After Zhang Xuanji landed, he continued to run forward without looking back.

The three-color poisonous Jiao was slightly stunned, and its huge body stagnated slightly.

In its eyes, Zhang Xuanji is a ten-year-old child, and he must be able to swallow it whole by himself.

Now this son actually dodged the attack, but escaped with his strength.

After hesitating slightly, the three-color poisonous Jiao chased after Zhang Xuanji again.

The distance between Zhang Xuanji and the three-colored poison Jiao was getting closer and closer, just when he fell into the attack range of the three-color poison Jiao again.

Zhang Xuanji suddenly jumped, and the whole person crossed an arc in the air, jumping directly from the window into a house.

He landed on the ground with a tumble that quickly stabilized his body and crouched on the ground, then jumped out again.

Zhang Xuanji had just escaped from the house when there was a loud rumbling sound behind him.

Zhang Xuanji turned around while running, and the huge head of the three-colored poisonous Jiao burrowed into the house, and the huge body directly knocked down the house, and the whole thing was smashed Zheng

Although a collapsed house can't really trap the three-color poison Jiao, it can also cause it not to hinder.

Moreover, the reason why Zhang Xuanji deliberately led him to knock down the house was to rely on the loud noise of the house collapse to attract the attention of the villagers, so as to achieve the purpose of warning.

After all, although the sound of the wall collapsing before was not, after all, it was too far away from the ancestral hall to be heard

The sound of the collapse of the house this time should be enough to attract the attention of the villagers on the other side of the ancestral hall.

As for whose house this house is, when the three-color python is solved, we will find a way to compensate and rebuild it.

After successfully warning the villagers, Zhang Xuanji deliberately slowed down his escape.

He clutched the long sword in his hand, intending to fight the three-colored poisonous Jiao alone.

Although there are many traps on the side of the ancestral hall, they are not fatal to the three-color poisonous jiao, and the ditch filled with tung oil can only temporarily prevent the three-colored poisonous jiao from attacking the ancestral hall.

In fact, from the very beginning, Zhang Xuanji planned to find a way to kill this three-color poisonous Jiao by himself.

He asked Niu Er to gather all the villagers to the ancestral hall, in order to gather the villagers in one area for protection.

In this way, when you are fighting against this three-color poisonous Jiao, you can let go and do it without looking ahead.

The three-colored poisonous Jiao raised its head high, and on the huge triangular head, a pair of cold green snake eyes exuded a chill.

It stared at Zhang Xuanji, who was still running away, and felt a hint of annoyance.

It is a great shame that such a weak human being has stolen his own treasure green water and never sleeps, and he dares to play with himself three or four times.

The three-color poisonous Jiao stared at Zhang Xuanji, and its huge head swooped down from mid-air.

Its speed exploded in full force, crashing into Zhang Xuanji like a three-color match.

Zhang Xuanji turned around suddenly, and the whole person was facing the three-color poisonous Jiao that was swooping in.

Sancai Poison Jiao hesitated slightly in his heart, but the offensive did not stop at all, and the blood basin opened wide, with a chill and bloody aura.

Zhang Xuanji's expression was slightly solemn, his toes lightly jumped up, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out.

The target of this sword was the head of the three-colored poison Jiao.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, sparks flew everywhere.

After all, the three-colored poison Jiao is a spirit beast that has lived for countless years and practiced for more than thirty years, and the scales on its whole body are extremely hard.

Although Zhang Xuanji has exquisite swordsmanship, he has no spiritual power at the moment, and secondly, the sword in his hand is also mortal iron, so he can't break through the scale defense of the three-colored poison Jiao at all.

Even so, Zhang Xuanji's comprehension of the way of the sword was unmatched in the world, and the collision of this sword had long been expected.

Although this sword is just an ordinary sword, it has caused a certain shock injury to the three-color poison Jiao through the scales, although this injury is not fatal, but it also makes the three-color poison Jiao feel pain for a while.

The three-colored poison Jiao was stabbed with a sword, and although the scales were not broken, it still took some damage, and its huge size stagnated slightly.

Zhang Xuanji flipped beautifully and chic in the air, and the long sword in his hand slashed down along the abdomen of the three-colored poison Jiao.

"———"

With the stabbing sound of metal rubbing, sparks shoot out.

When Zhang Xuan's body fell to the ground, the originally delicate and beautiful long sword in his hand was already worn out.

The abdomen of the three-colored poisonous Jiao was also protected by scales, but it was also scratched by this sword with a faint sword mark several meters long.

Although it didn't completely break through the scale defense of the three-colored poison Jiao, a trace of blood faintly oozed from the long sword marks.

Zhang Xuanji looked at the long sword in his hand that had been worn out, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked to reveal a smile.

Everything was as I had expected, and I succeeded in killing this three-color poisonous Jiao.

Although this sword is also mortal iron, it is a good sword like Niu Ersuo.

If you change to an ordinary sword, I am afraid that the previous point on the head of the three-colored poisonous Jiao or the first poisonous fangs should have collapsed.

This sword has been able to sustain it until now, but it is very good, and it can be regarded as having completed its mission.

Before the start of this battle, Zhang Xuanji was only eighty percent sure of the victory against this three-color poisonous Jiao alone, and at this moment he was full of confidence and ten percent sure.

Zhang Xuanji has now recovered all his memories, and the battles he has experienced are thousands of times more dangerous than facing the three-color poison Jiao, so he has always had a way to deal with the three-color poison Jiao, but he is just unwilling to take risks, even if the danger is only one in ten thousand.

After all, in the struggle between life and death, any unexpected situation can happen.

Without full certainty, or as a last resort, Zhang Xuanji will not make a move easily.

Under the pain of the three-color poisonous Jiao this time, the huge body began to writhe and twitch wildly.

Its huge snake tail swept hard at the surrounding houses, directly sweeping them down or knocking them down.

Zhang Xuanji stood quietly aside, looking at the struggling three-color poisonous Jiao, and his eyes were not shocked.

After the three-color poisonous Jiao struggled, he raised his head high and stared at Zhang Xuanji, and the snake's eyes were full of ferocity.

Zhang Xuanji stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the three-color poisonous Jiao and said lightly: "I don't think it's easy for you to practice, if you leave here, I can let you go!"

The three-colored poison Jiao let out a terrifying hissing sound, and if anyone else heard it, they would shudder.

Zhang Xuanji seemed to understand the words of the three-color poisonous Jiao, and said lightly: "The green water is born from the conception of Muli, although you discovered it first, but it has helped you cultivate for more than 30 years to achieve spiritual wisdom, and it can be regarded as repaying your guardianship for so many years!"

"Green Water Mu was born near the fishing village, it is destined in the dark, and its ultimate mission is to help Yaya treat the injuries on her face!"

"You are a spirit animal, the first glimpse of the Tao, you must know that everything in this world, regardless of life and death, has a fixed number, all of which are due to the Tao!"

Long live the Sword Emperor