Demon beasts, a strange creature, huge body and strong body, make them more difficult to deal with than ordinary warriors, so according to legend, the reason why human beings are given martial spirits is to fight demon beasts, this is not only the mission of warriors, but even the mission of the entire human race.

Therefore, the story passed down from generation to generation tells Han Chuang and others that humans and demon beasts are immortal.

A quarter of an hour of pranayama is like a torment, everyone frowns, forcing the true qi to run the whole body, if it weren't for the fat man said, the gate has not been broken, I'm afraid they would have risen from the ground, rushed out, and went to fight to the death with this dragon blood python.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering voice came into everyone's ears, Jin Sanfu's face changed, and he shouted loudly: "The gate of the village is broken, it's now!"

A few people who were sitting quietly suddenly pulled up and rushed out with all their might. The entangled vines obviously couldn't stop the martial artist who was released with all his might, and before he could touch the bodies of several people, he was twisted into pieces by the overflowing true qi - and the front was wide and bright.

"Roar!"

A beast roar was like a nail chiseled into everyone's ears, and suddenly, the wind was raging, and a black shadow swept towards Han Chuang and the others at an extremely fast speed.

"Hide!" Han Chuang roared, twisted his posture in the air, and instantly moved forward in a serpentine step, holding the long sword across his chest, and meeting the black shadow that was wrapped in the strong wind, and the other two took advantage of his block, their bodies fell down, escaping the range of the black shadow's attack.

Lin Ping fell to the ground and looked closely, only to see a blood-red giant python lying on a boulder, surrounded by a thick body, like a water tank with a long diameter; the scales on its body were like a stun armor, and the surface of the snake's head was covered with uneven textures, like a scar cut by a person with a sword; the most eye-catching shout was the eyes, under the reflection of the light, flashing with a faint blue cold light, emotionless, cold and incredible.

"This, is this a demon beast?" Lin Ping muttered.

Born in Lin Ping's side branch, he had never seen a real demon beast, but he didn't expect to see the dragon blood python in the Yuan Dynasty for the first time, and that cold aura made him feel the trembling of his body.

It wasn't fear, it wasn't fear, it was far from a shiver that came from the instinct of the human body.

"Han Chuang, hide!" shouted Wusheng next to him.

Unlike Lin Ping, when he was an archer in the General Soldier's Mansion, he had hunted demon beasts with the Yunzhou General Soldier many times, and at this moment, seeing this majestic and imposing dragon blood python, although he was frightened, he could still keep calm.

It was only the tail of the blood python that swept towards them just now, and at this moment the two of them were safe, only Han Chuang, who was still in mid-air, was still in danger.

Don't look at the huge body of the blood python, but the speed is definitely not slow, and even in absolute speed, it is more than the lifeless arrow.

Han Chuang attracted the attention of the blood python, and the snake's tail twisted like an optimus pillar in an instant, catching up with his body.

The black shadow approached, and Han Chuang clearly saw that the snake's tail was as thick as scales like a dunjia, and under the reflection of the light, it flashed with a red light, like bloodstains.

The snake's tail swept in, although there was no overflowing true qi, but it was just the strong wind that swept Han Chuang's cheeks.

"You must not hard-connect!" Han Chuang said secretly.

In fact, no warrior is willing to fight with demon beasts.

Han Chuang still held the long sword across his chest, and the moment he touched the snake's tail, he changed direction and stabbed it.

A huge force suddenly pushed Han Chuang's body upward, and with this force, he jumped lightly, crossed over the snake's tail, and at the same time stabbed the gap in the scale armor with a backhand sword, but except for a "clang", a sound similar to the collision of metal and a burst of brilliant firelight, there was no other reaction.

Han Chuang only felt that his sword was pierced against a solid shield, and it was extremely difficult to go further.

"Howl!"

The angry hiss chiseled into Han Chuang's ears, and the blood python was obviously enraged, opened its bloody mouth and bit Han Chuang in mid-air, its sharp fangs like two sharp swords, stabbing at his body.

Han Chuang is in mid-air, there is nowhere to borrow strength, if it is an ordinary person, he will definitely die under this fierce mouthful, but Han Chuang is not an ordinary person, at a critical moment, he lightly stepped down, with the method of climbing the ladder, with the power of the left and right feet, his body suddenly raised a battle, and he dodged this fatal blow without a shot.

