Weird World of Immortality

Blood-scale snakes continued to shoot up in the blood-scale snake group, biting away at the purple-gold armor on Zhou Fan's body.

The blood-scaled snake, which was ten feet long, even tried to strangle Zhou Fan with its snake body.

It's just that Zhou Fan's body has a purple-gold flame rising up, and the German character knife in his hand is swung so hard that no water can penetrate, and there are blood-scaled snakes being chopped to death in front of him.

There was a blood-scaled snake behind him who wanted to bite him, but they were all burned into a scorched snake by the flames of the purple-gold armor.

"Brother Zhou, I'll help you." Li Jiuyue shook the golden long sword in his hand, trying to help Zhou Fan reduce the pressure.

"Don't." Zhou Fan shouted without turning his head, "Brother Li, I am enough alone."

Li Jiuyue: "..."

Li Jiuyue knew that Zhou Fan's fault had committed again.

There are blood-scaled snakes across, it is not easy for him to cross the snakes to rescue the people hanging on the tree, and those people have been controlled to lose consciousness, even if he can get rid of those people, I am afraid it will be difficult to bring people When he came back, he thought about it and could only watch it temporarily.

The blood-scale snakes died layer by layer, and the tail of the snake on the face and neck of the monk Fayue trembled even more. He did not expect this human being to be so strong.

He seriously underestimated the strength of these two humans, and the little golden snake in his hand kept making a howl that was not like a snake could, urging the blood-scaled snakes to attack Zhou Fan.

However, the purple-gold burning armor on Zhou Fan's body was too domineering, and the blood-scaled snakes were still unable to break through the defense, and they were scorched and fell to the ground.

His German character sword was suffocating so fast that it slashed more than a dozen knives in one breath, and every time it slashed, countless snakes were chopped or burned to death.

These are just the blood-scale snakes of the Black Tournament level, and it is easy for him to kill them now.

Urging the blood-scaled snake group to attack frantically only accelerated Zhou Fan's speed in killing snakes.

"Back, back." Fa Yue's body trembled, but in a short time, half of the blood-scale snakes died. This loss is too great, too big for him to bear.

The little golden snake whistled again, and the blood-scaled snakes did not dare to attack Zhou Fan again, cruising back quickly on the ground.

The ground in front of Zhou Fan was dyed red with snake blood, and he looked at the monk Fayue behind the retreating blood-scale snakes: "Why retreat, I'm almost exhausted, you almost killed me? Let the snake come here."

Monk Fayue almost vomited out a mouthful of blood. If he didn't step back, the blood-scale snake group would probably die. This strange warrior showed no signs of exhaustion at all. Do you really think he is a fool?

He glanced behind him again, the fight in the dark was full of all kinds of dangers, and the snake Buddha and the madman had not yet decided the winner.

If Snake Buddha killed the lunatic and came back and saw that all his snakes were dead, he would definitely not be able to spare him.

He whispered a few strange words to himself, and the blood-scale snakes scattered in all directions in the clearing.

The monk Fayue made up his mind, no matter what, he would try his best to keep the blood-scale snakes before the snake Buddha came back.

"Bastard, don't go." Zhou Fan hurriedly chased and killed the blood-scale snakes, and he slashed and killed one.

It's just that the open space in front of the temple gate is too large, and the blood-scale snake crawls at a fast speed, even if it is far inferior to Zhou Fan, but they have such a speed, and they are too scattered, Zhou Fan may have to kill.

Li Jiuyue was also attacked by some blood-scale snakes, and he had to draw his sword to kill the snakes.

Zhou Fan chased and killed more than a dozen, and then stopped, the blood-scaled snake did not dare to approach him.

He thought to himself that there is such a good situation now. As long as the lunatic is holding the snake man down, if the lunatic can't hold it back and the snake man returns, it will not be easy for him to kill the snake group so easily, so he must think about it. way to do it.

Thinking of this, Zhou Fan looked at the old monk Fayue who was standing on the edge.

The snake tail on Old Monk Pharaoh's face and neck shook violently, his eyes showed panic, and he turned and ran to the left side of the open space.

"You can't kill me the snake, so I'll kill you." Zhou Fan chased after the old monk Fayue with the knife, "You still don't let the snake protect you!"

The old monk Fayue originally meant this, but when he heard Zhou Fan say this, he didn't want to be fooled. He gritted his teeth and pulled out phantoms from his body, obviously with phantom-level speed. Can't catch up with him.

Zhou Fan also used the phantom-level movement technique, and continued to speed up and shorten the distance to put pressure on the old monk Fayue.

However, seeing that the distance has been reduced by ten feet, the old monk is still very stubborn and refuses to call a snake to protect him.

Zhou Fan was angry, and his body just moved in front of Monk Fayue in an instant and grabbed it with one palm.

Old monk Fayue didn't expect Zhou Fan's speed to be so amazing. He slapped the palm of his left hand and rushed towards Zhou Fan with a fishy aura.

But Zhou Fan was wearing a purple-gold armor, so the poisonous stench couldn't penetrate into his body and dissipate with the wind.

Zhou Fan changed his palms to fists, and his fists were bred with cold blue flames.

There was a bang when the fists and palms intersected, and the old monk Fayue was smashed to the ground and rolled several times. He stood up and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with a small snake.

He can't even hold a punch, is this person already a blood exchange section?

"If you don't let the snakes come to save you, you will have no chance." Zhou Fan walked slowly towards the old monk Fayue again, and a huge pressure hit the old monk Fayue.

"Don't be too shameless, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated." Old monk Fayue coughed up another mouthful of blood, his eyes were sharp, but he still insisted not to call snakes.

But he didn't try to escape again, but stood in place, because it was impossible to escape at all, he saw clearly, Zhou Fan wanted to kill him long ago.

"You say I'm shameless?" Zhou Fan put the giant knife on the shoulder of the old monk Fayue, "I have always been a virtuous gentleman, what kind of knife do you think I am?"

The old monk Fayue was stunned for a while~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He glanced at the giant sword, the red-black back of the sword was covered in blood, and the bright red blood blade.

"What kind of knife is this?" Monk Fayue couldn't recognize it, but he still asked.

"Stupid bald donkey, what do you see on the hilt of my sword? It's the word for virtue!" Zhou Fan scolded, "This is the sword with the word virtue, I, Zhou Fan, always convince people with virtue, otherwise you would have died long ago. "

On the other side, Li Jiuyue's sallow face turned a little red. He turned his head and continued to kill the snake that dared to attack him, pretending not to see it. Brother Zhou really made him feel too ashamed.

"..." The old monk Fayue really didn't know what to say, especially since he could feel the blood blade of the knife trembling slowly, as if he was excited.

"Don't try to delay time, let the snakes come over." Zhou Fan said coldly again.

"You're dreaming!" The old monk Fayue shook his head and refused.

Zhou Fan's face was slightly cold, the sword light swept across, and the left arm of the old monk Fayue was broken and fell to the ground, and blood spilled from the broken arm to the ground.

Old monk Pharaoh's cry of pain resounded throughout the night sky, and echoed in waves.