The figure soared in mid-air, and the spear in Lin Yiyang's hand had already stabbed straight towards the tiger demon.

On top of boxing, many martial arts concepts are similar to marksmanship.

Fists with both hands are like holding the barrel of a gun!

Staggered fists, like the tip of a spear!

Therefore, even if Lin Yiyang had rarely practiced the spear before, it was rarely obscure when he used it at this moment.

The artistic conception of the spirit crane shrouds the body, and the ancient artistic conception of the pine and cypress is all poured into the iron spear.

The body of the spear was straight, pointing at the most obvious wound on the tiger demon's body.

Lin Yiyang didn't dare to bet on whether the tiger skin was tougher or the tip of the gun was sharper.

Piercing along the wound on his body was his best choice.

After being injured for a few days, he fought to bleed from the wound, swallowed his vitality, and was promoted to the realm of form.

The moment he stepped into a new realm, it was also destined to be the time when the tiger demon was the most tired and lost his vigilance.

The wind is already close.

Amid the roar of hunting, the tiger demon finally became alert.

Before he could discern the direction of the wind, Lin Yiyang's thunderous shouts had already sounded.

"Kill ——!"

As soon as this word came out, the spear that flashed with cold light pierced into the tiger demon's body along the long wound on his back.

Roar——!

The demon body shook, and the huge force was transmitted to the body of the spear, Lin Yiyang only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and his palm was out of strength, and it was almost difficult to control the spear.

The heart is ruthless.

As soon as Lin Yiyang's feet touched the ground, he gently approached the side, and at the same time, Lin Yiyang's left hand was retracted, turned his fist into a palm, and held the tail grab, bursting out with skill!

Seeing that, only half of the tip of the spear pierced before, and with Lin Yiyang's push, most of the spear body went straight into the body of the tiger demon.

Blood gushed out.

The tiger demon glared angrily, and the huge force came, and Lin Yiyang completely lost control of the spear.

Between the lightning and the fire, Lin Yiyang let go of the spear, retreated slightly in a few steps, and then took a step down from the horse.

The spear was still straight on the back of the tiger demon.

After all, it is still a beast, it has not been transformed, after breaking free several times, but it is difficult to take off the spear, and several struggles in an instant have not been successful, the tiger demon looked angrily at Lin Yiyang, who was not far away, as if he was facing a great enemy, and his body trembled, and he rushed straight to the young man.

The clouds are from the dragon, and the wind is from the tiger.

Before the tiger demon came in front of him, the surging wind made Lin Yiyang's eyes squint slightly.

Martial artists of the same level, difficult to defeat demon beasts!

This is not a lie, Lin Yiyang knows even more that he only has so limited opportunities.

If the killing move fails, there is really a danger of being killed.

The body of the tiger jumped high and killed in front of him.

Lin Yiyang could even clearly smell the bloody breath in his mouth.

The spirit was shocked, and the moment the tiger pounced, the young man's body was pressed lower, and the strength of his whole body pressed on his left leg, and at the same time, his right leg took a step forward.

The head was lowered to the side, avoiding the tiger demon's sharp front paws.

The left hand was like an eagle's claw, grabbing the fur under the tiger's neck, and the right leg that took that step fell, stomping on the hind limbs of the tiger demon.

The clenched right fist was swung from his waist.

Boom ——!

A punch was swung out and shook in the heart of the tiger demon!

Between the vibrations of qi and blood, Lin Yiyang only felt that his wrists were numb, but the tiger demon was even more painful at this time.

The force of this punch shook his own heart and the spear pierced in his body!

Between the blood gushing, the tiger demon was in pain, but his entire body was erected by Lin Yiyang, and his sharp front claws had to be grabbed at Lin Yiyang's back.

Whew!

His clothes were torn, and several blood marks were all over the boy's back.

His face turned pale, Lin Yiyang snorted, but he never let go, just endured the pain like a fire on his back, and punched the tiger demon heart one after another.

Boom ——!

Boom ——!

Boom ——!

Lin Yiyang's fist swinging voice became more and more dull, and the tiger demon's wailing voice gradually weakened.

After a few punches, seeing the tiger demon's front paws hanging down weakly, Lin Yiyang threw a few more punches in a row, and then threw the unconscious tiger demon aside.

Lin Yiyang's back was already blurred with blood, and the blood stained the navy blue martial arts training uniform, even making Lin Yiyang's face a little pale.

But this is not the time to breathe, and even such an injury has long been expected by Lin Yiyang.

