Chapter 505: Yunmeng Little Saint

The Golden Dragon Axe is a top-level divine weapon, and Feng Jin'an is sure of this.

But this time, after an axe went down, the humanoid black shadow was smashed to pieces, but Feng Jin'an couldn't feel it.

It's like a split.

Obviously, watching the humanoid monster fall apart, there is no longer an arrogant appearance, but there is no feeling of success at all.

"Strange ......"

The little dragon man tilted his head and muttered, and saw that the monsters around him were gathering more and more, and these humanoid things seemed to be black sludge, changing into various shapes.

Sometimes he is an official like a wolf, sometimes he is a bully, sometimes he is a bandit, and sometimes he is a green skin on the street......

There is only one point, and these monsters are not at all good, which makes Feng Jin'an very unhappy.

"Xiaolang, Xiaolang, don't be reckless, go quickly, go quickly......"

"Woo woo woo woo ......"

There was a cry in the house, and there were all kinds of pleadings, and Feng Jin'an was extremely irritable when he heard it.

In this situation, he doesn't know where his husband has gone, so he can only rely on himself for everything.

But now the magic weapon in his hand is not easy to use, so what can he do?

"If you use 'martyr arrogance', I'm afraid it won't last long......"

Feng Jin'an was a little anxious, and wanted to back down, but as soon as he had this idea, the humanoid monsters around him became huge, and a lot of black shadows were added.

Seeing such changes, the dragon horns on the little dragonman's head hardened: "Hmph! What a monster this is! Dare to underestimate me like this, it's really a bully! Mr. really said right, I am discouraged, but you are strong. Damn, sir, I'm not running, I'm not running! ”

After that, Feng Jin'an simply shouted to the master of the house: "Don't be afraid, the master of this family, watch me burn these sneaky things!" ”

Feng Jin'an, who was furious, suddenly broke out with the "martyr arrogance" around him, which was not as good as his own husband, but he could use it to burn some ghosts, but it was enough.

The only fly in the ointment is that the power is weaker, and the killing range is not large.

"Come on! Master, I'll fight with you today! ”

The golden dragon axe flicked his back, carrying the big axe on his back, Feng Jin'an clenched his fists, like a fat monkey with short legs and small arms, flexible is flexible, but a little more naïve.

And the anger rose, and he actually burned all the short shirts on his body, leaving an ancestral belly pocket, which was embroidered with patterns such as pandas, tigers and leopards.

"Phew! Eat my punch. ”

Picked up his fist, jumped up barefoot, and aimed at the cool official with the shackles in his hand, aiming at the front door, regardless of whether he had eyes, ears, mouth and nose, in short, this punch must be relieved.

Syllable!

Just like the silver screen exploding, this punch is almost out of reach, but it will be within reach, only this punch, the black shadow that looks like a cool official, is actually distorted, as if shouting something.

It's just that there is no sound, and Feng Jin'an naturally can't hear it.

But seeing this humanoid monster in such pain, he was also happy, and crossed his waist and said arrogantly: "You monster, look at you are still bullying people!" ”

Inside the house, the host shouted again: "Xiaolang go quickly, let's go, fight one and ten, don't harm your own life......"

"Master, I'm not afraid of heaven and earth, I'm afraid that Mr. will scold me. Little sneaky, I killed me with one punch. Master, you can take a look, I have learned the skills of the great sage, and it is not an exaggeration to say that I am a little saint, right? ”

shouted on his lips, but Feng Jin said with peace of mind: This is a dream, and the axe can't summon the power, so it must be related. Sir, I remember that fear breeds nightmares, doesn't that mean that killing nightmares is actually eliminating fear?

Thinking of this, Xiaolong's heart was firm, he made up his mind early that he must not be an orphan waiting for death at the age of eighteen, it doesn't matter what immortal identity is, the important thing is that in this life, he should have his own style.

He didn't know how much wind, frost, rain and snow Mr. had experienced, and he didn't know how many people's desires Mr. had carried, so he didn't need to think about such a heavy matter.

Your own style is in the moment.

Fearless ...... He couldn't.

But in the face of fear, he could!

"Master, there are few people in the world who can compare with my ability, except for my senior brother Wang Zhuxing, who can have my momentum?"

"Look at my fire!"

"Look at my punches and kicks."

"That's fierce and majestic!"

"Hey, eat a punch!"

followed Wei Hao and didn't learn any serious fists and feet, he was in Fenglong Township, and he had his own martial arts.

The boxing technique is as fast as fire, the footsteps are as fast as the wind, and the moves are connected with moves, which is called a tiger and a tiger.

