Dominating Sword Immortal

Chapter 142, Marsh Killing

"Golden Silver Snake Grass!"

Looking around, the spot of the leaf dust was fixed at a dozen meters away. There was a gray rammed earth block. In the middle of the clod, a small grass covered with silver scales stood there, with a golden glow on the top. Fine and small.

"This herb is worth 50,000 gold, which is extremely rare. It can be seen at will." Ye Chen is somewhat surprised. The value of a herb is up to 50,000 gold. It is definitely a price, and it is made into a protective body. If it is at least 500,000 gold, even those who hold the Yuan Dynasty will compete.

Without any hesitation, Ye Chen’s hand, the golden-topped silver snake grass automatically emerged from the ground and flew to his hand, but he had not looked carefully, and the clods suddenly suddenly lifted up, and two holes were opened on both sides. The light of Sen cold gathered in a bundle and locked him.

This is where the earthen block is clearly a monster like a crocodile.

Oh!

The crocodile monsters broke out of the water, and the huge body of a dozen meters with a strong corrosion demon rushed to the leaf dust, and the volley opened the mouth of the fangs.

Ye Chen is not in a hurry, punching the kiss of the crocodile monster.

Hey!

Tens of thousands of pounds of giant force with the pure instinct, just let the crocodile beast fly a few steps, even minor injuries have never appeared.

"dead!"

There was no punch in the fist, and the leaf dust coat hunted and slammed again in the belly of the crocodile monster.

Hey!

This fist not only regained the thousand miles, but also contained the invincible edge. At once, the crocodile monster was brought to the opposite side, and the blood was stained with red blood.

I took out a black gold silk bag from my arms, and the leaf dust dug out the crocodile monster inside Dan, and threw it in with the jade box with the golden top silver snake grass.

The bag was tightly tied around the waist, and the leaf dust flashed and went deep into the air.

Nothing went, the danger reappeared.

From the two trees rooted in the swamps, flying dozens of horrible birds shaped like snakes but with wings, the strange birds screamed and slammed into the dust from all directions.

"lord it over!"

A fist banged out, the umbrella-like black light covered the shape of the leaf dust, and the horror birds slammed into the invisible wall, and they were all bounced out. They were twisted by the punches, the mouth bleeds, the wings break, and it falls into the rain. In the swamp, it gradually sank.

"Tianmeng ancient land is the inheritance of the ancient times. The environment inside retains the ancient form. The monster is also the ancient monster, and there is no tyranny!"

According to the strength of the demon, Ye Chen can easily distinguish that the crocodile monster is a four-level monster, the horror monster is a three-level monster, but compared with the outer monster, the monster here is terrible. The defense is extremely strong, and even the simple hegemony can not kill them.

The swamp did not know how big it was. Ye Chen had already walked for half an hour and still did not see the edge.

In this road, the ancient monsters of the raids are numerous. Just before, a small snail-sized snail monster sprayed a mucus to him. This mucus is not only very sticky, like super glue, but also with poison gas. If it is not the leaf dust reaction, avoid the breathing while closing the breath, I am afraid that it will be in the middle.

In the end, this snail monster was cut off by the sword of the leaf dust, and that is his first sword in the swamp, you can imagine the power of the snail monster.

Stepping on the branches, Ye Chen took back the leaning body and turned to look at the blackened flats dozens of meters away.

There is a broken stone monument on the ground, and the lettering on it is blurred.

Before the stone tablet, an iron stick was inserted into the soil, revealing only the second half of the length of one meter.

"Ok!"

When the leaves are bright and the iron sticks are undulating, the ordinary weapons can have no effect. He can be sure.

Is it a treasure?

Although he likes the sword, it does not mean that he will ignore other treasures. In the market, the quality of a lower-quality treasure is at least one million two gold. A good one can sell two or three million, the top is like a cracked knife. The next product can even sell four or five million.

The shadow of the shadow of the crane appeared, and the shadow of the leaf dust disappeared on the branch. When it appeared again, it was already standing in front of the broken stone tablet.

Reach for the iron stick and pull the leaf dust hard.

Bear!

The red-red flames skyrocketed and burned the trees next to them.

This is not an iron stick, but a black iron gun with a color of two meters long. The gun body has a mysterious spiral pattern. The gun blade is a quadrangular shape with a groove between the edge and the edge. At first glance, I thought it was a spiral flame burning on the top of the iron stick.

"The next product, a good thing!"

Leaf dust can feel the hot air flow in the iron gun. As long as the gas is slightly activated, this hot breath will spurt out and kill the enemy, but with the tiger's head knife and Lin Qi in the storage ring. Compared with the cracked knives, it is slightly inferior. The reason why the treasures are treasures is because they have their own power. For example, the tiger's head knives contain knives, and the practicing martial arts can exert great power. As for Lin Qi’s cracked knives, it is estimated that Almost, the power of this underpinning gun is a flame, and it is undoubtedly the best to cooperate with the fire system.

