The red blood dragon horn Python did not expect that the speed of the two human beings in front of him was so fast that he was stunned. Then he saw Fengyu emperor Xinlan, who was tightly held by Tang junhou, with fierce eyes and a roar of anger, chasing after him with a bloody mouth open.

Unfortunately, it will never have another chance.

Although its strength can compete with that of the first, second and even third class of emperor saint, the opponent in front of us is not as simple as that of the first, second and third class of emperor saint.

"Dragon sword, no respect!" Ye Yunji takes the lead in cutting out.

"One sword, cut the flood!"

"Beidou, batian!"

"Holy Spirit, tianpo!" Gu Fenghua and Bai pangzi cut out at the same time.

"Nine days, magic thunder!" If someone else had just escaped a disaster, she would have no fear and even cry. However, Miss Luo, who was born with the aura of pit goods, would not be so vulnerable. When she landed, she would have recovered her peace, and she turned around and cut out with a sword.

Weng Yuanming recovered from his short-term astonishment, and at the same time he took out his sword and chopped it off.

Swords, like a rainbow running through the sun, are waving towards the red blooded dragon horn python.

"Poof" that silver star's shining single horn was cut off by Qi gen, like a fine scale made of fine steel. It also split several feet long wounds, and blood gushed out.

"Hiss!" The red blooded Anaconda let out a cry of pain.

Located at the top of the monster group, the red blooded dragon horn Python is no less intelligent than any other monster. Seeing the power of these human holy masters, he dares to fight. He immediately rises into the air and runs deep into the valley. Although the injury is not light, the movement is still extremely smart.

Gu Fenghua and others were really scared out of a cold sweat by it just now. How could they watch it escape easily with one sword at the same time.

If the sword was a little hasty just now, then everyone was ready to make the most of their cultivation.

Several blood arrows soared into the sky. With a bang, the red blood dragon horn Python fell heavily on the ground. After a few convulsions, it was silent.

"All right, it's OK." Gu Fenghua checked again with his mind to make sure that the red blood dragon horn Python was dead. He was relieved and put away his sword.

"That was close! Junhou, thank you very much. If it wasn't for you... "Luo en was careless again. When he recalled the situation just now, his heart was still palpitating. He gratefully said to Tang junhou, and at the same time, he rarely showed a gentle and sweet smile.

She is very clear that although her strength is much higher than that of Tang junhou, she can't compare with him in terms of speed. If he didn't pull her, she couldn't wait for Gu Fenghua and others to help her.

"It's nothing to worry about." Tang junhou is also a rare literate, and then the conversation changed, a face of arrogance said, "what red blood dragon horn python, but that's all. If it didn't hurt you, I would have crushed it to death, and you don't need to do it.

At that time, the leader of Yelang sect was so powerful that even Xuanji Emperor didn't dare to take up the fight. A little worm even dared to show his teeth and claws in front of the young leader. Hum

Looking at the arrogant monkey like face of the Tang shaozong master, Luo en choked hard. He couldn't say any more words of gratitude. There was still some resentment in his eyes: according to this statement, is Miss Ben dragging you down?

What is to open a dyeing workshop with a little color? What is to climb up with a pole? The Tang monkey in front of us is the best answer.