Chapter 61 Is it dead?

"Now, I will make you die faster." The male concuous man stared at the swordsman, and his palms trembled violently. The bones of the male concuous man crackled, and the joints were like setting off firecrackers.

The sound of cracking like a pea came to the swordsman's ears. The swordsman's already pale face seemed like a layer of white frost. The swordsman's heart had already thought of which kung fu to be used for the public defeat in front of them.

This kind of martial arts is recorded in the long-lost "Prajna Snake Statue" family classics in the world, which can make the whole body's true qi condense into a giant snake to attack the warrior. The words of the public loss in the next time confirmed the swordsman's conjecture.

"Nephew, you are so lucky that you forced me to use this long-lost martial arts." The loser laughed like ** after saying that. A trace of viciousness is now in the smile.

The theory that it will explode if you continue to meet with water and fire doesn't seem to work, but what else can you do to deal with the demon in front of you? Thinking of this, the swordsman couldn't help but complain that they would not choose. At the peak of the ninth floor of Shuntian Realm, this kind of half foot stepped into the tenth floor of Shuntian Realm was indeed not an ordinary difficulty to deal with.

Just as the sword clan was thinking about countermeasures, the statue of the Prajna snake of the public defeat has taken shape, the tail of the blue python attached to the arm of the public defeat superior, and the sound of the broad beans being blown apart still continues.

The huge green python stood upright in front of the sword clan, and the snake body as thick as legs almost filled the underground pavilion. The snake hissed, and the two snake teeth on the upper jaw were not much different from ivory. The green and disgusting snake liquid dripped from the snake's mouth, and it was estimated that the snake was drooling.

Looking at the snake liquid on the ground, the swordsman felt really disgusted, but now does not seem to be the time to be disgusting. The python in front of him still needs to deal with it by himself. The swordsman dare not be careless.

As soon as the snake letter spit out, it opened its huge snake mouth and bit the sword clan. The snake-like smell came to the nose. The sword clan suddenly felt dizzy. There was a blur in front of the sword clan immediately knew that it was not good. Regardless of the target, its hands completely relied on the snake's mouth, which made people feel a little lucky when the sword clan supported their hands. The upper and lower jaws of the python.

This cyan python is not like what is condensed by true qi at all, but comparable to an entity. Looking at the sword clan's face like a pig liver, the man who lost the man tightened his hands and twisted his hands. At the same time, a sadistic smile appeared on his face: "Soege sword clan, you can accept your fate. This python is a ninth-order warcraft that I only refined by traveling in the mountains 20 years ago."

"Magic Wolf Python." The swordsman gritted their teeth and said bitterly supporting their arms.

"I didn't expect that my nephew was really knowledgeable, but it seems that my nephew is destined to die in the hands of this demon wolf python." After the public loser said that the double manual became more violent.

Feeling the shrinking force in their hands, the swordsman can't mention much true spirit at this time, and Dantian is even more empty. I heard that the snake hit seven inches, and now it is estimated that seven inches have not been hit, and I will be swallowed by the snake. Sure enough, as expected by the swordsman, with the support of not much true spirit, the space that the swordsman's arms can support is still getting smaller and smaller.

A fishy smell came to the nose again, making the swordsman shaky. Could it be killed in this underground cabinet this time? In six years, the swordsman felt embarrassed for the first time.

The cyan python is indeed worthy of being a ninth-order warcraft. Even if the sword clan uses ice and real gas on its arms and constantly freezes the snake beak of the magic wolf python, the big mouth of the green python is still shrinking, and it seems that it is not afraid of the ice.

The sword clan's face is pale. At this time, it is obvious that it has reached the end of Dantian's true exhaustion. After all, there was a fight on Diefeng Mountain, and the underground pavilion has also been fought for so long. The sword clan is not a god. At this time, it has reached the point of running out of oil. But I was unwilling. The sword clan bit its teeth tightly and transformed its remaining internal force. Under the operation of the fire meridians, a burning feeling tore the sword clan's body.

The only remaining flame came out of the family's arms, the squeaky sound came from the snake's mouth, and the snake letter retreated from the head of the sword clan. The feeling of the swordsman's numb arms disappeared in a short period of time. The swordsman took a breath, set his body slightly, stepped back a few steps, and looked firmly at the wolf python in front of him.

The magic wolf python shook the snake's head vigorously and rushed to the sword clan like lightning. The copper bell-like snake pupil seemed to reveal the majesty of the snake king. At this time, the sword clan could not afford half a silk of strength. Looking at the huge snake head running straight towards him, the sword clan even lacked the strength to dodge. The huge snake python The mouth spit in the sword clan and the sword.

"Ky, you are still young." The loser laughed, and the sound of the bones in his arms suddenly became much lower. The wolf python is also gradually becoming illusory, and all of them will disappear invisibly in a short time. However, the body of the defeated man is no different from the magic wolf python just now.

