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Chapter 276

The moment he was targeted by this monster, the bandits looked like earth. Even Luo Wanxiang, who had the most confidence in him, did not think that Tangcheng could compete with such a majestic monster.

In the eternal legend of the Tungut Desert, the sand python is five feet long, with a head as big as a washbasin, and its teeth as long as a dagger. It can swallow a goat in one bite.

Although this creature is terrifying, it may not be able to resist it with Tang Cheng's peerless kung fu. However, its size now far exceeds everyone's psychological expectations. It is fifteen feet long and wide, and it stretches out flat, not inferior to the entire camel fleet.

The reason why I wanted to escape without anyone else was because the horse and camel fell to the ground with weak legs and could not move at all. If I only rely on two thick black-haired thighs, even Luo Wanxiang, who is the best light skills, would not think that he could escape the pursuit of the sand python. Moreover, without clear water and supplies, running in this desert is a dead end.

At this time, Tang Cheng slowly walked out, feeling deeply moved. He did not expect that the sand python was so huge that it was so huge that the horse bandit was no match for it, which made most of his previous calculations fail.

Tang Cheng originally wanted to use the horse bandits as a guise to avoid the eyes of all monks and directly enter the center of the desert. The most important point is that Tang Cheng's performance cannot be too evil, otherwise, those monks are not fools.

It is a fantasy to fight a demon python alone in the martial arts world. Those monks are not idiots, so how could they not see the problem? But if a group of people take action together, the chance of Tang Cheng being discovered will be countless times smaller. Although the plan failed, Tang Cheng was not ready to give up.

After taking ten feet in one step, within two or three steps, Tang Cheng had already arrived before the sand python. Tang Cheng, who suppressed his own strength, did not take this reptile seriously. If he slightly released the aura of his Yuandan realm, the monster would be scared to escape.

With a finger of the iron rod, Tang Cheng hooked his fingers, and his attitude was extremely contemptuous. At this time, Li Dazui discovered that his precious weapon had disappeared inexplicably.

The sand python has a bad temper and cannot withstand teasing at all. Seeing that Tang Cheng's tiny insects dared to sway in front of him, he was extremely angry and raided and rushed forward like a sharp arrow.

The sand python has no poisonous fangs. It has two methods to fight the enemy. One is spiral strangulation. Its terrifying muscles and bones can squeeze steel into mud. Even if a monk in the Qi training stage is accidentally entangled by it, he will die in a miserable state;

The second is the terrifying quicksand. It can rely on its magic instinct, and the sand python can build a piece of quicksand ten feet in a radius. After stolen the enemy into the quicksand, the sand python dug it out and enjoyed it slowly.

If a cultivator in the Qi training stage who does not have the ability to fly will have a headache when encountering this kind of spell. However, the sand python does not have the means of long-range attacks. As long as the cultivator in the Qi training stage uses various talisman techniques, it will always kill it bit by bit.

Tang Cheng could not reveal his own cultivation, so he could only resist. Facing the fierce momentum of the sand python, Tang Cheng shook the iron rod and easily picked it under the jaw of the sand python.

The sand python was struck by lightning, and the python head, which was narrow in front and wide in the back, was actually lifted up, and the slender python body rose like a pillar of the sky. Tang Cheng suddenly turned around and shouted to the horse thieves: "A mere snake has scared you to pee your pants! What is the northwest hero who you usually boast about yourself, what do you look like?"

When the sand python reached the middle, Tang Cheng swept out his iron rod and even arched the sand python in the waist. Of course, Tang Cheng knew that he had not killed the sand python with one stick. Of course, secret injuries were indispensable.

Seeing that Tang Cheng was so brave, Ma Fei suddenly had a cognitive error, thinking that the sand python was just like this, and his face was red and his neck was thick and ashamed of his own performance.

The atmosphere was at first suppressed, and then it rose wildly. The bandits howled one after another, drew their swords and rushed forward. Fortunately, Luo Wanxiang was still a little awake, so he quickly called a few people to stop them and they watched the horses and camels.

The power of the sand python was beyond Tang Cheng's expectations. The stick only caused him to suffer a slight injury. In an instant, the sand python made a comeback. However, as the saying goes, one's mistakes lead to wisdom, the sand python did not dare to rush over in a big way, but hovered into a ball, leaving only the python head raised high and stared at everyone.

