The deer-antlered monster could not have predicted that this sword was so psychic, and in the absence of human command, it actually knew how to automatically organize attacks, which was simply a divine object such as an innate spirit treasure.

However, horror is panic, and the immediate crisis must be faced.

At the moment when the tip of the sword stabbed him in the head with a chill, the deerclops rolled on the spot with a frightened face, and with great difficulty dodged the decapitation.

"Roaring ......"

At the same time, with a roar in the sky, the deer-clawed monster actually transformed into a huge sika deer at a speed visible to the naked eye under the gaze of the two of them.

Judging from the size alone, I am afraid that it can be compared with ordinary tigers, and the height and momentum are estimated to be above tigers.

Generally speaking, the sika deer usually gives people the feeling of being docile and elegant, but the sika deer in front of him is full of strong demonic energy, and there is a raging anger in the blood-red eyes, and the four vigorous hooves are outrageously thick, and the whole momentum can be described as quite majestic.

At this moment, the remnant snow sword had swooped towards his abdomen again, this time the speed was a few points faster than the previous two times, and the momentum was also more powerful, if it could slash the abdomen of the sika deer, then it could be said that there was no suspense about penetrating his body.

But the transformed deer-cloaked monster didn't seem to be afraid of the attack of the remnant snow sword, and when the tip of the sword roared, it actually bounced violently from the spot, raised its thick deer hooves high, and kicked towards the remnant snow sword that flew like a streamer.

"Zheng ......"

The moment the blade collided with the deer's hooves, there was a sudden sound of metal.

The remnant of the snow sword slashed down on the deer's hooves, shaking the entire sika deer into the air and falling like a paper kite with a broken thread.

And the remnant snow sword itself was actually flown back into Xi Yan's hand under a violent kick from this deer hoof, and the sword body automatically let out a metallic roar.

Unexpectedly, this deer-clipped monster that seems to have low cultivation really has a few tricks.

Especially after transforming, even the Remnant Snow Sword couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

The blade of the sword obviously fell on his front hooves, but it only shook him off, and at the end of the day, it hurt his muscles and bones in the slightest, and he didn't even cut his flesh and skin.

You must know that although this remnant snow sword is not comparable to the top ten holy weapons in the barbarian realm, it is also a once-in-a-lifetime immortal weapon, and nitpicking is a piece of cake at all.

After being knocked to the ground, the deerclops fell to the ground and wailed twice, then jumped up from the ground again, and rushed towards the position where Xiyan was standing with unprecedented strength.

The two brown front hooves actually shone with a layer of golden light under the moonlight, and the force contained on them was far more powerful than the first two attacks combined.

"Fairy beware!"

Yama reminded in a frightened voice beside him.

But Xi Yan just shrugged his shoulders casually, slashed the remnant snow sword in his hand, and said in a slow voice: "Defeat the demon with spirit!"

After thinking about it, the aura in the remnant snow sword burst out again, with a trace of cold aura permeating all around, and a unicorn mixed with auspicious qi jumped out of the sword body at the right time.

Without waiting for Xi Yan to speak, it had already consciously roared forward to meet it, and raised its thick giant spirit palm to slap it out.

When has the sika deer seen such a battle, he can't defeat it just by Xiyan, and now a unicorn that can be called the king of spirit beasts appeared out of thin air, and he was so frightened that he stood in the air on the spot, and he didn't dare to move again.

When the unicorn giant spirit-like palm came over, the sika deer retreated in a hurry under the crisis, and the embarrassed figure was completely contrary to the momentum when it came.

But how can the little sika deer come and go freely in front of the unicorn?

When its body retreated, the unicorn had already taken a huge stride forward, and before the sika deer landed, it had already slapped out a giant palm in the air, and the sika deer's weak figure was instantly incited to fly out, hitting the ancient tree behind it.

After falling to the ground, a mouthful of blood gushed out of the deer's mouth, and the indomitable momentum on his body dissipated invisibly, replaced by a drooping old posture.

The body of the deer gradually transformed back into a humanoid form at the first time, and as for the pair of antlers on the top of the head, it naturally continued to be retained.

The dust has settled.

The child's cry has long been shaken by the great change in front of him.

Yama moved his curious and surprised eyes to the dying body of the antlered monster, and muttered with emotion: "It's really a pity to think that he has been rampant in the mountains all his life, but now he has ended up with all the effort to cultivate." ”

"It's his own fault. ”

Xiyan glanced at the antler-chested monster calmly, then moved his gaze to Yama and asked curiously, "Has your injury healed?"

"It's almost recovered. ”

Yama grinned and continued to ask, "What are you going to do with the Deerclops next?"

"Kill to prevent future troubles. ”

Xi Yan replied in a calm tone, and there was a kind of arrogance in the speech, as if killing people was insignificant to her.

"The deer-antlered monster has been cultivated to the end of his life, can you let him live, after all, heaven makes all things, and all living beings are equal!" Yama asked cautiously, a pair of small eyes were cast on Xiyan's beautiful face, with a little expectation, but a little fear.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"You must kill him and avenge the dead villagers!"

At this moment, a burst of righteous indignation and angry scolding sounded outside the forest, and a strong fire flashed from the forest.

Hurriedly raised his eyes to look, but it was the people of the Feather God Department who chased after him, and Fang Xiyan only cared about the enemy, but ignored the movements around him.

After taking a look at it, I found that there were still a lot of people, more than a dozen people, and the little girl Luo Ying was actually hiding in the crowd.

Seeing that Xi Yan's gaze fell on her, the little girl Luo Ying hurriedly pushed aside the crowd in front of her, ran to her side quickly, and said with a smile: "Sister, your heroic posture in the battle against the antlers just now is so sassy, I can see our blood boiling!"

"Did you see it all?"

Xiyan stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around Luo Ying's neck and asked with interest.

"That's right!"

"Sister, the way you looked just now is like a fairy descending to earth, so beautiful!"

Don't look at this little girl Luo Ying's young age, I can't imagine that she can talk one by one, and her kung fu is even more first-class.

At this time, the patriarch had already walked over with a trembling cane, and muttered with emotion: "I can't imagine that you are still a goddess fairy, the old man really has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and he neglects the gods." ”

As he spoke, he was about to bend his old waist and bow to her.