The weasel was motionless, lying on the ground after being picked open by Chen Xiaomo, muttering this begging for mercy, Chen Xiaomo was happy, and the monster would also beg for mercy, but when he saw clearly the skeletons on the ground in the cave, his compassion was gone. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Xiao Cang killed her"

The weasel let out a terrible scream, I will kill you, a black mist filled the cave, it was called a stink, Chen Xiaomo clenched his long sword, looked around vigilantly, the blue-eyed tiger couldn't stand it, used a spell, and a gust of wind appeared out of thin air, at this moment, the weasel moved, tore and pulled, Chen Xiaomo's arm was torn open by his claws, and the crystal bones could be seen.

The blue pupil tiger was angry, the little Tsukiel dared to be presumptuous, the life of labor and management was with him, the blue pupil tiger appeared directly behind the weasel, at this moment he put down the teasing, and the weasel was directly slapped into a blood mist by his claws.

Chen Xiaomo's face was pale, damn it, he still couldn't beat Zhuji.

The blue-eyed tiger looked at Chen Xiaomo, he didn't seem to be dead, his body turned into a white streamer, and he left a mark on the other weasel.

Chen Xiaomo took a pill and stood up tremblingly, at this moment he wanted to become stronger, otherwise he would still be a fish and a man.

In less than a stick of incense, the blue-eyed tiger returned, carrying the corpse of a weasel in his hand.

"Master, now the monsters are dead"

Master...... It's not good, Chen Xiaomo understands that this blue-eyed tiger is actually the weasel.

The monsters are all dead, alas, they may also be forced to do so, you bury them first!

"Blue-Eyed Tiger": Hypocritical human!

Staying at the moment when Chen Xiaomo turned around, he moved, and one by one black claws flew towards Chen Xiaomo, Chen Xiaomo had already expected that ding, ding, the beast claws made of spells condensed hit the long sword. This is the true strength of the Tsukiki Youkai. Roar...... The weasel is not transformed into a blue-eyed tiger, but a prototype, a weasel several times larger than the Tibetan mastiff.

Chen Xiaomo still couldn't parry, and there were many more wounds on his body.

"Damn immortal cultivator, I'm going to kill you to avenge your maid"

A huge claw Chen Xiaomozi slapped directly, and Chen Xiaomo's imperial envoy flying sword flew in the air, constantly cutting wounds on the weasel's body.

Burst...... A mouthful of blood overflowed from Chen Xiaomo's mouth, and Chen Xiaomo was thinking of countermeasures, when he suddenly felt a numb scalp, and the coolness spread rapidly along his spine, making him tremble.

It turned out that the weasel appeared behind him at some point, opened its mouth and was about to bite his head.

Chen Xiaomo stabbed the sword back in his hand, and the weasel retreated in pain, with another claw.

The beast's claws hit the mountain wall, the flying stone chips hit Chen Xiaomo's body, and several bloody marks were scratched on his arms by several stones with sharp edges and corners. Chen Xiaomo didn't care about this injury at all, and he didn't care about it, because now he was about to die.

The weasel that turned into a prototype was inconvenient to move in the cave, which gave Chen Xiaomo a good opportunity.

Chen Xiaomo ran like another road in the cave, he was in front and the weasel was behind.

The chill on his back rushed up, and the hair that stood up didn't know if it was because of the wind or the chill behind him, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded in an ice cave.

Chen Xiaomo avoided the huge figure that had already pounced.

Chen Xiaomo swept over the ground paved with gravel, the gravel cut his skin, and it hurt faintly, but now was not the time to think about this.

Quickly pulled out the green blade in his hand, his body twisted, and the moment he landed, with the force of rotation, he shook his hand and stabbed it towards the weasel's eyes. The long sword thrown out shot straight into the eye of the stinging weasel like a bullet, and the weasel was not slow to react, although it could not completely avoid it, but its claws blocked it, and the claws with hard protein quickly blocked it. Blue Blade failed to stab the weasel in the eye, only sparks in the claws of the beast.

But Chen Xiaomo's means are more than these, the palm thunder is transmitted on the Qingfeng, and the powerful current makes the weasel a little paralyzed, and then the flying sword spits out of his mouth and rushes straight to the door of the weasel's face, the weasel tilts his head with difficulty, but even so, the sharp flying sword stabbed the corner of the eye with the impact force, and also pierced a little, the eye was more or less affected, and the blood oozed from the corner of the eye.

Roar...... The weasel was furious, and the spell condensed into a beast's claw and grabbed Chen Xiaomo. Chen Xiaomo dodged the beast palm slapped above, and clenched Qingfeng to resist the sharp claws waving from the side. Squeak - the sound of claws cutting through the blue blade sounded. The sharp claws that could easily scratch the walls of the cave only left some small marks on the blue edge. The sword was not a big deal, but Chen Xiaomo felt a hot pain in every part of his arm, as if it was about to fall apart.

The spiritual power in his body was no longer enough for him to use the Pure Yang Sword Technique again, and now Chen Xiaomo was in a state of fighting against the water.

Chen Xiaomo watched his paws slap at him, and there was nothing he could do.

"Immortal cultivators, go die"

Suddenly, a white tiger appeared, opened its mouth wide, and its sharp teeth bit the weasel, and it collided directly with the body of no weasel. Although the weasel's body was several times larger than that of the blue-eyed tiger, he was bitten and hit by the weasel, and his steps staggered under the coercion and almost fell.

The blue-eyed tiger bit the weasel to death, and it stinks.

Looking at Chen Xiaomo, who was not dead, the blue-eyed tiger showed a meaningful expression, but a tiger always felt like a cute person with such an expression.

Chen Xiaomo walked out of the cave, his white clothes were already in tatters, and the blood stains on his body showed the difficulty of the battle.

Folks, I killed those two monsters, and now you're all right.

Immediately, Chen Xiaomo fainted, not why, but because Chen Xiaomo had hideous wounds on his arms, back, and chest, and he was bleeding a lot.

Ye Qingyi hurriedly stepped forward to pick up Chen Xiaomo and went down the mountain together.

The blue-eyed tiger didn't understand why he did this when it could be a pill to heal his wounds.

If Chen Xiaomo was awake, he would tell him: I forgot about it when I was so excited.

"Ah, Tsing Yi is back. Ye Qingyi and the others had just entered the door, and the other villagers rushed over with an arrow, and that virtue was like a wolf that had been hungry for a few days, and his eyes were green.

"You Monster Killed"

Ye Qingyi: "The monster was killed by the immortals of the Qingyun Sword Sect, we don't have to be afraid anymore"

Hurry up and invite the second uncle and call him here, the immortal of the Qingyun Sword Sect is injured.

A chubby woman hurriedly ran out......