Chapter 1417 - 1416: Snake Hunt

"When attacking a snake, hit it at its seven-inch mark. In a moment, I'll entangle it, and you all find a way to attack its weak spot!"

Lin Kongxian solemnly instructed Lin Fan and Kong Jing!

"Understood!"

Lin Fan and Kong Jing nodded in agreement!

Then, Lin Kongxian lightly tapped his toe on the ground, transformed into a shadow, and instantly appeared in front of the Centennial Python!

A layer of pale yellow Powerful Qi emerged from Lin Kongxian's palm, then enveloped his Long Sword, making it appear more resilient and sharp!

This time, Lin Kongxian held nothing back, attacking with a killing move, his arm swung rapidly, with his Long Sword repeatedly slashing down at the snake's head of the Centennial Python!

Due to Lin Kongxian's sheer fast sword speed, it made his sword shadow almost impossible to discern clearly, only seeing a blurred shadow flicker across the sky every now and then!

With the sheath of Powerful Qi, the Long Sword landed once again upon the snake's head, leaving behind several blood streaks, slowly oozing blood!

"Hiss hiss hiss~"

The Centennial Python let out a frenzied hiss, raised its massive tail, and immediately aimed at Lin Fan's chest, generating a sharp breaking wind sound!

Quickly, as the snake tail reached close to Lin Fan, Lin Kongxian remained unflustered, clenched his fist, akin to a cannonball launch, and frenziedly slammed into the snake tail of the Centennial Python!

"Boom~"

Their collision caused a dull thud!

Lin Kongxian was jolted back three steps, while the Centennial Python was sent flying over two meters away, rolling a few times on the ground!

At this moment, the snake's eyes of the Centennial Python turned like two blood pools, menacing and gory!

Suddenly, the Centennial Python leaped into the air, charging rapidly toward Lin Kongxian, at lightning speed!

Lin Kongxian dared not be negligent, immediately swinging his sword to slash!

However, seeing the Centennial Python's over two-meter-long body deftly twisting in mid-air, like a flash of lightning, it effortlessly dodged Lin Kongxian's attack!

Subsequently, the Centennial Python approached Lin Kongxian but did not attack, instead, swiftly glided past his waist, and then its tail easily coiled around Lin Kongxian's waist!

"Not good!"

Lin Kongxian immediately realized the snake's intent; it aimed to constrict him. A snake's most lethal attack is to bind its opponent, and once wrapped, the Centennial Python's mighty strength could easily suffocate Lin Kongxian!

Sure enough, the Centennial Python quickly twirled around Lin Kongxian several times, ensnaring him, leaving Lin Kongxian unable to break free despite exerting his full force!

"Hiss hiss hiss~"

The Centennial Python glared at Lin Kongxian's head, releasing a series of hissing roars, prepared to bite down viciously!

"Quick! Attack its weak spot!" Lin Kongxian shouted urgently!

"Kill!"

Lin Fan shouted, gripping his Soft Sword, he quickly rushed forward!

"I'll hold off this beast for you!"

Kong Jing shouted, overtaking Lin Fan, then swung both of his hammer-like fists, furiously pounding at the Centennial Python's head!

With a "boom," the Centennial Python's head was knocked aside, unable to swiftly counterattack!

Lin Fan took this near opportunity, infusing his Soft Sword with continuous Powerful Qi, strengthening its stiffness and sharpness, its tip gleaming coldly!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Fan charged to face the Centennial Python, his arm thrust forward with immense speed, his Soft Sword resembling lightning, fiercely piercing into the snake's body!

"Puchh~"

The sound of flesh being torn apart, as this thrust filled with Lin Fan's overwhelming power ruthlessly punctured the Centennial Python's weak spot, penetrating through!

Then, Lin Fan twisted his wrist holding the sword, causing the Soft Sword to stir within the python's body, with blood spilling out dramatically!

"Hiss hiss hiss~"

The Centennial Python uttered a terrible cry!

The seven-inch spot is the serpent's fatal weakness, once attacked, the Centennial Python quickly released its massive coil from Lin Kongxian, while writhing in agony, rolling on the ground!

Lin Kongxian sighed in relief, witnessing this, and then lamented, "Mr. Snake, my apologies!"

As soon as he spoke, Lin Kongxian's figure flickered beside the Centennial Python, his Long Sword wrapped in Powerful Qi swiftly chopped down, easily slicing the python's body in two!

After twitching a few times, the Centennial Python's body completely ceased, losing all signs of life!

Seeing this, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel a little regretful. After all, it was a Centennial Python, almost like an ancient relic!

However, there's no choice, the urgent need for the Snake Gall to save the Martial Arts community of Huaxia is paramount!

Then, Lin Kongxian approached the snake, used his Long Sword to cut open the python's abdomen, removing the Snake Gall, and merged it into the prepared container!

"Dig a pit, and bury it!" Lin Kongxian suggested!

Lin Fan and Kong Jing nodded, then started digging a pit, placing the Centennial Python's body within, covering it with soil, and piling a small mound as the grave!

Lin Kongxian stood before the mound, closed his eyes, muttering words, but Lin Fan couldn't hear his words clearly!

Kong Jing also clasped his hands together, continuously uttering "Amitabha," as though conducting a ritual for the Centennial Python!

Soon after, Lin Kongxian abruptly opened his tightly shut eyes!

"Let's go! Back to Shaolin Temple!" Lin Kongxian ordered!

"Yes!"

Lin Fan nodded, and the group quickly left without lingering, heading back to Shaolin Temple!

Though they were behind Chong Mountain, a relatively short distance, Chong Mountain is large, taking about an hour to reach the front stone stairs, climbing up to finally return to Shaolin Temple!

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At this moment, the national medicine vault!

This institution can be considered a lifeline, similar to a blood bank, storing various medicines for urgently needed medical supplies!

Moreover, it houses many rare herbs, which if auctioned could astonish the world!

Such an institution naturally has strong guards!

A small pavilion prepared for patrolling security stands at the entrance, with a guard of striking appearance, sword-like eyebrows, hooked nose, exuding a sharp demeanor!

The middle-aged man's face has only few surrounding lines, barely noticeable unless observed closely; his complexion glowing and radiant despite his age over a hundred years!