New White Snake Asking Immortals

Just after running onto the top deck, the yellow-haired marten swallowed nervously.

In front of the steps of the pavilion on the crooked deck, the old monk, Xiao Shitou and the snake demon turned their heads. Even the sleepy wine bug looked at the panic-stricken yellow-haired marten, especially Xiao Shitou, who had just had a hearty battle, and his heart was like magma. He Mingluo is very domineering, and no matter where you look at it, the words "I am very strong" are written on it.

The fiery red eyes like lava are always staring, full of oppression. The yellow-haired mink, who is good at hiding and stealing but not good at fighting, pretends to be calm.

The old monk and his party can be regarded as blocking the bullet for themselves.

It's inevitable to feel guilty when you look at them face to face. These guys look harmless but are actually powerful and cruel. It's hard not to be afraid.

After thinking about it, I felt that I might be able to get over it by pretending not to know each other. It was the first time that the two parties met and there was no grievance or enmity in the past. Anyway, they didn't know the truth and details, so the calmer the safer.

As soon as the yellow-haired marten thought of a countermeasure, Feng Ying, who was holding a straight knife, chased after him and slashed three times in a row.

The thief could only run away in frustration again.

Xiao Shitou looked at Feng Ying and felt that the sword skills were somewhat familiar. The weapons and moves in the world were similar. Strictly speaking, the styles and artistic conceptions were different. The effects of the same diagonal slash performed by monks or gods and demons were very different.

Only a professional eye can see the subtle differences.

"Does it look familiar? It's very similar to your snake demon family. Unfortunately, the knife is too broken."

Xiao Shitou shook his head and commented.

The snake demon boy played a trick and sheathed the knife.

"The snake demon army is spread all over the world. It's not surprising that the sword skills spread. Anyway, she can't master the real... huh? Let me go! She is better at it than me! Are you crazy!"

The snake demon boy who has always been expressionless broke through the defense and exceeded the limit of the snake demon's expression.

Xiao Shitou was not surprised by the knife skills problem, but stretched out his hand to pat his partner on the shoulder.

"Brother! Do you know, you actually said more than forty words at one time! The last time you said so many words was eighty years ago!"

But the snake demon boy only has Feng Ying's sword skills in his eyes.

The three concepts of snake life were shaken to pieces. As a snake demon, he is not as proficient in snake demon style sword skills as humans.

The little stone and the snake demon happily watched the fun, which made the yellow-haired marten feel very lucky, and its pointed beak and small eyes showed a relieved expression.

If everything seemed fine, something would probably happen soon. The box was discovered by the approaching ship in a roundabout way.

When the yellow-haired marten, which was jumping up and down to dodge, sensed that it was locked by the Qi machine, its heart suddenly went cold. Now it was no longer thinking about whether it could keep the treasure but how to escape. Fortunately, the most powerful old man was dragged by the long face, and there was a big difference. Hope of escape.

He casually deflected the arrow shot by another girl and missed it. Although his arrow technique was accurate, his cultivation level was too low to cause any damage.

He took out a dagger to block the incoming knife, and quickly distanced himself by giving up restrictions.

He raised the dagger and took a closer look. The weapon he had finally stolen was actually curled up. He secretly cursed that today was really bad luck. The stolen treasure could not be saved, and even the weapon was damaged. All this was because of that crazy man. The smelly girl.

Unexpectedly, the girl was reluctant to leave and rushed up again...

"Are you done with that stinky girl?"

The yellow-haired ferret was anxious and angry. He saw that the mysterious young man had already landed on the deck. Behind him, a group of human monks wearing imperial official uniforms landed on the ship one after another.

The arrogant young man in rich clothes looked a little miserable. His clothes were covered with sharp cuts and scratches, his chest was dark as if it had been burned by fire, one hand was unnaturally bent, and many of the gorgeous jewelry he once wore were missing. The temperament is greatly reduced.

The young man glanced at the treasure box in the yellow-haired marten's hand, and then looked at the three old Huixians as if nothing had happened.

He raised his injured hand with difficulty and pointed at the box tremblingly.

He asked in an angry tone.

"Old monk, you said you didn't steal my things, but now what? Do you want to continue to quibble?"

The roar was particularly loud in the dark night.

"..."

