Chapter 1817 Battle the Flame Python Demon King (2)
Chen Xuan struggled to get up, his face even colder and arrogant, and the pupils of his eyes were as murderous as hiding a bloodthirsty beast.
After taking off his white shirt, his bronze skin was still surrounded by green smoke, and the scars on it were engraved with his struggle for fate in the blue mountains.
Chen Xuan's eyes were full of blood. At this time, the eyes he looked at the Flame Python Demon King became a little mocking. It seemed to be saying, you still haven't killed me. Since you haven't killed me, then just wait to die.
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"Bold man, you are really looking for death!" The eyes of the Flame Python Demon King no longer have the previous joking expression. This person actually blocked his own flame tail? It is considered extraordinary, but he also needs to be vigilant. He must
Cut the knot with a sharp knife and kill him, but don't let this kid grow up, otherwise I really don't know what the result will be.
The bloody mouth of the Flame Python Demon King suddenly opened, and the bloody smell in the mouth seemed to be able to block Chen Xuan's nasal cavity. But Chen Xuan's eyes were still so determined, like a rock that had not changed at all.
Suddenly a huge flaming fireball spit out from the mouth of the Python Demon King. The fireball roared towards Chen Xuan like the scorching sun above the void. In an instant, the cave suddenly collapsed. The thousand-year-old cave seemed to belong to a child.
Toys usually break apart outward.
Boom! The earth and rocks seemed to be swept up by a heat wave and cracked from top to bottom. Suddenly, the fireball turned into a hundred and eighty small fireballs and chased Chen Xuan.
The earth and rocks that were swept away by the heat wave seemed to be alive at this time, and they were forced towards Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan's face tightened and his pupils shrank sharply. What should he do? Did he really die here?
This strength is far beyond what he can resist! The Qingwu on Chen Xuan's left palm still wanted to fight a trapped beast, but the heat wave quickly destroyed the earth fire ignited by Chen Xuan's fire palm.
Chen Xuan's eyes darkened, and he cried out in his heart that it was terrible!
boom
A white light suddenly appeared in front of Chen Xuan's eyes, as if there was a shadow of a white-clothed swordsman blocking Chen Xuan's face. With a sudden sword blow, it was like a giant white dragon roaring towards the earth and rocks.
Boom! The earth and rocks swarmed towards the phantom of the white-robed swordsman like wasps. So powerful! Chen Xuan had been knocked to the ground by this powerful momentum, and only the phantom of the white-robed swordsman was left between his eyes.
There is also the huge evil beast, the Flame Python Demon King.
Suddenly, those flaming fireballs seemed to have turned into food for the white stegosaurus, turning into lukewarm sparks like food residue under his bloody mouth, scattering into the air.
"What a powerful phantom!" The Flame Python Demon King was a little timid. Who is that human being? How could this phantom body be so powerful?
"You evil beast! You didn't even look at who it was that disturbed you! Why don't you just catch him without hesitation?"
The phantom voice of the white-clothed swordsman was as solemn and solemn as the morning bells in a thousand-year-old temple, but the sound was like the roar of a lion. The momentum and power made Chen Xuan even tremble with fear.
What a powerful force. Who is this phantom? No! What on earth is it?
"Hmph! It's just a phantom. How can a powerful man at the peak of Taoist masters have such a powerful secret weapon? No matter what kind of monster you are, you must die for me!"
The Flame Python Demon King could not figure out the strength of the white-clothed swordsman at this time, but at this time he had to cut through the mess quickly and kill Chen Xuan. Otherwise, the night would be long and full of dreams!
Suddenly, another huge flaming fireball hit Chen Xuanfei. At this time, Chen Xuan felt pain all over his body as if his marrow had been ripped out even if he moved. Even when he was breathing and gasping, he felt like he was in pain. He couldn't stand up at all.
If these fireballs hit me, I will definitely die.
"Seeking death!" The swordsman in white shouted with cold eyes and a cold face towards the Flame Python Demon King.
At the same time, his figure was as flexible as a swimming fish. The long sword was just a little bit in the void. The hundreds of fireballs from the Flame Python Demon King all hit the swordsman in white. The swordsman in white didn't even raise his eyelids.
The long sword in his hand was as casual as a mandarin duck playing in the water.
The sword intent in the long sword surged like the surging water of the Yangtze River. The cold sword intent was like a sky-shattering blade. A cold light flashed through, and suddenly all the fireballs appeared in the void.
Turned into ashes.
Chen Xuan's eyes widened and he rubbed his eyelids several times until he almost wiped them off before he was sure that this was not a dream. This was something hidden in his body. If this thing wanted to harm him, he would definitely be helpless.
Those who resisted were killed.
Ziyi's eyes also turned green. This strength is too abnormal. He destroyed the flame ball of the Flame Python Demon King with one move. What kind of strength is that? I'm afraid it is almost the same as his father? His father is the pinnacle of the Taoist Master.
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Humph! The swordsman in white snorted coldly, then turned sideways and jumped up. The long sword pointed straight at the end of the world like a dragon emerging from the abyss, and drove towards the head of the Flame Python Demon King.
"Since you want to die, you evil beast, I will grant it to you!" Xuying's seemingly erratic eyes suddenly became sharp, with murderous intent in his eyes and the cold light of his long sword radiating, and his face looked like that of a god of death.
