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Ye Feng held the tail of the giant python, and the flying knife easily pierced, and then, Ye Feng kept swinging the knife and stabbing in. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Steward Mo's body was furious, and every time Ye Feng stabbed him, he was in agony.

What kind of weapon is this?

His own skin snake skin can't be broken even with a high-grade spiritual weapon, but why, is it so vulnerable in front of Ye Feng?

But Ye Feng must not be allowed to go on like this, otherwise his tail will be cut off.

Steward Mo flicked his tail and kept banging against the wall.

The palace collapsed and was destroyed, but he found that there was no way to get rid of Ye Feng.

Because Ye Feng's body seemed to be sticky, sticking to himself, plus he inserted a flying knife and grabbed the handle of the flying knife, which strengthened his stability.

However, Ye Feng was not comfortable, this Steward Mo's ontological strength was actually very large.

His body was repeatedly hit against the wall, and half of the palace collapsed, which was a real impact.

He felt his blood surge.

Can't let him go on like this.

Ye Feng's arms swished, and the power burst out from his arms, bending, and jumping forward, like a rabbit, jumping forward several meters away from the giant python.

Ye Feng's target was the giant python's seven inches.

Anyone who belongs to the snake class must have a seven-inch point, as long as the throwing knife is pointed at these seven inches, and it is hard to plunge it.

It's no wonder that this housekeeper didn't die immediately.

Ye Feng thought so, so he did so.

His hands were clawed, like steel, and he swished and crawled on the python's body.

Because the claws rub against the skin of the blood-colored python, sparks are generated.

The giant python that Steward Mo turned into is indeed very wear-resistant, and it can only leave paw prints on it, but it cannot break the snakeskin.

Naturally, this claw cannot be compared to a throwing knife.

Steward Mo's huge snake head flickered with horror in his eyes.

The place Ye Feng was going to was his own seven-inch land, and he naturally knew this place better than anyone else.

Originally, he was fearless, because the seven-inch place was where his life was located.

He had already installed an iron plate under this skin.

This piece of iron was made from a thousand-year-old piece of cold iron, which took him thirty years, and its defensive power was comparable to that of a superb spiritual weapon.

It's always been his reliance, just like the snake without a shadow of money.

It's a pity that such a powerful thing as the Money Shadowless Snake was killed by Ye Feng.

The strength of the skin on his body is comparable to that of a high-grade spiritual weapon, he can ignore it, and he keeps sticking a flying knife into his body.

It's also very easy to plug in.

Steward Mo felt that he couldn't drag it up, this flying knife was definitely no less sharp than a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Don't let Seven Inches take any damage.

Steward Mo thought about it, and the huge snake head opened its bloody mouth with a swish.

With a bang, with a fishy smell, the power was extremely fast, and it slammed into Ye Feng's body, and at the same time, two blood-colored rays of light shot out from the teeth in his mouth.

This is snake venom.

As soon as it is touched, it will immediately turn into a pool of blood.

Ye Feng saw that this Steward Mo was going crazy and killed him.

Especially Steward Mo's head is very big, as long as he is hit, he will definitely be knocked away.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth.

The flying knife in his hand slashed at the python's belly.

This time he used all his strength, so the cut was very large.

It is enough to accommodate a person's body.

Seeing such a opening, Ye Feng's body jumped in very flexibly.

Blood poured into his nose, but Ye Feng didn't care.

The giant python wailed, and its huge head did not hit Ye Feng, but hit the ground.

In an instant, the ground was pounded into a huge crater by his head.

Wolf smoke rose from the pit, especially the blood-colored light, which touched the ground, and the ground immediately corroded.

This ground is made of hundred-year-old stones, and even if the strength of the defense is not very good, it is equivalent to the level of a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

But under the red light, it didn't work at all, just like tofu.

This is the venom of the serpent.

It can be seen that this is not trivial.

Steward Mo was in great pain, and the sharp pain from the snake's abdomen made him feel like he was going to die.

The body of the giant python kept churning on the ground, and a trace of anger came out of its mouth, a muffled roar.

With a bang, the silver pillar exploded, and a small wound appeared on the python's stomach.

The impact continued, and the palace finally became a meter cent.

The body of the giant python that Ye Feng and Steward Mo turned into appeared in the eyes of many people in the Tatian Palace.

Little Red flew away, found a gazebo, and continued to play the lute.

She is very calm, and the reason for her composure is that she believes in Ye Feng and believes in her husband.

She wants to cheer Ye Feng up.

When you kill, you have to be happy.

The sound of the lute is tighter and more urgent.

The huge head of the blood-colored python in the distance seemed to spasm, and it was like someone stabbing his testicles, and his head was directly raised to the sky, a pillar of optimism.

Then a terrible howl came out of his throat, and there was a trace of tears in his eyes.

Then, I saw a puff of black smoke coming out of the place.

Black smoke filled with endless blood and a rampant stench.

After the black smoke disappeared, a man in a golden robe appeared on the ground, but his face was pale, and there was a long gash in his abdomen, and blood was flowing from it.

It looks really miserable, it's not Steward Mo or anyone.

He turned into the body, but he was still made like this by Ye Feng.

