Chapter Thirty-Eight: Startled

Seeing that the flying sword was about to approach the blood python, Zhang Yang was short of breath. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Even if this blood python was injured, he didn't dare to be careless. "Don't you see that big volume, as a standard southerner, he's afraid of snakes. "If you get touched by this thing, it will hurt your muscles and bones, to say the least.

The flying sword rushed towards the blood python, and on the way, Zhang Yang played a trick. The Vaporization Sword Technique was unleashed by him.

As the spell was cast, the tip of the sword slightly exuded sword qi, and the speed increased a lot.

The blood python's huge head suddenly lowered as it walked forward, and the long sword fell short with a blow, and Zhang Yang, who was standing on the tree, frowned. The divine sense hurriedly controlled the flying sword and stabbed towards the blood python.

He couldn't have imagined that this blood python looked clumsy, but its reaction ability was so fast. And it's fast enough to be indescribably fast.

Seeing that the flying sword was flying at once, the blood python was not ambiguous at all. The snake's tail swept towards the flying sword.

This sweep was also mixed with a rushing wind, and the flying sword was repulsed. But the blood python didn't get any good results either. The sword qi pierced into the tail of the blood python through the hurricane wind.

At this time, the blood python's tail was surging with blood, and he was a little surprised to see this scene. "Why does this snake have so much blood, if a person sheds so much blood, it will definitely become a dry corpse. ”

He thought to himself, he played a trick in the time, and the flying sword flew in the time. I've already achieved a good record, and now is a good opportunity to take advantage of the victory.

Watching the flying sword fly towards his head, the blood python was not afraid at all. Just now, it underestimated the attack power of the flying sword, but now it's different. I saw it open its big mouth, and a huge snake breath appeared, and this snake breath was wrapped in aura.

In the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword and the snake's breath collided together, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while. Zhang Yang, who was on the tree, hurriedly took out the only magic weapon he had.

This dagger was obtained after he killed Zhu Xiaokang, and it was only now that he used it for the first time. There is no way, he doesn't dare to use it in the sect. If someone knows this dagger, wouldn't it directly show that Zhu Xiaokang's death has something to do with him?

The dagger flew out, and the sword qi on the tip of the sword still revealed slightly. For the average person, it must be a bit difficult to control two treasures at the same time.

And the reason why Zhang Yang was able to control two magic weapons at the same time was mainly because his divine sense was far superior to that of the same level, even the spirit stones of ordinary foundation building monks could not compare to his.

The blood python, who was fighting against the long sword, also noticed the dagger flying towards him, and his huge eyes burst out with a sharp light. Although he hadn't developed much spiritual wisdom yet, he was still clear at this time.

The elixir just now was made by the kid on the tree, and the main reason was that he wanted to fight with the octopus himself, and in the end this human would be able to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

After figuring everything out, the Blood Python Giant turned around and gave up resistance to the flying sword.

Seeing the blood python coming towards him, he was very sensitive to dodge the attacks of the long sword and dagger along the way. Zhang Yang was a little sleepy for a while.

This snake's cultivation is not much different from his own, but why is it so difficult. Even if the skin is rough and the meat is thick, such a large volume is still so sensitive.

The huge snake's head hit the trunk of the tree, and Zhang Yang hurriedly dodged.

Successfully reaching the ground, the blood python raised its huge snake-headed basin-sized eyes and stared at itself. Zhang Yang wanted to glare back, but he still denied it.

No way, the snake's eyes were too big, and his eyelids obviously couldn't stare at each other.

With a move of his right hand, the flying sword returned to his hand. For this blood python, Zhang Yang used almost all his spells, but it was useless.

The long sword was in hand, and the tip of the sword interlude towards the ground. I saw a flash of inspiration on the long sword, and four or five sword shadows flew out. At the moment when the sword shadow flew out, Zhang Yang hurriedly swallowed a few pills.

Four or five sword shadows went towards the blood python, Rao is that it was more sensitive, but there were also three sword shadows that fell on its body. For a moment, flesh and blood splattered, and Sen Sen's white bones were exposed in front of him.

Seeing the blood python lying on the ground, his eyes were blank, Zhang Yang slowly exhaled his anger. "Just dead? "I don't want to use all the aura at once, and the spell sent out can be so powerful.

Walking towards the blood python, he was careful all the way, what if this big guy had a strong vitality.

Standing less than a meter away from the snake's head, confirming safety, the long sword was full of inspiration.

At this moment, the head of the snake attacked him at an extremely fast speed. At the last moment, the tip of the sword pierced deep into the snake's head.

Seeing the snow-white brain overflowing, Zhang Yang subconsciously retreated.

"Is this a snake or a fox, it's such a routine. Standing in the distance, watching the blood python not make any movement, he walked slowly before he flamboyantly walked away.

This blood python is full of treasures, snake skin eyes, etc., which are all excellent materials for refining. After a busy day for a long time, he got it right.

When I asked him how he knew about this cultivation idiot, he replied, "I read the novel."

After packing up the blood python, he looked at the octopus lying on the ground not far away, and raised the corners of his mouth. The Divine Consciousness controlled the sword and galloped towards the octopus.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, the tip of the sword is deeply inserted into the octopus's head. Seeing that the octopus was motionless, Zhang Yang was still a little uneasy, and he controlled the flying sword to cut off the eight tentacles of the octopus.

He hadn't seen this octopus in the novel either, but in addition to putting away Nedan, he also put away the eight tentacles.

"There are still two of them left to complete the task, this time let's see who dares to look down on me. Zhang Yang said, walking towards the depths of the mountain range.

Rao is that he has no knowledge of cultivation, but he also knows that there is only one demon beast with high cultivation like this in a place at most.

Walking to the Blood Python Cave Mansion, Zhang Yang subconsciously looked at it. A blooming flower appeared in front of his eyes, and his eyes suddenly sparkled.

"The great god doesn't deceive me, there is really an elixir in this high-level demon beast cave. Zhang Yang thought and put away the elixir. This elixir is called the Blood Spirit Flower, and it is necessary for refining the eight-layer elixir of Qi training.

He had been delayed in killing this blood python for a long time, and when he withdrew from the blood python's lair, he saw seven or eight disciples blocking his way.

Looking at the person in front of him, Zhang raised his brows and frowned.

"Little junior brother, you should have gotten good things, you see how about giving it to senior brother. Among these people, the person in the lead looked at Zhang Yang, and the corners of his mouth slightly outlined a faint smile.

"Senior brother, do you need to talk nonsense with this guy. Kill him directly, those things are not ours yet. Next to the leader of the leader, the man looked at Zhang Yang in disgust and said.

Zhang Yang's brows furrowed more and more, and the minimum cultivation of these people in front of him was all the seventh level of Qi cultivation. And the two people who spoke just now cultivated to one of them was the eighth layer of qi training, and the other person turned out to be the eighth layer of qi cultivation Great Perfection.

For this kind of battle, Zhang Yang has only seen it in the novels of his previous life. I didn't expect it to be my own encounter now, and he couldn't think of any good way for a while.

"Senior brother, can't you let me play for my brother? This little guy didn't hurt me badly. The man said, touching his head, although he used the aura to grow his hair, but those ring incense scars could not be erased.