"Big brother, are we going to do it?" Hidden in a hidden corner, Du Xiaoyun asked Wang Xiaoyang gently.

The decapitation team is now less than three kilometers away from the Cold-scaled Horned Python, so they must be careful in their actions, otherwise they are likely to be discovered by the other party.

"Wait a minute." Wang Xiaoyang said slowly after careful consideration,

"The main purpose of our coming here this time is to kill the Cold-scaled Horned Python, but now the number of alien beasts outside can consume us to death just by consuming it. There is only one chance, and you can't just startle the snake. ”

"Shall we wait for the evening, then?" Du Xiaoyun asked.

"Wait!" Wang Xiaoyang made a decision,

"When the time comes, according to the plan, I will go to the ...... first Be careful! Wang Xiaoyang suddenly shouted, and then a dazzling thunderbolt bloomed in his hand and wrapped around everyone else, and in an instant, he burst out with extremely high speed, leaving the members of the beheading team from their original positions.

Then, the next second after Wang Xiaoyang and the others left, a snake tail full of anger fell with a bang, directly leveling that position.

"Have you been discovered?" About a hundred meters away from the place, Wang Xiaoyang waved his hand to break through the chasing shock wave, and looked at the huge snake body not far away that was covered by dust and became a little shaky.

"Shhh As the smoke and dust cleared, a large white snake with a length of nearly fifty meters and a violent fluctuation of ice energy on its body slowly appeared in front of the decapitation team.

Cold-scaled horned python. It's just that the extremely hard silver horn on the top of this cold-scaled horned python's head, which should have been a symbol of its strength, has disappeared, leaving only a root position of about twenty centimeters.

"Cold-scaled horned python, old friends want to see it, is that how they say hello?" Wang Xiaoyang waved his hand to signal the others to leave quickly, and said provocatively towards the other party.

"Wang, Xiao, Yang—" The mouth of the cold-scaled horned python spit out these three words word by word, and its pronunciation was quite standard.

Seventh-order alien beasts, like human transcendents of the same level, are existences that have completely transcended the limitations of their own race and are moving towards a higher life level.

So for them, learning another language is just a matter of whether they want to learn it or not.

"Wang Xiaoyang, I will never forget the smell on your body!" The cold scaled horned python subconsciously stuck out his tongue when he said this, and it was this habit from the original race that allowed him to find Wang Xiaoyang, who had been prepared, at such a distance.

It's just that this cold-scaled horned python is obviously not very proficient in Donghuang language, so there is not much tone assistance in the words it says, resulting in a mismatch between the meaning of the sound and its expression.

Of course, this doesn't matter, the cold scaled horned python is already very revealing of that monstrous murderous aura alone.

"Hahaha! I see, it's a hundred secrets. Wang Xiaoyang laughed three times, and then quickly adjusted his mentality,

"I guess with our relationship, we don't have to continue talking nonsense, right?" As he spoke, Wang Xiaoyang pulled out the sword on his back that looked full of holes, and said vigorously: "I only used it to cut off your horns back then, and this time, I want your life!" When the cold-scaled horned python saw this scene, it immediately went viral, because it clearly remembered that it was the knife, the knife that killed its companions and cut off its own horns.

"Wang Xiaoyang! You're looking for death! The cold-scaled horned python didn't talk nonsense, and immediately took a big mouth, and the majestic cold air sprayed out.

However, Wang Xiaoyang had expected it, and instantly turned into thunder and flew to the back of the cold scale horned python, and then slashed it with a knife.

"Shhhhh Although the Cold-scaled Horned Python relied on the sturdy scale armor to defend itself and was not injured too much, this was the same as the knife in the same position back then, which directly devoured the little reason that the Cold-scaled Horned Python had left after seeing Wang Xiaoyang.

"Wang Xiaoyang! I want your life! The cold-scaled horned python, which had completely started to go berserk, couldn't care about anything else, and immediately fought with Wang Xiaoyang, and then quickly went in the direction where the alien beasts gathered under the guidance of the other party.

Looking at the two high-level powerhouses who were getting farther and farther away from the battle, the other members of the beheading team who had found a place to hide since the start of the war showed their heads.

"Although there was a bit of an accident, it went smoothly according to the Grand Commander's plan." Hong Xin said with some emotion.

Since they knew that the target this time was actually the Cold-scaled Horned Python a few days ago, Wang Xiaoyang quickly formulated a plan for it: that is, to use the Cold-scaled Horned Python's hatred for himself, he himself would first provoke the other party, and then try to see if he could reproduce the battle situation of the year again.

Judging from the current situation, Wang Xiaoyang seems to have succeeded. On the other side, as the cold-scaled horned python got closer and closer to the gathering place of the alien beasts under the lure of Wang Xiaoyang, he felt a little inexplicable panic in his heart for some reason.

Things were so smooth that even Wang Xiaoyang couldn't believe it. However, Wang Xiaoyang's angry appearance when he looked at the cold scaled horned python really didn't look like a fake, so it shouldn't be this guy's problem.

"Could it be that there's still a seventh-order beast ambushing me there?" Wang Xiaoyang's heart suddenly fell, and according to the information this time, there were three seventh-order beasts in the beast tide, so his guess was not impossible.

So Wang Xiaoyang immediately relaxed the frequency of melee combat with the Cold Scale Horned Python, and instead used various long-range thunder elemental energy attacks, and at the same time secretly pinched the small box in his hand, preparing to take the medicine immediately as soon as something happened.

As the battlefield between the two gradually approached the group of alien beasts, Wang Xiaoyang's worry really happened, but it was not another seventh-order alien beast, but a flute that seemed to be extremely clear.

"Flute?" Just when Wang Xiaoyang was puzzled, he suddenly felt that the tyrannical feeling on the cold scaly horned python quickly disappeared, and then looked at the other party's eyes, and all that was left in them was calmness and hatred, as well as a bit of banter.

"Wang Xiaoyang, do you think I will fall for you again? Suffer death! "Not only did the cold-scaled horned python that had come to their senses begin to exert their physical advantages, but three sixth-order alien beasts and several fifth-order alien beasts also appeared in the group of alien beasts that they had already approached, and they continued to attack Wang Xiaoyang together.

Although the attacks of these mid-level alien beasts were not enough to cause too much effective damage to Wang Xiaoyang, because of their interference, Wang Xiaoyang, who was already not dominant, was even more constrained.

Count as you go! This word flashed through Wang Xiaoyang's mind in an instant, and at the same time, he also understood that the Cold Scale Horned Python alone would definitely not be able to think of this idea, so there was only one answer: a member of the Beast God Sect.

And the flute that is now wafting on the battlefield must have been done by those of the Beast God Sect.

"This group of traitors!" Wang Xiaoyang's face was pale, although he could barely continue to fight against the Cold Scale Horned Python now, but if it continued like this, his body wouldn't last long!