Chapter 112 A sword to slay the monster

"Dare to go up the mountain again, die!"

Voices came from all directions, rolling like thunder, shaking the leaves rustling.

Yes, yes,

Cui Hai knelt on the ground with a puff, kowtowed one after another, and then ran down the mountain in a panic, and when he went down the mountain, he didn't know how many times he fell. I ran all the way down the mountain, got into the car, lit the fire, and left the mountain village in a hurry.

Returned to Jeseong, Jeseong, he changed his clothes, then returned to his residence, and hugged the gentle woman with a big belly as soon as he entered the house.

"What's wrong?" The woman said softly, feeling her husband's unusual emotions.

"It's okay, it's just that I miss you all of a sudden." Cui Hai hugged his wife tightly, as if she would disappear from front of him in the next moment.

No one can understand how strong a person's inner emotions are when he sees the relatives he cares about the most, who has just experienced the test of life and death, walked around the ghost gate, and saw the relatives he cares about the most.

When he came back and saw his wife, he burst into tears.

Somewhere in Jeseong, a library-like place, a person was intently flipping through the materials.

"Is it the Earth Escape Method among the Five Elements Escape Technique, or is it other magic power?" Guo Huaiyang muttered softly.

It took hours of continuous inspection before he stopped and rubbed his forehead.

"If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that there were people in this world who were capable of doing that!"

He got up and moved his body for a moment, then picked up a book from his desk and left the archive.

"Shangqing Dadong True Scripture" He has determined that the scripture he heard on the "Shenzhi Mountain" is this scripture, so he keeps this scripture by his side every day, reads it when he has time, and recites it day and night, but he no longer has the effect of listening to the scriptures on the mountain for two days.

It was a strange feeling, not only a physical and mental enjoyment, but also a tangible benefit.

When he came back, he had a special test, and his nerve reflex sensitivity increased by two percent, don't underestimate this two percent, many people can only improve this after a long period of professional training, and he only listened to the sutra twice, and there are several subtle improvements in his body.

"Just listening to the scriptures has such an effect, so what about the person who recites the scriptures, how high will his physical indicators be, I'm afraid he has already been out of the category of people, right?" Guo Huaiyang couldn't help but think.

"Where did he learn this skill?"

He wanted to know, but he was very rational and restrained, and did not continue to inquire about Wang Gan's news.

Wang Gan's unintentional skills have shocked him, and the other party has the grace of passing on the scriptures and teaching him karma.

When he came out of the house, it was already dark, and the moon in the sky was half round.

On the outskirts of Jicheng, in a bungalow, He Yuan had just finished practicing his sword and was about to rest, when there was a noise in the next room.

The house next door to him had just been rented out not long ago, and it was rented by a few young people, both men and women, who didn't know what they were doing, and they didn't move much during the day, but they were very noisy at night, and they didn't stop until late at night.

It's the same today, it's noisy and noisy, and it's so far away that you can't feel at ease chanting.

Now he has also developed a habit, that is, to recite the Taoist scriptures, which is also influenced by Wang Gan.

The next room was noisy until eleven o'clock, and then it slowly quieted down.

"What are you doing, when is this coming!"

Just when he was just falling asleep, he suddenly heard a woman's voice from next door, the sound insulation effect of this wall was not very good, and the next door was talking a little louder, and it was clear here.

"I'm talking, you didn't hear me, you get out of the way!"

Ah, suddenly a scream.

"What's wrong?"

"Hold the grass, Xu Long, what are you doing!" A man's panicked voice.

Ah, a scream, this time it was a man's voice.

Then ping-pong the sound of something falling to the ground and shattering.

Help me!

A woman's shout.

He Yuan sat up from the bed suddenly, and subconsciously held the sword next to him.

"What's going on?"

He got up and put on his shoes, and went to the wall, listening carefully to the movement next door.

"Help, help!"

Click, click, a strange sound, which rang for a while.

Creaking, the sound of the door opening next door, someone coming out of the next room?

He Yuan subconsciously glanced out the window.

A human head suddenly poked out of the wall outside the room, and a pair of blood-colored eyes were looking here, and by the moonlight, he could vaguely see the blood on his face, which was terrifying.

He Yuan saw him, he also saw He Yuan, and then the man suddenly climbed over the wall and jumped into the courtyard, hunched over, and pressed his hands on the ground like an ape.

After a moment of hesitation, He Yuan rushed out of the house directly, holding an iron sword, staring at the person in front of him, or this "monster".

The look in the other person's eyes is not what a human should have at all, but more like a beast, a bloodthirsty beast.

It was just a moment of stalemate, and that person pounced directly on He Yuan, extremely fast.

Under the moonlight, a black light.

He Yuan swung his sword horizontally, a very natural and smooth sword, tens of thousands of sword swings, this sword almost became an instinctive action, the monster was slashed out by a sword, hit the wall with a bang, and climbed up the next moment.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

The ground on his chest was already hollow, and blood was pouring out.

Since years ago, He Yuan has tried to use the iron sword, because his continuous sword practice has increased his strength a lot, and the first wooden sword can no longer meet his needs, so he specially found someone to fight an iron sword.

Although this iron sword did not strike, but with a sword slashing on the body, ordinary people would have long lost the ability to resist, but that person acted as if it was fine.

After getting up, he was just stunned, and then rushed towards He Yuan again,

Still a sword slash, the man was slashed out again, hitting the wall, this time, one of his arms directly drooped down, losing one, his actions were obviously affected,

He Yuan took a few deep breaths and tried to keep himself calm.

To be honest, when he encountered such a "monster", it must be false to say that he was not panicking, but fortunately, he had been practicing swords for so long, and his heart had long been far better than ordinary people, and the first sword gave him a lot of confidence after successfully slashing the monster out.

Calm down, don't panic, this monster just looks scary, moves faster, and is completely manageable.

Whoosh, the monster rushed again, still slashing,