Chapter Eighty-Eight: Submission

There was a thousand catties of great force on the claws, and it actually shook Ouyang Ember back a hundred and ten meters before he could stabilize his foothold, at this time, Ouyang Ember's eyes had already appeared with a look of horror, Han Jiao's strength was so terrifying, it was really not something that ordinary people could surrender.

The scales on the body of the Han Jiao have receded, and the whole body is as smooth as a loach, only the long black horn on the head, and a pair of sharp claws born from the abdomen, the fifty-meter-long Han Jiao, the upper body of the straight body exceeds the height of the towering tree, and the huge head is even more terrifying, and the breath is full of cold air.

Han Leng didn't have a trace of desire to fight at this time, he just wanted to leave this ghost place as soon as possible, lest he didn't even know how to die when he got to die, he quietly walked over to the opposite woods, planning to leave here while Han Jiao was fighting against that monk who looked powerful.

"Senior Brother Han... Where are you going?" Chen Wenfei's voice appeared in Han Leng's ears at this time, and it sounded quite disgusting.

Han Leng immediately stopped, and then said without changing his face: "I want to prepare here so that I can help that senior brother." ”

Chen Wenfei said with a suspicious look in his eyes: "How do I think you plan to run away, junior brother? If you run away at this time, when you return to the sect, you will be punished by the door rules." ”

The two people who followed Chen Wenfei died tragically under Han Jiao's hands, and it was not easy for him to explain when he went back, if he could pull Han Leng into the team, he could make up a lie when he got out, and put all the blame on Han Leng, so that he would not have to be punished.

Han sneered and said, "How could it be, I had no intention of running away at all. ”

Chen Wenfei snorted coldly: "It's better to be like this." ”

Subsequently, Chen Wenfei also cast a few spells to help Ouyang Ember deal with Han Jiao, and directly threw out several inferior intermediate spells, like fire dance techniques, fire explosion techniques, and ground stabbing techniques, which were released towards Han Jiao.

In an instant, the heat wave was monstrous, the ground thorns were undulating, and the roar was bursting, and Han Jiao also temporarily retreated dozens of meters in this overwhelming spell, but although these spells were huge, they did not bring much damage to Han Jiao, and such a painless attack could only provoke it.

I saw that the cold Jiao suddenly stood up, and a cold current condensed on the long black horn above its head, and then it lowered its head, so that all the cold currents on the horn were stimulated, and suddenly an ultra-low temperature cold air gushed out.

Many towering trees are frozen into ice sculptures the moment they are touched by the cold, and every leaf freezes, and the cold is still spreading.

Ouyang Yan's face changed, and he immediately pinched his hands, and suddenly the fire attribute mana was condensed in his hand, and then a circular fire ring appeared.

"Flameplay!" Ouyang Shen shouted.

Suddenly, the fire ring, which was only the size of a bowl, suddenly became larger, and finally it turned out to be a huge fire ring ten meters high and ten meters wide, and endless flames rushed out of the fire ring and collided with the cold qi spewed out by the cold Jiao.

The contact between water and fire suddenly made a sizzling sound, and the cold qi was blocked by the flames, temporarily slowing down the speed, but after all, that cold Jiao was a demon beast that had been cultivated for five hundred years, and the mana in its body was unimaginable, and it could release cold qi continuously.

And Ouyang Ember is only a cultivator of the ninth layer of qi refining, the mana in his body is not rich, and he still uses inferior intermediate spells, but casting spells has already consumed a lot of his mana, let alone maintaining spells all the time, it will be a very terrifying consumption.

After less than a dozen breaths, Ouyang Yan's face turned pale, and cold sweat was also breaking out on his head, originally he could hold a stick of incense, but Han Jiao suddenly strengthened the output of cold qi, which led to the fact that he had to increase the output of mana to resist, so his mana was like boiling water and threw it into the fire ring, and finally he had to take spirit stones from the Qiankun bag to replenish the consumption.

However, the replenishment of mana by the spirit stone is gradual, and the loss of mana cannot be supplied at all, so after holding on for thirty breaths, the huge fire ring disappeared because the mana supply was not available, and with the disappearance of the fire ring, the cold air rushed down.

