Chapter 4 The white-clothed saber is named the rubber pillar

Wang Ruojia looked at Zhuge Chen, who was getting farther and farther away, and was just about to go downstairs to chase after him, but was grabbed by the second uncle. Originally, she wanted to play a little temper, but she was not willing to sit down obediently until she looked at the second uncle's non-negotiable expression, but there was still a strong worry in her eyes.

The second uncle sighed after seeing it, and said in a serious tone: "There is a big demon over there from nowhere, the realm is terrifying, and it is far from being able to deal with it." The most terrifying thing is that this big demon has only broken the mirror, and it is the time when it is most necessary to replenish blood food, if it weren't for that young man to stop it, our group of people would have to die. โ€

Wang Ruojia stretched out his hand and rubbed his blown-up face, and whispered: "Then can he deal with that big demon?"

The second uncle said categorically: "Although he is stronger than me, he still can't withstand that big demon, and he shouldn't be able to live." But his death is not worthless, at least he dragged the big demon, and our master will be able to come soon. โ€

The little girl sighed without joy or sorrow, turned around and walked back to the second floor, staring blankly at the place where Zhuge Chen had left and crying. The girl's first spring is such a wonderful thing, I don't know why it started, but I know why it fell.

Zhuge Chen lifted the hem of his robe and walked on the muddy mountain road, he didn't want his white clothes to be splashed with mud. Even though he was so cautious, in the end he still splashed a few drops, which made him feel so bad that he wanted to kill the big demon with the mountain rain breaking the mirror quickly.

If it weren't for the fact that he was falling sharply now, Edgeworth would have cut off the head of the big demon a long time ago. However, with the current realm of the Heavenly Barrier, he can still win against the good luck of breaking through the Heavenly Barrier and becoming an immortal in the world, but it is a little troublesome and he can't raise his hand to kill with the sword.

The naked demon who didn't understand who was the lamb to be slaughtered looked at the white-clothed young man with interest and sneered, the broken mirror brought him not only pleasure, but also a desire for blood food. Now he is not considered lucky in the true sense, and only when he really eats the current realm can he be qualified to be called an immortal. The Heavenly Barrier Grandmaster in front of him was the blood food sent to the door, and the price of eating him was very small, just need to move your fingers. After digesting the current realm, it will lie dormant for another twenty or thirty years, and when he comes out of the mountain again, the two forgotten peaks, and even the southern border of Dayan will have to surrender to his feet.

When he was only three steps away from the big demon, Zhuge Chen stopped. And the big demon, who had always been immersed in his fantasies, didn't realize that the blood food he was bound to get was already close to his side, and Zhuge Chen, who was already covered with mud spots on the hem of his white clothes, slapped him without saying a word. In the end, it was the big demon who had been lucky, he subconsciously moved back half a step, and just happened to dodge this palm.

Although the big demon dodged a palm, the wind on Zhuge Chen's palm still wiped a bloody mark on his face. As the blue blood slowly dripped down the wound, the big demon also put away his contemptuous gaze, moved his muscles and bones slightly, and smashed it with a punch. Zhuge Chen didn't care about the hem of the white robe that he had been holding, let it fall into the rain that had already risen, and picked up the blade of his sword to meet it.

Halfway through, the big demon pulled out a strangely shaped big knife out of nowhere, and suddenly jumped up and slashed at Zhuge Chen's sword. Although the moves of the two were bland, they still let the nearby rain flow backwards to the sky, and it took a while before it fell again, pouring Zhuge Chen's white clothes thoroughly.

The young man simply tore open the white clothes, and was as naked as the big demon in this mountain rain that was getting bigger and bigger.

The big demon lifted his forehead hair that was wet by the rain, glanced at the opening of the big knife in his hand, and looked at the sword in Zhuge Chen's hand with covetousness: "What is the origin of your sword?"

Zhuge Chen, who has never liked nonsense against the enemy, was no exception this time, and he flashed in front of the big demon and slashed out with a sword. After a sword, there was not only the mighty sword qi in front of him, but also the three-foot splash that was stirred. The big demon didn't dare to despise the sword qi with condensed sword intent, and relied on his own realm to be a little higher.

It can be called a quick knife to cut through the mess!

After the merger, neither of them dared to act rashly, drawing circles around the big pit formed by the chaotic battle, and neither of them wanted to sell the flaws to the other party first.

After a while, the big demon who couldn't hold back the yin fire at the tip of his heart came to the right wing of the young man at the cost of taking Zhuge Chen's sword with his arm, revealing his true body. A five-person-long python was exposed to Zhuge Chen's sight in this way, the python was purple all over, but the scales were glowing with a strange light. Fortunately, he is also well-informed, otherwise the impact of this behemoth may really scare him.

The python spit out the scarlet snake letter humanely, and his mouth was like a bell: "If you can force out my body, it can be regarded as your ability to be a worm, but the farce should be over." โ€

After speaking, he raised his huge head and smashed it downward, if Zhuge Chen hadn't expected it, this time it might really kill him. It is indeed not easy for the big demon to cultivate the human body, so those big demons who have achieved cultivation rarely reveal their true body. Although the original physique is more lethal, it has a fatal flaw, that is, it is not easy to cultivate.

Zhuge Chen, who jumped in the air, looked all over the python's whole body after hearing this, and whispered defiantly: "Aren't you more like a little bug?"

