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Huangyan Poison Python is a hidden monster that is nearly at full level, and players who are hit will continue to lose blood due to poisoning.

Now, although Qian Hongfeng does not have a golden elixir, she is already at the peak stage of foundation establishment, and it is relatively difficult to deal with a Huangyan poisonous python.Fortunately, Qian Hongfeng has the memory of her previous life, and after many times of confrontation, she has a slight advantage.

Huang Yan's poisonous python obviously didn't want to give him too much gasp, so when Qian Hongfeng drew his sword, he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of poisonous mist.

Green smoke spread throughout the hall, and the place where the poisonous gas passed was corroded like sulfuric acid.

The long sword in Qian Hongfeng's hand was not a spiritual weapon in the first place, but under the poisonous mist of Huang Yan's poisonous python, it instantly turned into powder.Suddenly loosening her hand, Qian Hongfeng took a few steps back before listening.

Without the long sword in his hand, Qian Hongfeng and Huang Yandumang even further distanced themselves.In his busy schedule, he turned his head and saw the person standing still in the poisonous fog at a glance.

"Master!"

"Use fire."

The cold and deep voice was like water from a clear spring, after Qian Hongfeng exclaimed, it came to Qian Hongfeng's ears from the other end.

Although this sound was very light, it seemed to be a reassurance, which made Qian Hongfeng feel extra at ease.The heart that had been stuck in her throat finally slowly fell down. When Qian Hongfeng settled down, she threw off the sleeves that originally covered her breath. When the long sleeves slid down to reveal a white arm, her slender There was a flicker of flames on the fingertips.

The flame was as weak as a candle, such a cluster of sparks, Huangyan Poisonous Python didn't pay attention at all, it held its head high, and when it stood up, it could reach the top of the underground palace.

The roar was deafening, and the shadow cast by the huge yellow-flame poisonous python completely enveloped the two of them.

Qian Hongfeng was standing there, with a sneer slowly drawn from the corner of his mouth. He held the flame in his hand and slowly lifted it up. The giant python above his head opened his mouth to extinguish it with the poisonous mist he spit out. Unexpectedly, when the green poisonous smoke approached Qian Hongfeng, the sporadic flames in his hand suddenly turned into a big fire, and the flames illuminated the entire hall.The poisonous smoke was slowly melted under the roasting of the fire.

Yan Luo, who was standing on one side, saw that the timing was right, and immediately waved his sleeves. Accompanied by a gust of cold wind, wisps of rain extinguished the fire.

With the combination of ice and fire, Huang Yan's poisonous python opened its mouth and screamed, trying to spray out the poisonous gas again, but coughed twice but didn't spit out even a trace of smoke.

"Master."

Yan Luo was admiring his masterpiece when he heard Qian Hongfeng's extremely anxious voice. He turned his head to look, but before he could see the face clearly, he was embraced by someone who came.

Because of the rain in the hall, the hall was cold, and being hugged like this suddenly dispelled the cold, and at the same time, a wave of warmth spread from the limbs to the whole body.Just hugging like this, Yan Luo actually felt pretty good.

Because of fear, Qian Hongfeng hugged Yan Luo tightly with both arms, and Yan Luo was a little out of breath from being strangled, Fang opened her mouth to stop her voice, "Feng'er, let go."

Qian Hongfeng raised her head, and there was more innocence and confusion in her looking eyes.Yan Luo sighed, and continued: "Aren't you going to strangle to death as a teacher?"

With Yan Luo's words, Qian Hongfeng realized what he had done. He loosened his arms in a panic and stood aside.

"Although the Huangyan poisonous python has no poison gas, it is not easy to kill it. Feng'er, go on."

After finishing the words, Qian Hongfeng only felt that he had caught something, and felt that the thing in his hand was about to move. He looked down and found that it was a long sword with silver light all over its body.

"This...this is..."

"Broken Moon."

Of course he knew it was Po Yue, and it was precisely because the sword was Po Yue that he was so surprised.

The broken moon is Lian Qing's natal spiritual weapon. In his previous life, he only saw the broken moon come out of its sheath once, and that time was just before Lian Qing's death.Although the broken moon is not as precious as the top-grade fairy artifact of the white jade flute, the broken moon is connected with Lian Qing's natal life. Once the long sword is broken, Lian Qing, the master, will also perish.This is also the biggest reason why Lian Qing was unwilling to use Po Yue in her previous life.

Because Qian Hongfeng has always known that Lian Qing is a cowardly person.

But who would have thought that in this life, Lian Qing not only gave him the blood jade, but also gave him the broken moon.

There was a dazzling light on the sword body, and the sword body trembled constantly in Qian Hongfeng's hands.Seeing this, Yan Luo, who was standing by his side, raised his hand and flicked the sword.The broken moon that was about to move at first finally stayed in Qian Hongfeng's hands obediently.

"Master, this broken moon is your natal spiritual weapon, I..."

"You don't have a weapon, so is it possible that you plan to fight the Huangyan poisonous python hand-to-hand?"

"..."

Facts have proved that Yan Luo's words are correct. He really does not plan to fight with bare hands, at least not now.

"Feng'er, take the broken moon and kill the Huangyan poisonous python."

With a spiritual weapon in his hand, Qian Hongfeng's whole aura seemed to have changed. He held the long sword in his hand tightly, and his slender, white fingers passed lightly over the sword.He could feel that the broken moon in his hand was gradually communicating with his spiritual consciousness.

"Wow, foundation building! It's fine to cross the catastrophe in half a million years, but now there is a monk who has just established the foundation. Think of my majestic top-grade spiritual weapon, which can open up the world at the top, and shake the mountains and seas at the bottom..."

Qian Hongfeng: "..."

【88: I finally know why you let the broken moon go so quickly. 】

[Yan Luo: Hehe, I have never seen such a talkative sword spirit. 】

[88: It may be contaminated by the breath of the host...]

【Yan Luo: Wait, I talk a lot? ? ? 】

[88: Sorry, the system you are looking for is not in the service area, please try again later. 】

[Yan Luo: 88? 】

[Yan Luo: Brother 8? 8 Lord? 】

In her previous life, the long sword in Qian Hongfeng's hand was only a high-grade immortal weapon, the Celestial Halberd. Because the Celestial Halberd had been baptized in the ancient battlefield and communicated with him with his spiritual knowledge, the Celestial Halberd seemed extraordinarily taciturn.And he never thought that Lian Qing, who always looks cold and noble on the outside, would turn out to be a chatterbox with the natal long sword Po Yue in his hand...

"Hey, Kid Zhuji, Benjian is asking you something."

The veins on Qian Hongfeng's forehead twitched, and she replied indifferently, "What are you asking?"

Po Yue was like a stunned young man, caught Qian Hongfeng and said: "Look at your young age, how long have you been learning from Qi training to foundation building? Let me guess, it must be a long time. I remember There is a common saying that everything is difficult at the beginning, so this sword infers that you must be very, very difficult..."

"Half a year."

"Half... half a year?!!!"

The author has something to say: the depositor is gone, and the author, Tuanjian, has come back to publish the manuscript.

Today is still a bite of candy.