"Yang Qi Peak person, you escaped from the monster bazaar by luck, don't find a place to hide, what are you doing here?"

The big black tiger had a high spine and limbs on the ground, wandering back and forth in fear.

He finally remembered the identity of this young man, but when he met him again today, he unexpectedly felt a sense of danger, which was very wonderful, as if the young man was no longer powerless, and there was a sharp weapon hidden in his body, and his sharp edge was exposed.

Ye Ling stopped, bent down and pressed the thermos cup on the ground, and then he smiled and said indifferently.

"You want to eat me in the monster bazaar, now ...... I want to eat you. ”

The black tiger was stunned for a moment, and then let out an irrepressible maniacal laugh, as if he had heard a very absurd joke.

A few days ago, in the monster bazaar, countless demons and monsters saw people with their own eyes who were at the peak of yang energy, it was a godsend, and if they ate it, they would have great benefits that they could not get after hundreds of years of cultivation, who didn't want to get a piece of the pie?

As a result, he fled, why was he unwilling and wanted to come back for revenge?

"What about the pig steel mane in Fuling Mountain? I heard that he was seriously injured and returned to Fuling Mountain, without him to protect you, did you come alone to send him to death?"

The tiger demon smiled and opened his mouth, his fishy saliva overflowed, and he felt that today was a great luck, and people with Yang Qi were unable to send the tiger's mouth.

"If it's death, then why did I come to you?"

After Ye Ling said this, he raised his head to the sky and opened his mouth slightly, his body stretched, his arm stretched out and slowly pulled up, and a snow-white light brighter than the moonlight appeared in the darkness.

Zheng!

A clear long sword showed its true face, and the aura of Gengjin overflowed, his toes were light, and the whole person rushed forward quickly, and his body was like a sword.

Mountains and Seas: Swallow the Knife!

"Roar!"

The tiger demon suddenly roared and shook all directions, and a hot flame suddenly appeared on his limbs, like a fire rising from the ground like hot oil.

The tiger demon instantly rushed forward with his sword, and rushed forward, and the tiger claws of the big fan tore through the sky, vowing to tear the person in front of him to pieces.

"Bell, bell!"

The firelight splashed and illuminated the four fields.

Ye Ling took out the sword, collected the sword, continued to draw the sword, continued to collect the sword.

His attacks are simple and neat, without any detached from the water, without any bells and whistles, and 10,000 repetitions of practice bring the most effective way to attack.

The power of a sword is greater than that of a sword, like a storm crashing on the shore and constantly slashing on the tiger's claws.

The snow-white long sword originated from the ancient mountain and sea arts, and the Gengjin sword qi carried was extremely sharp, and the tiger claws that were several times harder than the rock were covered with sword wounds, and the blood flowed in the flames like clouds and mist instantly.

"This sword is so sharp, could it be that the fairy sword can't be successful? Which ancient mountain mountain inheritance mountain and sea technique do you use? mortal, you are no longer weak!"

The tiger demon was thwarted by a blow, and immediately retreated, roaring with a limp of fear.

His skin was comparable to a golden stone, but he was still cut through countless wounds by the snow-white sword, which made him feel extremely incredible.

Ye Ling's fingertips swept across the cold blade, the sword light flashed in his eyes, and he sneered.

"I don't want to tell you. ”

"Roar!

The tiger demon roared wildly, and the red flame sneered all over his body, and his body skyrocketed by a few points, and he became as tall as Ye Ling, and his body length was more than a zhang.

The tiger demon ran like a heavy tank, its body full of flames, and one claw was as fast as red lightning poked out, and the red light tore through the darkness.

Ye Ling only had time to resist with a horizontal sword, and with a snap, the red light slammed the sword in his hand away, and his whole person was also swept away.

"I ate you!"

As soon as the tiger demon hit the target, his ferocity was furious, and his body immediately pressed over, and when Ye Ling landed, he was about to launch a fierce attack like thunder and lightning.

The tiger demon rushed underneath him, and his claws poked out into the sky.

"Noise!"