Staggering to the tiger demon's side, Lin Yiyang pulled out an iron spear.

It was just a few breaths of fighting, and the spear made of stainless steel and iron, the once straight body of the spear had bent.

But fortunately, the tip of the gun is still sharp.

Lin Yiyang picked up the spear and stabbed straight into the heart of the tiger demon!

After doing all this, seeing that the tiger demon in front of him was already dead and couldn't die anymore, Lin Yiyang stumbled, sat down on the ground, and gasped violently.

At this time, the young man's right wrist was already swollen, and between the stagnation of qi and blood, the bulging flesh and blood were blue and purple.

Regardless of the pain, Lin Yiyang pressed his left hand on his wrist and kneaded it gently.

"Fortunately, it didn't hurt the joints and bones!"

Martial artists fight, most of them are in fists and feet, Lin Yiyang doesn't want to just step into the road of martial arts, so he will first give his right hand a serious injury.

As for the back, it looks miserable, but Lin Yiyang knows better, most of them are flesh and blood injuries, at most they lose some qi and blood power, and they can be intact in a few days of cultivation.

Looking at the tiger demon corpse on the side, Lin Yiyang rubbed his numb knees, and couldn't help laughing heartily.

He expected his injuries to be even worse.

After all, even if it was a premeditated assassination of the tiger demon, it would be absolutely difficult to retreat without injury, and Lin Yiyang had to decide to exchange his injuries for his life!

And the tiger demon was seriously injured before, which was an unexpected joy.

......

After a while, when Lin Yiyang had taken a breath, tore off his shirt, and simply bandaged the wound on his entire back, the young man stood up, looked for rattan branches from the mountains and forests, first braided them into a dense and thick wooden net, and then put the tiger demon on it, and then used soft rattan to tie the tiger demon's body tightly on the wooden net.

The injured man was carrying an iron spear in his right hand and a rattan in the other, pulling the body of the tiger demon, and the young man walked in the direction he came.

At this time, it was noon, and the sun was scorching, not that Lin Yiyang didn't want to rest for a while.

It's just a matter of calculating the time, and if you delay it any longer, you will likely meet with the martial artists of the other courtyard who came to kill the demons.

Although everyone can be punished for demons, whoever kills the demon will have the corpse to whom.

But after all, it is a tiger demon in the shape of the real realm, and it is difficult to guarantee that no one will have a different mind.

In his previous life, as a Dao slave of the Lower Sect of Lizhou, Lin Yiyang had seen too many such dirty things.

The wide road is in front of him, carrying an iron gun, the young man slowly follows the wind and dust, all the way, gradually moving away, faintly, or can still hear the melodious tone of the young man.

It seems to be a folk song that leaves the continent, singing the story of the marriage between a young man and a beauty.

......

The sun is getting dark, Oda Village, in the courtyard.

From the senior sister Mu Wanzhu to the fourth senior brother Ma Guichang, Gu Du knelt straight on the ground facing the direction of An Lao.

In front of them, An Lao had an angry face on his face, constantly pacing back and forth.

An Lao paused, stretched out his hand and pointed at Mu Wanzhu, angry.

It's like never before.

As everyone knows, the senior sister Mu Wanzhu is a baby girl adopted by An Lao on the way out of the other courtyard, raised in the miscellaneous courtyard, 19 years, watching Mu Wanzhu grow up, personally taught Mu Wanzhu martial arts, the two have long been like father and daughter.

For the first time in his life, An Lao was venting his anger on Mu Wanzhu.

"You! What should you say to the teacher! No matter if the old man lost the Tianpin Courtyard back then, or now the martial arts have regressed, this is the old man's own business! What do you say to Yi Yang! What is the use of telling him? You have been under the old man's door for more than ten years, and the old man has some thoughts, and the old man is not easy to persuade you, but ...... But Yi Yang had only been apprenticed for a few days, why did you tell him this!"

In the face of An Lao's anger, Mu Wanzhu also turned gloomy, shook his lips gently, and did not argue.

"You!sigh...... This kid has a high spirit, even higher than you! At the beginning, he decided to leave his home and go far away because he didn't want to be helped by his neighbors, but now after hearing your words, he doesn't know what he will do......!

Before An Lao's words were finished, suddenly, there was a knock on the courtyard door not far away.

The man knocked several times, but no reply was heard, and then the crowd heard the familiar voice.

"Master, open the door, senior sister, open the door, I'm the little junior brother, the second senior brother, the third senior brother, the fourth senior brother, the open the door, the open door!"