce and abnormal, bloody and aggressive.

Xu Pengkun and the four of them rashly broke into its territory, not only did they not withdraw immediately, but launched an attack on it, especially Xu Yuanwu also injured it.

This has completely angered the Eight Desolation Pythons.

At this time, the Eight Desolation Blue Python was already bloodshot, relying on the thick scale armor and infinite strength, regardless of it, it shook Xu Yuanwu's thick body like crazy.

The thick python body hit the ground, and the earth immediately cracked.

Xu Yuanwu tried to get out several times, but was beaten by the nearly thirty-meter python body and had no choice but to retreat to the defense, and even once his body was almost entangled by the python body.

The son was stared at by the Eight Desolations Python, and Xu Pengkun was also difficult to ride a tiger at this time, so he had to grit his teeth and continue to fight with the Eight Desolations Python.

Four people and one python shook the ground in the valley, and it was difficult to distinguish.

Rocks kept rolling down the cliffs, the earth cracked, and the trees broke and even uprooted.

The scale armor on the Eight Desolations Python was constantly split, blood continued to flow out, and the injuries gradually increased, but not only did it not retreat, but its ferocity was completely ignited, and the fight became more and more fierce and crazy.

Xu Pengkun and the four of them naturally did not have a good time, not only did they consume a lot of energy, but they also began to hang colors on their bodies.

The pock-faced man without the big knife, once he was careless, his strength was too late to run, and his left arm was directly swept by the python body of the Eight Desolations Python, and the bones of the entire arm were broken, and the flesh and blood were blurred, which was unbearable.