With the scolding of Uncle Qingshan's junior uncle, in the large shadows under the claws of the colorful giant tiger, a little dazzling blood light rose out of thin air.

Immediately, there was a murderous aura that rose to the sky.

The tiger claw, which had originally swelled several times in size and should have firmly pressed Fang Chen into the ground, was visible to the naked eye, but it began to rise slowly.

In other words, it was lifted by a huge force.

In the eyes of the colorful giant tiger who was first angry, and then in surprise, Fang Chen, who was originally suppressed by the secret method of the Yuexia Tiger, and Wu Yuan, who was several times the size of Fang Cai around his body, began to stir, and compared with the huge body of the giant tiger, the extremely small young martial cultivator stepped out of the mud pit step by step, using the giant tiger's claws as the fulcrum to support the entire tiger body.

Then, the young man roared angrily, and the muscles and meridians of his body burst out with great strength, overturning the colorful giant tiger alive.

"Bug, you- damn it. ”

The shadow quickly dissipated as the giant tiger retreated, but Fang Chen, who had already known about this big demon in Mochizuki Mountain, how could he let go of this murderous beast.

Uncle Qingshan's eyes flashed a little dangerous arc, and then he was cold, and between the flickering of his body, he smashed another fist on the door of the giant tiger.

A little fragmented tiger tooth mixed with blood shot out, smashing out Dao white marks on Fang Chen's chest, and the blood of the tiger demon fell along the arms of the young cultivator, but in Mochizuki Mountain, he had been fighting for a whole month, and the little uncle Qingshan, who had already gradually become numb to the blood, raised his head indifferently, looked at the giant tiger with frightened blood pupils, and raised his fist again.

"Shaoxia, I was wrong, spare the little one's life, the little one promises not to eat people in the future, and it will not hurt anyone, the little one can be an adult's mount, and I hope the adult will let me go." ”

Most of the human world's perception of demon beasts is that demon beasts are extremely arrogant, keen to fight, and even fight to the death, but these cognitions are mostly based on the fight with the demon world north of the Styx.

There are several demon beasts in the human race's world, and the demon beasts are obviously not so arrogant.

The spiritual sensitivity given by the Nine Realms made the Colorful Giant Tiger easily perceive the majestic sword element on Fang Chen's side, as well as the blood aura full of murderous intent.

Under the sweep of the White Killing Dao, Yuexia Tiger only then knew that at the beginning of the fight, Fang Chen had not mobilized all his strength at all, and this young martial cultivator who came to Mochiyue Mountain to sharpen was actually only a sword yuan at the level of the Middle Three Realms with the Killing Dao, and fought with the giant tiger.

Fang Chen regarded this famous tiger demon in the area of Mochiyue Mountain as a test stone like a waste.

Being defeated so easily, Yuexia Tiger felt a little unwilling in his heart, but the gap in strength and talent made this giant tiger, who had dealt with the human race a lot, understand that admitting and begging for mercy was the only way it could survive.

Therefore, while begging for mercy in a low voice, the colorful giant tiger turned over in the way of the tiger clan's weakness, turned the most fragile belly to the sky, bent its four paws to look at Fang Chen, and shouted in a rather immature voice.

After the punch was smashed, Fang Chen, who stayed in place, stayed in the air for a short time, and was about to punch again, but suddenly heard the childish voice of the Yuexia Tiger.

With the extraordinary bloodline among the demon clan, the Nine Realms are already eloquent.

But Uncle Qingshan obviously didn't care about this, Fang Chen didn't have the slightest emotional fluctuation because of the giant tiger's begging for mercy, he just glanced at the huge tiger body curiously after the immature voice came out, and then flashed out of his legs and kicked the colorful giant tiger out for a few feet.

"If you kill someone and do something wrong, you have to pay the price, and if you want to be my mount, you bed bug, you are not qualified. ”

The Yuexia Tiger, who had originally turned over to the ground, kicked Fang Chen in the waist, and a stream of hot blood suddenly smashed down with the tiger's body, pulling out a bright red blood line in the air.

And behind the blood line, Fang Chen, who followed closely, smiled even more wildly, and kept dropping his fists and feet towards the colorful giant tiger that had already turned over and was ready to fight to the death, blood mixed with flesh and blood splashed, like a purgatory on earth.

In those bloody spirits, Uncle Qingshan, who was fighting shirtless, looked like a butcher like Bai Qi.

The struggle of the colorful giant tiger gradually stopped, and in the flat bottom of the mountain where the qi waves were raised, the young man slowly walked out of the blood and water, accompanied by Fang Chen's footsteps, and the surrounding aura was pulled by Dao Yun, washing away the blood stains on his body, and the little uncle of Qingshan took out a black robe from his self-raising sword to cover the murderous aura on his body.

Outside the mountains and forests, the old peak master of Humble Peak, who was staying in the air with his hands in the air, nodded when he saw this, and shook his head slightly.

This month of cultivation in Mochizuki Mountain was originally the time when the old peak master planned to help Fang Chen control the killing dao, and after a month, he was able to use the sword yuan of the middle three realms to cooperate with the killing dao to fight with the Yuexia Tiger, which undoubtedly proved that Fang Chen had completed his goal at this moment.

But the price of accomplishing this was that Fang Chen had been fighting continuously for a month, and the old peak master of Humble Peak didn't completely know until this moment that he still underestimated Fang Chen's toughness.

In the course of this month, Fang Chen fought with the Great Demon of the Nine Realms with the Martial Yuan of the Middle Three Realms, one battle a day or even two battles or three battles, under such a desperate fight, it was difficult for the young swordsman to fight for half a moment from the beginning, and in the end, he was able to fight with such a good bloodline as Yuexia Tiger, and finally completely controlled the Semi-Saint Killing Dao in his body.

