When I was in Myanmar, I once saw the python swallowing beasts. Not to mention a person, even a cow can rely on the strong elasticity of the body cavity to directly incorporate it into the abdominal cavity. And this lake mud dragon can also
This beast is extremely vindictive. Previously, Zamao Xiaodao stabbed it several times, and even if it didn't break its defense, it was pursued and beaten fiercely. But this time, Yang Zhixiu stabbed it with several holes, and the juice spurted out, but it was a wound.
After reaching the foundation, he was naturally even more jealous. After an earth-shattering fight, the two finally spoke out.
With one bite, he hit the target, and then relied on his strong bite force to swallow Yang Zhixiu's upper body directly into his mouth.
This sudden change caught all of us off guard, because the battle just now was so fierce and exciting that everyone forgot about the real owner who only knew how to knock down the house, and focused on the two top leaders.
In the duel between masters, no one knew how this lake mud dragon climbed out of the rubble, how it avoided Yang Zhixiu's attention, quietly appeared behind him, and struck suddenly.
Or, did it come directly out of the ground?
At that moment, almost everyone was stunned. Only a black shadow kept paying attention to every movement on the battlefield. In the lake mud, the earth dragon was preparing to continuously contract the muscles in its intestines, causing this to hurt itself.
The guy was completely unable to move and was strangled in its belly when it suddenly appeared next to it, stabbing it with one knife and one sword, both of them inserted into the wound that Yang Zhixiu had just poked.
The Lake Mud Earth Dragon had a whole person in its mouth, and it couldn't scream after suffering pain. It could only roll over vigorously, but it failed in the end because the food in its mouth did not die, but was nailed to the nail.
On the ground, it was struggling to resist, making it unable to move.
Yang Zhixiu was competing with the lake mud dragon. One was a human, and the other was an ancient relic, a weird long insect three feet long.
Comparing the two, they are evenly matched. There is no winner or lose, they are just in a stalemate.
This Maoshan rebel is really good at magical powers, but the reason why he is able to achieve his current level of cultivation is that in addition to being a Maoshan talker for so many years and getting many conveniences, he also has the ability to hide his identity for a long time.
The method is related to the method. For example, the treasure in his hand, I heard the Yizijian mentioned, is related to the massacre of twelve members of the Wang family in Guanjiangkou. Incidents like this, I don’t know how to do it, nor do I know how hypocritical this person is on the outside.
How much blood is on the hands of this heinous guy?
The cultivation of the righteous path is extremely difficult and dangerous, and requires one step at a time. Therefore, young masters are extremely rare, and older ones are not often encountered. However, in the evil sect, young masters emerge in endlessly. The key lies in the word "bias".
Taking advantage of the sword, taking things by force, the original accumulation will always be trampled on the corpses of others, and it must be full of blood. The skills gained in this way can be said to be quick, but the way of heaven is clear, and it is always above each of our heads.
Zhao Yao, the three endings of a Gu cultivator are "solitude, poverty, and death". This may not be the case in other industries. People with evil ways will either become obsessed or die suddenly and tragically. How many people can live a peaceful life?
Putting aside these things, seeing this scene, Na Yizijian didn't even bother to take advantage of the situation. He just took out a white jade bottle from his arms, poured pills into his mouth, and his energy flowed through his body. He stood firm and still, but he held on tight.
This opportunity healed the wound. The pig butcher had a masterful demeanor, but I would not worry about being too particular at all. This was an opportunity. Even Yang Zhixiu, one of the top ten masters in the world, could not defeat Yang Zhixiu, and now this
The old guy finally showed some flaws, and I couldn't let him go. The moment he moved, he raised the ghost sword upside down, and he rushed forward.
The one who rushed out of the trail with me was Zamao, and the one who was faster than him was Lei Pun.
After all, we are friends who have experienced too many bloody storms together. Zamao Xiaodao and I didn't care about too many taboos and face, and went straight to kill Yang Zhixiu, who was bitten by the lake mud dragon. Thunder Punishment arrived first,
However, the flying sword was stopped by Huang Pengfei, a man in raincoat who had just attacked the lake mud dragon. The guy was not afraid of death. He stretched out the long sword in his hand and gritted his teeth to withstand Lei Pun's angry blow.
Even though Huang Pengfei has been refined by countless secret techniques, although his strength is much stronger than before, and he is like a real person, he is still a dead thing after all. The thunder punishment contains the thunder intention stored in the peach wood core of the nine heavens.
This kind of thunder is as strong as the sun, but it is not something that a guy like him can withstand.
Blocking the flying sword from the Zamao Trail, Huang Pengfei flew back, with black smoke billowing all over his body, but he was struck by lightning and his mind was in a state of confusion.
Looking at this situation, I was a little surprised. Sure enough, as Duoduo said before, there is great terror between life and death. Once this body dies, there is actually a big difference from body to soul. In the past, Huang Pengfei was greedy and timid.
