Chapter 302 Not an ant

Looking at the bright Kusanagi sword in Feng Xiaotian's hand, the nine monsters were depressed. His sword was threatened by others. It was really self-made! But the current situation is really helpless! He had to say softly, "Kid, it's really not the ancestor. I want to plan you. I really want to tell you, but before I can say it, you have picked up the sword of the grass. Besides, you are extremely strong, and you are the dragon and phoenix among people. The ancestors expected that you will definitely not be devoured by this sword of the grass!" In order to let Feng Xiaotian leave, these nine monsters have begun to flatter Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Xiaotian was shocked. How could he accept the unlevel flattery of nine monsters? It was really thrilling just now. As soon as he started the sword of the grass, it turned out to be a bloodthirsty breath that rushed straight to his heart, as if he wanted to disperse his mind. Fortunately, although the truth in his body was greatly damaged, his consciousness It is very solid, especially when Lujia Village is obligated to treat the poor people. It not only exercises the divine consciousness very flexibly, but also becomes extremely tough, which makes the tyrannical atmosphere of the Grass Sword fierce, but it is the reason why it does not disperse the little divine consciousness.

But even so, the rampaging tyrannical breath in Feng Xiaotian's body still confronted Feng Xiaotian's tenacious consciousness. Just when Feng Xiaotian's knowledge was in danger, Feng Xiaotian suddenly remembered a childish voice at the bottom of his heart: "Huh? Little master, what's going on? How can there be such a bloodthirsty breath? It turned out that the tower spirit of the Sakyamuni Pagoda, which had been sleeping for a long time, was awakened by the smell of the sword of the grass.

Feng Xiaotian was overjoyed when he heard the words. He thought to himself that the Taling woke up in time. He quickly told Taling about the current situation with his consciousness. Hearing that Tarin breathed cold air for a while. Fortunately, the communication of consciousness was much faster than that of language communication, and Taling soon completely received from Feng Xiaotian. Information, but for the outside world, it is only a few moments.

After listening to Feng Xiaotian's narration, Taring smiled gently and said, "Hey, this problem is easy to deal with. The master doesn't need to worry. Look at me!"

As soon as Ta Ling's childish voice fell, Feng Xiaotian felt that the meridians in his body were suddenly injected with a cool breath. The tyrannical breath forced into by the sword of the grass was quickly forced back into the body of the sword of the grass, and the sword of the grass became much more obedient and could be initially controlled.

Just when Feng Xiaotian was overjoyed, the voice of Sakyamita Towering sounded from the bottom of his heart: "Master, I feel that this sword seems to be very unusual. You must pay more attention to it. Now it's all right for the time being. Master can borrow part of its power, and I will study it in detail when I wake up next time."

"Next time you wake up, will you still fall asleep?" Feng Xiaotian asked in shock when he heard the words.

Taling replied aggrievedly, "I haven't fully recovered. Part of the power I just recovered has been consumed again, and I still need to continue to sleep. Master, deal with the nine monsters by yourself. I'll rest first!"

Feng Xiaotian was very anxious when he heard the words. He quickly continued to summon Ta Ling with his divine consciousness, but he could no longer get a response. Only then did he realize that Ta Ling really continued to sleep. Only then did he take the sword of Kusana to cut down nine monsters just now.

"Old monster, don't talk nonsense again. I will never believe you again!" You can't calculate the young master. This time it's my turn to take your life!" The more Feng Xiaotian thought about it, the more he became afraid. If Ta Ling hadn't woke up in time, he would have become a machine that only knew how to kill at this moment. Feng Xiaotian thought, and his heart could no longer hold back his anger. He held his sword and was about to split towards the nine monsters. The nine monsters plotting his behavior also provided a good loan for his actions. Mouth.

At this critical moment, the nine monsters shouted urgently, "Kid, oh no, Xiaoxia, stop, ancestor, ah, no, I have something else to say!" The nine monsters are anxious. They can't understand the sharpness of the Kusanagi sword. Even if they have rough skin and thick meat and strong defense, they can't help cutting the Kusanagi sword. It's better to compromise quickly.

Feng Xiaotian stopped his steps when he heard the words and asked coldly, "What else do you old monster have to say? After that, I'll take you on the road!" He has made up his mind secretly. No matter what the old monster says, he will cut it under the sword!

"Xiaoxia, I know that my means are not bright, and I already know that I am wrong. I hope Xiaoxia's sword will show mercy. This Kusanagi sword has not hurt Xiaoxia. Why don't Xiaoxia go with the sword? How about you and I even?" The tone of the nine monsters became softer and softer. When life was at stake, the nine monsters didn't care about their own face.