It's just that under such frequent killings, the Dao of killing embryos thousands of years ago slowly affected Fang Chen's mind, and the little uncle Qingshan, who was originally a little gentle and elegant, became more and more decisive in killing, and even began to faintly thirst for killing.

Taking a step out, the old peak master landed in front of Fang Chen, stretched out his hand to suppress the murderous aura that escaped from the young swordsman's body, and smiled a little helplessly.

Qingshan's sword was already good at killing, although Fang Chen was only in the Nine Realms now, but when it came to the word killing, he had probably reached the level of sword cultivation on the top of those mountains in the mountain, far surpassing his peers.

Although the power of such a killing path is extraordinary, as a righteous path cultivator, it is inevitable that people will criticize it, and the old peak lord's eyes have changed in the mountains and rivers, as if he has seen the corpse mountains and blood sea around Fang Chen a few years later.

That's it, the descendants of the disordered should probably be so good at killing, no matter how bad it is, isn't there still a master to help him kill?

The old peak lord nodded with satisfaction.

"Chen'er, the path of killing is different from the cultivation of the rest of the avenues, it is just to kill and nourish killing, and this month in Mochizuki Mountain, the improvement of your killing path has reached a limit. So in the next time, I will go out of the mountain with the teacher to practice, and completely complete the third floor of the sword, and gather a perfect sword heart for you. ”

Since cultivating the body of the Sword Yuan, from the North Ridge to the Eastern Wilderness, as well as in the three years of cultivation in the Central Domain, Fang Chen has never fallen behind in the enlightenment of the sword, and even because the cultivator can nourish the soul sea with aura, Uncle Qingshan has been practicing all day and day most of the time.

The blood feud of the Fang family, as well as the oppression of the night and the sentient beings' building, made Fang Chen already know that the danger was very close to him, and the Nine Realms were far from enough, so among the cultivators of the younger generation of Great Xia, Fang Chen alone might not be the strongest, but when it came to the hard work of martial arts, no one could beat it.

Therefore, a young swordsman can break through the Nine Realms in three years, ascend to the third floor of the sword, and even the two attics of sword intent and swordsmanship have been completed, only the sword heart still needs to be practiced.

Lao Feng's words fell, the sword in Fang Chen's eyes flashed, although the killing path has been completely controlled by the young uncle of Qingshan, and he can use this to break through the realm and enter the top of the mountain at any time, but this avenue is passed down from the White Tiger Elephant General after all, and unlike the avenue cultivated by the young swordsman himself, the fit is still a little worse.

Therefore, Fang Chen naturally hoped to follow what the old peak master said, enter the sword path on the third floor, and step into the top of the mountain by his own cultivation.

The master and apprentice looked at each other and smiled, and then walked towards the bottom of Mochizuki Mountain.

As the junction of the western soil and the central region, and also the dividing line, the Mochizuki Mountain Range is divided into two halves because the peak of the mountain is too high and the mountain range is too long.

The green mountains and green waters in the central region are full of vitality, and the western soil is like a Buddha country that stretches for thousands of miles.

It was nearly halfway through August.

At the foot of the mountain, the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and it is full of joy.

The western land closest to the Mochizuki Mountain Range is divided into three provinces, and it is also the gateway of Buddhism to the Great Xia Dynasty.

From north to south are Kwong Wah Road, Wing On Road, and Taichang Road.

Among the three provinces, Yong'an Road takes Cishou Temple as the main temple, and it has never been famous.

And Guanghua Dao has been the most popular in the Terran world recently, of course, not a good name, but a joke.

As the nearest three realms in the Western Soil and the Central Regions, there are more than half of the lay monks and ordinary people in the Western Soil Buddha Kingdom among the three realms, and the Guanghua Dao has recently attracted countless practitioners who have never entered the temple in the Western Soil because of the cultivators in the rivers and lakes in the Dao.

In Guanghua Road, the most famous people in the rivers and lakes were the Tuoba family who were associated with the first temple in the West and Nalanda Temple, and were known as the comparable Fang family by the rivers and lakes.

It's a pity that a year ago, Nie Daoyin, the only surviving person in the Fang family, because of the disrespect of the Tuoba clan to the other family, suddenly killed the western soil with a knife, and killed all the high-level members of the Tuoba clan.

The remaining Tuoba descendants, also because they were worried about the retaliation of the hostile forces in the rivers and lakes provoked over the years, with the help of the Hanruo Temple, the head temple of Guanghua Dao, secretly migrated away from Guanghua Dao.

Since then, Guanghua Road, which originally had the strongest flavor of the rivers and lakes and had an extraordinary layman heritage in the Western Buddha Country, has completely become a laughing stock because of the Tuoba family.

Therefore, the three outer roads of the western land today, the one with the largest flow of people, has become the southernmost one with the most contact with the imperial dynasty, and it is also the southernmost road where the officials stationed in the western soil of Great Xia stayed, the Taichang road.

The first temple of Taichang Road, called Honglu Temple, this temple, not only has Buddhist monks and pilgrims, but also a group of Daxia officials who manage the affairs of the western soil on the surface, as well as many martial arts soldiers.

After the old peak master of Humble Peak and Fang Chen left Mochizuki Mountain, the first gathering point of the human race that they came down the mountain was not a city, but a small village on the outermost part of Taichang Road, which was no more than a hundred miles away from the Mochizuki Mountain Range.

On the broken stone tablet outside the village, two characters engraved in italics can still be seen.

Red.

Cultivating the sword heart, how can you not enter the red dust?