I'm just a goblin!

Chapter 100 Baiweng, Zixiao, Jinlong
don't, don't—

Help, help--

In the night, there were screams, wailing, and pleading everywhere.

cough cough cough.

The white-faced fox crawled out from under the ruins in disgrace, looking around, there were huge broken branches and leaves everywhere, and the orange-red fire was spreading wildly everywhere.

What's even more frightening is that a huge blood leech's head is sweeping around and swallowing any monsters it sees, treating the whole Sanminghu's clan as a cafeteria.

Bai Mian held back the terrified tears, while the leech's head was still far away, he quietly got up and ran wildly towards the outside of the clan.

Xu Shi was scared out of her wits, she turned her head frequently along the way, and only quietly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the giant leech hadn't chased after her.

Boom!
But the next moment, she bumped into a tall and vigorous figure.

As if hitting an iron tower, Bai Mian felt dizzy and stumbled back several meters.

When she regained her composure and looked up, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she froze in place.

"No...don't kill me."

"Ok?"

The Bull Demon lowered his eyes slightly, his golden eyes carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.

But with just a brief glance, the Bull Demon walked past Bai Mian indifferently.

Bai Mian was taken aback for a moment, and then a trace of ecstasy flashed in his eyes.

That's right, the Bull Demon King has never seen her.

In the eyes of this cow demon, she is no different from the other three-lived fox demons who escaped for their lives.

What a stupid cow! !

Bai Mian showed a sneer of disdain, turned his head to take a look, then his smile froze, and his hair trembled slightly.

"You seem to know the king?"

There was a cruel smile on the corner of Bull Demon's mouth, and he pinched Baimian's head with his big hands.

"No... I don't know him." Bai Mian flatly denied.

"This king is No. 30 and seven on the Six Swords Pavilion monster list. Meat wings, golden hair, and outer ridges are obvious enough. As a three-life fox demon who is good at collecting information, you don't recognize this king. What a shame! Is there something unreasonable?"

The Bull Demon stared at Bai Mian coldly.

Oops!

Bai Mian panicked, and immediately gritted his teeth to stabilize his mind, pretending to be even more frightened.

"Your Majesty is the Bull Demon King of Qinglong Mountain. Naturally, this little demon knows it. The little demon thought that the king's acquaintance meant acquaintance!"

There was a playful smile on the corner of Bull Demon's mouth:

"Why do you think that the king's acquaintance means acquaintance?"

"I……"

Seeing the bull demon's playful gaze, Bai Mian realized that the bull demon's intelligence was far superior to hers.

Immediately, the bull golem said in a gentle voice, as if telling an old friend:
"Go back and send a message to Qin Hao. When it comes to Montenegro, I want to meet him personally!"

Baimian's gaze slowly changed from panic to hatred, and then he cursed like a ghost:

"Bull Demon King, you—"

Bang!
Han Chen pinched Baimian's head to pieces, and immediately got up on his knees.

The time is almost up, and the overhaul of the Six Swords Pavilion should come to support soon.

"Blood Leech King, retreat!"

"Huh, so fast? I haven't had enough."

The Blood Leech King was still full of ideas.

Han Chen didn't urge him anymore, but raised his wings and slapped them hard, and stood up from the ground.

"Gan!"

The Leech King cursed, and hastily turned into a giant leech axe. Immediately, his body shrank violently, and then he suddenly threw it into the night sky with force.

Snapped!
Han Chen grabbed the handle of the ax in mid-air and flew all the way in the direction of Qinglong Mountain.

The Sanminghu's clan goes deep into the hinterland of the Beimeng, and if it gets entangled, it will suffer.

Speeding all the way, Han Chen heaved a long sigh of relief when he entered the realm of the Yaozu, and couldn't help slowing down.

But at the moment when Han Chen's spirit relaxed, a flying sword entwined with a rolling thunder stream suddenly burst out from the clouds behind him.

call out!
The flying sword was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning.

That is to say, in the blink of an eye, the flying sword had already soared to the back of Han Chen's head, and the tip of the sword had even pierced his scalp.

"Dense!!"

Han Chen's back felt cold, and he drank violently, and immediately the density of his skull increased wildly.

boom--

Han Chen's head went numb, and he fell from a high altitude.

The flying sword then fell and shot towards Han Chen's head again.

"Swallow it for me!"

Han Chen bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, forcibly regained consciousness, and immediately urged Rolling Demon Power, pouring it into the giant leech axe.