Holding the iron gun, the leaf dust frowned.

Such a large iron gun, where to put it, can not always catch it!

It is really inconvenient to have no storage ring!

Ye Chen shook his head and smiled.

A few kilometers away, four or five disciples of Zongmen scattered around saw the fire shining in front of them, blinking one by one, and plundered without hesitation.

"Someone is coming."

Ye Chen was ready to leave the body to settle, after a few dozen breaths, around him, five Zongmen disciples appeared, are different sects of different countries, one by one watching the rifle in his hand, the color of greed it goes without saying.

"Kid, put the gun down."

"Be yourself, don't you die."

"So treasure, you can get it, you can take it."

The five people slowly approached and wanted to get the first shot.

Ye Chen sneer, these five people are the peaks of the martial arts in the late stage, judging from the breath, there are three people who are quasi-public, two are male.

"If you want a rifle, let's leave your life."

There is no murderousness, no suffocation, and the leaf dust is sharp and invincible.

"court death!"

The nearest Zongmen disciple from Ye Chen shot, and the hand is a palm shot, and the size of the disc is pressed against the palm of his hand.

These are not worthy of his sword, Ye Chen holding a gun, a shot.

Bear!

The red flame burned through the palm of his hand and picked his neck.

Snapped!

The head flew out and the break was black.

"He has the best quality guns and they work together."

The other four people were shocked and shouted.

"act recklessly!"

A record back to the horse gun, the gun shadow is heavy, such as the mountains and rivers stacked, but it is the use of iron guns to use the iron gun to make the mountain peaks in the 13th sword.

The Zongmen disciples who came from behind were not close, and there were dozens of burnt black holes on their bodies, deadly on their foreheads, and half of the skulls were flying.

A shot stabbed a sect of disciple, and Ye Chen did not change his breath. The iron gun swept, and the red-red flame broke out, squatting at the left waist of the other person.

The card was wiped, and the man’s body broke into two pieces and fell into the swamp.

"Run fast, this person is not the general martial art of the late period." The two remaining people in this sentence understand that Ye Chen is not what they can provoke. Generally speaking, the same level of warriors holding the next treasurer can compete at most. The two are already the limit. It is impossible to kill three people with one shot. It must be as powerful as one.

But now I am running, late.

The slow point of one person running, the head of the dust was blown up by the leaf dust, and the other person was already a few hundred meters away. When it was too late to be lucky, I felt that the chest was hot and looked down. The tip of the spiral flame pierced through the chest and put him Nail on a big tree.

The big tree is burning, and the fire is four volumes.

Going over and pulling out the iron gun, Ye Chen said: For me, the strength of the son-level is not enough, you can only blame you for being unlucky.

Did not leave immediately, Ye Chen suddenly turned around.

"It's time to show up! Friends."

Hey!

A figure smashed out and landed on a stone in the middle of the swamp.

"Yes, holding the next product, you can kill five disciples of the same level in a row. If you can, I don't want to kill you, but you have to break your arm. As for the gun, it is my victory for Qiu Heng. How." The youth is about twenty-two years old, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strong suffocating body. A snake next to him has just appeared, and he kicked him into two.

Spike three levels of ancient monsters, very strong!

Ye Chen sees the other party's is not simple. In the Tianmeng ancient land, the defense of the third-level ancient monster is extremely strong. Even his hegemony can not be killed at once, but the other party is so understated. Without accident, this person The strength is close to the previous master of the diving dragon.

"Is it by you?"

If it was before, Ye Chen did not know how to defeat the other side, but now it is different.

The young man smiled. "The last session of the dragon list, I am the 75th. Unfortunately, the Qianlong list is only ranked in the top 72, but if I compare it with the ordinary martial arts in the late stage, you will It’s terrible to die, and those people can kill a lot when they raise their hands.”

"Now want to die and choose to live."

Hey!

The iron gun was inserted into the ground, and the leaf dust pulled out the cloud hidden sword. "One sword kills you."

"Hey, why are there so many people who want to die, rest assured, I won't let you die directly, I will tear off your limbs and insert them in the tree."

With a horrible word in his mouth, Qiu Heng’s right foot was gently placed on the stone. Hey, the stone burst, and his man had already volleyed to the leaf dust. The man was still on the way, and the fierce leg strength put the leaf dust nearby. The big tree was cut off at the waist, and the break was as smooth as a mirror. It seemed to have been carefully polished. Compared with it, the stone-breaking first-class was very far away, not at one level. This Qiu Heng is arrogant and incredible.

"One sword!"

Ye Chen did not react, shaking his head slightly, and a sword smashed out at random.

"What happened? My head can see my back." Qiu Heng feels that his body is far away, his eyes can see the back, and his goal has already been sent to the sheath and turned around. The weird feeling made him extremely scared.