This sentence completely ignited the anger of the python, everyone who embarked on the road of cultivation knows that the python in the world has always boasted of being a dragon relic, and the most taboo thing is that some people say that they are reptiles who want to climb the relationship with the dragon. But Zhuge Chen didn't care about this, and he spread his hands when he fell to the ground.

The scales of the big python that burned in anger flew and twisted into a strange shape in front of Zhuge Chen. The next moment, tens of thousands of scales flew over like sharp blades, burying Zhuge Chen in this rain of swords full of murderous machines, and the young man surrounded by layers of scales finally showed a solemn look.

The next moment, Zhuge Chen held the sword in his hand upside down, allowing the scales of the first layer to cut his body. He stood like this, silent, at first the python thought that he was ready to sit and wait to die, but a cold sword aura helped him dispel this stupid thought.

The sword qi accurately exploded a blood flower on the python's skull, and the painful python, which was not protected by scales, hissed non-stop, and hurriedly withdrew the scales that were released. Zhuge Chen, who was covered in scales, was a little short of breath, and slowly took a breath of fresh air to chase after the victory, ran quickly along the back of the python, and jumped up with a sword and stuck it in seven inches. The python thought that it would be able to sit back and relax by retracting the scales, but it never calculated that the sword in Zhuge Chen's hand could easily cut through its own scales.

Instead of flinching, the battered python aroused his ferocity even more, and a flick of its tail hit Zhuge Chen's chest and threw him out, knocking down several towering trees. The python endured the pain and barely stood up, and looked at Zhuge Chen, who was stumbling up not far away, with contempt before he could speak, he spit out a mouthful of blue blood.

Zhuge Chen wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and laughed at the big python that was rolling on the ground in pain. He put his sword in its sheath and hung it around his waist, patted the dark blue scabbard lightly, and sat on the ground leaning against the trunk of the tree, gasping for breath.

The python wanted to fight back several times, but it had been pierced by seven inches, and it could only feel the sharp pain like a knife and couldn't move. Moments later, it reverted back to its human form, only to suffer a fatal penetrating wound to its chest.

At the rain shelter, the group of poor scholars, including Wang Chongyun, were driven out again.

The rain became heavier and crackled and poured on them. A few steps away, there is a pavilion with a strong fragrance of tea, and here there is only a poor man holding a basket to cover the rain.

Wang Chongyun glanced at the direction in which Zhuge Chen disappeared, opened his lips slightly and stopped talking, and finally buried his head under the basket.

Wang Ruojia, who was on the second floor of the rain shelter, put away his gaze downstairs, took the tea handed over by the second uncle, and held it in the palm of his hand to keep warm. The middle-aged man sitting on the side touched the little girl's head lovingly, got up and came to the place where the shemale battle was looking, and said, "I don't think that young man in white should be killed by the big demon." โ€

The second uncle was shocked by this sentence and suddenly raised his head, and said in a humble tone: "Third master, how do you say this?" The middle-aged man known as the third master paced on the second floor with his hands behind his back, and replied casually: "The old man seems to know some secrets, and decided to let that young man go to the Wanzu Association on behalf of our family, and it was suddenly decided two days ago." To tell you the truth, the family is very busy with this matter right now. Hearing that the young man was going to pass through the southern border, he deliberately arranged for someone there, and gave a death order to invite him back to his family. Even if you don't meet him now, you will be able to meet him in the family in a few days. I don't believe that the person the old man wants will die here, even if it is a cross-border death fight. โ€

After speaking, he rubbed Wang Ruojia's head again, propped up the oil-paper umbrella on the ground, and went downstairs and disappeared into the rain. Before leaving, he called the people who were drenched in the rain back to the rain shelter, and turned around and said, "When the young man returns, he must be kept." โ€

The little girl tidied up her messy hair and said, "I didn't expect the third uncle to be so good, I really can't see it usually." โ€

The second uncle handed over a comb, took out a bronze mirror and stood in front of Wang Ruojia and sighed: "The second master is so good-hearted, this is called buying people's hearts." You'll have to learn something and use it later. โ€

The little girl stuck out her tongue mischievously, took off her chin against the railing and looked outside, no longer paying attention to the second uncle who was full of dogma.

Zhuge Chen looked at the waterhole stained red by the blood flowing from his wound and cursed damn, endured the sharp pain of the wound and barely stood up, silently glanced at the big demon who was on the verge of death, and thought about whether he should step forward and kill him with a sword.

The big demon knew that he would not escape death today, so he simply looked away, and said like a return to the light: "I am unlucky to be planted in your hands today, and you are considered to have the ability, but I not only lost to you, but also lost to your sword. Can you tell me what your sword is called before I die, and why it pierces the scales of my body so easily, and the wounds that pierce me do not heal at all. โ€

Zhuge Chen stepped forward, cut off the head of the big demon with his hand as a knife, looked at his corpse and said, "I am not from this world, even if I say it, you will not know." But seeing that you died so wronged, I'll tell you. The name of the sword is the rubber pillar, and the eye of the hundred weapons list. It's my old buddy who lives with me, and it's the only thing I've ever brought down from above. โ€

After saying these clueless words, he wiped the muddy water on his body, and accidentally touched the deepest wound on his chest, his eyes were black in pain, and he almost collapsed on the big python that manifested after death.

Then he endured severe pain and peeled off a piece of python skin to keep out the rain, and used his only remaining strength to pull the python towards the rain shelter.

At this time, the young man finally couldn't help it, grabbed it weakly forward, and smashed the whole person into the puddle in front of him, fainting.