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The seven hundred and fifty-eighth chapter: war curses the behemoth!

The seven hundred and fifty-eighth chapter: war and curse the behemoth!

Hanzhe went on to say, "The legend has it that the giant python transforms into a dragon for a thousand years and a dragon transforms into a dragon for five hundred years. Who knows? Just like the legend of the Suolongjing, it is hard to tell whether there is a dragon in it."

"That might be true," Long Lin shook her head. "Looking at your posture, is it possible to fight over?"

Hanzhe held Tai'a in her hand, the sword aura distorted the space vertically and horizontally, and the sword body she saw was hazy, "The battle that must be defeated should be indomitable. I don't know why, whenever I pick up this Tai'a, I feel, Fighting will live, and retreating will die!" After speaking, he firmly looked at the direction of the Snow Python in the tomb.

Looking at Hanzhe with a firm look, Long Lin sighed inwardly, "The sword of mighty power, what a mighty sword!" The movement in her hand did not stop, she drew the sword out of its sheath, and the sword tactics began to speak. The sword flicked across the blade, and Zhan Lu Jian was also glowing with a faint brilliance.

After making all preparations, Long Lin nodded towards the cold rut. He knew it, and walked forward cautiously. Knowing that the giant python was inside, cold rut didn't dare to turn on the bright flashlight anymore. The snake didn't like the light, even right. The light is very sensitive, so don't touch this mold.

I lighted two fire folds, coupled with the faint brilliance of the sword body, barely able to see the things in the tomb, coldly avoiding the body of the snowflake python, walking forward, and Long Lin followed closely behind.

If you can avoid it, you can avoid it. After all, you are not sure that you can fight this snowflake giant python. This monster has become refined, not to mention the folklore giant python is spiritual. Killing it will be cursed. Try to see if this curse is real.

Since I entered this business, I have seen a lot of strange powers, and some things are better to be trusted than not.

The atmosphere didn't dare to breathe, the cold rut was walking around in the tomb just to get around the body of the giant python. Long Lin followed the cold rut, and when the last two were about to leave the tomb, the cold rut stopped.

It's hard to get around in front. I saw the big head of the Snow Pythons lying on the road, and the two big eyes were staring at the two of them. The eyes were big and scary, and the eyeballs were a little bigger than a basketball. .

Fang Guan Yang Wudu: "Fuck, this f*ck, awake? Why are these eyes so big, it's scary!"

Going out black octave: "The big copper bell eyes, it feels like a joke in front of this guy."

What black do you mean by black: "The real version of the Anaconda disaster is about to be staged..."

The thunder in the sky shook: "This thing is sleeping, and the snake has no eyelids. You can't close your eyes or anything, don't be nervous!"

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In fact, the cold rut also wanted to do this very much, but obviously his dream was shattered because he discovered that the snowflake python had moved!

"Run!" Hanzhe yelled, and pushed Long Lin away. The Snowflake Python roared, the sound was earth-shaking, and the whole tomb was faintly shaking.

Hanzhe pushed Long Lin away, facing a huge snake head that was flying over, in a very dangerous situation. In order to get around the python, Hanzhe walked down the road, and finally walked right in the middle of the python body. NS.

The giant python flew over, dodged in the cold, and slashed with a sword, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and it unexpectedly made a sound of gold and iron when slashing on the snake's body.

The Snowflake Python took the blow and became angry. The snake's head slammed into the cold rut. The cold rut had to put his hand against the body of Tai'a sword and blocked it. With a loud "bang", the cold rut was knocked out. , Hit the wall and made a louder noise.

"Chill!" Long Lin uttered grief and indignation. He picked up the Zhan Lu sword and rushed towards the giant python. The giant python turned her head and flicked her tail. Long Lin slammed into the ground and fainted.

The water friends in the live broadcast room are all anxious to death, looking at this situation, they are anxious.

Room manager Yang Wudi: "Lao Han, how are you Lao Han!"

There was thunder in the sky: "Are you all right, anchor! Come on, anchor!"

What kind of black do you mean by black: "Anchor, hold on to the anchor, after holding on, we won't bother you..."

Going out black octave: "Anchor, come on, hold on!"

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The cold rut hit on the wall, he vomited a mouthful of blood. This impact, if he didn't put on the scale armor, I am afraid that he would be shot internally at this time, but it made him feel like his internal organs were like this. The fire is as uncomfortable.

Looking at Long Lin, who was fainted, she was also angry. The Yi Jing nourished her breath and yelled, "Laozi doesn't matter if you are a damn behemoth or something, Laozi will not kill you today. Last name is Han."

After spitting out a mouthful of blood foam again, Haoran's righteousness gushed out frantically, and he roared coldly, got up and leaped, dodged the snowflake python's tail slam, and hit the snake's head with a sword.

With a "clang", sparks flew again, the Tai'a sword slashed on the snake's head, and under the tremendous force of the shock, the tiger's mouth was a bit cracked, and the snake's head flew out again, the giant python. Then a tail drew over.

The cold rut rolled on the spot, avoiding the tail slam, leaping up and facing the snake's head with another sword, "cang", the cold rut was thrown away again, at this time the python was chasing closely, and the blood basin had a huge mouth. Da Zhang bit against the cold cheek.

When Hanzhe saw it, he hurriedly put away the Tai'a sword, propped it up with both hands, stuck between the jaws of the python, abrupt righteousness surged out, and gathered his hands. At this time, most of Hanzhe's body was in the mouth of the python. Hanzhe smelled the bloody smell in the python's mouth, and also faintly nauseated.

One person and one python stood in a stalemate. At this time, Hanzhe read the sword art again, turned his hands into swords, and cut frantically in the mouth of the giant python. Scarlet blood dripped from the mouth of the giant python, dripping on Hanzhe's face, hot. There was a stench in his blood.

Under the pain, he rolled on the ground with the cold cheet. At this time, the cold cheet was almost unable to hold on, and Shekou was getting lower and lower, but the cold cheet was left with two thighs still outside.

The cold rut became more and more powerful, his hands turned the sword, the sword energy was in the snake's mouth, and the giant python was cut and roared, rolling and twisting in this tomb, and the mouth was getting harder and harder.

The water friends in the live broadcast had already exploded. Seeing that the cold rut was almost overwhelming, they were all anxious to death.

Fang Guan Yang Wudu: "Lao Han hold on, what the hell will I do, I can't contact someone to save you!"

Born with thunder trembling: "Come on, anchor, you will do it!"

What black do you mean by black: "The anchor must hold on!"

Going out black octave: "Woo, come on, anchor, kill this force, woo..."

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In the end, the cold rut couldn't hold on anymore. At this time, he had only one thought, "Fight, Laozi will kill you if he dies!"

With his hands exerting strength again, following the python's blood, the whole person slipped into the python's stomach.

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