Everyone had seen the terrifying power of the cold air, and when they saw the cold air rushing over, they fled one after another, but the speed of the cold air accelerated, and they were about to swallow the group in the cold mist in an instant.

At this critical moment of life and death, at the last moment, I only heard a loud shout in the air.

"Evil beast!"

Immediately afterwards, a golden light fell from the sky, and instantly dispersed the cold air that was like a bamboo, and when the golden light dissipated, I saw an old man in a white robe appear.

Ouyang Ember dragged his tired body forward and respectfully greeted: "Master!"

This old man is Zheng Youshan, the peak master of Heavenly Sword Peak, and he is a monk in the middle of the Yudan period.

Zheng Youshan exuded a powerful aura all over his body, and the spiritual pressure of the monks in the Dan stage made the monks present feel a deep sense of oppression.

Han Leng stood at the back of the crowd, this was the first time he had seen a monk release the spiritual pressure, and the white-haired old man floated in the air, like a sun, exuding supreme brilliance.

This is the monk of the Dan period, the golden pill is condensed in the dantian, and he can fly unrestricted, travel thousands of miles a day with a snap of his fingers, master all kinds of advanced spells, call the wind and rain, and drive the clouds and fog.

After seeing Zheng Youshan appear, some monks, including Han Leng, suddenly felt a sense of security in their hearts, as if they didn't need to be afraid of that Han Jiao anymore, Han Jiao, who was regarded as a deadly demon beast just now, looked like a very long snake at this moment.

And Zheng Youshan came out this time, naturally to let these disciples see their abilities, so as to inspire them to cultivate more diligently.

"You all stand back and watch the old man get rid of this demon!" Zheng Youshan said with a stern face, Han Jiao already has a certain amount of spiritual intelligence, so he can barely be called a demon.

The top fifty demon beasts on the Hundred Beast Diagram have actually produced spiritual intelligence, but because they don't have the ability to transform into human form, they can't enter the Hundred Demon Diagram.

As soon as the words fell, Ouyang Ember immediately withdrew a few dozen meters and stood in the position with Han Leng, and then these monks who were not in a high realm raised their heads one after another, ready to watch the final battle between the monks of the Yudan period and Han Jiao.

I saw Zheng Youshan slowly stretch out his right hand, and a little broken light appeared from his palm, and finally extended out, forming the appearance of a sword, and finally the light faded, and a simple long sword appeared in his hand.

The whole body of this sword is silvery-white, and there are obscure and mysterious runes engraved on it, the sword body is very thin, the blade is as thin as a cicada's wings, and the cold light is faintly visible, and the murderous aura is compelling.

This sword is a streamer sword on the spirit weapon spectrum, and it belongs to a mid-level spirit weapon.

As soon as the streamer sword came out, Zheng Youshan's entire momentum was stunned, and a killing aura emanated from his body.

Han Jiao's blue eyes like a water tank turned around a few times, as if thinking about something, I don't know if it plans to escape or fight hard, because the human old man in front of him has an aura that makes it feel scared, under normal circumstances, when it encounters a human being who is stronger than itself, it will choose to escape.

However, this time Han Jiao did not have the intention of cringing, it did not turn into a Jiao before, and it ran away and attacked out of instinct, now that it has turned into a Jiao, its head can finally think about some simple questions, but as a Jiao, its arrogant nature does not allow it to retreat.

So after Han Jiao hesitated for a moment, he opened his huge mouth and chose to fight to the death with Zheng Youshan, several icicles spit out from Han Jiao's mouth, Zheng Youshan waved the streamer sword, and cut these icicles into ice slag with three strokes and five divisions.

Immediately after, Zheng Youshan approached Han Jiao, and the streamer sword in his hand emitted a faint light, and then stabbed towards Han Jiao.

Han Jiao still chose to use his body to win the touch, and as a result, the streamer sword easily stabbed a gurgling hole in Han Jiao's body, and this time the painful Han Jiao roared, and hurriedly spit out a cold air mass to freeze the wound.

