Li Changsheng was dumbfounded.
The snake demon with a huge body and terrifying strength had its tail cut off by a sword. He was indeed a disciple of the Jade Girl Temple, and his strength was worthy of his reputation.
Li Changsheng tried his best to stand up, grabbed the three nine-leaf Xuanyang grass, struggled to run to Mark, and said with tears in his eyes:
"Fellow Daoist Ye, save me!!!"
"Fellow Daoist Li, don't you want to be involved with Ye?"
"..."
As if he hadn't heard anything, Li Changsheng stuffed three nine-leaf Xuanyang grass into Ye Fan's arms very familiarly, and said righteously:
"The treasures of heaven, materials and earth are here for those who are virtuous. Taoist friend Ye will tell you that he is a virtuous person at a glance. Don't refuse!"
The tree will die without bark.
People are shameless, and sometimes they can save their lives.
Li Changsheng had no choice but to place his hope of survival on Ye Fan. Otherwise, not only would the Xuanyang grass he exchanged for his master's life be eaten by the snake demon, he would also die.
Ye Fan took a deep look at Li Changsheng.
In the other party's anxious mood, he suddenly smiled: "Fellow Daoist Li is really good at judging people."
Li Changchang breathed a long sigh of relief and reminded: "Fellow Daoist Ye, this snake demon is quite powerful and may have back-ups. Why don't we escape here safely first and then consider the long term."
"It doesn't matter."
Ye Fan held the Qingfeng Sword in his hand and was full of confidence: "It's just a little demon building foundation, kill it!"
The snake demon was furious when he heard this: "You cut off my tail and snatched my nine-leaf Xuanyang grass. How dare you speak so shamelessly? I must eat you today!"
The words fell.
The furious snake demon opened its bloody mouth and wanted to swallow Ye Fan in one gulp.
Ye Fan didn't panic and slashed out with the Qingfeng Sword.
This sword seemed simple and unpretentious, just a simple diagonal slash, but it drained 40% of the spiritual energy in Ye Fan's body, and his face turned pale to the naked eye.
The sword comes out.
Wind blows.
The snake demon couldn't be stopped at all, and he didn't know how to stop it.
Because the sword energy cut out was like a wisp of breeze, invisible and colorless, ignoring all defenses, only hearing a loud roar.
The huge head and body of the snake demon were split into two, smashing a deep pit into the ground. The snake body twisted unwillingly for a moment, and then gradually became silent.
"You're going to die now?"
Li Changsheng looked shocked.
The two swords killed the snake demon in the Foundation Establishment Realm. This strength far exceeded Li Changsheng's knowledge. He was simply a god.
Ye Fan knows the importance of last-hitting.
Swishing the Qingfeng Sword several times, the snake demon's more than ten-meter-long body shattered into countless pieces, but... there was no demon pill.
All demon cultivators have demon elixirs, which condense their essence.
Ye Fan did not see the demon pill in the body of the dead snake demon, and his heart suddenly felt chilly, and he subconsciously raised his sword to block it in front of him.
Almost at the moment of blocking, a black line that could not be seen clearly with the naked eye came from the minced meat section, suddenly flew towards Ye Fan's chest, and was blocked by the blade of Qingfeng Sword.
The blade of the sword was bent into an extremely exaggerated arc, which eliminated part of the force, but Ye Fan was still knocked several dozen meters away, and his feet drew two extremely deep ravines on the ground.
Ye Fan was shaken by this huge force so that his arms were numb and his back was soaked with cold sweat. If he hadn't reacted quickly just now, this force would definitely penetrate his chest.
By then.
Even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured!
Ye Fan took a closer look and saw that the black line just now was actually a small finger-long snake. It looked exactly like the previous foundation-building snake demon, but it was shrunk countless times.
"Humans, do you have to kill them all!"
The black snake was particularly angry.
From the very beginning when its tail was cut off with a sword, it had the idea of abandoning its pre-transformation body and feigning death to escape, because there was an obvious gap between the realms of the two.
Especially that sword.
The lethality is too shocking.
Unexpectedly, the other party was unwilling to give up and actually wanted to take its demon elixir. Seeing that he couldn't hide his death by pretending to be dead, he decided to make a sneak attack.
