The snake demon screamed miserably, and the snake's tail quickly retracted like a mimosa. His body kept a certain distance from Qi Chen. On the huge head, the two eyes, which were bigger than footballs, exuded a threatening aura.

"Humanity......"

It spoke again, but its voice became deeper and deeper. Although it was talking about humans, Qi Chen understood that it was expressing the monk's meaning.

Everyone was stunned!

Master Mo, who was originally desperate, now looked more frightened than when he saw the snake demon.

He naturally knew Qi Chen. Along the way, he had not cared about this ordinary young man at all. But who would have thought that this young man was a monk, and that the blow just now actually injured the snake demon.

He thinks the world is a little crazy.

Such a young monk!

The second-generation rich man who was still alive beside him was muttering to himself, his expression extremely exciting.

"This Qi Chen...this Qi Chen..."

Xia Zhiyan stayed beside Zhang Xinyuan, surrounded by several bodyguards. She was originally ready to take the opportunity to escape, but at this time, the scene just now stunned her in place.

"Is he a monk?"

"Impossible! He is obviously an ordinary person, how could he be a monk!" Xia Zhiyan shouted in a panic.

Because when she thought about how she had ridiculed Qi Chen before, that feeling would definitely make her sink into the ground in shame and annoyance.

What's more, she has never seen such a young monk.

And only now did she understand that the reason why Qi Chen was able to move into that villa was not because of Zhang Jinzheng, the genius of the self-cultivation hall, but because of him.

But the more this happened, the more she hated it.

"This guy's intention is to see me make a fool of myself. If he had revealed his identity as a monk at that time, how could I have insulted him?"

"Moreover, he is obviously a monk, but he just watches so many people die!"

She was holding a grudge, maybe jealousy, which made her a little distorted, and her originally delicate face became a little ugly at this time.

boom!

The snake demon was enraged by the blood, and its body circled several bamboos, like a black cloud, and attacked and killed again.

Boom, boom, boom!

The ground continued to shake, swamps in the distance were affected, and a large amount of mud rose from the sky.

The bamboo leaves fell like blades, each one piercing straight into the soil.

"Get away quickly, this evil beast has used its innate magical power!" the one-eyed monk said loudly, half of his body was numb and it was difficult to move.

Qi Chen touched his chest and felt that all the blood in his body was gathering here.

He stretched out a finger again.

The continuous practice of "Forgotten Sword Art" allowed him to understand a move, the most basic one-sword move!

However, with his current strength, it is estimated that he can only use it five times, and each time, a finger will be scrapped.

Zhang Jinzheng gritted his teeth. A ruthless man like Zhang Laohu was afraid to look at him.

That huge snake rose into the sky, and then fell down like a meteorite. What an impact it was!

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"Cut!" Qi Chen waved his finger and chopped!

His aura was like ink and his fingers were like a brush. The huge snake demon seemed to have become his rice paper.

There is no sword, but Qi Chen doesn't care.

The finger fell, the spiritual energy fell, and the next moment, a faint sword light struck the huge snake head.

brush!

The bamboo leaves that were originally falling suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then with a roar, they surged into the sky like countless sparrows flapping their wings.

Immediately afterwards, the huge body of the snake demon followed.

Purple blood spread all over the place, like a strange rainbow.

"good!"

The one-eyed monk's eyes burst out with endless light. The young monk's strength exceeded his expectations.

Based on the level of spiritual energy emitted by the opponent, it should only be the second level of consecration, but the intensity of the spiritual energy has long surpassed them.

He instantly understood that this was a matter of mind and technique.

It is difficult for these casual cultivators to obtain the mental method, and it is not easy to obtain the exercise method in general.

Most casual practitioners realize their abilities by themselves and rely on time to figure them out.

Qi Chen did not hesitate, he could only unleash five moves. After five moves, if the opponent was not dead, he would be dead.

"Third cut!"

He bent his legs and jumped up violently. The blood in his body roared, his bones crackled, and his meridians were vibrating like strings.

A golden thread streaked across the sky above the bamboo forest.

The scales on the snake demon's body stood up one after another, and a large layer was scraped off in the opposite direction.

A stream of blood fell from the sky, and some of it fell into Qi Chen's eyes, stinging and burning.

"The fourth cut!"

Everyone's eyes widened. The huge body of the snake demon had not fallen from the sky for a long time.

The sword glowed sharply, and the bamboo leaves hung upside down, looking extremely magnificent because they were stained with purple blood.

"Fifth cut!"

Purple bamboo forest, snake demon and repair soil...

Zhang Jinzheng looked up sluggishly. When he was a soldier in the capital, he saw a monk. The monk had reached the realm of the master. With one punch, he broke the stone wall they usually used for training.

But that kind of shock is completely worth mentioning here.

Who is dancing in the clouds?

No!

Who slays demons in the clouds!

Boom!

As a dull sound sounded, the snake demon's body fell heavily to the ground.

Qi Chen fell not far away. Five fingers on his right hand were completely fractured, and blood flowed from the gaps between the fingers. However, the pain seemed to stimulate his potential.

He looked at the snake demon, lying there dead.

But Qi Chen didn't just go there casually.

He remembered the story of the snake and the farmer.

Although that one is a snake demon, and he is a snake slayer.

When it comes to a demon, he has to be cautious.

Sure enough, when he saw the snake demon's wound, the flesh and blood on it shrank suddenly, and the snake's head that was originally hanging on the ground lifted up.

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Got up.

Zhang Jinzheng and others looked like dead water and were in despair.

Qi Chen's eyes darkened.

"Young man, sword!"

Master Mo, who was as fast as the wind and holding a short sword, rushed over quickly.

The snake demon also rushed over at the same time.

laugh!

The sword flew away!

The blood flew!

And an arm!

Master Mo sent the slender broken sword to Qi Chen at the cost of an arm.

Maybe there will be conflicts within human beings, and maybe monks will look down on ordinary people, but in front of the demon clan, they are always united.

Qi Chen felt solemn in his heart. Holding the dagger in his left hand, he drained all the spiritual energy from his body and jumped quickly.

The broken sword cut across the outside of his leg, like a musical note, cutting through the air, picking up a few falling bamboo leaves, and then inserted the sword into the snake demon's eye.

The broken sword was like a song, buzzing under the vibration of spiritual energy.
To be continued...