Chapter 398: Strive to kill the python

The eight-winged python has made the determination to burn the jade. With its eyes closed, with a resolute and tragic momentum, it fell straight to the cliff and valley like a meteor.

Feng Xiaotian only felt the sound of the wind in his ear. He wanted to get up and fly, but it was too late. He was taken by the eight-winged python into the deep valley, passed through the clouds in the mouth of the valley, and fell down fiercely.

Hearing the loud sound of "pop", the huge body of the eight-winged python fell fiercely to the bottom of the valley. The towering trees at the bottom of the valley were actually broken a lot by the huge body of the eight-winged python. Feng Xiaotian only felt a huge force coming from the body of the eight-winged python, and his hands holding the hilt were shaken by their hands, and finally they were never again. Unable to hold it, the whole body bounced up from the python and fell heavily on the grass beside it. The internal organs were almost displaced, and the throat was also sweet. A mouthful of blood could not be suppressed and sprayed out!

The situation of the eight-winged python is even worse. Although its skin is rough and thick, and its defense is amazing, falling from such a high sky also makes it fall, dizzy, and the place with a light sword inserted on its back is even more bloody!

In this way, each python lay motionless on the grass, confronting each other to see who can regain their mobility.

Feng Xiaotian naturally would not sit and wait for recovery. He took out a few healing elixirs from the ring, threw them into his mouth, barely sat cross-legged, and began to use drugs to heal wounds. Although the best elixirs like meteorite are gone, there are still many other healing elixirs.

The eight-winged python is a wild beast, and its resilience is naturally amazing. After a cup of tea, when Feng Xiaotian jumped up, the eight-winged python also began to move, taking a big mouth of the blood basin, and Bai Sensen's sharp teeth bit towards Feng Xiaotian.

With the power of elixir, Feng Xiaotian's injury is already good. How can he be bitten by it? He twisted his body in the air and stepped on the back of the eight-winged python. He held the hilt of the sword with the light sword and began to stir it hard.

The eight-winged python was in pain, and his heart was depressed. This hateful human practitioners actually used this trick again. This time, you can't succeed easily!

The eight-winged python rolled and wanted to press Feng Xiaotian under his body, but Feng Xiaotian leaned on the body of the python, and a roller slid down the back of the eight-winged python, and pulled out the light sword inserted in the python.

With the pulling out of the light sword, a blood arrow suddenly shot out and soon flowed into the grass. Feng Xiaotian waved his left palm, and a magnificent true qi hit the wound just caused by the light sword.

The eight-winged python only felt extremely painful and howled. It really rolled on the grass. Many thick and thin towering trees were knocked to the ground. Soon, the whole bottom of the valley was in a mess.

Feng Xiaotian saw that the eight-winged python had become manic. Knowing that the opportunity had come, he shouted, "Breaking the secret!" The light sword came out of his hand, turned into a purple rainbow in the air, and cut straight to the seven inches of the eight-winged python.

The eight-winged python was already delirious at this time. It didn't care about the light sword from the wind and the small sky. It rolled endlessly on the grass. The lighted lighted sword pulled the long sword and suddenly inserted seven inches of the eight-winged python.

The eight-winged python was in pain, howled again, and rolled up on the grass, but the more he rolled, the deeper the light sword was inserted in the seven inches. Soon, the blood flowed all over the ground, and the sound of the eight-winged python's howling became lower and lower, and the wind suspended in the middle of the sky, in the heart. I can't bear it. After all, this eight-winged python is a strange species, and I don't know how many years it took to practice to reach such a point. It's really a pity to kill it like this!

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaotian thought about the magic formula, and the light sword inserted in the seven inches of the eight-winged python suddenly flew out and returned to Feng Xiaotian's hand. Then Feng Xiaotian flew down, stood in front of the head of the eight-winged python, and shouted, "Evil beast, do you dare to fight?"

How can the eight-winged python understand Feng Xiaotian's words? It is painful and uncomfortable. Seeing this "despicable" human practitioners dare to stand by his mouth and crooked, how can he be polite? He bites Feng Xiaotian fiercely and vowed to swallow Feng Xiaotian as a snack!

Feng Xiaotian was furious when he saw this, and he kindly wanted to let it go. Unexpectedly, this evil beast not only did not appreciate it, but also swallowed himself. His feet were a little bit, and his body flew backwards. The lightsaber in his hand shot out, turned into a purple light, and shot straight into the mouth of the eight-winged python.

The eight-winged python did not expect Feng Xiaotian to have such a strange trick. Although its skin scales are extremely hard, it is extremely weak inside its mouth. It can't help the sharpness of the light sword. The light sword follows the mouth of the eight-winged python, deep into the throat, and smashing the remaining half of the tongue in the mouth of the eight-winged python. .

