After close contact, Chen Jingle understood why so many people died in the mouth of the Black Tiger Spirit.

This cultivated spirit is not at the same level as ordinary beasts. Regardless of size, speed, strength or momentum, it is completely crushed.

Not to mention ordinary people, even Chen Jingle himself, against this tiger demon alone, he didn't dare to say that he could win 100%.

The black tiger spirit stood still, the time and space of the entire area seemed to be stagnant for a while, the wind did not move, the leaves did not fall, and there was only this huge tiger demon left in the world in front of him, and there was nothing else.

Look at this momentum, a perfect interpretation of what is the real king of beasts!

Even as an opponent, Chen Jingle had to sigh that this black tiger spirit was indeed strong enough, and over time, it might not be able to become a generation of demons.

It's a pity that if you do too much evil, it won't end well after all.

In addition, the black tiger spirit was followed by seven or eight ghosts.

Compared with the ones that were blocked halfway before, these ghosts are taller, their ghost bodies are more condensed, and their overall momentum is much stronger, so they can be regarded as elite-level monsters.

It seems that even the ghosts are strong and weak.

The atmosphere on the field was cold and solemn.

The appearance of the black tiger spirit instantly changed the situation between the two sides.

Chen Jingle, Jiang Hongsleeve, and Niu Daring held their breath and condensed, and faced off against the Black Tiger Spirit, and the battle was about to break out.

"Kill!"

Chen Jingle was the first to move.

As a melee and a half-meat shield, he should rush to the front.

The sword light is like electricity, the eyes are like flames, and the momentum is like a rainbow, once you shoot, you will go all out.

Chen Jingle raised his true qi violently, his chest thundered like a muffled sound, the hot blood in his body rolled like mercury, and the green tendons in his hands burst out.

The long knife breaks through the air,

Tornado Dragon!

Chen Jingle slashed out with a knife, and the wind beside him suddenly rose, rolled up layers of fallen leaves, turned into two leaf dragons, and pounced on the black tiger, which had the intention of devouring and tearing apart the black tiger spirit.

At the same time, Jiang Hong's sleeves beside him did not lag behind, the long sword stabbed directly, and the Pure Yang Palace Sword Sutra was unfolded, and it was also close to the black tiger spirit.

Before the black tiger spirit moved, the ghosts behind him saw this, and pounced on Jiang Hongsleeve with their teeth and claws, wanting to stop her attack.

Jiang Hong's sleeves were blocked, so naturally he would not show mercy to his subordinates, and with a wave of his long sword, he forcibly split all the ghosts.

However, the scattered ghosts turned into a cloud of black smoke and slipped back to the black tiger, and regrouped their figures, which were only a little thinner than just now, and pounced again.

What a hassle!

Black Tiger Spirit, Chen Jingle, the two sides officially faced each other, and the tiger demon still held his head proudly, and his expression remained unchanged.

When the two leaf dragons attacked in front of them, it suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and a huge tiger roared, "Roar-", and the powerful sound wave instantly shattered the storm leaf dragon.

"What sound?"

In a small town a few miles away from Weihu Mountain, people suddenly heard a huge tiger roar, and they were immediately shocked.

This tiger roar is powerful!

Many people turned their eyes to the mountain in the distance, and could vaguely see the dilapidated mountain temple in the forest, and they were suspicious.

"Could it be that someone is going to provoke that tiger demon again?"

Some well-intentioned people have such an idea in their minds, and they have some faint expectations.

For example, Lao Sun Tou, he knew that Chen Jingle and they were going to find the tiger demon. If you can really get rid of that evil animal, it will be great, but I don't know if it will succeed.

Of course, there are some people who are not optimistic at all.

"Heh, it's just self-defeating, that tiger demon has lived for nearly a hundred years, where can ordinary people deal with it?"

"No matter who it is, if it's dead, it's dead, I hope that the tiger demon doesn't run down the mountain to go crazy. ”

"Neurotic, idle and have nothing to do to provoke the Tiger King......"

There are still many such people, and it can only be said that they have not reached the point of catastrophe, and most of them will choose to hang up without caring about themselves.

……

In front of the mountain temple, the roar of the tiger sounded.

Chen Jingle, who bore the brunt of the attack, only felt a tingling pain in his eardrum and his heart trembled, but the movements in his hands never stopped, and the horizontal knife moved forward!

Chop!

This knife was aimed at the eyes of the black tiger spirit, intending to stab it in one eye. If it succeeds, it will greatly weaken its combat effectiveness.

It's just that the Black Tiger Spirit won't let him succeed so easily.

However, although this black tiger has been cultivating for a long time, it is not a big demon after all, and its attack method is relatively simple, except for the tiger roar sound wave attack, the strongest is its body.

The demon spirit has always been stronger than the human race, the black tiger spirit has been cultivating for many years, full of flesh and blood, and a pair of tiger claws are tempered by it to be comparable to a sword.

So in the face of Chen Jingle's full slash, it was not afraid to raise its tiger claws.

"Bell—"

The claws collided, and there was a sound of metal colliding.

Chen Jingle felt the shock force from the blade, his mouth was numb, his body shook, he took half a step back, and his heart was unsettled.

The black tiger spirit snorted, its huge claws shrank suddenly, and it was shocked to take a few steps back.

Looking at the tiger's claw again, there was an extra half-foot-long, one-inch-deep blood mark on it, and the blood instantly stained the hair red. And there seems to be a strange force in the wound, which inhibits its ability to recover.

The black tiger spirit looked at Chen Jingle's eyes, a little more jealous and annoyed.

It forgot when it was last injured.

This abominable human!

The Demon Cry Blood is more powerful than you think.

Chen Jingle held a long knife in his hand and faced the tiger demon, playing crazy.

However, in an instant, the two sides have already exchanged several moves, and they have a general understanding of each other's strength, and the battle has become more ferocious.

Especially the black tiger spirit, the claws were covered with many scars of different shades, and the blood was dripping, and it looked more and more manic.

On the other side, Niu boldly retreated behind the two and took out a large pile of talismans from his body.

Ten fingers took off, Zhang Zhang Fu threw out, quickly recited the Taoist secret mantra in his mouth, sealed his hands, attracted the true yuan aura of the whole body, and hit the talisman in the air.

The talisman absorbed the aura, and suddenly the golden light appeared, and they all fell to the ghosts on the field to stop them.

These ghosts didn't know the power of the talisman, so they directly resisted it with their ghost claws, but when they touched the golden light of the talisman, they immediately let out a piercing scream and wail, and they didn't even have time to escape, and their bodies melted and dissipated in an instant, and they could no longer recondense again.

Jiang Hongsleeve can finally let go of his hands and feet now and help deal with the black tiger spirit.

The black tiger spirit's eyes were even more fearful.

Niu Daring gasped slightly, and his heart was uplifted.

This is the Golden Light Slashing Talisman, which is a few points stronger than the ordinary talismans before, but using so many at the same time, for him, it is still a little reluctant, and it consumes a lot.

Chen Jingle held the demon crying blood, and Jiang Hongsleeve formed a side-by-side trend, coupled with the bull bold in the back row, he had formed a suppressive trend against the black tiger spirit.

If this continues, victory will be a matter of time.

Suddenly, the black tiger roared again, and after forcing Chen Jingle back slightly, his momentum changed, his eyes became red, and the whole had a faint tendency to strengthen.

Jiang Hongsleeve's face changed: "Be careful, it's burning qi and blood!"