A man and a snake fought fiercely in the underground cave, accompanied by a rumbling sound. Sand and stones were flying everywhere, and plants and trees were flying everywhere.
Smoke and dust soared to the sky and almost covered half of the cave. Zuo Zhicheng's clothes were already in tatters. However, the Serpent King's body was suffering from severe frostbite. Its speed and strength were only seventy percent of what it was at the beginning.
Finally, after a final roar, the Hell King Snake's body crazily darted out and drilled into the tunnel.
It was about to escape.
Seeing half of the Serpent King's body was in the tunnel, Zuo Zhicheng wielded his sword and stabbed towards the Serpent King's tail. Along with the stab, there was a sharp whistle in the air. The speed of the stab was so fast that it was like a flash of lightning in the sky. The whistle in the air was reflected back and forth in the cave.
It was so fast that it was like a white rainbow piercing the sun or a comet attacking the moon.
In the eyes of ordinary people, it was as fast as lightning. However, in the Serpent King's perception, it was so cold that it could freeze everything and end the world. It was sweeping towards its body.
At the same time, there was a sharp whistle in the air. It was like a clap of thunder in the sky. It was even louder and scarier than the thunder during a thunderstorm.
The Finger Flicking Ice Thunder of the Sword of Ice Thunder was derived from the meaning of winter thunder. It was said that the Heavenly Winter Thunder would shake the earth. The natural phenomenon of winter thunder was thought to be ominous since ancient times. It was a punishment from heaven and a sign that chaos was coming.
The Finger Flicking Ice Thunder was derived from the meaning of winter thunder. It had the cruelty of winter and the majesty of thunder.
Between the sword and the lightning, the mental power on the Hell Serpent King's body exploded. Even the mental image of the black flames on the surface of his body, the Black Fear Hell, disappeared completely. The injuries on his body were even more terrifying. He felt as if his blood had frozen and stopped flowing.
An astonishing scream came out from the cave, followed by a scene of rocks rolling down the mountain, and the earth quaking.
…
A woman dressed in red satin clothes, but her entire body was covered in dirt and grime. She was moving quickly through the forest.
Her face looked very charming, and her skin was as tender as white jade. However, the shoe on one of his feet had already fallen off, so he could only advance barefoot in the forest. It could be seen that her skin was well maintained, and her white and tender feet looked almost like an oversized baby's.
However, after walking in the forest for a long time, even a random leaf could leave a red mark on his delicate skin. The soles of her feet were covered with wounds and frostbite from the winter.
However, even though her feet were in constant pain and her lips were almost purple from the cold, her eyes were still filled with determination. She gritted her teeth and walked forward step by step.
He could even see the tears that had yet to dry at the bottom of her eyes, and there were even teardrops that were swirling in her eyes.
Her name was Han Saier, a member of the Shadow Corps.
'Senior Brother and the others are all dead.'
'I must survive!'
'I must survive!'
Ever since she was a child, she had been doted on by everyone. Even after she joined the Shadow Corps, her superiors and seniors had always taken good care of her. Basically, they only let her do some simple tasks.
Therefore, although her martial arts were not bad, she lacked experience in the martial arts world and also lacked ruthlessness.
Originally, when the Shadow Corps and the Underworld Sect clashed, although she had been sent to the New Continent as reinforcements, she had only been at the outermost area, where the Underworld Sect's influence was the weakest.
However, who would have thought that she would actually encounter the Underworld Sect's main expert here?
Han Saier's companions, seniors, and seniors had already fought to the death in order to save her. She had risked her life to escape alone, but there were still pursuers following closely behind. She had not rested for a very long time. If it had not been for the earthquake that had just happened, she would have almost been caught.
However, no matter how tired or bitter she was, it could not compare to the pain in her heart. She hated herself for being weak.
Why did she spend so much time dressing up? Why did she wear such beautiful but cumbersome clothes? Why didn't she spend more time practicing martial arts? Why didn't she spend more time learning how to fight in the wild and survive in the mountains?
Just then, a soft sound rang out not far behind her.
A hint of fear flashed in her eyes. Ignoring the fatigue and pain in her body, she ran frantically. All kinds of stones and branches scratched the soles of her delicate feet, leaving red wounds.
She frowned and could not help but slow down a little. However, when she thought of the fate of her seniors falling into the hands of the enemy, and the despair and emptiness in their eyes, she gritted her teeth and accelerated again.
This also caused the wounds on her feet to expand and burst open.
Suddenly, she let out a cry of surprise. Her whole body missed a step and she had already rolled down a small slope.
This fall almost caused her body to fall apart. She turned over in a daze, but Han Saier let out another scream.
In front of her was the body of a giant snake with a diameter of three to four meters. The giant snake curled up and lay in front of Han Saier as if it was dead. But even so, the other party's body still looked as big as a small hill.
At the same time as she screamed, Han Saier had already covered her mouth.
She glanced around and found a man sitting cross-legged in front of the giant snake. The man had long hair and wore an eye mask. His body looked very strong, but his face was pale. He seemed to be injured.
Just then, another soft sound came from the slope. Han Saier turned her head and several black shadows slowly appeared.
…
In an open space in the forest, there were all kinds of corpses everywhere. Blood spilled on the ground, almost forming a small pool.
The leader of the black-clothed men was a big man with braids. This braided man used his hand to hold the chin of a woman in front of him. He squeezed it a little, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.
"Good martial arts? I like women with good martial arts the most. "
This woman's appearance was quite beautiful, especially since she practiced martial arts all year round. She had a pair of slender and straight legs. In addition, her body was tied up with ropes, and the lines of her breasts and buttocks were especially prominent. Seeing this, the braided man's heart itched unbearably.
"Pei!"
The woman coldly glared at him, spitting saliva on his cheek. Her companions had all been killed. The other party had left her alone just to humiliate her.
With a slap, the braided man directly left a red mark on her face. He wiped off the saliva and sneered, "I hope you're still so energetic tonight. When your companions are sent over, I'll fight the two of you alone … hehehehe. "
Just then, several black-clothed men rushed over from the distance. One of them was carrying Han Saier in red on his back.
Seeing this scene, the tied up woman showed a look of despair.
"Let her go! I'll accompany you tonight! Do whatever you want! "
Hearing this, the braided man laughed loudly, "Why would I use one when I can use two? Not only me, but all my brothers also want to use one. "
The surrounding men in black all burst into laughter. They looked at Han Saier and the tied up woman with a strange look in their eyes.
However, one of the black-clothed men who captured Han Saier came to the braided man's side and reported, "Sir, we just saw …"
"The earthquake just now might have been caused by them."
"An expert fought with an ancient beast, and both sides were injured?" The braided man's eyes were full of excitement. He said excitedly, "Come, all of you, follow me. How much psionic food can be made from such a huge ancient beast? And that man who can fight with an ancient beast must be an expert. Capture him and torture him to force him to hand over all his martial arts. "
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