In this way, the two went back and forth, and it didn't take long for Han Jiao's body to be covered with ice bumps, which were all frozen wounds, because there were too many wounds on his body, which slowed down a lot.

Zheng Youshan saw the opportunity, waved his left hand, and instantly released a multiplication spell, only to see a fire phoenix flying out of his hand, the multiplication spell can generally summon attribute totems, and the fire phoenix is like this.

The fire phoenix condensed by flames has a very realistic appearance, which is a manifestation of the cultivation of fire attribute spells to the extreme, and as soon as the fire phoenix came out, it flapped its wings and flew towards Han Jiao.

As soon as Han Jiao saw the fire phoenix, a species similar to himself, his eyes suddenly showed a violent gaze, and the horns on its head emitted several cold currents, all of which hit the fire phoenix, but the blazing fire phoenix instantly evaporated the cold current, and then the fire phoenix rushed to Han Jiao's body without slowing down.

At the moment of contact, Han Jiao's abdomen was suddenly blackened by the intense heat, and the skin rolled up, revealing the bloody flesh inside.

Han Jiao roared in pain, there was already a look of fear in its eyes, I saw it suddenly bow down, and was immediately hidden by the dense forest, it was ready to escape, and the Han Jiao who ran away with all its strength was very fast, almost disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Youshan, who was in mid-air, couldn't help sneering when he saw this, demon beasts with spiritual wisdom are not easy to deal with, and if they can't beat them, they are too similar to some people, but Han Jiao naively thought that he could escape, which was really a big mistake.

I saw Zheng Youshan let go of the hand holding the streamer sword, and then gently spit out the word "go" in his mouth, only to see that the streamer sword suddenly made a buzzing sound, and then suddenly transformed into six phantoms, once these phantoms appeared, they all quickly chased towards the fleeing Han Jiao.

I saw six rays of light rushing into the dense forest in the air, and I heard the roar of the cold Jiao coming from the dense forest, and finally a large area of the forest was all broken under the collision of the cold Jiao.

After rolling on the ground for a dozen turns, Han Jiao's huge body came to a stop on a gravel ground, with two swords stuck in its head, abdomen, and tail, and it was already dead.

Ouyang Ember and the others also immediately followed the traces to the side of Han Jiao's corpse, only to see that the ground was full of blood stains left by Han Jiao's sliding.

Exuding a strong smell of blood, the fifty-meter-old Han Jiao was cut off from life and did not move.

Zheng Youshan fell from the sky and walked to Han Jiao's head, pulled out the streamer sword, and the other phantoms returned to the main body, and then he picked off the horns on Han Jiao's head.

This horn can be used to make a higher quality spirit weapon, he is looking for materials, as long as the materials are ready, he can create a high-level spirit weapon, and his strength will be greatly improved at that time.

After Han Jiao's horn was taken away, Zheng Youshan cut through Han Jiao's abdomen again, and took out the snake gall bladder and demon pill from it, and the snake gall was also taken by Zheng Youshan, and the demon pill was given to Ouyang Ash.

Han Leng and the others were silent, and could only watch as the people of their Heavenly Sword Peak took the treasures on Han Jiao's body one by one, Luo Shi and Qi Yan each took a sharp claw, each of Han Jiao's claws was extremely sharp, and they could make extraordinary quality magic weapons by smelting them casually, they were so happy, they could still make a profit without doing anything.

When the people of Heavenly Sword Peak finished choosing, it was Han Leng's turn and Chen Wenfei to step forward, what else was there, there were only a few hundred catties of meat left.

Chen Wenfei looked at the corpse of this Han Jiao, and really couldn't find anything else available, so he waved his hand and didn't prepare to choose.

But Han Leng was a little excited at this time, he walked directly to Han Jiao's head, pulled out Han Jiao's two blue eyeballs and put them in the Qiankun bag, and then ran to Han Jiao's tail and picked off the few newly formed scales on the tip of the tail, these little things no one cared about at all.

But Han Leng regarded it as a treasure, after all, these things could be used to refine medicine, after he had selected all the things, this test was also over, and then several of them followed Zheng Youshan out of the Demon Beast Valley, preparing to inspect the loot to determine the person who obtained the Zhuji Dan.