The Rainbow Crowned Python was a rare and ferocious creature. Not only was its skin invulnerable to weapons, it also had the strength of a dragon and elephant. Who knew how many martial artists had died under its coiling body. However, Hsu Fengnian didn't know that the Rainbow Python's sharp teeth were so venomous that even a Vajra Physique would lose consciousness. There were pros and cons to each step. At this moment, Little Tuoba and the Demon in Brocade Sleeves were confident in their victory. Hsu Fengnian, who had been concealing his Qi activity all this time, didn't hesitate to open the Golden Chamber and charge straight towards the Demon in Brocade Sleeves. He looked like he was going to destroy both jade and common stone. Little Tuoba was unperturbed and didn't have the slightest intention of making a move. On the other hand, the Demon in Brocade Sleeves' pupils contracted. The soil beneath his feet exploded and the Rainbow Python broke out of the ground once again. The Demon in Brocade Sleeves stood tall on the head of the Rainbow Python that was as large as a millstone. Looking down from above, the Demon in Brocade Sleeves' Qi activity boiled all over his body as he prepared to use the Rainbow Python's strength to block the final blow from this descendant of the Southern Dynasty. After taking five steps, Hsu Fengnian suddenly stopped and staggered. The Demon in Brocade Sleeves relaxed and sneered. The Rainbow Python had swallowed countless poisons, and the miasma it spat out could make an ordinary person faint and die. Even if you were a Vajra Realm expert, if you were cut by its sharp teeth and the poison seeped into your meridians, the more you circulated your Qi activity, the deeper the poison would go into your acupoints and bones.
Hsu Fengnian only paused for a moment, which should have been an obvious sign of exhaustion. The old man in brocade robes relaxed a little at the same time. Little Tuoba, who had superb acting skills, shouted a warning for no reason. The Colorful Python Embroidered Sleeves saw the man with the saber slide to the front of the Colorful Python in the blink of an eye like a fish. Taking advantage of the blind spot under the Colorful Python Head Raising Lamp, he made an unknown turn and then disappeared without a trace. The devil, who was not good at hand-to-hand combat, knew that the situation was not good. Hsu Fengnian, who had been twisting and turning in the narrow space among the herd of wild oxen, appeared behind the devil in brocade robes out of thin air and was about to slap the old bastard's back with his palm. This Stele Crushing Style was taken from a secret manual in the Tide-listening Pavilion's martial library. It had the aura of subduing dragons and tigers. When he practiced the saber on Mount Wudang, the secret manuals and ancient manuals he brought to the mountain were mostly sword and saber moves. Later, when he rushed to Beimang, because he needed to cultivate his will, he made a last-minute effort to learn from others' strong points. He no longer restricted himself to sabers and swords, picking up some of the best moves from the eighteen types of martial arts. With this Stele Crushing Hand, no matter how thick and heavy the stele was, it would be shattered inch by inch.
After Hsu Fengnian landed firmly on the ground, he grinned sinisterly. He wasn't flustered and exasperated. He was just a little regretful that he wasn't able to strike to his heart's content. He didn't look at the old devil who had almost smashed the python's head off. Instead, he looked at the man who was as strong as a lion and tiger. Using the Great Yellow Court's ability to perceive the heaven and earth, he didn't detect the man's concealment beforehand. He could only do the same thing as when he pressed his hand on Tuoba Chunsun's forehead and give up a great opportunity to inflict serious injuries. If it was a one-on-one battle, Hsu Fengnian was completely confident that he could win by slowly exhausting Xie Ling. But now, Tuoba and the other two were cooperating skillfully and formed a triangle with each other. He felt a little bit trapped in a death situation.
Although the colorful python embroidered sleeve master who was at the Vajra Realm wasn't seriously injured, he was still frightened and broke out in cold sweat. He turned around and said sternly, "Brat, you deserve to be hacked to death!"
Seeing that this valiant retainer who was far stronger than the old servant in embroidered robes had arrived in time, Tuoba Chunsun was relieved. He held his broadsword and clapped his hands leisurely as he praised, "Not bad, not bad. Your acting and killing skills are first-rate. Just now, you were able to make me draw my sword in a one-on-two battle. I'm sure you still have some tricks up your sleeve. Why don't you take them all out?"
Hsu Fengnian sneered, "If you want to pretend to be a big shot, you should at least beat me down first. Otherwise, what qualifications do you have to waste your saliva here? Interesting? "
Tuoba Chunsun didn't get angry. Instead, he smiled and explained patiently, "Originally, I don't like to talk nonsense when I kill people. However, be it spring bamboo shoots or winter bamboo shoots, since there's a plate of delicious food in front of me, it's normal for a customer to praise the color, aroma, and taste before eating. This is also human nature. I'll say this first. When you're stuffed into the sand and scalped, I'll definitely talk more nonsense. If my saliva and mercury accidentally drips onto your head, please don't mind it. "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and asked, "Since there's an expert embroidered sleeve master who can't even defeat a finger of Qilin Spiritual Master, may I ask who this big brother who is serving as a dog for the spring bamboo shoots is?"
The burly man narrowed his eyes and gave a concise reply, "Duan Bo Er Hui. I'll tear off your limbs later. "
Hsu Fengnian only stretched out a hand with his palm facing up.
Tuoba Chunsun twisted his neck and walked slowly toward Hsu Fengnian. He said with a smile, "Let me do it. It's not easy to find such an excellent saber dummy like you. I want to play with you slowly."
Tuoba Chunsun then waved his hand and ordered the horsemen who were as dumb as ants, "Qucha 'er, don't bother about these herdsmen. Go and open up the hunting circle. Guard the four directions in the north, south, east, and west. Twenty-five horsemen will form a team. If this young master is lucky enough to escape from the circle, it doesn't matter if you use your warhorses to ram him or use your lives to fill the gap.
Qucha 'er was really afraid that young master Tuoba would ask him to lead the horsemen to engage in a suicidal battle. Since it was just a hunting trip, it wasn't a difficult task. Immediately, he led one hundred horsemen and wandered two hundred paces away.
Tuoba Chunsun, the devil in embroidered robe, and Duan Bo Er all returned. They formed a tripartite formation and helped each other. They imperceptibly trapped this fish in the net and reduced the space for him to act.
Tuoba Chunsun, who had the advantage of time and place, began to run faster. He dragged his saber with both hands and rushed toward Hsu Fengnian. The saber was constantly surrounded by purple threads, vaguely showing the demeanor of a grandmaster.
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