"Roar!" The eight-winged python roared loudly, and a large piece of flesh and blood spewed out of its mouth and spilled everywhere. The eight meat wings on its back fanned desperately. The huge body flew up in the air and flew rapidly to the sky. The eight-winged python no longer wanted to entangle with this human practitioner, and it was better to escape quickly.

Feng Xiaotian shouted: "The evil beast, don't go, give me back my light sword!" As soon as the words fell, he also flew up in the air, following the eight-winged python and chasing him. He doesn't want to die with the eight-winged python, but the light sword is still in the body of the eight-winged python, which has to be asked for.

The eight-winged python ran for his life crazily and sprinkled a lot of blood rain along the way. The place he passed was shocked by all kinds of low-level monsters. In the past, the invincible eight-winged pythons in this area were actually chased and killed. It really made all the monsters in this area scared and tried their best to restrain their breath for fear of provoking powerful adjures. .

Feng Xiaotian was also afraid that the eight-winged python would run away and take away his light sword. He also chased it desperately. His whole body was really excited, and it seemed to cut through the sky like lightning, getting closer and closer to the eight-winged python.

The eight-winged python suffered heavy injuries one after another. At this moment, the light sword was still in his throat, and as he couldn't escape, he drilled into the inside of his body. It was even more like being stuck in his throat. The pain was unbearable. He couldn't even spit out the light sword with a roar. He couldn't help but be shocked and angry. In addition, he ran away desperately, which led to the injury on his body healed. It's getting heavier and heavier, and the speed of escape has also greatly decreased.

In this way, before the eight-winged python escaped thousands of miles, it was caught up by the wind and fell to the seven inches of the eight-winged python, pouring the lightning on the two fists, so that the two fists were entangled, and then raised the fists and hit, and the fists fell on the seven inches of the eight-winged python. Soon, it was Blood and flesh are blurred!

The eight-winged python couldn't help eating pain, so he had to fall to the ground again. Feng Xiaotian beat him endlessly and kept shouting, "Evil beast, I'll let you run, why don't you return my sword!"

The eight-winged python landed on the rocky beach on the edge of a river. Feng Xiaotian quickly read the formula and walked through the belly of the snake with a light sword. Soon, the internal organs of the eight-winged python were also messed up.

No matter how strong the eight-winged python is, how can it not help tossing like this? Soon it will spit out blood, and the turbulent blood is still mixed with fragments of internal organs. Seeing that it is already more and less air intake!

Feng Xiaotian still did not stop. He learned the strength of the eight-winged python. Even if the eight-winged python did not move, he did not dare to relax. He still commanded the light sword to rampage in the body of the eight-winged python while waving his fist to beat the seven inches of the eight-winged python.

After half-pillar incense, Feng Xiaotian was finally tired and slowly stood up. Only then did he find that the eight-winged python under him had been motionless for a long time. The eight huge meat wings on his back also drooped weakly aside, and the colorful scales on his body also became dim.

"Uh? Is it dead?" Feng Xiaotian said to himself doubtfully, saying that he wanted to recall the light sword.

With a "sss" sound, the light sword pierced out of the abdomen of the eight-winged python, flying towards the wind and the small sky with a streak of flesh and blood.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaotian quickly waved his hand and cleaned the light sword back and forth in the river beside him. Then he held the light sword in his hand.

Looking at the eight-winged python, there was a big hole in its abdomen. A lot of black blood and broken internal organs flowed out, but the body did not move. It seemed that it was dead and could not die!

Feng Xiaotian breathed a long sigh of relief and sat on the rocky beach. He felt sore all over. He wanted to get up and clean up, but he felt weak all over, so he had to read the formula secretly. Suddenly, two figures appeared in front of him. It was Meng Dan and Cheng Zhong who had just been taken back from the Sakyam Tower.

As soon as Meng Dan and Cheng Zhong appeared, they saw the blood-stained Feng Xiaotian. They couldn't help but ask, "Master, are you all right? What about the evil beasts?"

Feng Xiaotian didn't say anything. He raised his hand and pointed to the body of the eight-winged python. The two looked in the direction of Feng Xiaotian's finger. They were all shocked, and Cheng Zhong shouted, "Ah? Master, you killed it. The master is so brave!"

Feng Xiaotian said weakly, "Don't flattery. You and Meng Tangzhu can find a way to remove the python skin and the colorful scales on its body. You can go back and give it to the brothers of Zihuotang to refine a few pairs of good armor. In addition, such a strong python must have an inner elixir, which can be taken out. That's good. The alchemy material!"

Meng Dan and Cheng Zhongqi answered "yes" with their fists and went to work. They had done these things before, but they were familiar with the road. Feng Xiaotian sat cross-legged and began to recover.

Half an hour later, when Meng Dan and Cheng Zhong finished everything, Feng Xiaotian also finished mediting and greeted Meng Dan and said, "Let's go and get those blood leaf orchids. Don't be benefited by any monster fisherman!"

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