The sword light lit up, and the blade of the Qingfeng Sword was stained with a thin layer of frost at some point.

When the blade slashed through the snake-scaled woman's body, sparks and ice slag burst out at the same time.

The graceful woman from before was long gone, and turned into a huge monster more than three feet long, with a human body and a snake tail, covered with green scales, the body writhed, and a pointed triangular face with two fangs emitting green light, and the image was so hideous that it made people frightened.

But where else did Meng Juntong have other thoughts in her heart at this moment, this monster dared to come out to harm people during the day, and killed Shi Cheng, who had been with her for so long, and could already be called a friend, how could she let her go like this.

was slashed by Meng Juntong, and a deep sword mark appeared on the hard green scales.

The body of the blue-scaled snake woman twisted violently, and then a tail slammed towards Meng Juntong.

"Stinky girl!

The blue-scaled snake woman saw that the sword in Meng Juntong's hand had an extraordinary origin and was of higher quality, and it could cause damage to its invulnerable and invulnerable natal green scales, which showed its extraordinary sharpness.

"Get out of here!" Xiang Ming rushed out quickly, slashing with a sword and slashing at the tail of the blue-scaled snake.

With a clang, a golden sound and a string of sparks burst out, and a sword in Xiang Ming's hand, which was already in good condition, was actually broken by it.

Fortunately, Xiang Ming retracted his arms in time to protect him, although his arms were severely painful by the snake's tail, but fortunately, he was not traumatized.

Meng Juntong supported Xiang Ming's back with one hand and helped him resolve the backward momentum.

"This demon woman has reached the quasi-Jindan realm, which is the cultivator's Xiaodaozun realm, and her Dharma body has already cultivated Vajra is not bad, and she can't use brute force. ”

Although Meng Juntong was angry, he did not stop thinking.

For cultivators, the realm of Xiaodaozun is a big hurdle, and once they cross it, they will be immortals in the mouths of the world.

Forming a Jindan guest, Fang is my generation, and from now on nine days, there is nowhere to do it. This is a phrase that is widely circulated among cultivators.

If a mortal cultivates a golden pill, he will be able to resist the wind for thousands of miles and ride the wind with a sword. If the demon cultivates into a golden pill, it is a big demon of the Eight Classics, even if there is a mountain god sealed by Qin Tiance here, it may not have the strength to fight with it.

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, Xiang Ming casually threw it aside, and relaxed his muscles and bones: "It's really rough and thick, it's hard to deal with." ”

Meng Juntong thought for a while, turned the Qingfeng sword in his hand, and handed the hilt to Xiang Ming: "Use my sword." ”

Xiang Ming was slightly stunned: "I use your sword, so what should you do?"

Meng Juntong shook his head and motioned him to leave it alone, but Xiang Ming didn't twist it, and directly took over the Qingfeng Sword.

He had seen the sharpness of the Qingfeng Sword just now, and he was able to cut such a deep blood mark on the hard green scales.

In the realm of single-round martial arts, Meng Juntong may be a head higher than Xiang Ming, but if you talk about actual combat skills and experience in fighting with people to the death, Xiang Ming is absolutely confident that he is more than one head higher than Meng Juntong.

Meng Juntong turned his head to look at Bai Yu: "Xiaobai, lend me your winter thunder." ”

The Winter Thunder Wood Sword that Xiang Ming made for Xiao Bai, if it was in the hands of ordinary martial artists, it would be a wooden short sword with a slightly harder texture, but the real value of the Lightning Strike Wood was not its toughness, but the thunder origin of the rebirth of the Heavenly Dao God Thunder through the wood contained in the wooden core.

Bai Yu was originally going to rush up to fight side by side with her master, if she hadn't been pressed on the shoulder by Yun Shao on the side, she would have rushed up a long time ago.

Even if her martial arts skills are not high, it can even be said that her martial arts are negligible now.

But looking at the big brother Shi Cheng, who hunted game for them every day, made barbecue, and took good care of himself a few days ago, was killed like this, even if it was a little girl with a clear heart, it was difficult to suppress her grief and anger.

Especially since Master and Xiang Ming have already taken action to deal with that monster together, no matter how scared she is, she also wants to draw her sword and fight with Master.

Hearing the master calling for himself, Bai Yu hurriedly responded and was about to run over to deliver the sword.

With a bang, the Qingfeng snake tail swept in again, and this time it actually whipped in the direction where Bai Yu and Yun Shao were standing.

Dare to love this demon woman wants to pick soft persimmons to pinch first.

Yun Shao sneered, snapped her fingers casually, and she and Bai Yu both appeared ten steps away, avoiding the snake tail.

"Then," Yun Shao sandwiched the winter thunder in Bai Yu's hand with two fingers, and with a flick of his hand, the thunder and lightning immediately swirled on the wooden sword, and the whole body was up and down, exuding a light purple mist.

Meng Juntong stretched out his hand and grabbed the swept Winter Thunder Sword, and immediately there was a faint tingling sensation in his palm.

She couldn't help but glance at Yun Shao more, obviously the moment she threw the winter thunder over just now, she used some unknown technique to activate the power of the thunder in the winter thunder sword.

It's just that this is not the time to think about this, Xiang Ming wiped the sword body of the Qingfeng Sword with two fingers, and there was a tremor on the sword body, obviously he moved really this time, looking at the starting style of this sword, it should be a powerful martial arts move.

"Miss Meng, please help me restrain the snake tail below her waist and abdomen, I have a sword, and I won't be unhappy. ”

After saying this, Xiang Mingzhou's body had already exuded a sharp aura.

Meng Juntong didn't say anything, just said a good word, and then rushed away with a winter thunder.

The demon woman laughed arrogantly and said: "Even a few of you little dolls dare to compete with me, even if you all have some means, but a group of martial artists in the rivers and lakes, if you want to go against the big demon of the mountains and forests, is it too self-conscious." ”

As she spoke, a thick green poisonous mist erupted from the witch's mouth, and the surrounding vegetation was contaminated and instantly turned into cavity liquid, which showed how corrosive it was.

This move is absolutely fatal for the vast majority of martial artists below the junior grandmaster.

Because only after arriving at the little grandmaster, can he make the Gang Qi out of the body to protect the body.

Even if an ordinary martial artist is practicing the ultimate in the Qi Refining Realm, the true qi of that body can only release a little, such as swallowing ten steps away with sword qi, but it is almost impossible to protect the body with Gang Qi.

But Meng Juntong faced this rolling green mist, and he didn't even look at it, and plunged into it.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Ming, who was brewing a big move not far away, jumped eyelids, and he was even more desperate to gather momentum at the moment.

The moment she pierced through the green mist, Meng Juntong's Eight Treasures Qiankun bag flashed blue, and a colorful jewel only the size of a fingernail appeared in her palm.

The winter thunder rose, and under the thick poisonous fog, the demon woman who was laughing wantonly suddenly screamed in shock.