But even so, his body was rubbed by the strong wind, as if he had been concentrated by a bullet, and he fell sharply, falling heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Flutter!" a mouthful of blood spurted out, and when Han Chuang came back to his senses, the snake tail slashed heavily from mid-air, such a scene, Lin Ping and Wusheng next to him were also very worried, they never thought that Han Chuang, the strongest of the three, was forced into a desperate situation under one look.

"Hide!" Lin Ping shouted, and a blood shadow appeared behind him, a blood knife phantom with boundless evil energy, pointing directly at the blood python.

The Blood Drinking Mania Knife was originally a domineering martial spirit, but Lin Ping's cultivation was not enough, and in the face of the powerful Dragon Blood Python, this bit of blood evil qi had no effect at all.

Hearing only a beast roar, the sound wave that swept away as if it were actually hitting Lin Ping's chest, knocking him away and dragging a long line of blood in the air.

I have to say that Lin Ping's action was not without effect, at least the snake tail that attacked Han Chuang suddenly stagnated, and in the midst of this stagnation, Han Chuang activated the snake instantaneous step and broke free from the attack range of the snake tail.

I only heard a "boom", and the huge and sharp snake tail smashed the rock to pieces.

Seeing this scene, cold air came out between the bones of everyone.

Is such a powerful demon beast really something we can defeat? Wuxing turned his head to look at the villagers who were broken and the emperor was at a loss, listening to the prayers of the old man in his ears and the cry of the child, and stood in front of the dragon blood python.

"If you want to hurt them, crawl over my corpse!"

Take the arrow, take the arrow, draw the bow, the three actions are done in one go, without a trace of stagnation, without a trace of hesitation, like a thousand times of action, the key is speed.

Behind him, the phantom of the bloodless soul chasing arrow and the deadly chain bow suddenly appeared, and the cold air locked onto the huge body of the blood python.

With a "snap", the arrow flew out of the bowstring, unexpectedly slow, but this incredibly slow arrow penetrated the blood python's defense without any condensation.

Whether it was the sharp sweep of the snake's tail or the stones that were raised, they all passed by the arrow strangely, and they did not stop the arrow from flying in the air, but seemed to set off its graceful posture in the air.

Deathless looked at the arrow he had shot, and he was confident that it would hit the target, because it was the most determined arrow he had ever shot.

"Medium!" lifeless clenched his fists.

"Howl!"

Another howl, not a howl provoked by dignity, but a simple pain, the lifeless arrow that was bound to hit, firmly nailed to the softest part of the dragon's blood python's body, the eyes.

"It's going crazy, get out of the way!" Jin Sanfu was late, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but shout.

The eyes of the dragon blood python are the weakest and the easiest to penetrate, but they are not the deadliest place, and the determined arrow of lifelessness is huge, but it is far from enough to kill a demon beast in the transformation period.

Maybe this blow caused it to be seriously injured, but the injured demon beast is the most terrifying demon beast, and everyone knows this.

The giant snake was rolling in pain, the snake tail like a sword blade, sweeping indiscriminately, a strong man who saw that he had no life to shoot the demon beast, and was cheering was swept into the air by the snake tail, his body was cut off by the waist, and the blood gushed out like a torrent, which was unbearable.

"Crazy Stone!"

A mournful roar came out of Wuxing's mouth, and he was about to rush forward to avenge his dead brother, but was pushed away by Han Chuang.

"The archers are shooting arrows in the back, Lin Ping, you and I are on it!"

The corners of his mouth were still bloody, but Han Chuang's eyes were also filled with traces of madness, if an injured demon beast was an extremely dangerous creature, an injured person was equally dangerous.

The mysterious man had never taught Han Chuang the swordsmanship of fighting with demon beasts, and all the moves he learned were all moves with martial artists, but it didn't mean that Han Chuang had no way to take this blood python.

Swordsmanship is free, swordsmanship changes with time, swordsmanship can be light and elegant, and it can also be as fierce as swordsmanship, facing an injured demon beast of the Transformation Yuan Period, Han Chuang decided to shake it head-on.

Whether it was a mayfly shaking the tree, or the final madness, even if Lin Ping was hit, he didn't know the bottom in his heart, but he was still side by side with Han Chuang.

"Three martial artists of the Great Perfection of Replenishment, killing a demon beast of the Transformation Yuan Stage? Is this possible?"

In the dense forest, an old man hiding in the shadows muttered to himself.