"Huh! This Kusanagi sword was originally promised to me by you, an old monster. Don't talk about it. Master, I was just closed and walked around by you. That broken sword wanted to fool me. It's too easy, no! If you want to live, you'd better take out another treasure. If I'm satisfied with you, I will naturally let you go. Otherwise, I must take your life!" Seeing that the attitude of the nine monsters softened, Feng Xiaotian couldn't help but blackmail them again. He wanted to blackmail the nine monsters cleanly before killing them.

"This, this, Xiaoxia, all my treasures have been given to you. Where are the treasures?" The nine monsters, not to mention how aggrieved they were, said aggrievedly, secretly regretting why they wanted to run out of the top of the mountain? Originally, I wanted to swallow a few snacks, but I didn't expect to meet this shameless guy, as if he had to peel himself clean!

"Huh! You ten-thousand-year-old monster, who believes that you are these treasures? Take it out quickly, or I want your life!" Feng Xiaotian snorted coldly.

"Alas, well, when I went to your mainland of China to look for food, I also killed all over the world and got the magic weapon used by many practitioners. Unfortunately, it was not preserved. Therefore, except for the sword of the grass, there is really no magic weapon, but there are still a few blazing elixirs, and I simply gave them all. You, I hope you can take it and leave quickly!" The nine monsters simply opened the other seven mouths and spit out the remaining seven blazing yang elixir. This blazing elixirs is the essence of the fire attribute of the nine monsters. All of them spit out, which also greatly damaged the vitality of the nine monsters, and their expression was even more depressing.

Feng Xiaotian put away the seven blazing yang pills and said coldly at the nine monsters, "Old monster, you go to the mainland of China to look for food. Is it possible to eat the people of our people in China?"

"That's natural. My favorite thing is to suck the human brain. Does Xiaoxia still sympathize with those ants?" The nine monsters said carelessly. In its heart, the practitioners are all high-ranking immortals. How can they pay attention to the life and death of ordinary people? I didn't know that this sentence strengthened Feng Xiaotian's determination to kill it!

"Haha, when you old monster ravaged the mainland of China that day, did you ever think that there would be today?" The windy weather made me laugh.

"Xiaoxia, you have got everything you want now. You'd better leave quickly. I have nothing to give you! The old man is poisoned into the bone marrow and needs to heal his wounds quickly. The little hero will raise his hand." The nine monsters begged pitifully. At this moment, the nine monsters only feel that the toxicity of the soul elixir has penetrated deep into their bone marrow. Even if they start detoxification now, it will inevitably leave sequelae and their strength will be greatly reduced.

"Hey hey, I wanted to keep your life, but I didn't expect that you had committed a heinous crime against the people of China. Recently, I said that I should not seek justice for the innocent people of China!" The sword of Feng Xiaotiancao raised it high and said coldly.

"No, no, the little chivalrous man spares his life. Those grass-civilian people are like ants. Why should the little chivalrous be angry about it? When I was eating people in China that day, there were still many practitioners of your Shenzhou who witnessed it with their own eyes, but they did not intervene. Why did the little hero make a big fire for these ant-like mortals? As long as you let go of me today, I will definitely accept it. After he recovers from his injury, he will be re-reounded!" The nine monsters said with some understanding, but the word "retribution" of "must be repaid" has a bit of gritting teeth, but it seems to have a bit of revenge.

"Huh! They are them. The young master is the young master. In their hearts, the people are ants. In the young master's heart, the common people are brothers and sisters!" Feng Xiaotian roared fiercely. His cultivation is short, not like those old monsters that have been cultivated for countless years. In his heart, these innocent and kind people, like his grandfather Feng Laoer, are respectable and admirable people. It is they who have created this prosperous China. They are the truth of this beautiful land of China. Dominate!

"Since Xiaoxia thinks so, I will apologize to those people in China. I only hope that Xiaoxia can show mercy with my sword. I will definitely change my mind in the future and stop eating people!" The nine monsters seemed to say sincerely that in order to escape their lives under the Feng Xiaotian Sword, the nine monsters have completely put down their airs at this moment, without the dignity of a ten-thousand-year-old monster!

"Hmm! The heinous crimes committed by you old monster are not enough to be punished. If you want to live, you'd better hurry up!" Naturally, Feng Xiaotian will not forgive it. He holds the sword of the grass and wants to move forward again.

"Little Man! The little hero, spare my life, I still have something to say!" The nine monsters looked at the white sword body and was about to split in front of them. They wanted to shrink back, but the soul elixir was poisoned into the bone marrow and could not move at all. They hurriedly shouted desperately.

"Old monster, what else do you have to say? Come on, there will be no time in a moment!" Feng Xiaotian stopped waving his sword and asked coldly!