Chapter 436 Crimson Poisonous Scorpion, Powerful Overlord Sword

Yang Qingxuan pondered for a while, and said, "What is the strength of the Crimson Poisonous Scorpion?"

The young man said: "They are all within the scope of the original martial arts realm. The young ones are lower, and the adults may reach the original martial arts great perfection. The most powerful thing about the crimson poisonous scorpion is the poisonous needle. Not only is it extremely poisonous, but it can also cause hallucinations." A complete adult poisonous scorpion can be sold for 80,000 middle-grade spirit stones, and a juvenile one can be sold for 30,000."

Yang Qingxuan was a little moved, 380,000 yuan was a huge fortune to him.

The young man said in a low voice: "The one I met before was an adult crimson poisonous scorpion, and it was already injured by us. Now turn back, the chances of winning are great. We sold 80,000 middle-grade spirit stones, and we split them equally. Enough for a month or two."

He glanced at Yang Qingxuan's severed arm again, thinking that it was broken by the storm of time and space, and said: "There are also regeneration pills sold in Xutian City, which can make you regenerate with a severed arm."

Now, without hesitation, Yang Qingxuan nodded and said, "Let's go."

The young man led the way, followed by Yang Qingxuan, who turned into two beams of light and flew across the desert.

It turned out that this young man was called Song Qi, and he was a child of the Song family in the Tianxing Continent. It had been more than two years since he was sent to the Xutian Ancient Battlefield for training.

The two communicated along the way, and immediately had a clear understanding of the power comparison between the two continental planes.

In Xuanye Continent, the strong in the original martial arts realm can rule the roost, and the existence of the land realm is even rarer. However, in the Tianxing Continent, there are existences with a heavenly rank. For a family or sect, only those with a strong heavenly rank can squeeze into the first-class power.

Soon, when the two of them flew for a stick of incense, Song Qi stopped and looked around.

Yang Qingxuan flew close to him and said, "The terrain here is almost the same, how did you judge the position?"

Song Qi smiled triumphantly, and said in a hey voice: "The wind depends on the direction of the wind. The wind in the Xutian Ancient Battlefield is affected by the gravity of the plane, and it always rotates from east to west and never stops."

Yang Qingxuan felt it, and it was exactly as he said.

Song Qi said vigilantly: "Be careful, it should be near here. The quicksand has wiped away the traces of the battle, and my companion's body is gone, but the crimson poisonous scorpion must be hiding under the yellow sand."

The two looked around for a while, and the desert was still quiet and empty, without any signs.

Yang Qingxuan pondered and said: "Go down, since it is a desolate beast hiding in the sand, its fighting ability in the air must not be strong. We are in the air, and that thing probably won't come out."

As he spoke, he flew down, stepping on the yellow sand with both feet.

Song Qi was taken aback, and said: "Although what you said is reasonable, it's too dangerous to step on the yellow sand."

He lowered some height, but refused to fall.

Yang Qingxuan walked a few steps on the yellow sand, suddenly his face changed, his body shook, and he forcibly moved three feet horizontally, a sharp light shot from the yellow sand, stuck to his clothes, and flew towards the sky.

That ray of light was bright red, as thin as a hair, and disappeared in a flash in the air.

"It's the Crimson Poisonous Scorpion!"

Song Qi screamed, with a hint of fear in his voice.

Yang Qingxuan has already taken out the fighting ghosts and gods, and with a little arrogance, he slashed into the yellow sand!

"Boom!"

With the blade as the center, the entire sand field was torn apart, countless grains of sand were rolled up and shot into the air, and the violent sword energy spread in all directions, and the rustling sound of sand shooting and flowing could be heard all around.

A scarlet light shot out from the cracked sand, it was extremely difficult to detect under the flying sand all over the sky.

"boom!"

Yang Qingxuan chopped off the red light with a sword, and felt a strong force coming from the ground under his feet, and the whole yellow sand was lifted up. He jumped up hastily and flew into the air.

"boom!"

The sand was broken, and a brown poisonous scorpion the size of a room flew out of it, chasing Yang Qingxuan.

The barb-like tail was like a crescent moon, with a scarlet poisonous light shining on the tip, which flashed in the air before turning into thousands of red lights and shooting away.

"I-fuck! Why is it so big!"

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback. The huge scorpion was covered in a hard purple-red shell, like steel armor.

While the pair of pincers were dancing, the eyes of the four scorpions shone with a strange red glow, and their facial features were huge and clear, making one shudder at a glance.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!—"

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly danced the sword away, and thousands of sword shadows were intertwined like a net, impenetrable, blocking all those red lights.

But the scorpion's tail was as scarlet as blood. It flicked in the air and flew towards it, like a long whip, hitting the air with a crackling sound.

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback and was about to back away. The broken arm brought him great inconvenience, otherwise he could completely suppress the poisonous tail with just one move of Liuyang Palm.

Suddenly, a yellow light flashed in the air, and a white hemp rope appeared, spread out in the air, and tightly strangled the scorpion's tail.

The other end of the hemp rope was in Song Qi's hand.

He tightly strangled the hemp rope with his right hand, and quickly typed out the formula with his left hand. The hemp rope swayed in the air, turning into a large group of lines and spreading out, forming a prison within a range of thirty or forty feet.

"laugh!"

The prison shrank instantly, binding the crimson poisonous scorpion tightly.

The scorpion's pincers and tail were struggling desperately, and its four eyes were showing a fierce light. The rope was not shrinking, and it was about to fail.

Song Qi was in a hurry and shouted: "Brother Qingxuan, hurry up, I can't hold it anymore!"

Yang Qingxuan's eyes were filled with murderous aura, he raised his hand, and a huge sword appeared out of thin air and fell into his hand.

Song Qi was taken aback for a moment and was stunned.

The giant sword was more than ten feet long and three feet wide. It was made of cold iron, like a wall, and looked extremely dark. In comparison, Yang Qingxuan was almost as big as a baby.

Yang Qingxuan grabbed the Naba sword with his left hand and slashed away.

"Boom!"

The sky was split open directly, and the terrifying sword energy was pressed down like a mountain. Just the momentum caused the yellow sand to roll, like thousands of waves emptied, and an extremely deep crack was pressed out on the ground.

The poisonous scorpion sensed the danger, and struggled desperately, with a "click", the two large pincers broke through the rope, but it was too late, the big sword reached the forehead.

The Crimson Poisonous Scorpion hastily raised its two pincers to block in front of it, and its long steel barb-like tail also struck towards the great sword.

"Boom!"

The big sword was held back by the scorpion pincers, and then fell down. The entire poisonous scorpion was cut in half by the volley, and green body fluids splashed out.

The yellow sand below was also cut with a sword mark of hundreds of feet by the sword force.

All the viscera of the poisonous scorpion burst out and scattered all over the ground. There was a faint corpse inside, which had been melted by gastric juice beyond recognition.

Song Qi stood in the sky with his mouth wide open and his eyes protruding, stunned by shock.

The four-eyed crimson poisonous scorpion has a shell as hard as steel, which is equivalent to the existence of the middle stage of Yuanwu. Because of long-term absorption of desolation, it has become a kind of desolate beast, almost sweeping away the existence of the same level.

Earlier, Song Qi and another martial artist in the middle stage of the original martial arts surrounded and killed the crimson poisonous scorpion, but ended up with one death and one escape. Even with Yuan Wu's late stage cultivation, it is extremely difficult to defeat it.

But such a terrifying existence was chopped to death by the young man in front of him with a single strike!