"Whew"

The flying tiger struggled to get up, and his belly became bigger again, trembling again and again, and there were faint signs of going into production.

The poor generation of holy beasts, the mounts of the Tiger Arhats, and the existence that countless Buddhist believers look up to, were enlarged in the formation of the Eighteen Arhats.

Fu Hu Arhat, but he didn't dare to come forward. But it's understandable to think about it, Xu Xian's magic power is too terrifying, and he got pregnant on the spot after being tricked, if he was also enlarged, he would not be laughed to death when he returned to Lingshan, and Buddhism could not kill.

When the time comes, when the real one is born, the Fuhu Arhat adds a joke about a son or daughter, but I am afraid that it will spread all over the heavens.

"You, are you really going to give birth?"

Xu Xian's smile froze, and he thought of a question, if this tiger is really born, who is the child's father, Dao Chang, or him, it's so messy!

"Whew"

The flying tiger opened its bloody mouth and wanted to bite Xu Xian, but his body was obsessed and his mobility was inconvenient.

"No, are you male or female?"

Xu Xian leaned over with a serious face, stretched out his hand to break the Flying Tiger's hind legs, wanting to peek into the secret place, such a frustrating behavior naturally aroused the Flying Tiger's great anger.

Regardless of being pregnant, she desperately bit Xu Xian, but she was inconvenienced, and was finally succeeded by the frenzied Xu Xian.

"It turned out to be a male, and it was castrated, and this can also be pregnant, this miraculous power given to me by the Taoist chief is really a god."

Xu Xian, who discovered the truth of the facts, quickly retreated far away in the angry roar of the flying tiger, and his face fell into distress again.

If this flying tiger is a male or a father, then who is the female is messed up.

At this time, the void fluctuated, and the Fuhu Arhat and Jigong who stepped on the Divine Dragon appeared, different from the arrogance of Long Fei Jiutian before, the Divine Dragon seemed very quiet, making people wonder if it was frightened by the tragic experience of the Flying Tiger.

"Xu Xian, take away the magic power on the flying tiger, and the poor monk will send you out of the battle, otherwise you will be reborn in bliss."

Fuhu Luo's Chinese tone became a little cold, which was far from the radiant and kind appearance of ordinary Buddhists.

It can be seen that he is also extremely angry.

"Let me die in bliss"

Following Chu Feng for so long, Xu Xian can be regarded as seeing the market, in the past, it was unattainable, and the immortal Buddha who could play with a person's fate with one thought, what he saw with his own eyes, it was nothing more than that, compared to mortals, he just had powerful mana.

"Or I'll let you die in bliss, why don't the remaining sixteen come out, the one who rides the deer, the one who carries the plantain, the one who digs the ears......"

Looking at the way Xu Xian spoke, it seemed that he didn't even let go of these things.

Jigong, who had not spoken, folded his hands and chanted a Buddha name.

"Amitabha, today's battle is a fair battle, and if the donor wins with such a despicable method, it will not be able to pass it on."

Xu Xian sneered, since he met Chu Feng, his life has changed very much, making him a very big person, from a waste material who can't read, everyone despises him, and he gnaws on his brother-in-law's Xu pus, to a character who is almost overturned, for him, the most worthless thing is the opinion of others.

"Venerable Dragon Descending, Master Daoji, for your monks, it may be very famous, I Xu Xian is just an ordinary man, there is no Taoist, decades later, just a skeleton, I can get to this point, it is no more, the world laughs at me, scolds me, what, the person in front of me will eventually become loess, everything will eventually disappear with the wind, I don't need to care about anyone's evaluation, really, they will all be dead, maybe one day, I am too."

Seeing that Xu Xian had seen through the world to such an extent, Jigong didn't say any more, just sighed.

Fuhu Arhat, seeing that the two of them were talking about the collapse, couldn't help but say: "Shenlong, send down a fire and burn this fang"

The divine dragon who was trampled under Jigong's feet turned his head and glared angrily at Fuhu Arhat, not to mention that the other party had that terrible supernatural power, killing people without authorization, and having to bear the cause and effect, Fuhu Arhat made it clear that he didn't want to bear it himself.

"Retreating, far from the flying tiger"

Fuhu Arhat righteously criticized Shenlong and praised the flying tiger who was abandoned by himself.

At this time, the flying tiger who was lying on the ground squinted his eyes and looked at his master with a sad expression.

Lao Tzu is so good, you are a bald donkey, you can't get down to take a hand, you have been riding for so many years, you will abandon it when you say it, and you don't talk about it at all.

Just when the flying tiger was complaining, something terrible happened, and the back of the flying tiger cracked a hole by itself, and a silver-white light flashed.

"Fuhu, what did I give birth to?"

Feihu asked anxiously, feeling a little wrong, it hurt.

"Knife, tip"

The originally serious Fuhu Arhat had a weird expression to the extreme, and he thought that he would be a little tiger in life, but he didn't expect it to be a knife.

"Flying Tiger, Xiaosheng will help you pull it out"

Xu Xian, who was standing next to him, thought that this was his first "child", and stepped forward to help.

Seeing the initiator, Feihu wanted to bite, but thinking of his own situation, he endured it, and planned to wait until the knife was pulled out to catch Xu Xian off guard.

You can't even touch the tiger's tail, you dare to make the tiger's belly bigger.

Xu Xian walked behind Fu Hu, reached out and pinched the tip of the knife, and pulled it out little by little.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts......"

I don't know why, after becoming pregnant, Feihu found that not only could he not use any magical spells, but his tolerance for pain was also reduced.

"Uh, it's bleeding, slow down, slow down"

Xu Xian held back a smile and slowed down, the heavy blade of the knife came out little by little, with stains of blood.

"How many have come out?"

After a while, Feihu, who was covered in sweat and wet with tiger hair, asked.

"It's more than four feet, I guess it's almost the end"

Xu Xian replied.

"So, I, I'll be"

The flying tiger suddenly turned around, wanting to bite Xu Xian, but after only turning thirty degrees, he let out a miserable scream and almost fell.

Xu Xian's apologetic voice came

"Xiaosheng is mistaken, there is still a long time, you are a smooth birth, the blade of the knife comes out first, the handle of the knife is behind, I don't know how long the blade is."

Next, all that remained of the flying tiger was a grunt of pain.

"Seven Feet"

"One foot five"

"Two Zhang-Seven"

……

"Fourteen Zhang"

When the flying tiger was about to faint, Xu Xian pulled out the fourteen-zhang machete from the flying tiger's stomach, and the scene was much more terrifying than a child pulling out a roundworm a few feet long.

"Finally Finished"

The Flying Tiger, a holy beast, was lying on the ground weakly, no different from a sick cat.

When the Fuhu Arhat saw that he had been born, he was overjoyed and said, "Shenlong, do it immediately and take down Xu Xian"

As the words fell, Flying Tiger's belly swelled up again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shenlong stumbled and almost didn't throw Jigong down.

"Whew"

The flying tiger let out a heart-rending cry.

Xu Xian, who was holding a machete and testing the hardness, looked confused, this time it had nothing to do with him.