Fang Cai Ye Feng actually stabbed the snake's belly with a flying knife and burrowed into his stomach, dodging his own attack and causing great damage to himself.

If Ye Feng was allowed to hide in his stomach all the time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Therefore, he endured severe pain, and he could only put away his body.

When he put away his body, he became a nine-foot body, but his physical defense was much weaker than Fang Cai.

Looking at the long and narrow wound on his stomach, he exhaled a breath, this kind of pain is heart-piercing, after all, all the internal organs were pierced by Ye Feng.

"Steward Mo, how do you feel?" Wearing a purple and gold crown, Ye Feng looked at Steward Mo with evil at the corner of his mouth, and said with a slight smile.

Steward Mo's eyes were full of coldness, "Ye Feng, you dare to kill me?"

"Oh, why can't I kill you? I'll kill you," Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and his words were indifferent.

"Aren't you afraid that the Blood Demon Palace will trouble you?" Steward Mo's eyes shrank suddenly.

Ye Feng's words, he didn't feel like he was joking.

"Trouble? I, Ye Feng, am not afraid of trouble the most, I have been in this world for so long, and there have always been people who want to kill me, but in the end, I have been dodged or counter-killed, I think, in this life, it may be that where I appear, where the trouble will follow, in this case, what am I afraid of the Blood Demon Palace?" Ye Feng came to Steward Mo, and there was still a distance of three meters from Steward Mo at this time.

Steward Mo was a little nervous.

"Are you really not afraid?" Steward Mo felt a little flustered in his heart, he had never felt this before.

Even when I fought with the Bloodwrain King and fled together, I didn't feel this way.

Is it because you are old that you feel this way?

I don't know why, in such a short period of time, especially today, Steward Mo found that he was thinking a little too much.

Ye Feng said: "If I'm afraid, will I fight you?"

Ye Feng took two steps forward again, and he was still one meter away from him.

"No...... No, don't ......" Steward Mo's face was even more flustered.

His abdomen trembled with the excitement of his words, and blood flowed more.

Suddenly, Steward Mo turned around, lay on the ground with his hands, and ran behind him.

It looked so embarrassed, the golden clothes were stained red with blood, and it was stained with a lot of mud.

Ye Feng sneered, his body was in the air, he jumped over, and appeared in front of Steward Mo in an instant.

The flying knife in his hand suddenly became longer, and it directly stabbed into Steward Mo's heart ruthlessly and accurately.

Ye Feng stretched out one hand and grabbed Steward Mo's collar, easily letting Steward Mo's feet vacate in the air.

The knife was extremely sharp, and with a whoosh, it was pulled out of Steward Mo's chest, and then with a snort, it was inserted again.

Mo lasted for about ten breaths, and Steward Mo's heart was ** hundreds of times.

The head was tilted, the blood at the corner of the mouth overflowed, and there was no sound.

It's just that of course things are not played, Ye Feng grabbed this Mo Steward's abdomen with one hand.

Pull out a white ball.

This is the essence of Steward Mo's body, and a miniature version of Steward Mo is struggling to separate within the sphere, pleading with a pleading face.

Don't think about it, Ye Feng knew that this guy was begging for mercy from him.

There was a ruthless smile in his eyes, if he was defeated by Steward Mo, it would be nothing more than that.

Strength is very important everywhere.

Ye Feng's hands instantly exerted force, and a cyan light shot into the sphere.

Steward Mo wailed and turned into nothingness.

The sphere became dull, but it still had its effect, after all, it was the essence of its lifelong cultivation.

"Xiaohong, here you go, play a song. Ye Feng smiled faintly and threw the essence ball in his hand to Xiaohong, who had put down the pipa in the distance.

Xiaohong Emei raised lightly, her lips moved, and a pair of apricot eyes appeared infinitely gentle.

She flew up, dancing in a red dress, extremely charming, stretched out her hand to catch the crystal ball thrown by Ye Feng, and whispered, thank you.

Then a red cloth was thrown out of his waist and shot straight into Ye Feng's hand.

She stepped on a pair of jade-like feet, danced on the red cloth, walked forward with her feet, and then came to Ye Feng's side and sat on Ye Feng's legs.

Ruyun's hair was faintly fragrant, his head was nestled against Ye Feng's left shoulder, his fingers were jingling, and the sound of the pipa was tactful.

"Who lit your new outfit

Who is singing for you?

Who is holding the three-foot green peak and standing on the peak

Who beats the gongs and drums Bo you appreciate

The crescent moon is like a sickle, and the full moon is like a jade plate

In the early autumn season, the shepherd boy ox, the sky falls osmanthus petals

Who is going to be your matchmaker?

Who dances the green carrot?

Whose little sake brew is it?

Who's over there to put on the red makeup?

The sound of the pipa sounded, and the broken jade became a temporary injury.

Do you want to be a ghost, is it a wilderness?

Whose sake is still brewing?

I'm your little matchmaker, wearing a good little new dress

......”

"Xiaohong, this is really a technical job, it should be rewarded!" Ye Feng closed his eyes, feeling that the music was very interesting, the music was extremely moving, and the singing voice was tactful.

Ye Feng snapped and slapped Xiaohong's buttocks, Xiaohong sneered, her singing voice paused, and she let out a moan as thin as a mosquito.