"Eat me with a trick 'dragon tail swing'!"

With a flick of the little tail, it directly smoked several monsters that surrounded him into powder.

It was so intense that the paper on the windows of the house was also poked into a hole, and the big eyes and small eyes inside were all looking at the fight outside.

At a sudden glance, it was really a little dragon man flying up and down, and he couldn't get close to anything.

"Young man has good skills......"

"That's it! My husband is 'Monkey King', what about me...... What about me......" Feng Jin'an's eyes rolled, and he shouted, "I am the 'Yunmeng Little Sage', and I am the first in Yunmengze!" ”

"Oops! I never thought that Shaoxia was also a fellow countryman. ”

"Isn't it?"

Feng Jin'an looked a little proud, and the fireworks around him were even more vigorous.

I only saw the black shadows of the human figures around the courtyard, and there were three less in an instant, Feng Jin'an's body was shocked, and in the dark, he actually felt that he was carrying something.

He couldn't look back, he couldn't see what he was carrying.

But the things on this back don't seem to have much weight, but it does make people dare not be careless, and they are very important...... I'm afraid it's not comparable.

"There is still evil in front of me, I will come when I go."

"How is it good for a young man to be bare-handed? There are some household goods in the yard, and they can always defend themselves without sticking to a sickle. ”

As soon as the words fell, a little red light responded, which made Feng Jin'an's eyes light up, picked up the sickle and left, shouting as he walked: "I drive away evil like mowing grass, just use it to summon." ”

After Feng Jin'an left, in the house, the child asked in a low voice: "Daddy, does that young man have real skills?" ”

"It's hard to say, but at least, they really protected us once."

"It's just that I haven't heard of 'Yunmeng Little Saint' before?"

"You know what a simple lady knows, if you have real skills, you naturally only make a move when you should make a move."

The master breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door again, and after fastening the latch, he said: "Sleep, sleep, I can sleep peacefully today." ”

The family fell asleep again, the lights went out, and in a moment, in a mountain village, all the families woke up.

The hostess hesitated for a long time before she said, "Master, I just had a strange dream......

"Huh? Are you dreaming too? I also had a strange dream, and I just wanted to tell you. ”

And in this scene, Feng Jin'an played with a sickle, jumped like a monkey on the roof of the courtyard wall, and with a wave of his hand, a humanoid black shadow was cut off.

Chopping up, the little dragon man suddenly went crazy, and he actually roared and shouted: "Hahahahaha, what kind of incompetent obstacles, it's not enough for me to scrape twice." ”

Between the surrounding houses, many faceless humanoid monsters gathered more and more, at first there were only thirty or fifty, and after Feng Jin'an roared, the mountains and fields were full of such monsters.

There are more and more of these monsters, like ants accumulating, a layer of black pressing, which makes people's scalps numb.

Although every monster has no eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and even a face, he can make gestures with his hands and feet, and his form and movements are a noble man.

Some are on their toes high, and their chins are pointed at people; Some walk lightly, others are in a hurry, and he is not in a hurry; Some of them are arrogant and arrogant, holding in their hands, carrying them, and holding them, and they are actually official seals......

Around these monsters, there are many monsters for them to drive, one by one swarming, allowing them to devour, and then making the monsters swell more and more, and they have become deformed monsters with normal human bodies but huge butts.

The butt is too big, like a fat tail, dragged on the ground, the fertile land is dragged thin and poor, just now it was still full of grain, and it became a grain in an instant.

Such evil deeds made Feng Jin'an look very angry.

"Look at the one who makes you angry! That monster is gone, watch me cut your ass with a knife! ”

The first battle was successful, and it could be regarded as a small test, Feng Jin'an was really brave and fearless at the moment, and he didn't know how, after killing a few monsters in a row, the "martyr arrogance" on this body was burning fast, but there was no sign of loss of qi and blood.

Feng Jin's peace of mind is also clear, I think this is the truth that Mr. said, fear breeds nightmares, but if there is a way to solve fear, this nightmare, there is a way to eliminate it.

"Phew! I am the second disciple of the 'Monkey King' and the 'Yunmeng Little Sage', you demons, see how I punish the master! ”

Bang, the sickle in his hand flicked forward, Feng Jin'an controlled his qi and blood, and he actually had the feeling of flying with the sword.

Although it is not as delicate as mana, wherever the scythe goes, it is like a finger touch, and the experience is even freer.

"Good means, good means, my skill is really a great skill!"