The giant leech ax activated into a huge leech head, and swallowed the flying sword in one gulp.

Whoo, whoo, whoo!
It was as if a thunderstorm had erupted in the huge mouth of the Blood Leech King, and then with a roar, the flying sword pierced the Blood Leech King's big mouth, and flew out with billowing thunder and flowing sword energy.

"Niuzi, he is a sword cultivator with the ninth level of the golden core, and he is far stronger than the ordinary ninth level of the golden core, run away!"

The Leech King has degenerated into a giant axe, and its strength has been severely weakened.

feast--

Han Chen opened the feast without hesitation, his stature soared from three meters to four meters, his muscles were knotted and his veins bulged.

Immediately, he slapped his fleshy wings fiercely, and his speed increased sharply.

At the same time, in the ground of the Three-Life Fox Clan, an old man in a white Taoist robe with a thunderous light on his head snorted coldly, and slowly spit out two words:

"Bai Weng!"

Beyond the sky, the sword energy wrapped around Leiliu Feijian's body instantly condensed on the tip of the sword.

Ding!
A dazzling incandescent light erupted from the tip of the sword in an instant, and then a terrifying sword energy lightning shot out.

boom.

Han Chen spun his body frantically in mid-air. Although he avoided the vital points, a bloody hole exploded on his back, and the blood was soaring.

"Zixiao!"

In the distant place of the Three-Life Fox Clan, the white-robed old man with a thunderous light above his head spoke again.

Whoo, whoo, whoo!
The sword energy and thunder flow entwined on the flying sword suddenly turned into the ultimate purple, and then exuded a terrifying coercion that made one's scalp tingle.

Feeling that the flying sword behind him was accumulating terrifying spiritual energy, Han Chen's eyelids twitched wildly.

Immediately, his heart sank, he turned around in the middle of the air, turned his back to the sky, and looked directly at Leiliu Feijian.

"die!"

The white-robed old man's lips twitched.

click!
A terrifying purple thunder sword energy suddenly shot out from the tip of Feijian's sword.

As a result, the entire night sky lit up with a beautiful purple light.

In an instant, the Zixiao sword energy swept to the position three inches in front of Han Chen's eyebrows.

That kind of sharpness, that kind of terrifying power that wipes out everything, makes people's teeth tremble.

Han Chen gritted his teeth tightly, his purple bull face twisted down, and immediately stretched out his big hand to grab Zixiao sword energy from the air.

"Break it for me-"

The demon power suddenly decreased.

Everything seemed to slow down thousands of times at this moment.

Han Chen's pupils reflected the purple thunder, his face was ferocious, and his big hands were slowly clenched.

The Zixiao sword energy slowly approached between his eyebrows, even the skin and flesh were torn apart, and the blood overflowed like a string of blood beads.

Ka Ka Ka!
In the next moment, the space was like a flat piece of transparent cloth, and a slight invisible distortion suddenly appeared.

But it was such a slight twist that seriously affected the spiritual energy balance inside Zixiao Sword Qi.

Then, with a burst of strong light, Zixiao's sword energy exploded.

At the critical moment, Han Chen used his arms and two fleshy wings to protect his face.

……

"Ok?"

The old man in white robe frowned slightly, obviously he didn't expect Han Chen to break his Zixiao sword energy.

Immediately there was a cold murderous intent in his old eyes, and he said in a cold voice:
"Golden Dragon!"

boom!
The flying sword outside the sky suddenly erupted with even more terrifying golden thunder sword energy.

These sword qi wrapped around Feijian's body, leaving a long-lasting golden light tail in the night sky, which looked like a long golden dragon flying down from the sky.

After feeling the even more terrifying power of the flying sword, Han Chen's bloody bull's face was twisted even more ferociously.

Hey!
Even if you die, I will destroy your natal flying sword!
Han Chen folded his hands with almost bones together in front of him.

Dense——

boom!
Massive airflows converged crazily from all directions towards the center of his palms.

But when Han Chen was ready to fight for his life, the flying sword entwined with golden thunder suddenly turned around and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"??"

Han Chen looked surprised.

……

Under the high altitude, the ancient battlefield stronghold of the Yaozu.

After the old ape who moved the mountain yawned in the underground chamber hundreds of meters away, he closed his eyes again.

　Students, just these two days, don't keep books!

　　I thanked my classmates with fists, and Sanjiang exploded on P.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)