At the moment when the sword was in her hand, An Xin had already felt the majestic spiritual power contained in the sword, and it seemed that this was another thousand-year-old artifact. I don't know how many little-known stories and secrets are hidden.

Li Yuanhao carefully looked at the two inconspicuous, black swords in his hand. The one in Li Yuanhao's hand was slightly wider than the one in An Xin's hand, and the rest were exactly the same. The sword still had a little rust on it, and it wasn't even as shiny as the crafts sold in the craft shops. But the more this is the case, the more Li Yuanhao dare not underestimate it.

An Xin took a few strands of hair from her head and threw them towards the blade, and the hairs fluttered gently on the blade, all broken into two knots, and then floated to the ground. "It's really a good sword for blowing hair and breaking hair." An Xin said with praise.

Li Yuanhao also took the sword and slashed at the corner of the table on the side, and he didn't see how hard he used, the solid table was like made of tofu under this thousand-year-old sword, and it was easily split in half, and then with a 'snap', it fell apart. Li Yuanhao couldn't help but throw the sword out again, and its one-foot-long sword body immediately silently disappeared into the wall, leaving only a short sword handle still exposed.

"It is estimated that even if it is Chengying, Chunjun, Yugu, Gan Jiang, Mo Ye, Seven Star Longyuan, Tai'a, Chixiao, Zhanlu, Xuanyuan Xia Yu, it is nothing more than that." Although Li Yuanhao reported all the top ten famous swords since ancient times in one go, which seemed too exaggerated, it could also reflect his love for the sword in his hand from the side.

"This is also one of the treasures in this hot spring pool. If you think it's good to use it, use it. Xiong Chong's faint tone and indifferent attitude are really outrageous. But Li Yuanhao and An Xin's hearts were secretly happy.

For them, perhaps this pool of gold, silver, and jewels could not be compared to the two swords that could make them love and love. This has nothing to do with value, it has to do with their obsession with practicing ancient martial arts. The so-called sword gift to heroes, people who practice ancient martial arts, everyone will have a hero qing festival.

After taking other people's good things, Li Yuanhao couldn't be passive anymore, so he took the initiative to ask: "When will we do it?" ”

Xiong Chong was still vigilantly watching the fire-breathing red python's every move outside the window. After listening to Li Yuanhao's question, he said without looking back: "Wait a little longer." It's not the best time yet. ”

At this time, the huge fire-breathing red python outside the house was in the woods, shaking its head and tail everywhere, An Xin asked curiously, "What is it doing?" Xiong Chong said coldly: "It's looking for a suitable place to molt." ”

Sure enough, it didn't take long for it to pick a thick one. The straight tree first slowly wrapped its huge tail around it, and then around its huge soft body, leaving only its ugly triangular snake head raised high, grinding vigorously against the tree.

Gradually, a large hole opened on the sides of the snake's snout on its head, and new scales were slowly revealed. After a few more moments, its triangular head emerged from the cracked part of its head. At the moment, its head is densely covered with new scales, and Yan Se looks much lighter than the old scales. It's a bit like a brighter aqua red se.

The fire-breathing red python continued to rub on the tree, slowly, under its rubbing. The whole piece of bright red snake skin on its body had been shed. Then it "snapped" and fell from the tree into the cao bush. The fire-breathing red python, which had just finished molting, looked a little sluggish, and its whole body was no longer bright red, but a slightly darker water-red se.

The fire-breathing red python began to slowly move its body through the cao bushes, trying to return to the hot spring pool, its lair.

Xiong Chong shouted angrily: "It's now." With that, he sprang out. The figure was as fast as lightning. Like a mandrill ghost, there is also the appearance of an old dragon clock. Li Yuanhao and An Xin had to take their respective swords and follow out.

But to their surprise, Xiong Chong did not rush directly to the fire-breathing red python, but quickly jumped into the crown of a big tree, only to see a cold light flash in his hand, and a figure tied by iron like a zongzi immediately fell down, and behind him, there was a huge iron hook that looked a little similar to the anchor.

The man was obviously in a coma, Xiong Chong took a knife and stabbed him in the thigh, blood flowed out turbulently, and the tied man seemed to be awakened by pain, and he began to struggle desperately.

A faint smell of blood wafted out, and coupled with the man's incessant struggle, it immediately attracted the attention of the fire-breathing red python. It squirmed and changed direction, moving in the direction where the smell of blood was coming. It dragged its massive body, leaving a large clump of crushed marks and shiny slime on the cao floor.

An Xin said curiously: "What is he doing?" Li Yuanhao said with a wry smile: "Snakes will be very hungry after molting, he wants to use this person as bait, let this fire-breathing red python swallow it, and the huge iron hook will hook it." So that we can slaughter it without a hitch. ”

"Bait with a living person? That's too cruel. An Xin said with some reluctance.

