The moonlight drifts away, and large black clouds fall from time to time, covering the vast canyon.

In the valley.

Xia Ji and the one-horned white snake are fighting fiercely.

The boy looked calm, and the sword dance was almost artistic, fast, accurate and ruthless, with the least power, but it played the greatest role.

Poke, chop, flirt, sweep, and pattern! It is free and natural, reminds people of names such as the Saint and Sword God.

The moonlight was repeatedly chopped by the knife light.

The boy and this pale ghost snake were obviously not against the same level of strength, but they tied.

And over time, the balance of victory seems to be undergoing a subtle reversal.

In the snow.

As long as the pale ghost snake that is nearly ten meters long is hidden, it will be clear when it enters the snow.

But Xia Ji always closes his eyes and his heart is as calm as water, holding an unmoving knife with his body.

But the moment the ghost snake rushed out of the snow.

The sword in his hand will be extremely fast and meet the ghosts and snakes just right.

It's like taking action with great tacit understanding!

Slash.

Block.

Short sword against fangs.

Man vs. snake.

In the moon and snow in this mysterious canyon, the crazy confrontation, a brief stop, was immediately accompanied by a storm-like confrontation.

Bang!!

Another harsh confrontation.

Xia Ji stepped back, kicked his right leg and dragged it out a snow-white track.

With a smile on his face, the short knife crossed his hands to do a small round dance. This is a skill. Moving his wrists can also adjust his mindset and make the knife always in motion.

The blade repeatedly collided with the cold wind, making sharp sounds that were heavy and light.

The one-horned white snake "hissed" and spitted out a letter with a long arm, suddenly stood up half-stood, looking down at the prey in the distance, staring at it like a blind pupil.

Xia Ji had already entered the realm of transformation in the realm of transformation in one of his skills, and even the sword intent had understood the third level.

Think of the knife intention

He narrowed his eyes because it seemed that the "proof of the domineering master" was still there.

And at this moment.

The one-horned ghost snake looked up at the sky and roared at the moon, with a sharp and bizarre voice.

Hissing

Strange sounds came from the snow around the surrounding area.

It seems that there are many things crawling quickly in the snow.

The sound is getting faster and faster, making people feel a chill from the soles of their feet, spreading straight to their backs and the top of their heads.

Xia Ji did not hesitate at all.

He ran.

The sounds around him also adjusted their direction as he ran.

But this time, Xia Ji did not shoot, but punched.

The ghost snake hissed and spitted out its snake letter, like lightning, revealing its fangs and biting it directly towards its fist.

But the fist was extremely sensitive, or Xia Ji had already judged the snake's movements. The back of his hand flew across the tip of his fangs, bringing a trace of blood.

The snake teeth are the most poisonous. At the same time as it breaks through the boy's skin, a dark green spreads rapidly towards the boy's wrist, arms, and even body.

But the spread trend just now disappeared.

"Well, I'm really good. The fight just now actually gave me an extra 20 years of true energy, and this time I gave me another 5 years. I'm still 5 years away from being able to condense my true energy."

Xia Ji licked his lips, his figure flashed, and he held the knife, and slashed against the long wind, slashing towards the one-horned white snake.

For some reason

The white snake felt a sense of horror.

But it's not cowardly.

Because its companion has been called by it.

"Shit!!!"

Opening his fangs, spewing out an extremely thick green poisonous mist, and the one-horned ghost snake demonstrated to the boy who was rushing towards him.

But the boy's knife never arrives late.

Pull out the afterimage, with the sound of breaking through the air like wind and thunder, without hesitation.

but

at this time.

The snow has broken open!

Three fierce white legions suddenly shot out.

In the moonlight, the shadow has not arrived, and the poisonous fog has come, covering the sky and the earth!

Immediately afterwards, three bloody mouths suddenly bit Xia Ji with fangs.

But Xia Ji's sword castration did not diminish. He only had the target in his eyes. At this moment, he and the sword had completely integrated.

Only those who can achieve the ultimate skill can achieve the unity of swords and swords, and he has easily achieved it.

Not only that, a strange phantom appeared behind him:

It was a phantom wearing an imperial robe, holding a long knife in his hand, lowering his head and hanging his hair, his face was blurred and his black hair was burning, but the twisted black sun on his forehead was particularly eye-catching.

"die!!!"

He also seemed childish and roared like a young tiger, domineering.

Something seemed to be attached to his short knife.

The boy Xia Ji cut his sword to the end.

The phantom sword behind him suddenly burst out like lightning, and he slashed to the end.

The undefeated body of the undefeated ghost snake was directly cut into two pieces!

Poisonous blood sputtering.

But Xia Ji did not avoid or hide. With his left hand pressed, he directly grabbed the dead one-horned ghost snake.

The sword in his right hand suddenly swung a stunning arc backwards.

The phantom of the imperial robe behind him also waved out.

Just like the moonlight comes.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

All three white exercises were cut in half in an instant.

Red blood is everywhere.

Xia Ji hung his sword and felt the changes in his mind at this moment.

He is already familiar with the use of his talents.

They directly absorbed these four dead ghost snakes.

A redness in my mind.

Obviously, these strange poisonous snakes are not ordinary.

After all, can he get 1 to 3 years of true energy by spewing poisonous mist? Can he be an ordinary snake?

Although it is much worse than the true energy that can be thousands of times in the previous life, it is already quite good at this moment.

Feel the latest state in my mind.

Xia Ji only felt that his meridians were running through, the true energy was gurgling, and a golden pill was formed in the abdomen. This is the true essence.

In an hour, he had reached the peak of the True Yuan Realm and became the "those masters at the peak of the True Yuan Realm" mentioned by Tang Ying.

"Well, each snake only provides me with 15 years of true energy, which is pretty good. Now I have 110.2 years of true energy. The harvest tonight is OK, but it's still too weak."

Xia Ji pinched his fist, and a muffled thunder blew out of his palm.
To be continued...