The monsters around the mountain village are densely packed, and the monster with a fat butt has grown a lot because more monsters have been devoured by it.

Many villagers in the village are whimpering and crying in their homes, or begging for mercy.

Feng Jin'an didn't understand it very well, he only knew that with every cry, one more faceless humanoid monster came out.

One after the other, they were all nightmares born of the fear of the villagers.

There are all kinds of nightmares in the world, what is the basis of the nightmare here, Feng Jin'an didn't know at first, but soon, a humanoid monster stopped moving, crawling around on the eaves of a house, looking restless.

This monster couldn't enter the house, so he crossed his waist outside the door and scolded, but there was no sound, it was purely a change of posture, so that people could know that they were scolding the street at a glance.

It was precisely because of this scolding that Feng Jin'an discovered that there was something inside this humanoid monster, a body as black as sludge.

"Oh? What's that? Isn't it Zhizhu? ”

Feng Jin'an rubbed his eyes, wanting to see the real thing, and immediately scolded, "Good guy, what kind of thing is this, it's really bad!" ”

It turned out that the things inside the monster's body were actually a notice, saying that it was going to collect taxes after ninety-nine years.

It was a tax bill with the old man's seal.

As for the monster with a huge ass, the reason why it can become huge is not for nothing.

Feng Jin'an counted, not to mention that hundreds of mobs were swallowed, and a single tax for a mob, how much does it have to be?

Looking at the big butt and shameless monster, there seemed to be weapons and magic weapons in his hands, and his eyes were round, Feng Jin'an saw clearly that there were four big words written on it - special to urge debtors.

"I'm!"

"Humph!"

"I'm so!"

"I'm going to be angry!"

Xiaolongren thought that the anger just now was already quite violent, but he didn't expect that the anger of his eight lifetimes was churning.

The whole person was like charcoal and iron in a furnace, red and hot, and instantly made the whole village look sideways.

"I see you collect taxes for ninety-nine years!"

"Master, I can't spare you!"

Swish!

With a wave of his hand, the sickle pointed to where to hit, and the "ninety-nine year tax" that was crawling on the eaves was directly cut in two.

The tax bill is gone, and this monster is gone.

"Daddy! Mother! The tax collector is gone—"

"Finally passed a level, passed a level......"

Another family hugged their heads and cried, Feng Jin'an couldn't hear this, not because he was sad to hear it, but because he was more angry when he heard it.

"Cry, cry, cry, you know to cry, master, I dare to do it alone. You are a big family, don't you know that you have a fight with a guy? ”

"The sky is falling, and there is me...... My husband is on top! ”

"My husband is the 'Monkey King', I am the 'Yunmeng Little Sage', these donations, if they are unreasonable, what will they do!"

"What's the use of crying!"

As soon as the killing was carried out, the crying in the house stopped abruptly, and the master's house looked through the crack in the door, and saw a little Langjun with a head and a tail behind him, who was wielding a sickle to kill the evil spirit.

Those evil ones are the tax notices that they fear day and night.

Ninety-nine years later, the tax is gone.

Eighty-eight years later, the tax is gone.

Thirty years later, twenty years later, all of them are gone.

How many years of nightmares, in an instant, was cut clean by a sickle.

Even the tax for the next year that will be levied is gone!

Feng Jin'an fought all the way, cut all the way, and always fought alone, but this time, a man rushed out and shouted: "Dad! He has a knife, we also have a knife, it's better to fight! ”

The old man, who was cowering behind the door, gritted his teeth, pulled a stick, and shouted after his son: "Fight, fight with them!" ”

Feng Jin'an, who was originally boring and lonely, saw this scene, and immediately smiled: "Hahahahahaha, what are you afraid of, the big deal is death." If you want to die, that's also my master, I will die first. ”

"Little Sage, Little Sage, you can't die, you can't die."

Old and young, this family came out to fight with the nightmare, and after shouting this sentence, they disappeared without a trace.

Subsequently, in a family in a mountain village, the man in charge of the house woke up suddenly, and then shouted: "Aya, I just had a strange dream, I dreamed of a 'Yunmeng Little Sage', who has a skill, and is so good that he is ......."

"Huh? Did you dream about it too? ”

After a while, the whole family woke up, and after discussing it together, they realized that they had dreamed of "Yunmeng Little Sage".

"I'm afraid it's not the gods."

This family actually chanted words like "Thank you for the blessing of the little saint" again and again, and in the "big dream", Feng Jin'an once again felt that the things he was carrying seemed to have increased a lot, and the flying sickle always felt that it had become sharper and sharper.

(End of chapter)