Chapter 1817: Battle with the Flame Python Demon King (Part 2)

Chen Xuan struggled to get up, his face was even more cold and arrogant, and the pupils of his eyes were full of murderous intent as if there was a bloodthirsty beast hidden in them.

He took off his white shirt, and his bronze skin was still surrounded by green smoke. The scars on it were imprinted with his struggle for life in the dark blue mountains.

Chen Xuan's eyes were full of blood, and at this time, he looked at the Flame Python Demon King with a little mockery. It seemed that he was saying, you still haven't killed me, since you haven't killed me, then wait for death!

"Bold human, you are really looking for death!" The Flame Python Demon King's eyes no longer had the previous playfulness. This kid actually blocked his flaming tail? It was also extraordinary, but he also needed to be vigilant. He must kill him quickly and not let this kid grow up, otherwise he really didn't know what the result would be.

The Flame Python Demon King's bloody mouth suddenly opened, and the bloody smell in his mouth seemed to be able to block Chen Xuan's nasal cavity. But Chen Xuan's eyes were still so resolute, like a rock without any change.

Suddenly, a huge flaming fireball spit out from the mouth of the python demon king, and the fireball roared towards Chen Xuan like the scorching sun above the void. In an instant, the cave collapsed, and the cave that was about a thousand years old seemed to be a child's toy.

Bang! The earth and rocks seemed to be swept up by a heat wave and cracked from top to bottom. Suddenly, the fireball turned into a hundred or eighty fireballs and chased Chen Xuan.

And the earth and rocks swept by the heat wave seemed to have life at this time and forced towards Chen Xuan together.

Chen Xuan's face tightened and his pupils shrank sharply. What should I do? Is he really going to die here?

This strength is far beyond what I can resist! The green mist on Chen Xuan's left palm wanted to fight a trapped beast, but the heat wave quickly destroyed the earth fire ignited by Chen Xuan's fire palm...

Chen Xuan's eyes went dark and he cried out in his heart that it was bad!

Bang...

A white light suddenly appeared in front of Chen Xuan's eyes, as if there was a shadow of a white swordsman blocking in front of Chen Xuan, and a loud sword was like a white dragon swallowing and roaring at the earth and rocks.

Boom! The earth and rocks swarmed towards the shadow of the white swordsman like wasps. So strong! Chen Xuan was knocked to the ground by this powerful momentum at this time, and only the shadow of the white swordsman and the huge evil beast - the Flame Python Demon King were left between his eyes.

Suddenly, those flaming fireballs seemed to have become food for the white sword dragon. Under his bloody mouth, they turned into slightly warm sparks like food residues, and scattered into the air.

"What a powerful shadow!" The Flame Python Demon King was a little afraid of fighting. What was the identity of that human? How could this shadow body protection be so powerful?

"Evil beast! Don't you see who you disturbed! Why don't you surrender?"

The voice of the shadow of the white swordsman was as solemn and solemn as the morning bell in the ancient temple, but the sound was like a lion's roar. The might of the aura made Chen Xuan shudder.

Such a powerful force, who is this phantom? No! What is it?

"Hmph! Just a phantom... What powerful secret weapon can a Taoist master have? No matter what kind of monster you are, go to hell!"

The Flame Python Demon King couldn't guess the strength of the white-clothed swordsman at this time, but he had to kill Chen Xuan quickly. Otherwise, there would be more trouble!

Suddenly, another huge flaming fireball flew towards Chen Xuan, and at this time, Chen Xuan felt as if his marrow was being pulled out and his tendons were being peeled off even when he moved, and even breathing felt like he was in excruciating pain. He couldn't stand up at all...

If these fireballs hit him, he would definitely die.

"You're looking for death!" The white-clothed swordsman's eyes turned cold, and his face turned cold as he shouted at the Flame Python Demon King.

At the same time, his figure was as flexible as a swimming fish. The long sword just slightly touched the void, and the hundreds of fireballs of the Flame Python Demon King smashed towards the white-clothed swordsman. The white-clothed swordsman did not even raise his eyelids, but just gently waved the long sword in his hand, as casual as a mandarin duck playing in the water.

The sword intent in the long sword surged like the surging water of the Yangtze River, and the cold sword intent was like a broken blade. A cold light flashed, and suddenly all the fireballs turned into ashes in the void.

Chen Xuan widened his eyes and rubbed his eyelids several times. He almost rubbed his eyelids off to make sure that this was not a dream. What is this thing hidden in his body? If this thing wants to harm him, he will definitely be killed without any resistance.

Zi Yi's eyes also turned green. This strength is too abnormal. He dissolved the flame ball of the Flame Python Demon King with one move. What kind of strength is that? I am afraid it is not much different from his father? His father is a peak Dao Master!

Humph! The swordsman in white snorted coldly, then turned sideways and flew up. The long sword pointed straight at the edge like a fierce dragon out of the abyss, and forced towards the head of the Flame Python Demon King.

"Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!" The seemingly erratic eyes of the phantom suddenly became sharp, with murderous intent in the eyes and the cold light of the long sword. The face was as dead as the god of death, and the momentum was powerful, just like the terrifying ancient beast.

