Real game world: I am gifted and I suppress all monsters

There were nine giant snakes as tall as mountains. Their huge heads swayed like water plants, and their black scales flashed coldly and glittered under the illumination of the swords.

Xuanyuan Changqing immediately understood that the poisonous substance was not a hidden weapon, but the saliva of these giant snakes. He immediately whispered, "It seems to be nine giant snakes. General Fenghuang, find a chance to take General Li away first."

The Fire Phoenix murmured and shook his head, looking foolish, with despair in his voice, "These are not nine snakes, but one."

"What!" Xuanyuan Changqing was shocked. "Hydra?"

"This should be the legendary Earth Dragon Nine Infants, with nine heads and nine lives. If we can't kill them all at once, we can't kill them at all!"

Xuanyuan Zhangqing closely watched the movements of the nine giants, "Is this also one of the ten demons?"

"No, the saint slew thousands of demons with one sword back then, but it was impossible to kill all the demons. In addition to the ones that were finally suppressed in the Ten Demon Cave, there were also some peerless demons that were not in Nanman at the time, and this Earth Dragon Nine Infants is one of them."

Xuanyuan Changqing clenched the magic sword in his hand. It seemed that the power of the Earth Dragon Nine Infants was stronger than the Ten Demons. Moreover, it had nine lives. How could human power contend with it?

In just a few words, the Earth Dragon Jiuying had already descended from Crescent Mountain and finally revealed its full appearance in front of the two of them.

An extremely thick snake body was coiled on the ground, divided into nine branches in the middle, with a head growing upwards from each branch. They were of different lengths and appearances, but the shortest one was more than 30 meters tall. Not to mention Xuanyuan Changqing, even the previous Zaochi was as tiny as a cat or dog compared to it.

This... this battle, how should we fight...

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In the destroyed city of Datong.

Huang Jing was stunned.

He is the nephew of Tianci's chief monk Huo Kaishan. He has always lived a life of luxury in Tianshan. When he goes out, there are people to clear the way for him and when he is thirsty, there are people to serve him tea. He is used to putting on airs. This time, it was mainly because he was dissatisfied with Chen Qingzhou always being able to go down the mountain to gain experience, and he begged his uncle for the opportunity. However, he has never seen any bloody scenes, let alone witnessed the death of people around him in battle.

Yuyan died and fell back softly in Huang Jing's arms. This scene left him stunned.

"Senior sister!"

In addition to Huang Jing, Chen Qingzhou and several other young disciples of Tianci were called out.

“Dad!” Yan Yuyao shouted in mid-air, “Hurry up and save Senior Sister Yuyan!”

Seeing his daughter's anxious expression, Yan Kang didn't ask any more questions. He used the "Cloud-Cutting Palm" to pull back Yuyan and Huang Jing who were hugging each other.

But at this time, Yuyan had no breath left, the bones in his chest and abdomen were broken, and his body was sunken.

The beauty is gone, and it seemed as if all the memories about her flooded into her mind at once. Yan Yuyao thought of Yuyan's care for her after she entered the sect, and how her senior sister always stood in front of her on the way south. She burst into tears.

Huang Jing was so frightened that he just kept saying, "Senior sister is dead...Senior sister is dead..."

Chen Qingzhou was also stunned. Although there were constant killings and countless casualties along the way, most of the dead were enemies. A fellow disciple like Yuyan was the first one to die. This once again reminded him deeply that this was a war and death could come at any time.

Yan Yuyao looked at her father with tears in her eyes, "Dad, save her, please save her!"

Yan Kang did not answer, but quickly took Yuyan's pulse, but soon withdrew his hand and shook his head helplessly.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Yan Shuai had seen it himself and knew that there was really no hope.

"Senior Sister..." Yan Yuyao pulled up Yuyan's right hand, which was a hand as soft as boneless.

"Qiao! Wen! Ruo!"

The Ice Beauty roared angrily, and the soft stone ancient jade in her hand shone with dazzling white light, and chopped straight down at the culprit who was killing crazily in the sky.

Yan Kang was a moment slower, then quickly caught up.

"Well done!"

Qiao Wenruo laughed loudly, totally ignoring the people under his feet. Seeing Yan Yuyao rushing towards him angrily, he turned around and swung an axe at her.

When everyone saw Yan Yuyao facing such a strong enemy with sword in hand, they all admired her courage.

But there was one person who didn't think so at all, and that was Yan Kang. He would never allow his daughter to make any more mistakes, and he immediately used the power of "Cloud-Cai Palm" to transform into two giant palms, blocking Yan Yuyao three feet in front of her.

The axe light arrived in an instant and chopped down at Yan Yuyao's waist. Although it was a chop at the waist, the icy beauty's slender waist was too thin to be grasped. The axe light directly covered Yan Yuyao's whole body. If it hit her, she would definitely be killed.

Yan Kang, who was following behind his daughter, suddenly exerted force with both palms in the air, and his ten fingers turned into claws. The two illusory giant palms in front of Yan Yuyao also exerted force at the same time, just enough to firmly grasp the axe light that was coming over.

The black axe light and the green palm print wrestled in the air, and Yan Yuyao took advantage of the situation to launch an attack. Although she was furious, she was after all a student of a famous school and was extremely talented, and was definitely not a reckless and impulsive person.

She discovered as early as when Qiao Wenruo just started to wield the Xingtian Ganqi that although this weapon was powerful, Qiao Wenruo's current level of cultivation was not enough for him to master it. Every time he swung it, he consumed a lot of his true energy, so the attack frequency naturally would not be too fast. Otherwise, everyone would have been killed by him without a single one left.

Taking advantage of the precious moment when Qiao Wenruo's axe light was blocked and he had no time to launch a second axe, Yan Yuyao used all her life's skills, holding the sword high with both hands, and the white light became brighter, stabbing straight into Qiao Wenruo's heart.

Although Qiao Wenruo could not swing the axe again, his skills were still there. He used his left palm and fingers like a knife, slashing swiftly and with just the right angle. If Yan Yuyao continued to attack at the current speed and route, she would definitely be stopped by his hand knife. Then he could swing the axe again and save another life.

Although the plan was well-planned, Qiao Wenruo did not completely rest on his laurels. After all, there were Yan Kang and other experts behind him. He also kept an eye on the movements of others, showing his meticulous mind.

Yan Kang saw through Qiao Wenruo's plan and knew that even if his daughter didn't get hurt, she would definitely return empty-handed. He immediately warned her, "No!"

Yan Yuyao heard her father's voice, but her eyes were firm, and she moved forward with her sword, just like Ding Fengtao who was performing the "lethal sword technique".

Chen Qingzhou was familiar with Yan Yuyao's personality, and he admired her actions very much. He tightened the Wanzhong Sword in his hand, ready to help her at any time. After all, Yu Mu fell asleep, and as his elder brother, he had the obligation to protect his sweetheart.

Ding Fengtao was dazed for a moment. This woman had such a strong murderous intent, but it was impossible for her to have learned the "killer sword art"?

In a flash, Yan Yuyao, holding the soft stone ancient jade, had already killed and was five feet in front of Qiao Wenruo. Qiao Wenruo's mouth twitched slightly. Everything was under control. At this speed and this distance, there would be no variables.

"drink!"

Qiao Wenruo let out a low shout and swung out his left hand. This knife chopped off Yan Yuyao's hands, forcing her to make a choice: either drop the sword and retreat, or end up like the woman just now, with all her hand bones broken!

Yan Yuyao witnessed the tragic death of her senior sister Yuyan. Normally, she would never choose to perish together with her, but she still held the sword tightly in both hands, showing no intention of retreating or dodging.