In mid-air, Ye Ling's arm suddenly turned red like cracked magma, and the power of the flames in his bloodline awakened, and the Fushan style blessed him with great strength.

Ye Ling took advantage of the momentum of the fall, and a heavy punch was like a dragon out of the shallows, with a bang, and the fists and claws collided, like fireworks bursting into flames, and flames flying.

Hertz!

Ignoring the blood splashing from the terrible wound on his hand, he fiercely grabbed the red flame's rolling tiger claws, and the whole person flipped backwards and landed behind the tiger's head.

With his other hand, he pulled out a snow-white sword from his mouth again.

"My lord spare my life! I have a secret to tell!"

The hairs on his neck irritated by the cold sword qi stood upside down, and the tiger demon was like falling into an ice cellar, and the atmosphere didn't dare to gasp, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the snow-white long sword that crossed his neck.

In the dim and beating firelight, Ye Ling smiled.

Zheng!

The snow-white sword light instantly illuminated his hideous face.

......

In the dilapidated mountain temple, the atmosphere is solidified.

On the ground covered with ice slag, the breath of mountain and sea art gradually dissipated.

Jiang Liyang fell to his knees, his face was pale, a deep knife mark on his neck, and blood gushed down.

"Why can't you kill you?"

The young boy in Tsing Yi licked the blood on the blade and said disdainfully: "I am a ghost, just rely on your third-rate Yin Yang Technique inheritance, how can I withstand it?"

There was a desperate struggle that ended in Jiang Liyang's fiasco.

Jiang Liyang used a mountain and sea technique called "Qianzhang Ice" to fight with the young boy in Tsing Yi for 300 rounds, and seriously injured the young boy in Tsing Yi several times.

But the young boy in Tsing Yi continued to fight in the next moment.

Will he never die?

Jiang Liyang has been wandering the mountains and seas for many years, and he has some good strength, but he has no choice but to meet a ghost who can't be killed.

The young boy in Tsing Yi sneered: "I am the essence of the Tiger King, as long as the Tiger King lives, I will never die." ”

Jiang Liyang's face was like ashes when he heard this, the laceration wound on his neck was sealed by cold ice, and blood flowed out, he hurriedly used the "Thousand Zhang Ice" mountain and sea technique, wiped the cold ice on his neck with the palm of his hand, and begged for mercy with difficulty.

"I have many disciples in the mortal world, please let me go, and tomorrow I will come back with ten strong male disciples to feed you. ”

"Huh?"

The young boy in Tsing Yi was taken aback, opened his mouth wide and asked, "That's your disciple." ”

Jiang Liyang smiled reluctantly and explained: "The world is bustling, all for profit, I just hold what they need with them, and there is no emotion." ”

The apprentices he accepted were all children of wealthy families in the world, and they not only had to pay a large amount of tuition, but also had to bear the great danger of acting as bait. It was by doing this kind of thing that he made a huge fortune in the world.

The young boy in Tsing Yi asked suspiciously, "Is this true?"

Jiang Liyang's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly pointed to Gu Shan and Gu Shui, the pair of apprentices, and said, "If you eat them in front of me at the moment, I won't be sad at all, and I won't even blink an eye." ”

The girl Gu Shui raised her head in shock when she heard this, and even forgot to cry, at this moment, Jiang Liyang's image of the great master in her heart became more and more hazy.

Seeing this, Gu Shan, who fell to the ground, clutched the blood hole in his chest in pain, and he shouted anxiously.

"Uncle Monster, my family is well-off and quite wealthy, you surround my life, I will bring fifty strong workers over tomorrow for you to enjoy. ”

Gu Shui's eyes were full of shock, and he muttered to himself: "Cousin, why are you ...... like this?"

When people are about to die, their inferiority is fully revealed.

The young boy in Tsing Yi was silent for a while, and sighed: "I followed the cultivation of the Tiger King in the mountain, and I have rarely gone down the mountain, but I didn't expect that the world has fallen to this point now, greedy for life and afraid of death, full of evil thoughts, disrespectful of ghosts and gods, and without reverence, those good qualities have not been seen in you, which really makes me sigh." ”

Jiang Liyang and Gu Shan were stunned when they heard this, their eyes were puzzled, they didn't expect a monster to say such righteous and awe-inspiring words.