At this time, the person who was hanging on the tree also found the giant python swimming quickly in the cao bush, he whined in horror and writhed his body desperately. But instead of having any effect, his writhing made his blood flow faster. The smell of blood, which grew stronger, made the hungry fire-breathing red python swim faster and faster.

An Xin felt that the voice made by that person was very familiar, she listened carefully for a while, and suddenly exclaimed, "That's Brother Meng's voice." Li Yuanhao didn't say a word, took An Xin with him, and jumped in the direction of Meng Dezi.

When he came to Meng Dezi's side, Li Yuanhao didn't say a word, and went to relieve Meng Dezi's iron si. Xiong Chong grabbed his hand and shouted angrily, "What are you doing? He was nervously watching the Charizard's every move, but he didn't want Li Yuanhao to come up and want to destroy his flawless plan.

Li Yuanhao also said angrily: "Do you have to be so cruel, he is my friend, I won't let him be a snake bait." After speaking, he waved the short sword in his hand and quickly slashed through the iron sirry tied to Meng Dezi's body.

The furious Xiong Chong waved his hand, and a cold light slashed directly at Li Yuanhao's head. only heard a "squeak", and it turned out that An Xin, who came later, used the sword in her hand to block the knife that Xiong Chong slashed at Li Yuanhao.

Xiong Chong didn't expect that the magic weapon he had just sent out would become a weapon used by others to deal with him in a blink of an eye, and he couldn't help but almost faint in anger. An Xin persuaded with good words: "Master Xiongmen, the two of us will definitely help you kill this fire-breathing red python, but don't let senseless people sacrifice." ”

Xiong Chong stomped his foot and said angrily: "You said it lightly, if you can't hook it, the three of us tied together will not be its opponent." At this time, Li Yuanhao had completely untied the frightened Meng Dezi, he carried Meng Dezi on his back, and then said to An Xin: "I'll send him back to the bamboo building first." ”

An Xin nodded and said, "You go." ”

Xiong Chong saw that the situation was irreparable, so he said angrily: "Go, go, go." Remember to come back and collect our bodies later. ”

Hearing him say this, Li Yuanhao hesitated a little again, but An Xin pushed him with a smile and said, "I'll be careful, just come back quickly." Li Yuanhao nodded, jumped off the tree, and then ran towards the bamboo building with Meng Dezi on his back.

With Meng Dezi's departure, the smell of blood faded, and the fire-breathing red python that had moved under the tree seemed to realize that the food that reached its mouth had run away. It suddenly went berserk, flicked its huge tail violently, and hit the thick tree with a "snap". Fortunately, Xiong Chong considered the huge strength of the fire-breathing red python, so he chose the thickest tree in the woods.

After being hit by the fire-breathing red python, the big tree seemed to be experiencing an eight-magnitude earthquake and began to shake violently. But fortunately, it is thick enough, so it has not been broken by the waist.

Xiong Chong looked at Xiamian's old enemy for many years on the tree, and he couldn't help but feel evil, he raised the snowy Miao knife in his hand, and roared angrily: "I fought with you." As he spoke, he jumped down, mixed with the power of ten thousand jun, and slashed fiercely at the tail of the fire-breathing red python.

If it was before molting, Xiong Chong's blow would at most shave off the scales on the fire-breathing red python, and it would not cause much damage to its body. However, the current fire-breathing red python has just shed its old skin, and its new scale armor has not been tempered by the high temperature of the hot spring pool, and it is still very fragile.

Xiong Chong's hateful blow with all his strength immediately cut a huge scar on its tail that was deep into the bone. The fire-breathing red python was defenseless for a while, and it rolled on the ground in pain. In the midst of this severe pain, it did not forget to pump its tail to the human in front of it who had brought it great pain.

Seeing that Xiong Chong was about to be whipped by the tail of the fire-breathing python, An Xin also jumped down from the tree, and the inconspicuous sword in her hand also slashed across the other side of the fire-breathing python's body. The fire-breathing red python that was flanked on both sides was finally completely enraged, only to see it raise its triangular tongue high, open its fierce mouth, and spit out a bright red sword-like three-pronged letter. A strange smell began to spread in the air.

Xiong Chong's pupils shrank, and he exclaimed, "Oh no, it's going to breathe fire." ”

As soon as his words fell, he heard the sound of "Peng", and a surging flame burst towards An Xin. Li Yuanhao, who had just settled Meng Dezi and ran out of the bamboo building, happened to see An Xin's back when she was about to be devoured by the raging flames. He couldn't help but scream in horror: "An Xin, run." "To be continued, 580

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