No, no——

Help, help——

The night was filled with screams, wailing, and begging.

Cough cough cough.

The white-faced fox crawled out from under the ruins in disgrace. Looking around, there were huge broken branches and leaves everywhere, and orange-red fires were spreading crazily everywhere.

What is even more frightening is that a huge blood leech head is sweeping around and devouring monsters whenever it sees it, treating the entire Three-Life Fox tribe like a cafeteria.

Bai Mian held back the tears of fear, while the head of the blood leech was still far away, he quietly got up and ran desperately towards the outside of the clan.

Perhaps she was scared out of her wits, so she turned around frequently along the way, and then she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the giant leech was not chasing her.

Boom!

But the next moment, she bumped into a tall and majestic figure.

As if he had hit an iron tower, Bai Mian felt dizzy and stumbled back several meters.

When she regained her composure and looked up, her pupils suddenly shrank and she was dumbfounded.

"No...don't kill me."

"Huh?"

The Bull Demon lowered his eyes slightly, and his golden eyes had a suffocating sense of oppression.

But after just a brief glance, the Bull Demon walked past Bai Mian indifferently.

Bai Mian was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of ecstasy flashed in his eyes.

That's right, the Bull Demon King has never seen her before.

In the eyes of this bull demon, there is no difference between her and other three-life fox demons who are running for their lives.

What a stupid cow!!

A sneer of disdain appeared on Bai's face, he turned his head and glanced, then his smile froze and his hair trembled slightly.

"You seem to know me?"

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the Bull Demon's mouth, and he pinched Bai Mian's head with his big hands.

"No...I don't know." Bai Mian denied.

"I am the thirty-seventh one on the Six Sword Pavilion Monster List. I have flesh wings, golden fur, and outer ridges. These physical features are obvious enough. As a three-life fox demon who is good at collecting intelligence, you don't even recognize me. This is

Isn’t it a bit unreasonable?”

The Bull Demon stared at Bai Mian coldly.

Too bad!

Bai Mian panicked, then gritted his teeth to calm down and pretended to be even more scared.

"The king is the Bull Demon King of Qinglong Mountain. This little demon naturally knows it. The little demon thought that when the king said acquaintance, he meant familiarity!"

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Niu Mo's mouth:

"Why do you think that when I talk about acquaintance, I mean familiarity?"

"I..."

Seeing the bull demon's playful gaze, Bai Mian realized that the bull demon's intelligence was far superior to hers.

Immediately, the Bull Demon whispered softly like he was giving instructions to an old friend:

"Go back and give Qin Hao a message. He mentioned that he has reached Montenegro. I want to meet him in person!"

Bai Mian's eyes slowly turned from fear to hatred, and then he cursed like an evil ghost:

"Bull Demon King, you——"

Bang!

Han Chen crushed Bai Mian's head to pieces and immediately stood up on his knees.

The time is almost up, and the Six Sword Pavilion Overhaul should be here soon to provide support.

"Blood Leech King, retreat!"

"Ha, so fast? I haven't eaten enough yet."

The Blood Leech King is still unfinished.

Han Chen didn't urge him anymore, but raised his wings and flapped his wings hard, rising up from the ground.

"Gan!"

The Blood Leech King cursed and hurriedly transformed into a giant Blood Leech Axe. Immediately, his body shrank violently, and then he suddenly launched himself into the night sky.

Snap!

Han Chen grabbed the handle of the ax in mid-air and rushed towards Qinglong Mountain.

The tribe of San Ming Fox goes deep into the hinterland of the Northern Alliance, and it will be a disaster if it gets entangled.

The whole journey was so fast that Han Chen let out a long sigh of relief when he entered the realm of the demon clan and couldn't help but slow down.

But at the moment when Han Chen relaxed, a flying sword wrapped in rolling thunder suddenly shot out from the clouds behind him.

Phew!

The flying sword was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the flying sword had soared to the back of Han Chen's head, and the tip of the sword had even pierced his scalp.

"Dense!!"

Han Chen felt a chill go down his spine, his heart pounded, and immediately the density of his skull increased crazily.

Boom——

Han Chen's head went numb and he fell from a high altitude.

The flying sword then fell and shot toward Han Chen's head again.

"Swallow it for me!"

Han Chen bit the tip of his tongue hard and forced himself back to consciousness, then activated the rolling demonic power and poured into the blood leech giant axe.

The blood leech giant ax activates into a huge blood leech head, swallowing the flying sword that comes from Biao in one bite.

Bah!

Immediately afterwards, it was like a thunderstorm erupted in the Blood Leech King's huge mouth, and then with a roar, the flying sword pierced the Blood Leech King's big mouth, and flew out with billowing thunderous sword energy.<

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"Niuzi, he is a sword cultivator at the ninth level of the Golden Core, and he is much stronger than the ordinary ninth level of the Golden Core. Run away!"

The Blood Leech King degenerated into a giant axe, and his power was severely weakened.

Feast——

Han Chen started the feast without hesitation, and his figure soared from three meters to four meters, with muscles all over his body tangled and veins bulging.

Immediately, he slapped his flesh wings hard, and his speed increased sharply.

At the same time, in the Sanming Fox Clan, an old man wearing a white Taoist robe and a thunderous light above his head snorted coldly and slowly uttered two words:

"White man!"

Far away in the sky, the sword energy wrapped around the Lei Liu Fei Sword instantly condensed on the tip of the sword.

Ding!

The tip of the sword instantly erupted with dazzling incandescent light, and then shot out a terrifying bolt of sword energy lightning.

Boom.

Han Chen spun his body crazily in mid-air. Although he avoided the vital point, a bloody hole opened up in his back and the blood flowed wildly.

"Zixiao!"

In the distant place of the Three-Life Fox Clan, the old man in white robes with thunderous light above his head spoke again.

Bah!

The thunder flow of sword energy wrapped around the flying sword suddenly turned into the ultimate purple color, and then exuded a terrifying pressure that made people go numb.

Feeling that the flying sword behind him was accumulating terrifying spiritual energy, Han Chen's eyelids jumped wildly.

Immediately, his heart skipped a beat, and he turned around in the semi-air conditioner, facing up to the sky, looking directly at the Leiliu Feijian.

"Death!"

The old man in white robe moved his lips.

Click!

The tip of the flying sword suddenly shot out a terrifying purple thunder sword energy.
To be continued...