Chapter 50 Killing with one sword, Emperor Jing was full of fear
Chapter 50 Killing with one sword, Emperor Jing was full of fear
At this time, the humanized fear was also reflected in the snow python's pupils.
It actually felt the threat of death from this sword!
Must fight to the death!
The demon pill is not enough.
You have to take out the essence and blood that you have cultivated so hard!
The snow python roared angrily.
The tip of the forked tongue shot out a drop of ice blue blood.
In the blink of an eye, he merged into the demon pill.
The demon pill absorbed the blood essence, and immediately swelled like air, from the size of a human brain to the size of a water tank in an instant.
Then, in just a few seconds, it skyrocketed to an ice-blue sphere with a diameter of ten meters!
next moment.
The demon pill collided with the sword light.
Boom boom boom!
Dazzling bright burst.
Everyone felt a twinge in their eyes and had to close them.
And when they opened their eyes again.
What I saw was an extremely shocking scene.
The cold blood froze the streets into living ice sculptures.
And in that frost.
It was a snow python broken in two!
The snow python was cut in two!
Realizing this, everyone was dumbfounded.
The head of the Dragon and Tiger Sect was shocked, "My God... kill the snow python with one sword?"
Shen Xiaoyue, Shen Kang, Zhang Wenxing and others couldn't calm down for a long time.
In their imagination, the snow python would fight wildly with the dead ghost.
In the end both lost.
At that time, they swarmed up again, beheading the snow python and the ghost.
Everyone can get the treasure promised by Emperor Jing, and go home happily.
results.
This ferocious snow python, which killed countless people, was cut off with a single sword?
This death is too easy, too simple, right?
"Xiaoyue, let me pinch it, I want to know if I am dreaming."
As soon as Shen Kang stretched out his hand, he screamed, "Ah!"
Shen Xiaoyue murmured, "It really hurts, it's not a dream."
After being shocked for a long time, the monks all came to their senses one after another, and their minds gradually became active.
"Such a big snow python, if it can draw its blood, it must be very nourishing!"
"This is a monster in the foundation building period. Cut off a piece or two of meat and eat it back. Maybe I can break through the bottleneck!"
"I heard that the soul of this huge monster is very different. Before the soul dissipates, sit beside it and practice!"
The monks are ready to move.
Even the bold ones rushed out.
at this time.
A surging breath rose from the death cell.
A loud and clear dragon chant soared into the sky.
Everyone suddenly saw that something wriggled inside the body of the snow python that had been cut in two.
Puff puff.
A large amount of blood poured out from the snow python's body, condensing itself as if it had life.
In the blink of an eye, a mass of ice-blue blood the size of a human brain formed.
At the same time, another illusory thing was pulled out inch by inch by the indescribable mighty force.
After the thing fully appeared, everyone opened their mouths.
That was the soul of the snow python!
The soul of the snow python suspended in mid-air was quite confused at first.
But those eyes quickly turned fierce and brutal.
hum!
Inside the death cell, another majestic aura swept over.
As soon as this breath appeared, the snow python's soul immediately showed fear, and immediately surrendered.
"receive."
A majestic and majestic sound came from the death cell.
next moment.
The blood of the snow python, the soul of the snow python, these two things all flew towards the death cell by themselves.
Disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"There are voices in the death cell?" the monks murmured.
"The two swords just now were cut by monks?" Zhang Wenxing exclaimed.
"Hiss... that Thunder, why does it look familiar?" Shen Xiaoyue was amazed and puzzled.
She glanced at her father Shen Kang, and Shen Kang also looked at her.
Obviously, there was such a familiarity in their hearts.
"What the hell happened here? Is there a monk under the death row?"
Including the head of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, all the monks thought about it and couldn't understand the situation.
Zhou Peng looked at them and smiled knowingly.
Especially when he saw one of the three top sects, the head of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, looking confused, he couldn't help laughing.
Of all the people present, he was probably the only one who knew the real situation.
"Anyway, the snow python has been removed. This is a good thing, a great thing!" A monk shouted happily.
"That damned snow python killed my husband and child. I hate it to death. It died so well! I wish it could be torn to pieces!" A woman gritted her teeth, wishing she could eat the snow python alive.
"Thank you senior for killing the snow python!" The woman knelt down towards the death cell from the bottom of her heart, weeping uncontrollably.
"Thank you senior for beheading the snow python!"
More and more people knelt down.
Without exception, almost all their relatives and friends died in the mouths of snow pythons and snake pythons.
No matter who the monk in the death row is.
As long as he can kill the snow python, he deserves everyone's respect!
Crash.
Looking around, millions of residents in the entire capital are facing the death row, either kneeling or bowing.
Sincere respect was written all over his face.
Zhang Wenxing muttered, "Didn't you say that there is a ghost in the death cell? How did it become a senior?"
The head of the Dragon and Tiger Sect also frowned, "Yes, none of the masters who entered the death row before could come out, even the head of the Tianwu Sect was not spared..."
"Could it be beheaded by this senior too?"
Zhang Wenxing snorted coldly, "That hypocrite Lu Wufeng, a good death! The head of Qixuanmen and the abbot of Baiyun Temple have always been friends with Lu Wufeng, and they are in cahoots. They also died well!"
The head of the Dragon and Tiger Sect snapped, "Presumptuous! How dare you speak wild words in public?"
Zhang Wenxing suddenly looked aggrieved.
"The voice should be louder! The face should be happier!" The head of the Dragon and Tiger Gate laughed.
"Anyway, I think they died well." He laughed like an old urchin.
Zhang Wenxing immediately followed with a hey smile.
In this atmosphere, Emperor Jing was the most out of place.
He's a little lost now.
He even sat down on the ground in a gaffe.
Even the queen called him beside him, but he couldn't hear it.
He couldn't calm down for a long time.
When the first sword was slashed, he thought it was an automatic counterattack from the formation.
When the second sword was slashed, he already felt that something was wrong, but he was still lucky, thinking that the formation was strengthened by itself.
Until that voice appeared, sucking away the snow python's blood and soul, completely crushing his self-deceiving speculation.
That voice was so familiar.
Before the spiritual energy recovered, he wished to kill the owner of the voice every night!
As long as that person is alive, he, Emperor Jing, will always live under his halo.
"Qin Xuan...!"
"That's right, it's his voice!"
Jing Huang gritted his teeth.
Even if he was killed, he would not believe it.
Qin Xuan, who had died long ago, unexpectedly became a monk.
Moreover, it has the power to kill snow pythons with a single sword!
But now that the facts were before his eyes, he couldn't help but not believe it.
"He must know, I was the one who planned everything behind the scenes."
"But since he is alive and has such strength, why doesn't he come out and kill me?"
There are many thoughts in Jinghuang's mind.
In the end, it bounced up from the ground suddenly, "His cultivation must have a huge limit, maybe these two swords are already his limit."
"Now, it must be his weakest time!"
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