The lifeless aura is powerful, as terrifying as an ancient behemoth.
"Woo!" The Flame Python Demon King seemed to feel that the phantom of the white-clothed swordsman was not as simple as he thought. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and before he could even open his mouth to beg for mercy, he was slapped by the white-clothed swordsman.
The sword pierced the head as big as the sun and the moon.
Poof! Blood splattered everywhere, staining the earth with the smell of blood. The huge head smashed into the earth like a meteorite, creating a huge crater dozens of feet high.
And the figure exploded at this moment, and the swordsman in white completely restrained his momentum after the sword, and he looked like an ordinary old uncle.
No, this smell feels familiar to me! Chen Xuan sighed inwardly, could it be that
The flesh and blood of the Flame Python Demon King was now turned into a pile of brown rotten flesh, and a putrid smell spread across the world, and then the rotten flesh fell down like snow.
The swordsman in white didn't even frown at this time. Chen Xuan struggled to get up. But every time he moved, he felt heartbreaking pain. The swordsman in white glanced at Chen Xuan and raised his tail.
The hand holding the sword.
A ray of white light floated into the sky above Chen Xuan's head like a loose cloud in the sky, and then illuminated a beam of white light. It was so warm! Even Chen Xuan's mind felt an unreasonable relaxation. Then his body
It was as comfortable as soaking in a spiritual medicinal spring, and I felt that the wounds all over my body were healing at a rapid speed.
When Chen Xuan opened his eyes again, Ziyi disappeared, as if he had been sleeping for a long time. When he opened his eyes, he saw the ice-like face of the swordsman in white staring at him.
Then he looked around and saw a room shrouded in white mist. Needless to say, this must be the space created by the swordsman in white. According to rumors, only a master who has reached the Great Dao can pull out the consciousness of a person who is weaker than himself to open up a space.
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This white-clothed swordsman is definitely as powerful as a Taoist master, maybe even above it.
Chen Xuan thought to himself.
However, this man probably didn't mean to harm him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to survive until now. But this man should have some plans for him, let's see what his purpose is first.
Chen Xuan looked normal and thought secretly.
"Not bad! The Wind Blade Formation and Stone Formation that can avoid the big demon in the Demonic Core Realm can still survive two rounds under the true form of the Flame Python Demon King! It's really not bad!" The white-clothed swordsman spat out these two sentences expressionlessly.
His words, voice, and face had no warmth at all.
Chen Xuan felt nervous. Is he praising himself or mocking himself?
"Senior, me"
Just as Chen Xuan was about to speak, he was interrupted by the swordsman in white, and then the cold and ruthless voice of the swordsman in white sounded in Chen Xuan's ears again.
"Don't speak yet! Listen to what I have to say, and there is no need for you to speak!"
How domineering! Chen Xuan secretly cursed.
The swordsman in white curled his lips slightly and continued.
"Your qualifications have passed my test, and you have also passed the test of the other nine law enforcement elders except for my accident. So"
The swordsman in white hesitated a little when he said this and did not continue. Chen Xuan was not able to interrupt and did not dare to continue asking.
"So you don't need to know. To be precise, your qualifications are not enough to know. Although I and the nine law enforcement elders recognize you as the only successor to the throne.
Man, that is, our young master."
Although the white-clothed swordsman's words suggested a master-servant relationship with Chen Xuan, his tone was not polite at all, as cold as if it could freeze Chen Xuan's heart into ice.
Does this really mean that he regards himself as the young master instead of his grandson? Chen Xuan felt even more indignant.
But the expression of the swordsman in white did not change at all because of Chen Xuan's thoughts.
"Your earthly relationship has not ended, and you will never be able to become our Lord. Our world is not what you can imagine now. Although you are considered by the Presbyterian Council to be the only young Lord, it will still be in vain if you are not qualified."
The words of the white-clothed swordsman struck Chen Xuan's eardrums word by word with arrogance, and even struck Chen Xuan's heart. This made Chen Xuan feel annoyed and wanted to beat this bastard up.
, even though he is his savior, he can’t beat him
That cold and arrogant aura made Chen Xuan, who had just been brought into a warm medicine spring by white light, feel his hands and feet feel cold. This guy's strength was really extraordinary.
"Young Master, since you are the Young Master elected by the Presbyterian Council, I will respectfully call you Young Master. But Young Master, please remember that before we are separated from each other, these two titles are just one title and do not mean anything.
besides"
Chen Xuan was getting more and more annoyed by the swordsman in white, and his face became more and more unhappy. Although the swordsman in white called him his lifelong young master, he regarded himself as his grandson! No! He was taught like a great grandson.
But Chen Xuan didn't dare to have a fight with him, otherwise he would die. He could only remain silent and sullen. Who is so powerful?
"If you encounter trouble in this world, you won't always be so lucky that someone will come to save you. Hum! Before you encounter trouble, we will predict your situation in advance and vote by the people of the Presbyterian Church.
Decide whether I should save you or not. If not, you deserve to die!"
"You will be considered lucky if I have to save you! Just be happy this time! If it weren't for the elders of the Presbyterian Church who saw that you, the young master, still have some potential!"
After the swordsman in white said these words in a cold voice, his expression became even more chilly. His sharp eyes like an eagle looked at Chen Xuan without any scruples.