CHAPTER 43: THIS

There is no doubt that even if the two fire-devouring blades are fired at the same time, they are still useless.

The defensive power of the silver-backed monster can't even be broken by ordinary innate warriors, and it is even said that Xiao Yi is in the Houtian realm.

"If this goes on like this, my zhenqi will be exhausted, and this evil beast will not be injured. I will definitely die." Although Xiao Yi was anxious, he still thought about countermeasures calmly.

He is now only relying on the combination of the leopard shape and the snake shape, as well as the power of the martial arts, and the infuriating energy, and this is the speed that far exceeds his own cultivation base, and he is barely undefeated.

He has even given up the attack that devours the fire and saves his infuriating energy.

"If I can't break the flesh and blood of this evil beast, I have no chance of winning." Xiao Yi thought to himself, and at the same time moved his body, dodging the attack of the silver-backed monster again.

The silver-backed python had been running wild for a long time, and its frenzied attack had already destroyed the surrounding 100 meters.

It only has one thought now, and it desperately wants to kill this flexible human being in front of it.

"Break its flesh...break its flesh..."

Xiao Yi kept thinking about it.

He found that even if he had an extraordinary mind, he was extremely calm. But in terms of strength, it is far inferior to the silver-backed monster python, and there is always nothing to do.

For the first time, he discovered how important force is in this world.

"If we can escape this time, we must put martial arts training first. Strength is the capital of survival in this world." Xiao Yi thought to himself.

Even in this state of crisis, he still did not panic.

Just when his true qi was almost exhausted, the fire-controlling beast spirit in his body couldn't bear it because of excessive use...

"No, I still have the Ice Luan Sword Martial Spirit, it may be able to break through the flesh of this evil beast." Xiao Yi's eyes suddenly lit up and he thought of a way to deal with it.

The Bingluan Sword and Martial Soul had always been his life-saving trump card, and it was something he couldn't show at will. He barely used it in combat, and gradually forgot it existed.

At this critical moment, he immediately remembered.

Whoosh, Xiao Yi moved, disappeared in place, and then appeared on the silverback monster python.

A deep purple light appeared out of nowhere, and the dazzling light seemed to be eclipsed by the sun and moon.

A simple yet terrifying long sword appeared in Xiao Yi's hand.

Almost at the moment when the Ice Luan Sword appeared, the Silverback Monster Python, who was in a state of rampage, immediately shuddered.

The terrifying cold light seems to be able to freeze all its demon blood; the terrifying edge seems to be able to send it into the Yellow Spring.

Xiao Yi stabbed with a sword.

With a tear, it was as simple as piercing tissue paper, and the flesh of the silver-backed monster python was instantly pierced.

Xiao Yi held the Ice Luan Sword in his hand, and jumped to the ground.

Under his leadership, the Bingluan Sword slid along the back of the silver-backed monster python.

When he fell to the ground, the third-level monster, the silver-backed monster python, had already been divided into two halves.

Xiao Yi moved again and cut off the snake's head.

After tens of seconds, the originally powerful silver-backed demon python, after shaking a few times, died completely, becoming another icy corpse in the Meteorite Mountains.

"Bingluanjian, you really didn't disappoint me." Xiao Yi sighed.

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Yi took out a bead the size of an egg from the corpse of the monster python. This is the inner core of the monster, the most valuable part of the monster.

Xiao Yi also thought about using it to refine the Golden Vein Pill in the future.

When the third-level monster beast's inner core was in hand, Xiao Yi didn't care about the corpse, but scattered the Bing Luan sword, and immediately ran to Xiao Jing and the others who had fainted.

After roughly checking everyone's injuries, Xiao Yi's face suddenly turned gloomy.

All were seriously injured.

Xiao Jing is an acquired seventh-level martial artist, and his body is more powerful. After feeding the medicine pill, he woke up not long after.

When refining the healing pills for the children of the family before, Xiao Yi specially kept a hand and refined some second-level healing medicines, with excellent results.

"Cough cough." Xiao Jing coughed twice, spit out blood, and gradually stabilized his injury.

When he saw the scene in front of him, he suddenly took a deep breath.

The radius of 100 meters was like the ruins of the apocalypse. The trees were completely destroyed, and the ground was broken. Especially when I saw the body of the silver-backed monster, I was extremely surprised.

"Small... Young Patriarch, this... what's going on?" Xiao Jing asked.

Xiao Yi didn't answer his words. After feeding the others with the pills one after another, he sat beside Xiao Zhuang and Xiao Zimu.

Everyone else woke up one after another, but only these two were in a coma.

"Murong Qianjun, Iron Sabre Demon Hunting Team." Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and whispered a few words, his face full of killing intent.

"Young Patriarch, what happened to Xiao Zhuang and Xiao Zimu?" Xiao Jing asked immediately when he saw Xiao Yi's expression was wrong.

