But Xun Ming in the air didn't panic much, only to see the "ink cloud" floating in his palm suddenly swept out, at the same time, he seemed to lose his strength, relaxed his body, and let his body fall backwards.

At the moment when Xun Ming's figure turned to the top of his head downward, the "ink cloud" happened to come to the sky above him.

With a sudden kick, a shallow wave of shallow qi that bloomed on top of the "ink cloud" was stepped on, and Xun Ming's figure instantly accelerated like a cannonball, and suddenly sprinted downward.

And the "ink cloud" recoiled and rose under Xun Ming's kick, one person and one flying sword, like two staggered meteorites, after colliding in the air, they suddenly separated from each other in both directions.

Just escaped that big mouth of blood!

A beast's mouth wrapped in black water suddenly closed, making a screeching sound of gold and stone colliding, but it did not bite the white-clothed monk who should have nowhere to borrow strength in the air.

Under the huge inertia, the black python was like a spear that had been thrown, drawing a curved arc in the air, about to pierce into the distance.

Seeing that the black python had already pierced and "stabbed" into the distance, but the side of the huge black python suddenly gave birth to one black point of light after another.

One, two, and then suddenly gave birth to a myriad.

It was just an instant, and those pitch-black liquid balls that appeared when they were only the size of an adult's fist seemed to be flattened by a pair of invisible big hands, turning into "black water round cakes" facing Xun Ming.

As if he didn't want to give Xun Ming any chance to react, and then, the black water circles suddenly went berserk, and water spears several feet long stretched out from them, shooting towards Xun Ming.

There are countless water spears, like a sudden rainstorm.

The charge, the leap, the water spear, were closely linked, and they did not give Xun Ming any respite.

Xun Ming's eyebrows raised slightly.

Obviously they are already going crazy, can they still have such a meticulous number of combos?

Be...... Fighting instincts?

In terms of fighting and fighting, the demon clan is a natural fitter, and there is no doubt about it.

It seems that I have encountered a prickly idea.

However, for this black python, which has not much reason left, although it is not easy to deal with, Xun Ming really didn't pay too much attention to it.

Most of his mind was still divided into the white-clothed demon clan who was watching on the wall.

However, because of a layer of hidden formations, Xun Ming didn't know anything about the situation in that rock crevice, and could only guess that the "person" would definitely not just watch the excitement there.

It's just that from the details he got now, Xun Ming can only know that the person doesn't care much about the life and death of the tiger demon and the black python in front of him, and even "helps" him intentionally or unintentionally.

Do you want to swallow the two demon clans with you?

Appetite is not small.

However, Xun Ming did not doubt whether that person had such strength.

Only those who use their brains will know how difficult it can be for those who also like to use their brains.

Of course, the first thing is to deal with this black python without exposing too many means.

Xun Ming, who swooped down upside down, formed his palms with both hands, slowly brushing in front of him, as if there was an invisible ball in front of him, rotating silently between his palms.

Two yin and yang fish swam out of the void and followed Xun Ming's palms to swim slowly.

A huge round mirror with black and white links, with the rotation of Xun Ming's palm, suddenly rotated out in front of him, instantly as big as a war drum, sheltering Xun Ming behind.

The inky water spear came in an instant.

However, after touching the slowly rotating yin-yang mirror in front of Xun Ming's body, it suddenly twisted and bounced out diagonally to the side.

Just as he was about to land, two snow-white swords quietly appeared between Xun Ming's fingers, and under his sword, Xun Ming's figure slowed down rapidly, removing most of the momentum of falling.

Then Xun ordered a bow on his back, and then twisted it, which was to flip over the body, return to an upright posture, and land steadily.

A few moments after Xun Ming landed, the pitch-black python hit the ground with a bang, setting off a large area of Aetu.

Originally, Xun Ming left the rock gap from south to north, but after the black python made such a jump, it crossed Xun Ming and blocked the north side of Xun Ming, interrupting his path to continue north.

So Xun Ming didn't hesitate much after landing, and rushed directly to the east.

And that black python naturally won't let Xun's life succeed.

Kill the demon, and still fucking want to run? Death to the master!

In the dust that was raised, a huge black shadow suddenly flashed out, chasing Xun for his life.

Because of the cover of that piece of dust, coupled with the intentional breath of the black python itself, when the black python rushed out of the flying dust again and showed its shape, the distance between a person and a python was far smaller than normal estimates!

Coupled with the physique of the demon clan in the Jindan Realm, the distance between the black python and Xun Ming was reduced by half in just a few meanders.

The water spear is up again!

This time, however, the situation is different.

The water spears that shot out were obviously half as thin as the previous wave, but correspondingly, the number of water spears doubled several times.

didn't want to hurt Xun Ming, all he wanted was that he had to withdraw to defend.

And as long as he defends, it is only a matter of seconds to catch up with him.

It doesn't matter what you are, what suspense can there be when Jindan hits the cave.

At this time, Mo Qiu, who was already in the manic instinct that fell into the depths of his nature, did not think much about the fact that the tiger demon was killed by Xun Ming before.

In his heart now, there is only one thought left in his heart to tear Xun Ming to pieces and serve wine.

However, Xun Ming was once again unexpected.

Just as the countless thin short water spears were about to pierce Xun Ming's back, a golden talisman seal in Xun Ming's sleeve suddenly ignited, and a cluster of flames rose, and the figure that enveloped him disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already a dozen feet away.

There was almost no pause in the figure, and as soon as Xun Ming's feet landed after reappearing, he immediately returned to the state of flying, and rushed out, without giving the black python a moment of hesitation.

Damn it!

After that, one person and one snake were caught in a tug-of-war, the black python approached, Xun Ming used the talisman seal to get out, the black python approached again, Xun Ming used the talisman seal again to open the distance, and so on.

However, every time the black python showed a flaw, a jet-black flying sword like a maggot with a bone would pass by, leaving a red wound on its body.

The most hateful thing is that the miscellaneous pieces of that dog day, picking the places on its body that are not entangled in black water, would rather hurt it less than stab it to expose its flaws and touch the black water around it.

In this way, Xun Ming barely spent much spiritual power, just using a talisman seal to make the black snake's blood flow endlessly.

Although those wounds are not fatal, and even for the black python's demon physique, they can be regarded as "skin injuries", but the consumption of spiritual power and blood will soon make the black python lose its advantage and fall into disadvantage.

I don't know if I noticed this, or if I really angered Xun Ming's disgusting play, the black python that was chasing Xun Ming suddenly screamed, and the spiritual power and blood in his body suddenly boiled!

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The fight part is a bit hard to write, a little bit of a cardin, so it's late....

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