Chapter 254 Fighting the Snake Demon

"Haha, a little snake demon dares to speak out in front of the young master. The young master advises you that it is not easy to practice for a thousand years, or retreat quickly to avoid death!" How could Feng Xiaotian pay attention to a snake demon in the early stage and warned coldly.

"What a arrogant boy, look for death!" Bi Lian said furiously when he heard the words. As he spoke, he scratched with one palm and pushed forward towards Feng Xiaotian. He saw that Bi Lian's right arm automatically became thick and elongated, and the scarry palm suddenly became as big as a fan, and he grabbed Feng Xiaotian's head fiercely.

"Good luck!" Feng Xiaotian scolded gently and did not dodge. He stretched out his palm and carried 30% of his true qi to meet Bi Lian's huge palm.

"Ah?" With his palms close to each other, Bi Lian shouted miserably and took a few steps back. It was not until he sat on the ground at the door of the hall. The outstretched right arm suddenly took it back and drooped down softly. It seemed that it had been broken.

"Ah? What a profound skill this boy is!" Wujing's face changed greatly, and he was shocked. Although he saw that the other party must be extraordinary, he did not expect it to be so. Bi Lian was already in the early stage of the out-of-body, a small level higher than himself, but unexpectedly, he was defeated under the palm of his hand.

"Bi Lian Taoist friend, how are you?" Wu Jing held back her panic and asked Bi Lian. After all, the other party invited him to help the boxing, and there should be greetings.

At this moment, bean-sized sweat was dripping from Bi Lian's face. His face was twisted and his face was full of fierceness. He smelled Wujing and asked. He gritted his teeth and said viciously, "It doesn't matter. Wujing Taoist friend, step back for the time being. I must swallow this boy alive!" With that, a miserable green fog rose from Bi Lian's body, and the whole hall suddenly became extremely smelly.

"Poison?" When Feng Xiaotian heard it, he only felt a little dizzy. He was shocked and quickly turned to internal breathing. The coldness flowed all over his body, and then he drove out the discomfort just now. He also pushed Liu Tianyi away and sent it out along the window of the hall.

And Wujing and others also pushed them away early, but it was a pity that the courtiers squatting in the corner of the hall fainted one by the smell.

Soon, Bi Lian's whole body was surrounded by thick green air, and he could only faintly see his figure. Then, with a sad cry, something stretched out like lightning in the green air and rolled straight to the wind.

This thing is as soft as a rope, divided into two sharp forks, and there is a sticky and fishy ** dripping on it. The ** is also extremely poisonous, dripping on the ground, corroding the bluestone bricks on the hall to hiss.

Feng Xiaotian didn't know the situation. He didn't want to take it hard. He flashed and reached the corner of the hall. He picked up his hands and feet, like throwing a sandbag, and quickly threw those unconscious courtiers out of the hall.

And Bi Lian's rope-like thing flew into the air, but rolled up the dragon chair behind Feng Xiaotian and threw it to Feng Xiaotian. The dragon chair turned in the air and quickly flew to Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Xiaotian saw the dragon chair flying by, turned into a meteor, and flashed. The dragon chair fell heavily to the ground, smashing the bluestone bricks on the ground into pieces.

Wujing and others saw that Feng Xiaotian just fled and had no strength to fight. They all applauded Bi Lian one after another. Only the zombie-like person was still silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

When he heard the sound of applause, he was even more energetic. He danced the rope dazzlingly and vowed to strangle Feng Xiaotian to death.

Feng Xiaotian did not want to hide anymore. The purple light flashed in his hand, but the light sword finally came out of the sheath. At this time, no one noticed that the zombie-like man opened his eyes slightly after Feng Xiaotian summoned out the light sword. He sighed slightly, and then closed his eyes and did not move.

Feng Xiaotian has a light sword in his hand, and how can he avoid the "rope"? He uses a formula and is wrapped in a purple ball of light.

Bi Lian did not know the depth. He commanded the rope to continue to wrap around Feng Xiaotian's body. Unexpectedly, as soon as the "rope" touched the light ball around Feng Xiaotian's body, he heard a howl. The "rope" suddenly withdrew, and the green atmosphere around Bi Lian was also light. His body was exposed, and his hands covered his mouth and jumped in pain. Yin Hong's blood flowed down his fingers.

"Bi Lian Taoist friend, how is the injury?" Wu Jing hurried over and said with condolences.

"Wow, ah, wow!" Bi Lian let go of his hand covering his mouth and pointed to his mouth and shouted. He didn't know what he was saying, but everyone could see it clearly. Bi Lian's long forked tongue was missing. No wonder he couldn't speak clearly.

It turned out that the rope-like thing just now was melted by Bi Lian's tongue. I just met Feng Xiaotian's light sword. Although Bi Lian's tongue competed with the ordinary blade and contains poison, it has always been Bi Lian's magic weapon to defeat the enemy, but where is the opponent of the top-grade spiritual weapon with a light sword, it was naturally cut off.

"Haha, you snake demon, didn't you just chirp? What's the matter? "Have you become mute?" As soon as Feng Xiaotian saw the embrage of Bi Lian, he took the opportunity to ridicul.

"Roar!" Bi Lian was furious when he heard the words. He looked up to the sky and roared. His clothes on his body were torn open, and his whole body began to deform. A tyrannical breath came from Bi Lian's body. Even Wu Jing beside him hurriedly retreated. With his later cultivation of Yuanying, he could not withstand the strong breath that broke out of Bi Lian at this moment. .

Feng Xiaotian is familiar with the scene in front of him. After all, he once fought with the demon monk Lang Xiaotian in the ring of the Pengzhou Conference. Lang Xiaotian is the emperor of the golden-backed wolf. He once had this scene when fighting with him. At this time, the demon monk wants to return to his original form, which can add a strong combat effectiveness.

Sure enough, after a while, Bi Lian turned into a red snake with a thick bucket, about three feet long. At the gate of the hall, the triangular snake's head rose high, and a pair of eyes stared at Feng Xiaotian, radiating the light of cold hatred.

"Hey hey, it's not bad. It can also add a realm and reach the middle of the out-body!" Feng Xiaotian thought secretly, but even so, Feng Xiaotian would not take it seriously. After all, the gap between the two is too big.

Bi Lian's tail flicked the ground, and the hard bluestone bricks at the door of the hall suddenly split and debris splashed, unexpectedly smashing a deep gully.

Then, Bi Lian's whole huge snake body flew high with the help of the elasticity of the tail and rushed to Feng Xiaotian fiercely, and opened his big mouth, revealing his sharp white teeth. A black gas suddenly spewed out, with an incomparable smell, and went straight to the wind and small sky.