Isn't this kind of tone, this kind of paragraph the onmyoji felt after he suppressed the demons?

The young boy in Tsing Yi glanced at them, and suddenly laughed rampantly: "Such a rotten world, moral degradation, true love is hard to see, it really makes me fascinated, I am very gratified, I don't feel lonely, as long as you are alive, where is not the best place for me to survive?!"

The world is declining, people's hearts are not ancient, and demons are about to be born.

The boy in Tsing Yi turned his head to look at Gu Shui and asked gently, "Little girl, your master and cousin are begging for mercy, don't you have anything you want to say?"

Gu Shui wiped away his tears and said calmly: "You eat me, I promise not to cry out in pain." ”

The young boy in Tsing Yi was stunned when he heard this, looked at the girl's crystal eyes in surprise, and then shouted coldly to Jiang Liyang and Gu Shan with a low face.

"I'm ready to accept your terms, but only one will survive, and whoever kills this little girl first between you two will be able to leave this ruined temple. ”

"You're so vicious!"

Gu Shui was suddenly extremely frightened, two blazing eyes fell on her, and she hurriedly said: "Master, cousin, don't believe his words, he is a monster!"

"Cousin, don't be afraid, your cousin will protect you, your cousin has liked you for a long time, and your cousin will never hurt you......"

Gu Shan struggled to get up, with tears on his face, picked up the scattered masonry on the ground, and staggered towards Gu Shui.

Gu Shui smiled miserably, only feeling creepy, physically and mentally cold, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was as weak as the wind blowing willows in the water.

Her cousin, who was so attentive to her, would really want to kill her in order to survive.

Rumble!

Gu Shan's eyes suddenly opened, and a pale blue ice cube penetrated his body from behind.

This is Jiang Liyang's major mountain and sea technique, the power of "Thousand Zhang Ice" exploded in Gu Shan's body, his body froze, and the cold ice slag was squeezed out of the seven orifices.

Jiang Liyang's face was gloomy, and he withdrew his hand and said with a sneer.

"The chance to live should be given to the master, you cheap apprentice, you don't understand the rules at all, you deserve to die!"

Gu Shan's body fell backwards, still holding the moss-covered masonry tightly in his hand, refusing to let go.

Not far away.

At the same moment, the young boy in Tsing Yi cut off Jiang Liyang's head with a knife from behind.

"You ...... repent"

The old man's eyes were still wide open until he died, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in his kindness, as well as some confusion and disbelief.

The young boy in Tsing Yi smiled: "It's boring, human beings really don't have any brains, and they dare to believe even the words of monsters." ”

He killed Jiang Liyang, and Gu Shan also died, it turned out that from beginning to end, he wanted to kill everyone, and he didn't want to let anyone go at all.

Gu Shui retreated in fear, seeing this scene, his whole body was cold, and he only felt that the people and demons here were completely crazy.

The boy in Tsing Yi spat on the ground, mocking.

"Little girl, it's your turn now. ”

Gu Shui suddenly had a great courage in his heart, and scolded fiercely: "You vicious monster, you easily play with people's hearts, you will definitely not die well, there will always be a truly powerful onmyoji to clean you up!"

The boy in Tsing Yi shrugged, sneered, and pointed out the door.

"Who dares to come? What's the use of cleaning me up? The Tiger King is my backer, and with the mighty Tiger King, who can kill me......

The words of the young boy in Tsing Yi came to an abrupt end, and his face suddenly became wonderful as if he had been struck by lightning.

At the entrance of the mountain temple, under a lonely cold moon.

A teenager walked down a dark path and returned to this place.

He hung a thermos cup of wolfberry on his waist, and in his left hand he held a black tiger head the size of a wooden wine barrel, with protruding eyes and round eyes, and blood splashed on the ground.

He dragged the snow-white three-foot long sword upside down in his right hand, and the blade slashed on the ground and pulled out dazzling sparks, and went straight across the door.

"You mean me?"