Qian'er seemed to know that this would happen to the Dao, and at that moment, holding the handle of the crimson ambergris knife with one hand, and wrapping his hand with spiritual power with the other, an ape jumped and went directly to the back of the big man.

Without hesitation, Qian'er smashed down with a fist, hitting the head of the six-toed chetabacter. 'Knock knock!' As if smashing on an iron plate, Qian'er felt a tingling sensation in his hands, and he didn't care about crying out in pain, so he leaned over and avoided the whistling sound overhead. When I looked up, it turned out to be another large pincer of this six-toed chelicera. But the Qian'er Zhidao, who is well versed in catching crabs, knows that the back of this thing is its weakness, when I was a child catching river crabs by the stream, I pinched its back shell, no matter how powerful its big pincers were, it couldn't touch you!

Sure enough, the six-toed chelamander desperately waved its two big pincers, but it still had nothing to do with Qian'er leaning over it. After trying this several times, it roared and vented on the Crimson Ambergris Knife of Thousand Rings. I saw it stretch out two big claw pliers, 'clicking' to clip Qian'er's crimson ambergris knife.

Qian'er exclaimed, wanting to help, this is his only weapon, the weapon is connected to the mind, if the crimson ambergris knife is damaged, his mind will inevitably be implicated. But before Qian'er could move, the extremely fast six-toed cantharid screamed and caught it!

'Squeak, click!' A burst of calcium carbide sparks, Qian'er felt a pain in his heart, and thought to himself, although this red ambergris knife is powerful, but this six-toed cantharid is not an ordinary thing, I don't know if the Dao can hold on. After a blink of an eye, the six-toed chelica stopped.

Qian'er was pleased, because he didn't feel the touch of his heart, which meant that the crimson ambergris knife was fine, and he hurriedly avoided the big pincers of the six-toed chelica and looked over. Sure enough, the crimson ambergris glimmered and intact in one of its large pincers.

Well! Qian'er was happy in his heart, and the spiritual power in his hand reappeared, and the huge spiritual power fist violently smashed the back of the six-toed chetabli's head! Once! Boom! Come again! Boom! Boom! Qian'er kept holding the long bristles of the six-toed chelica with one hand, and the spiritual light of the other hand kept emerging, and punched at the six-toed chetabacter.

Even if the hind shell of the six-toed chelicaria is so hard, it can't withstand the hard smashing of Qian'er, and after a while, it can't stand it anymore, and crawls all over the ground screaming. Qian Er didn't stop his hand, and said while smashing: "Quickly put down Lao Tzu's red ambergris knife!"

The big man didn't seem to understand, and he was in pain, and in a panic, as soon as the big pincers were loosened, the crimson ambergris knife of Qian'er automatically flew back to him. Qian'er couldn't stand it anymore, and his right hand was completely unconscious, so you can imagine how hard the back shell of this thing is.

Qian'er jumped away from the back of the big guy, panting far away, thinking that this big guy should be able to escape honestly!

People often think about the good side, but the result is often the opposite. Qian'er, who hadn't recovered yet, looked up and couldn't help but scold her mother in her heart. The big man, with red eyes, actually rushed straight at him. What's even worse is that it no longer follows the crab's sideways walking, but runs face to face!

Qian'er quickly gasped twice and shouted loudly: "Good fellow, you have become a sperm! You can even give up your principle as a big crab! Give up your crab nature to walk sideways! You do this......

Before the words were finished, the six-toed chetabha had already come in front of Qianer, who stopped talking, used his spiritual power, and waved his knife. Suddenly, Qian'er saw something incredible, the six-toed chelica tongs that were originally as black as fine iron, but at this moment, they seemed to be burned red, revealing a fire color.

No! Qian'er was suddenly startled in her heart and hurriedly jumped away. He said with palpitations: "Your mother! Demon power! Sure enough, you have become a sperm! Since you can use demon power, why did you use brute force to tease me in the first place? Do you look down on me?"

Qian Er thought about it, his heart became nameless, and he shouted: "Let's see how capable you are, the first form of "Sword Technique" - sweeping thousands of armies!"

One black and one red, two sword lights, interspersed and flew out, walking close to the ground, and the broken weapons of the remnants exposed outside were damaged, and they were cut off by the two sword lights that swept by. There was a whistling sound, and two arcs of light, one black and one red, rushed towards the six-toed chetabha like a bent bow.

Qian'er didn't expect that the "Sword Technique" move at this moment would be so powerful, thinking about it, it was also because of the improvement of his own cultivation, the magic trick relied on the cultivation level of the person who cast the spell, and showed a different amount of strength and form. In the blink of an eye, the sweeping army approached the six-toed chelica. At this moment, the six-toed chetabacter, his eyes are red, but he looks extremely calm, it seems that he has suffered a loss just now, and he is extremely cautious at this moment. I saw it waving two claw pincers attached to the demonic power, and when it saw the right time, it made a strange 'crunch' and 'collapse' twice, accurately clamping Qian'er's two sword lights.

'Bang!' The two sky-swallowing flames exploded in an instant. The six-toed chelamander is afraid that it is more than lucky, and such a strong explosion at close range should hurt it!