Old Huixian, the three of them and the wine bug stood there dumbfounded, confused as to why the yellow-haired monster wanted to take the blame even though the thing was in his hands. Who knew what he had lost and what he had found.

Feng Ying continued to attack the yellow-haired marten, with no intention of stopping.

Yu stopped letting go and moved as far back as possible to the side of the ship. She had already seen that there was a pile of bad debts in front of her that could not be sorted out. Now she should try her best not to be implicated in this mess.

Xiao Shitou spread his hands speechlessly.

"Actually, we have no idea what you are talking about."

Who knows that young people don’t buy it.

"You are on the deck, and the treasure I lost is also here. If you didn't steal it, why is it here?"

"..."

Xiao Shitou wondered if he had beaten him too hard before, so he deliberately smeared him and stopped the snake demon boy who was about to kill someone. He stepped forward with a clenching fist and a cold face.

"Come, come here and I'll tell you why you're here."

"You must have become angry because of what I said! You dare to take action..."

Xiao Shitou and the young man started fighting again, and other monks surrounded Feng Ying and the yellow-haired monster. Seeing this, the yellow-haired monster sighed secretly that he really had no chance of getting the treasure, and if he didn't give up, he really wouldn't be able to escape.

Gritting his teeth, he made up his mind and threw the box at the imperial official, then flew back and glared at Feng Ying.

Without hesitation, he ran away quickly without looking back.

She crossed the side of the ship and left the deck, and looked back out of habit. However, her jaw dropped at the progress she saw. The girl did not continue to chase her, but rushed towards the human dynasty monk who caught the box with a knife...

The sudden change made the yellow-haired marten confused about the situation.

The official who had just caught the box had not had time to check the authenticity when he suddenly caught sight of the light of a knife from the corner of his eye and instinctively shrank his neck and stepped back.

The cold light passed by, and a soft and delicate beard stayed in place.

He touched his smooth and cold chin with his hand, cold sweat broke out on his temples, and he couldn't help but spit at the mouth.

The rain on the side of the ship covered her forehead and she didn't know what to say. Feng Ying, who was about to cry, was still uncontrollable and fought with other monks who came to the rescue. She also didn't forget to explain to the official who had lost his beard.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it...please listen to my explanation, okay..."

While explaining, he slashed and kept getting closer to the imperial officials, causing the monks to curse.

"Cunning people are full of lies!"

The endless battle became more and more fierce.

The monks of the Human Race Dynasty have rich experience in fighting and killing for many years. Some of them are close to the front and some are wielding swords or using magic weapons from a distance. Most of the monks block a few and attack, and the originally wide deck is extremely lively.

The monks using spears and knives surrounded Feng Ying and attacked fiercely. There were constant flying swords or magical weapons sneak attacks. The fight between the little stone and the mysterious man became more intense. The yellow-haired marten hid in the distance and watched the fun. It did not expect that it could provoke Such a big scene.

The monks cooperated skillfully. After a moment of melee, they found the opportunity and immediately attacked all at once. Flying swords, sharp blades and spells blocked Feng Ying's movement space.

Not far away, the snake demon boy who was confused about Feng Ying's expression was about to take action.

Old Huixian patted the snake demon boy on the shoulder to signal that he was not in a hurry.

The rapid fighting made Feng Ying dizzy. When he turned around, he found killing moves everywhere...

Feng Ying felt that she was finished.

Suddenly, Feng Ying entered a mysterious and mysterious state of enlightenment. It was as if time slowed down. He could clearly see the two-foot-long sharp flying sword, several poisonous needle magic weapons hidden in the dark, and the long spear that was close to Chi Chi. He could even see his surroundings clearly. All facial expressions.

Just when he thought he was certain to die, his uncontrollable body suddenly jumped up.

He twisted his body in the air and nimbly avoided all attacks. He kicked the man wielding the spear hard in the face and used his strength to do some somersaults and jump out of the encirclement.

Turning over, Peng fell to his knees on the deck with a sound.

Stand up quickly and say three words uncontrollably.

"Swordsmanship!"

Release the rusty straight knife, quickly make complex handprints on your chest with both hands, pointing two fingers forward.

Only the traces left by the cold light could be seen, and the stream of light penetrated the two monks in front. It frightened the other monks to tense up to protect themselves, and suddenly drew an arc to change direction, and quickly stabbed the official holding the box in his hand...