Chapter 527

"Amitabha, who is coming!" The monk whispered in the direction of the bamboo flute.

But his voice fell, and no one answered, but the sound of the bamboo flute was getting closer and closer, and the sound of "rustling" was more dense.

"Snake!" Shen Feng whispered, because they are all masters of internal Qi cultivation, they can see things at night.

A poisonous snake about one meter long and spitting Xinzi appeared in front of the two. The snake was black, which Shen Feng had never seen before.

"Brush!" With a sound of, the cold flash of the heavenly demon ring flashed in his hand, and the Baizhan knife appeared in his hand. As long as the poisonous snake dared to rush up, it would be killed in an instant.

Then, the sound of the bamboo flute sounded again, "hissing..." hundreds of the same poisonous snakes completely surrounded Shen Feng and the monk.

The monk looked at those dense poisonous snakes that made people's scalp numb. He immediately changed his face and said, "there is no hatred between our Lingyin Temple and the poisonous dragon sect. Why come to our Zhongling mountain."

"Well said, don't you think we elder Liu died in vain!" Not far from the tree came a voice of scorn.

The monk frowned and said, "I'm merciful in Lingyin Temple. There must be some misunderstanding here."

"Misunderstanding, you high sounding bald donkeys, those who killed us say it's a misunderstanding. Can I still blame everything?" Another low voice came. A middle-aged man in black came out from behind a tree from afar and looked at Shen Feng coldly.

The Wuxiang in this population is the monk who gave Shen Feng a sense of relic. He is also the younger martial brother of master Wuwen.

Shen Feng frowned when he saw the man appear. Obviously, the poisonous dragon sect didn't come alone. At least the woman who just spoke hasn't appeared.

Seeing that the visitor was not good, and that he and Shen Feng were surrounded by poisonous snakes, the monk said, "martial uncle Wuxiang is in the temple. Let's go back to the temple."

"What a cunning monk, do you want me to release you now and go back to the temple with you and be besieged by a group of bald donkeys?" The middle-aged man sneered.

"Benefactor, please speak with respect." The monk frowned.

"I only respect people who are better than me!" The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "go!"

As his voice fell, "hiss, hiss..." all the black poisonous snakes rushed up.

"Be careful!" When the monk saw this, he gave a low cry. He held his palm with one hand, and the Qi in the palm surged out, forming seven or eight poisonous snakes that were attacked by the palm wind.

This is the monk's internal Qi cultivation, which is already a congenital state, and it is hit with all its strength. The power of a palm can not be underestimated. It was lifted out before the poisonous snake approached him.

Although these poisonous snakes are highly poisonous, they are only slightly stronger than ordinary snakes. Under this palm, their internal organs will be broken and killed.

The poisonous snake killed by this palm was just the tip of the iceberg. Other poisonous snakes continued to pounce from all directions, and the monk was immediately in danger.

"Fierce blade half moon chop!"

"Miso!" With a sound of, the hundred battles in Shen Feng's hand suddenly came out of the scabbard. At the same time, the blade suddenly turned red. A burning breath burst out from the blade, and then the red blade quickly crossed in the air, and a bright half moon cut came out.

"Brush!" As soon as the knife went down, the poisonous snakes were cut in two.

After those poisonous snakes fell to the ground, their bodies burned instantly.

"What!" The middle-aged man didn't expect that Shen Feng was so fierce and stronger than the monk.

"Hiss, hiss..." the poisonous snake continued to rush like a tide. The Baizhan knife in Shen Feng's hand flew up and down. No poisonous snake could get close to him within one meter.

In a twinkling of an eye, those poisonous snakes lost nearly a third.

"Wuwuwuwu..." a burst of bamboo flute came again. When the poisonous snakes heard the bamboo flute, they immediately stopped attacking.

Although Shen Feng's defense was tight, the monk was attacked by a poisonous snake and bit on his leg.

The monk did not hesitate, "stab." With a sound, he pulled a piece of cloth from his body and tied his legs firmly to avoid the spread of poisonous blood.

But even so, the monk's face and lips were blackened, which was obviously poisoned.

"Who dares to intervene in the affairs of the poisonous dragon sect!" The woman's voice came again.

"Sorry, although I don't know which poisonous dragon sect is, I just like to meddle in other people's affairs." Facing the direction of the voice, Shen Feng said in a deep voice, "hand over the antidote. Let's discuss everything."

"I have the antidote here, but it depends on whether you can get it." The woman continued.

"Really? Then don't blame me. " Shen Feng's mouth flashed a evil smile and rushed up to the place where the sound came.

Shen Feng didn't wait to take a few steps, "brush!" The middle-aged man's hand flashed past, and a bright silver snake dart directly attacked Shen Feng's back heart.

"Bang!" With a sound of, the Baizhan knife waved and cut out, and a dazzling fire burst out in the air. The snake dart was instantly hit and flew, and even disappeared into the tree trunk not far away.

Although Shen Feng shot the snake dart away with this knife, he obviously felt a huge anti shock force on the blade.

"What a strong cultivation of internal Qi." Shen Feng looked at the middle-aged man and was surprised in his heart.

The middle-aged man also frowned. From the fight just now and Shen Feng's performance, he also saw Shen Feng's unusual.

"If you want to move our young lady, pass me first!" The middle-aged man whispered.

"Brush!" With a sound of, the cold light in the middle-aged man's hand flashed again, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

"Internal Qi turns into martial arts, and congenital perfection!" Shen Feng looked at the long sword and his eyes sank.

"Boy, you know a lot, but you should be careful next!" The middle-aged man gave a cold drink, and the long sword attacked Shen Feng at an extremely tricky angle. There was a strong internal Qi attached to the sword.

Shen Feng looked at the middle-aged man's moves, and a trace of fine light flashed through his eyes. "You should be careful, right?"

A dark red evil spirit seeped out from the corners of his eyes, and Shen Feng's face immediately showed a ferocious color. The evil spirit continued to spread towards his hands and the body of the knife, and a violent breath burst out.

"Evil spirit, people of the demon sect!" The middle-aged man was surprised when he saw Shen Feng's change.

Although his face was surprised, the attack in his hand was not weak at all, and even increased his strength.

"Stop." The voice scolded