"Bell!" a sharp metal clash heard from between the short steel knife and the blood-drinking sword, bursting with sparks.

"Yo, your kid is injured, God help me! Today is your time of death!" Turning aside the blood-drinking sword, the tiger-headed demon stabbed Zheng Jia in the heart, this speed seemed to others to be as fast as a wind, but in Zheng Jia's opinion, it was generally no problem to resist or dodge.

With a "bang", the tip of the knife stabbed into the sword body, and with a few swings of the tiger-headed demon, it did not hurt Zheng Jia for half a point.

"That's all you have?" Zheng Jia sneered, and immediately swung the blood-drinking sword sideways, and a chilling sword qi came out here, and a sword qi struck towards the tiger-headed demon who was only one meter away.

"Bang! I saw that this tiger-headed demon first swung a knife angrily, swinging his sword qi into two, but unexpectedly, the other party followed closely with a blood-drinking sword. At that moment, he hurriedly slashed the short knife horizontally, resisting the horizontal slash of the blood-drinking sword.

After this blow, the tiger-headed demon was directly shocked to kneel on one knee, Zheng Jia did not relent, and with the momentum brought by the knife, his body rolled in the air three times in a row, and then increased the impact and slashed down with a sword.

"Bell!" The heavy impact sound quickly spread between the two, and the strong impact violently pressed down the surrounding flowers and plants, and the tiger-headed demon was shocked to the ground by the huge blow, while Zheng Jia was shocked away four or five steps away.

Now Zheng Jia, the situation is not optimistic, he first spent a lot of vitality and physical strength in Yangchun Mountain, which was entangled with the tiger-headed demon, it is not easy to hold on for so long.

The first time I encountered the Tiger Head Demon Man, I didn't use the Light and Heavy Qi Transformation Method because I considered its side effects.

Compressing and expanding the vitality is of course practical in actual combat, but every time Zheng Jia used this exercise in his previous life, the vitality in his body would fluctuate, and it was difficult to predict the speed of recovery. But after being reborn, after that Golden Gate Hall leapfrog challenge, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the One Hundred and Eight Yan Qigong seemed to solve this problem perfectly.

"Damn, I still can't beat it! The consumption of vitality by using multiple sets of exercises and martial arts is too great!" Zheng Jia gasped, weighing the weight in his heart, and saw the tiger-headed demon standing up, looking at him as if he was getting braver and braver.

The hands of the two holding weapons were still numb from the shock, and they couldn't exert their strength for a while, but the physical fitness of the demons is generally stronger than that of humans, and the strength of the tiger-headed demon is already above him, so it is reasonable that he will recover faster than him.

"You're going to explain here anyway!" The tiger-headed demon was full of energy, as if he was about to make the final blow, Zheng Jia only felt that the temperature around him dropped sharply, and he felt that something was wrong.

In his previous life, Zheng Jia and the demons had fought countless times, and they knew their fighting styles very well, and this sudden drop in temperature meant that the tiger-headed demons were performing some kind of martial arts or exercises.

"Xuanshuang Tian!" With a low shout, the tiger-headed demon's entire body was gradually covered by frost, and even the originally dark eyes became dark blue and cold, including the short steel knife was also covered with a thin layer of mist, and the whole demon looked like a living ice sculpture.

The aura of frost spread all over his body, and he saw that this tiger-headed demon seemed to be stimulant, and the short knife went directly to Zheng Jia's neck.

In the next second, Zheng Jia was just about to react, only to feel that every joint in his body seemed to be invaded by frost, and his speed was slowed down a lot! If it weren't for the pure yang sword technique he practiced was the supreme yang martial art, otherwise this blow would not be able to dodge at all.

"Pure Yang Sword Technique, Rush Style!" With a low cry in his heart, Zheng Jia first mobilized his vitality and used one of the styles. I saw that the short steel knife carrying countless ice spikes intercepted it, and the blood-drinking sword seemed to turn into an electric arc in Zheng Jia's hand, and the bell bell completely responded to the lightning-fast attack with a few clicks.

After the remaining three subordinates rushed to the battle site, Zheng Jia knew that there was no chance of winning any further battle, and after the last blow of the short steel knife, he once again carried the two major exercises under his feet, put the blood-drinking sword into his fingers, and rushed to the city.

Halfway through, now Zheng Jia is still nearly twenty kilometers away from Bingxin City, if he fights for his life, he may be able to reach the city gate in half an hour and get out of danger, but because his consumption today is too great, he is afraid that he will not be able to survive the moment at the city gate......

"Do you want to run, can you run away!" the tiger-headed demon chased after him, and one person and one demon once again started a chase battle.

If someone is in the distance, you can see two figures on the horizon, as if they are thunderous galloping horses, raising a puff of dust, but if you pull in to look, you can even see the figure behind throwing one Yuan Qi attack after another at the figure in front, and the figure in front of you dodges one after another.

Poor Tiger Head Demon Man's three subordinates, no matter how much they chase, the distance between them is constantly getting longer, as if they are not in this mission.

"Tiger Wind!" rioted with a swift and regular pace, the speed of the tiger head demon increased a lot, and the distance between him and Zheng Jia was pulled in a little more, and it was less than a stick of incense, and there was only a distance of ten meters between the two.

Zheng Jia shouted in his heart that it was not good, and just as the short steel knife of the tiger-headed demon was about to stab the back of the heart, he saw a black shadow passing in front of him, so fast that he couldn't even see what this black shadow looked like......

The black shadow swept in front of Zheng Jia, bringing a gust of wind, and then a muffled sound came from behind him, and after the muffled sound, the screams of the tiger-headed demon continued for a long time.