However, it is said that in the coma, the sword clan actually saw that they were still in the belly of the snake, surrounded by the inner wall of the snake, and all kinds of blaspous WU accumulated around the sword clan. For the first time, the sword clan worshipped so tragically. Smell the obscurity WU in the snake's belly. At this time, even the bitter water had been spit out in the mouth of the sword clan.

When the swords spit out bitter water, there were already footsteps outside. The man who lost quickly put his hand behind him. At this time, the sound of footsteps had reached the corner. The first thing came was surprise, and then a trace of words came: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

The heart of the little deer who lost the superior also stood up. Fortunately, he was his apprentice. If it were the helper of the sword clan, he would not have been four thousand times. The male loser coughed calmly: "It's okay, bitch 13 Why did you come down?"

"If you go back to the doorkeeper, it's almost dawn, and the gangs in the general cabinet are waiting for you to lead the way." Although the cheap 13 at the corner doubted the situation in front of him, he did not say anything.

The loser waved his hand: "Go ahead, I'll come back later."

"Yes, master." After saying respectfully, the man turned around and walked out. Just as the 13 turned around, a white shadow floated out of the small hole. A thin claw tightly held the head of a bitch 13.

Bian 13 is not unfamiliar with this thin hand. There was a panic on his face and a cold sweat on his forehead: "Master, are you,,,,,,?" Before the 13 finished speaking, the voice disappeared into the aisle.

The male loser pinched the head in his hand and twisted it fiercely. With a fluffy sound, the head of cheap 13 was crushed into powder like crushed broad beans.

Ren Yan's body fell to the ground and said with regret: "If you don't come down, you may still be living well now." After saying that, the superior took out the mysterious soul and chased jade from his arms: "This is a good thing. All greedy people are pursuing the power of this thing, but the power of this thing is destined to be absorbed by me. I came to the situation against the sky." The loser talked and laughed.

"Really?" A low roar came from the arm of the defeated man. The public loser brushed, and his face was blue, and the fire of anger enveloped the face of the loser. The loser held his right arm with his left hand and said fiercely, "You're not dead."

The sarcastic voice of the sword clan came from his arm: "Dream." After saying that, the swordsman pulled out the ice blade in his hand. The white true air condensed on the ice blade. The swordsman whispered softly in his heart: "Cold blade, the ice blade, this time it really depends on you."

The sword clan barely stood in the belly of the snake, and the stench of the surrounding wrung WU still made the sword clan frown. This is a huge force coming from a distance, and the whole snake's abdomen shook more violently. How did the sword clan know that the public loser outside was actually holding his right hand and shaking there all the time.

The swordsman stepped on the flesh of the snake's belly, and for a while, the swordsman also fell down. In this case, even the gecko can't grasp any strength. The sword clan stabilizes its steps. The cold sword blade is inserted in the wall of the snake. Anyway, it is not their own meat, and it is not their own pain.

How could the loser outside know the countermeasures of the swordsman? He grabbed the right hand wall with his left hand and fell to the ground and twitch hard. Looking at that, it is estimated that it is nothing more than a capital punishment.

The sword clan in the belly of the snake also fell to the ground. This was a more smelly ** from a distance. The meat wall rushed over. The sword clan was stunned. Yes, the sword clan rubbed its eyes to make sure that it was beautiful and sour. Because the follower Green** has a strong sour smell.

The swordsman was stunned and couldn't control so much embarrassment. With the cold blade in his hand, he stepped directly into the meat with his feet and shouted softly in his heart: "The cold blade is cut." After drinking, the swordsman muttered in his heart, brother, it's up to you. If you can't do it, I guess you will have to be buried in the belly of a snake in your life.

The true air of the ice attribute swept out of the blade, and the white true air attached around the blade and kept rotating at high speed. At this time, the arm of the male loser outside did have a layer of white frost. In the snake's belly, the sword clan injected a little true qi that had just recovered into the ice blade.

The more and more the frost on the blade gathers and turns faster. The whole ice blade, like the center of a storm, the sword clan firmly holds the ice blade and slowly raises it over its head. There is a burst of meditation in his heart. Whether you can go out or not, it really depends on you.

"Illness." The sword clan shouted, and the cold sword blade cut out from the upper arm of the snake's abdomen at a fast speed. A huge opening appeared on the right arm of the male defeated superior. The cold blade quickly expanded, and the body comparable to the giant statue of the male defeated superior was surrounded by white true qi in an instant.

With a "peng" public defeat, his body was smashed, and all kinds of body parts were scattered on the ground. The swordsman faintly saw the cold ice and true air, scratched a white mark in the air and directly hit an object, making a sharp sound

However, before the swordsman could pay attention, they saw many purple crystals shot out like scattered bomb fragments, hidden in the yellow earth wall.