Ye Fan said nothing and looked solemn.
This snake demon has a very high IQ and not only possesses brute strength, so it must be dealt with carefully.
"I didn't want to use this trump card. Since you want to die, I will help you."
The black snake suddenly looked up to the sky and roared: "Ancestor, please—possess me!"
"Crack!"
Thunder exploded in the sky.
Dark clouds instantly enveloped the entire Jiming Lake.
Amidst the lightning and thunder, the black snake exuded an aura of wild vicissitudes. Although it was only as long as an adult's finger, it seemed to have survived for thousands of years, and its vertical pupils were filled with the weight of time.
Ye Fan's expression suddenly changed.
At first, he was frightened by the aura that was comparable to the corpses of the ancestors of Jade Girl Temple. Now that he experienced it up close, the sense of oppression was even greater.
"Kneel down!"
The black snake roared.
The sound is like thunder, and only two words are echoing crazily in the world where Cock Cry Lake is located.
"Kneel down!"
"Kneel down!"
"Kneel down!"
Ye Fan's mind was in chaos.
The pressure comparable to that of the old monster who transformed into a god put Ye Fan's sea of consciousness on the verge of collapse, and he lost all ability to move and think.
"Buzz——"
At this moment, the Qingfeng Sword in Ye Fan's hand suddenly trembled.
Waves of coolness flowed into Ye Fan's body along the hilt of the sword, and he suddenly regained consciousness.
Without any hesitation, Ye Fan exhausted all the remaining spiritual energy in his body, and even burned a drop of pure yang essence blood, and slashed out the third sword of the day.
Ye Fan is gambling.
Bet that black snake didn't invite the real old monster who transformed into a god!
"Huh?"
"how dare you!"
The black snake was shocked and angry.
This is the real pressure of a real dragon. How can this human being wake up?
In the past hundred years, it had used this method to kill or scare off many powerful enemies. Why did it encounter a stupid young man?
Black Snake knew how powerful the Qingfeng Sword was, so he didn't dare to resist and wanted to escape, but... it was too late.
A sword blows by.
Accompanied by a shrill scream, the black snake's body was broken into two pieces again.
This time there was no substitute for death, because a round demon pill the size of a fingernail fell to the ground, crystal clear like a green gem.
"The bet was right..."
Ye Fan, whose spiritual energy was all overdrawn, used his sword to support the ground, so that he did not fall to the ground due to exhaustion.
Li Changsheng, who was kneeling on the ground due to the terror and coercion, raised his head with difficulty and saw Ye Fan standing upright in a white robe.
This figure.
It is deeply imprinted in the depth of my mind and will never be forgotten forever.
…
The snake demon is dead.
But the heavy pressure of vicissitudes of life has not disappeared.
Ye Fan felt uneasy. Is there really an old monster alive in Jiming Lake?
Or...
It is a magic weapon forged by a monk with great supernatural powers!
Just like the Qingfeng Sword, if it weren't for the spirit of the sword to protect Ye Fan's Consciousness Sea at the critical moment, with his peak foundation-building strength, he would have been turned into powder under the pressure.
This is the thought.
The more Ye Fan thought about it, the more likely it became.
He guessed that the snake demon did not have any ancestors at all, but it had a powerful magic weapon that could not be used because its level was too low. He could only rely on the breath of the magic weapon to fake the power of a tiger.
Although the oil was exhausted at the moment and the combat effectiveness was almost zero, Ye Fan gritted his teeth and released a ray of consciousness, attached it to the Qingfeng Sword, and followed the pressure to explore the depths of Jiming Lake.
Jiming Lake is very deep.
Qingfengjian seemed to sense the danger and dived very slowly.
At the bottom of the lake where there was no light, Ye Fan's consciousness saw a ray of white light slowly wandering, which was particularly conspicuous in the darkness.
This white light group is not dazzling, but is very soft, even a little sacred. All the spiritual energy in Cockcrow Lake is absorbed by the white light group.
this.
He is the culprit who swallows the spiritual energy of the formation! ?
Before Ye Fan could see clearly what kind of magic weapon it was, the Qingfeng Sword made a cheerful sword cry and continued to rotate around the white light group, which was very close.
Then.
This ray of Ye Fan's consciousness dissipated.