When the smoke cleared, Qian'er saw that the six-toed chelica had nothing to do, and the two chelated pliers were emitting some smoke, and it waved it, and in an instant, a red light separated from its chelated pliers, and flew towards Qian'er on the ground!

Qian Er was taken aback, he naturally saw that the blow of the six-toed chelate was imitating his own moves, and he saw that the 'sweeping thousand armies' issued by this demonic power was about to fly over. Qian'er's heart was arrogant, and like the six-toed chetabi before, the horizontal knife blocked it.

The arc light of the convergence of demonic power, in the shape of a crescent moon, has been materialized, and it is more powerful and domineering than the thousands of troops swept away. Qian'er gritted his teeth, and the spiritual power in his hand kept adding to the crimson ambergris knife, but his feet were still forced to push back a few steps by the huge impact force, drawing deep mud marks.

On top of Qian'er's crimson ambergris knife, the spiritual light kept emerging, lingering on the arc light of this demonic crescent moon, but there was still no way to bounce it away. This flickering demonic power feels cold, ruthless, and extremely domineering at the moment!

After snorting for a few more breaths, Qian'er felt that the arc of his spiritual power and demonic power had collided to the extreme, and it might explode at any time. Just thinking about it, the red demonic power and his spiritual power had changed color, and they expanded violently, and the next moment, an explosion ten times stronger than just now broke out instantly!

A series of explosions, a series of fires, directly blew Qian Er away, rushing into the hill of magic swords behind him, and his remaining strength was not exhausted. The red explosion chased after it, rushing into the pile of swords, and the next moment, countless swords scattered countless brilliance through countless sharp swords under the magic sword hill, shooting straight into the sky.

There was another violent explosion, which directly flattened the sword mountain. Ten thousand flying swords flew in all directions like fireworks in mid-air. The accumulation of nearly hundreds of years turned into a rain of swords in this instant, scattered all over the place. 'Ding Ding Ding Ding, Ding!' the sword rain fell one after another. Straight on the ground, it's not spectacular!

And at this moment, the center of the explosion is still filled with smoke, thinking that the sword mountain, accumulated for more than a hundred years, naturally hides dirt and dirt, and there is a lot of dust, and the smoke quickly spreads, within a radius of 100 zhang, you can't see your five fingers!

The rumbling explosion gradually subsided, but the sound of a 'whirring' rapid breath did not abate. It's Qian'er, he was gasping at the moment, and it seemed that he was not lightly injured. The six-toed chelamander on the opposite side crunched strangely, and then, from its sieve-like face, a few wisps of gray demonic power flew out, condensed into the wind, violently blowing the diffuse smoke and dust.

"Quack" The six-toed chelicaria shook its body, and the two clawed pliers swayed up and down, pointing at Qian'er in the distance, as if in celebration.

At a glance, the upper body of Qian'er, who was exposed to smoke, was already mottled, the purple robe was torn, and the smoke from his lower body was gradually blown away, his right hand hung weakly, and the red ambergris knife was quietly inserted into the ground.

As Qian'er's entire body revealed smoke and dust, the six-toed cantharid's laughter became even more maniac, but suddenly, its body suddenly stiffened. looked at Qian'er motionlessly, as if his life had been taken away.

In the distance, Qian'er spat out a mouthful of blood, and naturally he knew that the six-toed chelamer had been laughing at himself! He raised his left hand high and shouted loudly: "Laugh! Don't you like to see Lao Tzu's embarrassment? Why don't you laugh!"

The six-toed chetabi here, with red eyes, looked at Qian'er's left hand, staring, trembling all over, and biting his teeth 'creaking', as if his lifeline was held by Qian'er.

Qianer continued: "I blew up Lao Tzu so badly, do you know that I will be left with this clean clothes, see that I don't ruin your life!" As he spoke, Qianer put down his left hand, and we saw clearly that he was holding an ancient sword in his hand! This is not an ordinary ancient sword, I saw that it was more than three feet long, with a peculiar style, floating light, and bright as new.

The six-toed chelamander howled, and actually flew up, rushing directly towards Qian'er. It seems that this ancient sword, hidden under the Sword Mountain, is extremely important to it. No wonder it saw that when Qian'er held the ancient sword, it fluctuated so much.

Qian Er saw that this six-toed chelamer could already fly in the sky, and knew that the cultivation of this big man was not low, and he was playing with himself from the beginning. Only at this moment did he discover the ancient sword under this sword mountain, and this beast launched a ruthless attack and showed his true strength!

Indeed, the six-toed chelica in mid-air was dancing with its teeth and claws open, holding high the claw-like claws, waving and smashing at Qian'er.

Qian'er was frightened, but he was not flustered, his right hand had not yet regained consciousness at the moment, the blow just now had too much damage to him, fortunately, his body had been replaced now, otherwise, if he was an ordinary person who cultivated in the god stage, he would have been blown into pulp in the explosion just now!

Seeing that the angry six-toed chetabha was getting closer and closer, and his right hand was still numb, Qian'er shouted at the ancient sword in his left hand: "Fuck it! Stop this beast for me, or you and I will become its playthings!"