Chapter 105: Duan Yan
"That. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ć So what now? Are you rushing back to Dadu? Su Jin stretched out his hand to hold Jiuyu, but he dodged away.
"Go back, what can you do, even if you add me, do you think you can beat back those demon hunters?" Jiuyu sneered, "I haven't killed anyone for many years, today, let's open meat, you killed my clan first, no wonder I!" "Obviously a fox, Jiuyu's eyes are as cold as a wolf.
With a wave of Jiuyu's sleeves, the door of the wooden house opened widely, and the wind outside swept in some dead branches, blowing Su Jin couldn't open his eyes.
"What a strong demonic spirit!" Qing Yan slapped Qingfeng in mid-air, and suddenly both of them felt that something was wrong, and a demonic aura came out of the forest, strong and tight.
The two glanced at each other, and at the same time received the spell, both of them had hanging colors, and the blood marks were shocking, but no one cared, and stood side by side, as if they were just fighting with the same door just now, not killing you to the death, they can distinguish between public and private, and in dealing with monsters, they keep in mind the ancestral teachings of the demon hunters.
As soon as Jiuyu came out, the clouds and rain outside, the wind stopped and the thunder stopped, and the sun shone on the ground again, and opposite him, there were two demon hunters.
After a long confrontation, they all knew that they were friends and foes, and those who came were not good.
"Who is Your Excellency, such a strong demonic aura, I am afraid that it is worthy of a name in the demon world." Qingfeng has always spoken without leakage, and he has not forgotten to set the other party's bottom line.
Jiuyu raised his hand lightly, and gently looked at the fox fire burning in his palm, he hadn't fought with a human posture for a long time, and he hoped that this body would still be used to it.
"Aren't you demon hunters? And I'm a demon, why bother saying my name, kill me and beat me back to my original form, don't you know what I am? Jiuyu said and raised his hand to smash the fox fire over.
Qing Yan and Qing Feng were not flustered, seeing that the fox fire was about to hit the top of their heads, they retreated to both sides, and where they were standing just now, they were smashed out of a two-zhang wide pit by the fox fire, and the two looked at each other, and their expressions became solemn.
"Wind, Wind Blade!" Qingfeng used his hand as a sword, and dozens of wind blades cut towards Jiuyu, the sharp wind was sharper than the sword, but Jiuyu was motionless, innocently watching the whistle wind cut through his body.
"Jiuyu! Are you scared silly? Run! Su Jin saw that Jiuyu was about to be hacked to death, and shouted anxiously. But it was too late, the wind blade cut through Jiuyu's clothes, and the sleeves and skirts were torn in many places.
"Hmph, looking at the demonic energy, it's actually nothing more than that!"
"Wait! What did Su Jin call him just now? Jiuyu?! You.. You are the Demon King! Qingfeng was taken aback, isn't the Demon King dead, how can he be in this place, so close to Dadu, if the Demon King is here, do you want to continue to attack Dadu? You have to tell the master quickly.
"Hehehe, I'm not that little fox, get along for a year, why don't you know me, if others don't know me, it's forgivable, you two, what is there to pretend, I'm in front of you, showing eight tails. Yes? Clear inkstone, fresh breeze! Jiuyu smiled, not caring that the clothes on his body were scratched one by one, anyway, the clothes were not his own, and they didn't tighten if they were torn. It's just that under the torn clothes, the pale skin is like jade, there is no trace of blood, the wind blade of the breeze is aimed at his heart, it is impossible to lose his head so much, the only explanation is that Jiuyu is not without dodging, he dodged all the deadly wind blades, but it is too fast, no one can see clearly.
"What, want to go?" Jiuyu's figure flickered, blocking in front of the two people who wanted to turn around and leave, "Just now, who said that you wanted to kill Su Jin?" "The cold sound sounded like it came from hell.
What a quick move! Qing Yan's body stiffened, knowing that he was not the opponent of the demon king, what eight-way thunder, what wind blade, in the eyes of the demon king, they were just playing house, if they really wanted to win the demon king, they had to be Tai Chi Bagua Array. Damn, everyone else is in the town under the mountain, and when he and Qingfeng came out, there was no one else in the ward, how good is this, is it possible, are you going to die here today, no, absolutely not, Qinghe is still waiting for himself to go back.
Qing Yan gritted his teeth, sacrificed his own treasure, is a side of the end of the inkstone, the texture is plantain green, carved with the Taiji gossip map, according to legend, this inkstone is made by the people of Duanxi, take the stone of the rotten rivers and mountains of the South China Sea, dip in Duanxi, the millennium is into an end of the inkstone, the inkstone is square and round, the middle of the inside is high, the surrounding is low-lying, extremely simple and elegant, quite spiritual. Later, by the hands of the demon hunter, he painted the gossip totem and became a treasure.
"What's the matter, is the young man of Qing Yan going to grind and write and paint with me? You're looking for the wrong person, that scholar may be interested in discussing with you, but I'm a demon, my interest is just to take out your heart and grind it in your inkstone. Jiuyu clawed his palm, his nails skyrocketed by three inches, and he attacked Qing Yan, and the wind brought up by his palm was even more ruthless than the wind blade just now.
Qing Yan recited a spell in his mouth, the inkstone rose to mid-air, the shape was as big as a bucket, and it rotated rapidly, gathering thousands of lights, the gossip totem at the bottom of the inkstone was faintly shining, and suddenly the cold light gathered, the mouth of the inkstone rushed to Jiuyu, and there seemed to be thick black ink surging inside, but Jiuyu knew that it was not ink at all, it was the essence of the demon that was surrendered, the so-called snake has seven inches, people have death holes, and demons also have their own fatal places, each demon's name is different, but there is always something, and being caught by someone is a big ability, I can't escape from the palm of someone's hand. And this ink is made from the bone where the demon is named.