"Woo!" The Flame Python Demon King seemed to feel that the phantom of the swordsman in white was not as simple as he thought. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and before he could open his mouth to beg for mercy, the swordsman in white stabbed his head, which was as huge as the sun and the moon.

puff! The blood splattered everywhere, staining the earth with bloody air. The huge head smashed into the earth like a meteorite, creating a huge crater of dozens of feet.

And the figure exploded at this moment, and the swordsman in white completely restrained his momentum after the sword, and he looked like an ordinary old uncle.

No, this smell feels a bit familiar to me! Chen Xuan sighed secretly, could it be...

The flesh and blood of the Flame Python Demon King turned into a pile of brown rotten flesh, and a rotten smell spread across the ground, and then the rotten flesh fell down like snow.

The swordsman in white didn't even frown at this time, and Chen Xuan struggled to get up. But every time he moved, he felt heartbreaking pain. The swordsman in white glanced at Chen Xuan and raised the hand that was not holding the sword.

A white light floated into the sky above Chen Xuan's head like a loose cloud, and then illuminated a beam of white light. So warm! Even a person like Chen Xuan felt relaxed for no reason. Then my body felt as comfortable as soaking in a spiritual medicinal spring, and I felt that the wounds all over my body were healing at a rapid speed.

When Chen Xuan opened his eyes again, Ziyi disappeared, as if he had been asleep for a long time. When he opened his eyes, he saw the ice-like face of the swordsman in white staring at him.

Then he looked around and saw a room filled with white mist. No, this must be the space created by the swordsman in white. According to rumors, only those who have reached the level of Dao Master can single-handedly pull out the consciousness of a person who is weaker than themselves to open up space.

This white-clothed swordsman is definitely as powerful as a Taoist master, maybe even above...

Chen Xuan thought to himself.

But this kid probably didn't mean to harm him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to survive until now. But this guy should have some plans for him, let's see what his purpose is first.

Chen Xuan looked normal and thought secretly.

"Not bad! The Wind Blade Formation and Stone Formation that can avoid the big demon in the Demonic Core Realm can survive two rounds under the true form of the Flame Python Demon King! It's really not bad!" The white-clothed swordsman spat out these two sentences expressionlessly. When he spoke, his voice had no warmth at all like his face.

Chen Xuan's heart tightened. Is he praising himself or mocking himself?

"Senior, I..."

Just as Chen Xuan was about to speak, he was interrupted by the swordsman in white, and then the cold and ruthless voice of the swordsman in white sounded in Chen Xuan's ears again.

"Stop talking first! Listen to me, and you don't have to say anything!"

How domineering! Chen Xuan cursed secretly.

The swordsman in white curled his lips slightly and continued.

"Your qualifications have passed my test, and you have also passed the test of the other nine law enforcement elders except for me. So..."

The swordsman in white hesitated here and did not continue. Chen Xuan was not able to interrupt and did not dare to continue asking questions.

"So you don't need to know. Your qualifications are not accurate enough. Although I and the nine law enforcement elders recognize you as the only successor to the master, that is, our young master."

Although the white-clothed swordsman's words indicated a master-servant relationship with Chen Xuan, his tone was not polite at all, as cold as if it could freeze Chen Xuan's heart into ice.

Does this really mean that he regards himself as the young master instead of his grandson? Chen Xuan felt even more angry and unfair.

But the expression of the swordsman in white did not change at all because of Chen Xuan's thoughts...

"Your earthly relationship has not ended, and you will never be able to become our Lord. Our world is not what you can imagine now. Although you are considered by the Presbyterian Council to be the only Young Master, it will be in vain if you are not worthy."

The words of the white-clothed swordsman struck into Chen Xuan's eardrums word by word with arrogance, and even into Chen Xuan's heart. This made Chen Xuan feel angry and wanted to beat this bastard. Although he was his savior, he couldn't beat him...

That cold and arrogant aura made Chen Xuan, who had just been brought into a warm medicinal spring by white light, feel his hands and feet getting cold. This guy's strength was really extraordinary.

"Young Master... Since you are the Young Master elected by the Presbyterian Council, I will respectfully call you Young Master. But Young Master, please remember that before we are separated from each other, these two are just one title and do not represent anything. What. Still welcome..."

Chen Xuan was getting more and more annoyed by this white-clothed swordsman, and his expression became worse and worse. Although this swordsman in white calls himself his lifelong young master, he regards himself as his grandson! No! It’s the same instruction as a great grandson…

But Chen Xuan didn't dare to break out with him, otherwise he would die. He could only remain silent and sullen, who was so powerful?

"If you run into trouble in this world, you won't always be so lucky that someone will come to save you. Huh! Before you run into trouble, we will predict your situation and vote from the Presbyterians. Decide whether I should save you. If not, you deserve to die!"

"You will be considered lucky if I have to save you! Just be happy this time! If the elders of the Presbyterian Church hadn't seen that you, the young master, still have some potential... Humph!"

After the swordsman in white said coldly, his expression became even more chilly. Those sharp eyes like an eagle looked at Chen Xuan without any scruples.