Jiao Feng let out a long sigh, without concealing the disgust in his eyes.
Long-time running made its whole body dark red and scabbed wounds show signs of cracking.
The delicate features slightly wrinkled, a thread of enjoyment flashed between his eyebrows and eyes.
That tearing pain, stimulated it all over with joy until it slightly trembled.
His mouth opened involuntarily and let out a piercing long howl: "Aaah!"
In that eerie and mournful sound, the entire dwarf forest was devoid of any other sounds. Whether it was flying birds or walking beasts, all were terrified to the point of their livers splitting apart.
It gazed out at the mountains in the distance, wanting to return to the village as soon as possible.
With a lithe and agile physique, he strode through the forest, his outstretched claws casually plucking off the black-shirted officers head as if effortlessly picking an apple from a tree.
Compared with the many emotions of the demon.
Shen Yi gripped his sword tightly, his eyes as still as an ancient well, his mind focused on the gruesome claw that had probed him.
Scaly claws, carrying a torrent of air, violently stabbed over.
The dragons claws are empty-handed, but its body alone is enough to intimidate the divine soldiers.
“……”
Whether its a yellow dog or a black gibbon, even the green unicorn and the old mother, they are all animals that Shen Yi is familiar with and has cultivated into spirits.
However, the beast in front of him, with that one long wail just now, plus the strange appearance of the horn on his forehead.
Perhaps no cultivation is needed, and its already a mythical creature in its original form.
Shen Yis hand, holding the knife, tightened its grip even more. Those black and white eyes, which should have been filled with tension according to reason, were instead inexplicably excited under the rapid heartbeat.
His entire being infused into the sword, merging with the night.
Greedy wolf exterminates evil.
The long knife fell silently, stopping for a brief moment when it touched the scales on his palm, before cutting through easily.
The giant python didnt even feel the pain, it was just a bit puzzled as to why it hadnt felt that familiar thrill of tearing flesh.
She glanced sideways.
In sight, half a palm fell, no blood splashed, only the black as ink knife body, unknowingly wrapped in several strands of crimson.
Shen Yi held two knives in his hands, and his movements didnt pause for a moment.
Just as Jiaofengs unbelievable expression had only just begun to emerge, Wu Jing ruthlessly stabbed his blade into the opponents body!
Hmph!
The sword was just an inanimate object, yet it inexplicably exuded a sense of greed.
Innumerable blood threads were drawn out, dyeing the blade a deep crimson color.
"Hmph..."
Jiao Feng fiercely grasped the young mans wrist, and under those sharp claws, Shen Yis Eight Treasures Mystical Body seemed to have lost its effect. The white skin was covered with a dark glow, which was easily torn open by the sharp fingertips.
It suddenly exerted its strength, wanting to pull out that strange knife.
Shen Yi seemed to be unaware of the pain and indifferently thrust the blade three more inches inward.
Even with the blessing of the Eight Treasures, a beginners martial artist would never be able to match the strength of a single dragon.
But as the crimson aura on the blade flowed into his body through the tigers mouth, he felt an endless supply of energy, and even the wound on his wrist was healing at a visible rate.
"Are you eating me?"
The giant python opened its mouth, its voice was hoarse, the madness in its eyes had never been so intense, not even when its claws were cut off.
"How dare you eat me?"
He sneered as if he thought this matter was too absurd.
Suddenly his face turned violently red!
The densely packed wounds on his body suddenly burst open, and he let out a loud roar as he tore at his own flesh with his hands.
Hiss!
In an instant, a ten-zhang-long giant object rose into the air.
Its body revolves in the sky, its head is ferocious, and the single horn emits a bloody light.
The dagger inserted in his body now seemed so tiny and insignificant.
The dragon roared and swooped down, its vertical pupils gleaming with ferocity as it stared tightly at Shen Yi. It didnt even bother to shake off the ceremonial sword on its body, which had lost control and returned to its original dark, glossy appearance.
"Roar!"
It howled again, the strong wind snapped the dwarf trees, rolled up fallen leaves, and fiercely swept towards the young man! The huge body rolled over and crushed down!
Under such a physical disparity, a swordsman without a sword is no longer a threat to it.
Shen Yis dejected appearance seemed to confirm Jiaolongs idea.
Until he raised his eyes and looked over.
In a breath, the dragon seemed to sense some danger and its scales exploded, turning its head subconsciously.
Only to see behind himself, countless breaths gathered and transformed into a sword curtain.
Under the pale moonlight, a faint red glow was emanating, with an evil and sinister intent that was in no way inferior to his own.
What kind of evil cultivation is this!
As Shen Yis face turned pale, she spat out a mouthful of turbid air.
A mighty aura comes crashing down from the sky!
The enormous body of the dragon cannot be avoided, it can only exert its strength to curl up and protect its abdomen with hard black scales.
Bang! Bang!
Invisible aura slammed into the dragons body, like a blacksmith at work, dull sounds echoing through the valley, and in an instant it was knocked down to the mountain forest.
The dispersing aura dissipated, and the strange red sparks unexpectedly stuck to its body like flames, no matter how much it rubbed its body, it couldnt extinguish them.
The hissing sound of corrosion continued unabated, and the black scales were quickly scorched away, revealing the flesh beneath.
"Ah!!"
The dragon let out a miserable cry and stirred up its surroundings until the sky grew dark.
Until the red ember was extinguished, it trembled and raised its skull, its body in a sorry state, no longer enjoying the pleasure of suffering, only gratitude for surviving the disaster remained in its vertical pupils.
He suddenly turned to look at the young man, and after seeing his pale face, he finally let out a sneer: "Good! Good! Now its my turn."
Before he had even finished speaking, Chilong suddenly discovered that Shen Yi had closed her eyes.
This posture is clearly already exhausted and can only be captured with bound hands.
But in his heart, he inexplicably felt a sense of trepidation.
The next moment, a sword curtain of exactly the same shape as before appeared in the sky again.
Then comes the second piece, the third piece...
Until it thoroughly obscured the sky, the red glow of evil spirits filled the air, revealing a hint of mockery.
The dragon pricked up its neck and stood still on the spot.
It suddenly opened its bloody mouth, revealing sharp fangs, and let out a shrill cry filled with despair: "Fake! All fake! You cant fool me!"
Shen Yis expression was cold and indifferent as he pressed his palms together.
Innumerable heavenly retribution and blood slaughter were like a tidal wave that completely submerged the small Jiaomo.
A full forty years of demonic lifespan.
Even he felt some heartache.
Until the hint flashes on the panel.
Killed Jade Liquid Realms early stage Jiaomo, total lifespan 1427 years, remaining lifespan 1230 years, absorption complete.
Remaining demonic lifespan: one thousand four hundred thirty-five years. Can condense and refine.
Shen Yi walked slowly towards the chaotic scene.
Only a few corpses remained with red millet still stuck on them, and in just a few breaths time, more than half of it had been dissolved.
He bent down and picked up that dazzling dan, putting it together with the Huoyao beast.
This is not the time for stock-taking.
Shen Yi turned around and swept across the mountain forest, picking up those two unlucky eggs with a swing of his arm, and rushed towards the direction of the fishing village.