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Their injuries have stabilized, and their lives will not be in danger for the time being, but their dantian has been destroyed."

"What! Dantian was destroyed?" Xiao Jing's expression changed.

Dantian is the most important thing for a warrior. Once it is destroyed, it means that the cultivation base is completely lost, and even there is no possibility of cultivation in the future, and it becomes a waste person.

Before, these two people hugged the snake's tail tightly, and they were most seriously injured.

"Deacon Xiao Jing, how is your injury now?" Xiao Yi asked in a deep voice.

Xiao Jing replied, "It's basically not a big problem. The seven main veins absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at the same time, and heal themselves, and they will soon be able to regain their strength."

"That's good." Xiao Yi said gloomily, "Later, I will trouble you to escort the two of them back."

"Uh, okay." Xiao Jing replied subconsciously, and then asked in surprise, "How about you, Young Patriarch?"

Xiao Yi took out a handful of medicinal pills from the Qiankun bag and threw it into his mouth, quickly recovering his true energy.

"Murong Qianjun, Iron Sabre Demon Hunting Team, don't even want to walk out of the Meteorite Mountain Range alive." Xiao Yi said coldly, and with a single step, he disappeared in place.

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Several dozen miles away, Murong Qianjun and Tie Dao walked proudly.

"Captain Iron Sabre, with your help this time, I will have the chance to get these three Heart Fruits of Demon Blood Flame. After returning to the mine, I will definitely be rewarded heavily." Murong Qianjun said with a smile.

Although Tie Dao was the captain of the Demon Hunting Team and an acquired sixth-level martial artist, he still had to be respectful in front of Murong Qianjun.

"Young Master Qianjun is very polite. You are an extraordinary talent. Even without my help, I believe that it would be easy for you to get those three Demon Blood Flame Heart Fruits." Tie Dao said politely.

"Hahahaha." Murong Qianjun smiled arrogantly, very useful to the flattery of the iron sword.

"No matter what, you have done a great job this time." Murong Qianjun said, "Not only did you get the Demon Blood Flame Heart Fruit this time, but you also ended the Xiao family's idiots. Especially that Xiao Yi..."

Murong Qianjun said, "I originally thought that it would be good to be able to kill Xiao Jing, an elite deacon this time, but I didn't expect that even Xiao Yi would also deal with it. Both brothers Ruo Kuang were defeated by him."

Tie Dao said, "Xiao Yi must have been buried in the belly of a snake by now. How can that kind of waste be compared with the son of Qianjun."

"That's right, that kind of rubbish is not worthy of being supported by Young Master Qianjun." The members of the Iron Sabre Demon Hunting Team flattered one after another.

"Hahaha." Murong Qianjun laughed loudly, "If there is a chance, I really want to fight him, but unfortunately he is already dead."

Just at this moment, a sound of breaking air came from a distance, and a violent shout resounded in everyone's ears.

"Murong Qianjun, I'll give you this chance."

"Huh?" Murong Qianjun was startled and looked around, only to see a fiery red figure attacking quickly.

"It's Xiao Yi." Murong Qianjun frowned.

Tie Dao said in a deep voice, "This kid is so good at chasing in the jungle. We have gone so far, and the jungle is crooked, how could he actually catch up with us?"

"No!" Tie Dao reacted, and was suddenly shocked, "How did he escape? No one can survive the pursuit of the silver-backed monster."

"People who are about to die, why ask more." Xiao Yi came in an instant, and two flaming blades hit Murong Qianjun and the iron sword at the same time.

Bang, bang, the fire blade exploded, instantly knocking them back.

"What a strong attack, isn't this kid just acquired the first level of cultivation?" Tie Dao was taken aback.

Xiao Yi stepped forward, ignoring the two, and attacked the other monster hunters directly.

These monster hunters, at best, are not at the ninth level of the mortal realm, so how can they be Xiao Yi's opponents.

Xiao Yi made a tiger shape and easily slashed a monster hunter's throat.

Under the flames, a large amount of blood spurted out of his throat, wetting Xiao Yi's face.

However, Xiao Yi didn't care.

With a panther-shaped movement, his body quickly swam among the dozens of monster hunters.

However, in a few seconds, more than a dozen people had their throats cut and became a corpse.

Xiao Yi's hands were stained with their blood. However, the blood did not quench the anger in his heart; the strong smell of blood could not cover up his shocking killing intent.

Murong Qianjun and Tie Dao were suddenly shocked. They could never have imagined that Xiao Yi could kill more than ten demon hunters at the fastest speed in such a short period of time.

"Gu." The two swallowed at the same time, and took two steps back subconsciously. In their eyes, Xiao Yi, covered in blood, was like a god of killing who came out of hell, which made people terrified.