Martial Arts Sainthood Begins with the Tiger-Taming Fist

Chapter 111 The Crimson-Black Giant Python (Please Subscribe)

Chen Mo looked around.

The roads ahead and behind are winding and secluded.

Vines intertwine on both sides, and green moss covers the entire area.

Apart from the much quieter wind, there were no other sounds around.

Chen Mo knew that it was crucial to avoid shouting at this time, otherwise it might attract strange monsters and beasts.

"This place is damp and dark, a favorite dwelling place for certain spirits and monsters —"

He had previously read some records of mountains and rivers, so he had some experience with this kind of terrain.

"The strong wind just now scattered everyone, and with so many forks in the road, each person must have entered a different path. Having been blown so far by the wind, it probably won't be easy for us to get back along the way—"

He thought to himself, "Perhaps I should just continue exploring along this path; after all, I'm here to search for treasure—"

The Crane Cry Sword in his hand, isn't it the Crane Cry Stone that Shen Qi picked up from Fenglei Valley three years ago?

Thinking of this, Chen Mo composed himself, checked his belongings, and found that the package was still securely tied to his back, and nothing was missing.

It's good that it wasn't lost.

He didn't know which way was front or back, but he could barely distinguish east, west, south, and north based on the growth of the tree rings and leaf crowns, and then headed north into the depths of Fenglei Valley.

He gripped the Crane Cry Sword tightly in his hand, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

Before long, a fork in the road appeared ahead.

A fork in the road means you might run into other people.

Chen Mo carefully examined the fork in the road and found two fresh footprints.

"The footprints of the two people may have originally belonged to a pair of people, or they may have been two people from different pairs who were blown into this place."

He frowned slightly. "If the two are on the same team, it can only be Xiao Chi and Cao Tai—"

Thinking of this, he slowly followed in the direction the footsteps were heading.

The road widened slightly, revealing woods and grasslands, from which eerie cries could be heard from time to time.

From here on, the two footprints disappeared because the ground was covered with fallen leaves.

He searched around for a while and found a snake molt and what appeared to be the movement of a python in the forest.

"There are snake spirits—"

Chen Mo gripped the crane's cry tightly and cautiously entered the forest.

The forest was even colder and more damp, and water droplets condensed on the leaves fell with a pattering sound onto the withered leaves on the ground.

He stepped on the fallen leaves, making a soft rustling sound.

A short while later.

Having traveled ten zhang, just as Chen Mo was about to give up the search, he suddenly heard the hissing sound of a python flicking its tongue.

He felt a chill run down his spine, then composed himself and slowly walked toward the source of the sound.

Snake spirits have extremely strong perception abilities, so when Chen Mo walked towards them, they must have already noticed him.

The situation was clear: one was human, the other was beast; it all came down to whose poison was more potent, and whose sword was faster.

Of course, Chen Mo also had to be wary of someone who was like a mantis stalking a cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

It took Chen Mo more than a quarter of an hour to walk slowly across the several-foot-long distance.

When he arrived at the foot of a tall, dark green tree, a giant python with red and black stripes was hanging down from the tree, hissing and staring at him.

"Hiss hiss 95"

"Hiss hiss hiss"

No one is afraid of a giant python that is half a meter long.

Chen Mo also lacked innate recklessness.

He subconsciously took two steps back, his heart pounding, and his right palm, which was tightly gripping the crane's cry, was covered in sticky sweat.

His eyes were fixed on the head of the giant, dark red python.

The other party also seemed to be testing the waters; as a strange beast, it also possessed the ability to sense the strength of human martial artists.

Even a master of internal energy, whose sword gleamed coldly, dared not make a decisive move upon seeing this.

As time passed, the python's hiss grew deeper and deeper.

The next instant, the snake's head suddenly shot out, revealing its entire body hidden among the leaves, which was about half the thickness of the tree trunk.

Hiss—

The snake's tongue darted towards Chen Mo's heart, while its body coiled around him at the same time.

A terrifying sense of crisis swept over us.

He immediately used the Luo Yan Step, shifting his body to the side to dodge the snake's forked tongue, but the immense force of the crimson-black python's body struck his waist, causing his blood to surge.

At the same time, he suddenly flicked his wrist, and the Crane Cry Sword slashed at the snake's head.

puff!

The sword's edge sank three inches into the snake's head, but encountered the snake's hard bones and could not go any further.

Even so, the sword caused the giant python to let out a violent shriek, frantically flinging the Crane Cry Sword away.

Chen Mo sheathed his sword and flew back more than ten steps, retreating to outside the giant python's attack range.

He clutched his lower back, feeling a dull pain, and couldn't help but feel a wave of fear.

If he hadn't reached the Transformation Realm and hadn't received the physical boost from eating ten Scaled Foxes, that attack would have been enough to send him to meet the King of Hell.

But after this encounter, he had a general understanding of the giant's strength. If it were compared to a human, it would not exceed the strength of the late stage of the Transformation Realm.

Therefore, he felt somewhat at ease.

After taking a breath.

Chen Mo's figure flashed out, turning into a gray line on the ground. The withered leaves under his feet spread out to both sides, fluttering and swirling into the air.

As the withered leaves fluttered in mid-air.

He unleashed the starting stance of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, and his internal energy burst forth instantly.

boom! boom! boom!

Three muffled thuds were heard in succession.

As the third muffled thud subsided, Chen Mo delivered a sword strike following the swordplay of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique.

Just then, the giant python coiled up and collided with the Crane Cry Sword.

puff!

The crane's cry passed through the middle of the giant python's body, and Chen Mo temporarily sheathed his sword behind him.

The next moment, the giant python let out a piercing scream, and at the same time, its body was cut in two, the cut surface as smooth as a mirror.

The python's body was severed, but it did not die. Emerald green saliva dripped down its tongue and stretched to the ground, its eyes filled with rage.

Its speed did not decrease, and it swam rapidly toward the location where Chen Mo was standing.

Instead of retreating, Chen Mo advanced, his toes lightly touching the ground, making a soft rustling sound. Suddenly, he stomped heavily and leaped high into the air.

The Crane Cry Sword behind him was drawn again.

He gripped the sword hilt tightly, a cold glint flashing on the blade, *whoosh*—

The sword fell straight down, heading towards the snake's mouth.

In the blink of an eye, the sword tip instantly destroyed the snake's tongue and then plunged into its mouth.

"Waaaaah!!!"

The giant python let out a mournful howl, but the howl was abruptly cut off by the longsword blocking its mouth.

Chen Mo remained head down, gripping the hilt of his sword, which was stuck in the snake's mouth.

The python's body writhed and convulsed wildly, and a thick, sour-smelling saliva gushed from its mouth.

After a few breaths, the convulsions gradually stopped.

Seeing that the other party had stopped moving, Chen Mo rolled off, shook his sword to remove the snake saliva, and then sheathed the sword.

He looked down at the lifeless giant, examined it for a while, and searched its body, but found no beast core.

"Judging from its strength, this giant snake should be at the level of a mythical beast. Perhaps not all mythical beasts possess a beast core."

He muttered, "Huh, what's this?"

On the top of the python's head, there is a strikingly colored scale, black and red, that gleams brightly.

He used his sword to pick it out, held it in his palm, and felt a continuous warmth seeping into his body.

"It must be something good!"

He didn't look at it closely, but instead put it into his package.

At that moment, he looked up and observed his surroundings, and inadvertently saw something shaped like a snake egg hidden among the leaves of the trees overhead.