Hurriedly stopped, Zheng Jia dragged five or six meters on the ground before he was completely stable, and when he turned around, a tall back figure stood in front of him, looking at the back, it seemed like a majestic mountain.

On the other hand, the tiger-headed demon, in an unguarded situation, was kicked in the chest by this black shadow head-on, and suddenly a mouthful of black blood sprayed out, and eight ribs were directly broken, and they fell to the ground more than forty meters away.

The short steel knife was shaken out of his hand by the force of this powerful kick, and it was plunged straight into the ground not far from him, and when he clutched his chest to see the face of this black shadow, his heart was shocked......

"Yes...... You!" In the blink of an eye, the tiger-headed demon became lifeless, like a jackal who had been hungry for ten days and ten nights.

The black shadow walked in front of the tiger-headed demon, and as soon as he raised his foot, the vitality was injected into it, and he slammed down towards its head, and with a click, the entire tiger's head was like a watermelon that had been picked up by a big hammer, and its brain burst out.

The last thing the tiger-headed demon saw was a middle-aged man with a solemn face and long half-gray and half-black hair on his head, and the middle-aged man had a badge the size of a wine cap on his chest, which was shaped like a giant python.

Walking behind the middle-aged man, Zheng Jia bowed: "Junior, Zheng Jia, thank you seniors for coming to the rescue!"

The middle-aged man stood with his hands in his hands, turned around, and faced Zheng Jia, with a smile on his face, and said with a hearty smile: "Okay, good! What a son of Zheng Jiliao! It can really be said that the tiger father has no dog son, the Zheng family should always rise, right?"

Hearing the middle-aged man praise himself, Zheng Jia looked at him curiously, although this person had never seen it, but the badge on his chest showed his identity.

"City Lord? Zheng Jia of the Zheng clan has seen the city lord!"

After Zheng Jia learned that the identity of the middle-aged man was the city lord Nangu, he knelt down on one knee and looked extremely respectful, in his memory in his previous life, the city lord Nangu was transferred to a city further west by the empire, where he commanded the battle, killed many demon clans, and used the strategy of encircling Wei to save Zhao to recover Bingxin City, but in the end he was calculated by the demon clan and died in a foreign land.

"Get up, no need to be polite, I have to thank you for saving my daughter!"

After a long hesitation, Zheng Jia stood up, his face finally relaxed, but he lay on the ground, panting heavily, in order to recover his strength.

"Xiaoxiao told me everything that happened, what's the matter? Is there only one demon left? What about the others? have you killed them all?" Nangu asked carefully, for fear that there would be fish that slipped through the net.

"I've only killed two, and the last three are left unkilled. Just as Zheng Jia finished speaking, three figures ran from a distance, and they were the last three demons.

Nan Gu turned his head and glanced at it with his peripheral vision, and snorted in his mouth: "Say Cao Cao Cao arrived!" And Zheng Jia also sat up, and a strange smile rose on the corner of his mouth, as if to say, "You guys didn't count hexagrams when they went out today, right?"

When the three demons arrived, they saw a headless corpse lying on the ground and blood stains shooting all around, and by the time they reacted completely out of control, it was already too late.

I saw Nangu flash directly in front of the three demons with a movement, and with one kick penetrated the body of the demon in the middle, his left hand slapped down, and slapped the face of the demon on the left, his head directly rotated four times, and his neck was broken, and his right hand grabbed the neck of the last demon and carried it in the air.

"Don't kill him......! Supply. Before Zheng Jia could finish speaking, he saw Nangu's right hand straining, and the sound of bones breaking came from the neck of the last demon, and three fresh lives turned into three corpses in an instant.

"It's so strong......" The corners of Zheng Jia's mouth twitched, but he didn't agree with the practice of killing demons and demons quickly, after all, as long as it was a life, generally speaking, it was full of fear of death, and leaving a weak demon could always get some information.

"It's not necessary, the demon is not necessarily reliable, in short, there are five powerhouses in Bingxin City, no matter how many of them come, we will take them all!" Nan Gu threw the demon in his hand to the ground at will, laughed confidently, and then picked up Zheng Jia and ran quickly towards the city with him on his back.

The speed of the powerhouse of the Sixfold Mountain was far from being comparable to that of Zheng Jia, a heavy mountain, and the distance of less than fifteen kilometers was less than a tea day.

Castle Lord's Mansion:

Looking at Zheng Jia lying on the bed in the medicine hall, Nan Xiao personally bandaged his right eye, and his face was full of worry.

"Next time, if you do such a dangerous thing again, I will ignore you!" The two chatted about what happened today, and looking at the three sets of terrible scars on this handsome face, Nan Xiao couldn't help but feel pity.

"It's not serious, it's not going to die. Zheng Jia was a little embarrassed, but thinking about how to explain to his parents after he went back, he estimated that he would have to talk more.

"It's not serious, the wound will become a one-eyed dragon if it is a little deeper! In the future, if you lack anything, you can tell me, the City Lord's Mansion will definitely have it!" Nan Xiao muttered with a look of dissatisfaction.

"One-eyed, it's a man's romance! Don't you think I have this scar, I'm more mature?" Zheng Jia wanted to remove the bandage, but was grabbed by Nan Xiao's hand, and he could clearly feel that Nan Xiao's hand was delicate and smooth, like a piece of warm jade.

Seeing Zheng Jia's eyes staring at his hand, Nan Xiao's face turned crimson, and she immediately withdrew her jade hand back, lowered her head, and was a little overwhelmed.

Zheng Jia looked at Nan Xiao's shy appearance, his heart moved, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and remembered all kinds of ...... in his previous life