, selfish and shallow, if he encountered such a thing, he would have run as far as he could, but at this time, he actually sacrificed his life for his old uncle, which is amazing.
But appreciation is appreciation. As my enemy, my respect is to give him real death. The greatest respect for him is to disappear into smoke. At that moment, I rushed to the side, and a small figure appeared where Huang Pengfei fell.
, a pair of lotus-like arms appeared out of thin air, and with a slight pat on his body, they flew towards my sword.
When masters fight against each other, the right time, right place, right people, and harmony reach the most exquisite level, often only one move is needed.
The ghost sword passed through Huang Pengfei's chest, and the sharp point of the sword and long knife in his hand was only one finger's length away from my throat and heart, making it difficult for him to make any further progress. Huang Pengfei's blurred face slowly lifted up.
, stared at me tightly, and managed to say a word: "Why is it you again, and I don't accept it?"
I slowly pulled out the ghost sword and said expressionlessly: "If you want to kill a person twice, who the hell am I going to ask for explanation?"
Huang Pengfei, who was angry and unwilling to give up, did not say another word. The ghost sword was like an overloaded water pump, continuously pulling the long-condensed evil spirit into the sword body, and then began to filter and optimize this power. In the end
At that moment, there was a sudden sound and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a stiff corpse falling to the ground.
I was so excited that Huang Pengfei was knocked out of his mind, because at the moment I killed Huang Pengfei, the dog next to me let out a miserable scream and fell backwards.
When I turned around to take a look with the ghost sword in hand, I found that the rat-like head of the Lake Mud Earth Dragon was torn apart, smelly green slurry was flying all over the sky, and then a black shadow suddenly rushed towards me.
The ghost sword sword flower flickered and moved towards the black shadow.
Then my eyes flashed, and I felt a palm in my chest, and I got on the plane and flew towards the sky. When I fell from the sky and rolled several times in the mud, I saw that I was swallowed
Yang Zhixiu, who was spoken of by Dilong, was covered in blood. He knelt on the ground, lifted up the body of the man in raincoat, and looked at it with a livid face.
Without the evil spirit attached to Huang Pengfei, the corpse no longer looked like him, but had a flat face without eyes, nose and mouth, like an uncarved puppet.
Yang Zhixiu stared at the corpse and murmured to himself: "Pengfei is my nephew. He has been very good since he was a child. After being bullied, he only knows how to cry, and he can't fight or curse. It's pitiful.
Xi; he is cute and has a sweet mouth, just like a piece of candy. Being with him makes people's hearts feel like honey - I have never been married and have no sons. In my heart, he is my son. When he died,
I almost went crazy. Later, I rebelled from Maoshan. The first thing I did was to find Ke Hailing, who had Pengfei’s remnant soul, and reincarnate Pengfei who had become a ghost. I hope that one day, I can bring him back to life through his corpse.
Wake up again..."
Yang Zhixiu spoke slowly, and my heart skipped a beat, thinking that his relationship with Huang Pengfei was just like that between me and Duoduo?
They all look the same, but everyone's stance is different.
As he spoke, Yang Zhixiu lightly slapped his palm, and the corpse was shattered into more than a dozen cold pieces of meat. Because it had been dead for so long, no blood spattered out. He stood up,
Looking around, he shouted sternly: "I thought I could bring him back to life, but you ruined all my hopes! Then, all of you, let him be buried with him..."
Yang Zhixiu raised his hands toward the sky. The spinning undead above his head suddenly stopped rotating. A black light curtain began to rise around the village, cutting the space into a birdcage-like shape. The rain curtain suddenly stopped, and then
The sky and the earth shook, the houses began to shake, and the ground shook as well, as if we were all in the crater of a volcano.
In the Twenty-Four Corpse Transformation Formation, without Hailing, Yang Zhixiu finally began to personally manipulate this formation, which was originally used to deal with real dragons.
The Yizijian, who had suffered internal injuries, was shaken and shouted to the left and right: "Everyone, stop him, don't let him activate all the formations, otherwise all of us will die!"
On the verge of life and death, this former pig butcher finally put aside his reputation and rushed towards Yang Zhixiu without any scruples. However, just after taking a few steps, the man suddenly appeared dozens of meters away.
The thrown stone flying sword was also moved to another place. All of us began to rush forward desperately, preparing to stop him. I saw Yang Zhixiu's face was pale, and he also rushed forward while shouting: "He also
If you can’t bear it, you’re a paper tiger, so charge!”
However, with such a passionate charge, all of us are like a sword, encountering ghosts and hitting the wall, and getting lost everywhere.
At this moment, a fat figure appeared on the cage-shaped sky, tearing a hole into the darkness. Zamao Xiaodao looked up at the sky and saw a sword light passing through the gap.