Around the sand python, the quicksand traps slowly sucked the fine sand down like funnels. The bandits rushed forward and the Sky Harrier rushed as fast as possible. He couldn't wait to make a contribution to get a demon scorpion shield.

Moreover, the python skin of this sand python can be made into light leather armor. If he has made a lot of contributions or can be the first to receive it, it would be a very respectable thing.

However, he stepped on the air and stepped into the sand nest. The funnel-like quicksand suddenly became extremely fast. Even though the Jitian Harrier had used his light skills to improve his energy, he still fell into the yellow sand involuntarily.

Suddenly, the Zantian Harrier stopped struggling. He had been walking in the desert for a long time, and he knew very well that the more he shook in the quicksand, the faster he fell.

Tang Cheng flew past, and a long stick pierced into the armpit of the Sky Harrier, picked him out, shouting at everyone, "Everything is stabilized!" Tang Cheng was also very troubled by the current situation. The sand python's magic was too annoying. As he had no choice, Tang Cheng suddenly hit the empty place with a stick. The strong wind whimpered, and the vital energy around the sand python was suddenly chaotic, and the quicksand formation was immediately broken. This was no longer a means for everyone in the martial arts world, but the control of vital energy, but no one could see it around.

Suddenly, when he encountered such a thing, the sand python was also a little confused. He was about to perform it again, but Tang Cheng no longer gave him this opportunity. With a wave of iron stick, Tang Cheng rushed to the side of the sand python, and the yellow sand flew and smashed it down with one stick.

The severe pain made the sand python scream continuously. Everyone saw the advantage and stepped forward one after another. After all, this time either you die or I live, there is no second way to go.

With Tangcheng as a restraint, the horse bandits and the sand python were fighting very vividly. Moreover, with Tangcheng constantly bleed the sand python, victory was expected. The only thing that made people depressed is that the sand python was extremely powerful and had thick skin. Everyone beat it up, but it could not kill its life. It was terrifying to throw its tail onto that one.

Tang Cheng silently observed the status of everyone. After half of the incense stick, the bandits would not be able to hold on. Before this, Tang Cheng had to create an opportunity for everyone, a chance to defeat the strong with the weak, at least if it seemed like this.

However, there was a long eagle cry in the sky, and an iron-winged eagle hovered down from the sky. Seeing its wings spread, it was three feet away. More importantly, a middle-aged monk in a blue Taoist robe sat cross-legged on the back of the eagle.

Tang Cheng silently dispelled his plan. In the blink of an eye, the iron-winged eagle arrived in front of everyone. The monk immediately became extremely happy when he saw the sand python and shouted: "It turned out to be a sand python. I really have gone through the great fortune."

As he said that, the monk jumped down from the eagle's back and smashed it to the ground. Without looking at everyone, he strode forward directly. The bandits were already shocked to see that he could subdue the iron-winged eagle. The brave men dared to come forward to stop him.

The monk took out a talisman from the storage ring with a yellow-bottomed red line, and the outlined lines were full of compassion. You can tell at a glance that it is absolutely extraordinary.

The monk threw away the talisman in his hand, and then muttered something. Suddenly, the talisman burned without wind, turned into a big hand with a colorful purple meaning, grabbed the head of the sand python and carried it into the air.

The fifteen-meter-long body churned in the air, and the snake's tail slapped on the yellow sand, splashing dust. The blue-robed monk smiled fiercely and said, "Diet to the point of death, you still have to struggle!" As he said that, he whistled, and the iron-winged eagle suddenly hovered and grabbed the python with a fierce hand, leaving eight blood holes.

Blood splattered on the monk's face, but he wiped it indifferently, licked it, and murmured to himself: "It turns out to be a monster that has been three hundred years old, and it's going to make a fortune now!" After saying that, he looked at the sand python with even more eager eyes.

The big hand that grabbed the sand python's head became tighter and smaller. The sand python was whistling and twisted in vain, but could not break free. In the end, the purple big hand merged into the sand python's head. The sand python fell to the ground, weak, as if half of its life had been lost.

The monk showed joy on his face, muttering something, pointing at the python with one hand. In a moment, the python, fifteen feet long, became the size of a chopstick, and was hooked by the monk's fingertips, flew up in the air, and wrapped around his wrist.
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