Chapter 22: Fighting Demon Beasts
"In that case, let's go, junior brother. β
Jiao Yang's face was expressionless, like a warrior, knowing that there were tigers in the mountains, and he preferred to go to Tiger Mountain. And this is not an ordinary tiger, but a demon tiger with spiritual wisdom and cultivation comparable to the fourth level of qi training.
Han Lin showed gratitude on his face, but he didn't say anything, because true gratitude is not something that can be said in a sentence or two, but by action. He buried these gratitudes deep in his heart, if one day, he Han Lin can also become a powerful figure who calls for wind and rain, and he will definitely repay this kindness.
"All I want is for you to be grateful. β
Jiao Yang looked at Han Lin's appearance, and immediately knew that he had really thought of a good way in a hurry just now, and he was already happy in his heart, but he still felt that it was not enough.
"It's not enough, it's not enough, I've got to add more fire. β
Jiao Yang couldn't control the smile on his face, he hurriedly turned his back, leaving only an arrogant back, he coughed dryly, and said solemnly,
"Senior Brother Han, Xiao Luo, you wait here, Senior Brother will go to fight the black tiger and bring back the Soul Crossing Grass, if Senior Brother will not go, Senior Brother Han will bring my bones back to Lingyue Sect." β
Jiao Yang made a gesture to wipe his tears, looking like Top Gun, his back was infinitely raised, as if he had surpassed heaven and earth, and people couldn't help but be in awe at a glance.
Jiao Yang is happier the more he talks, his mouth is dancing into flowers, and the stars are flying wildly.
"There is also Xiaohua in the sect, senior brother has always suspected that she has a crush on me, and for a while she often secretly sent autumn waves to me, but senior brother was obsessed with cultivation and ignored her. Alas, if I unfortunately die in the tiger's mouth, how sad Xiaohua will be!"
The more Jiao Yang spoke, the more sad he became, it was really sad for the hearers, and tears for the listeners.
"And the pets I have, and the ......"
Jiao Yang's hands danced, and a pair of fleshy hands kept gesturing in the air,
Cough!
Luo Sheng coughed dryly and pursed his mouth.
Jiao Yang stopped his movements and turned his head to look at Han Lin, only to find that Han Lin was also looking at him with a strange expression at the moment.
Jiao Yang's fat face turned red, his eyes stared, and he immediately said categorically,
"It's useless to talk more, Senior Brother Han, and wait here for the good news from Senior Brother!"
After speaking, Jiao Yang used his spiritual power, obviously a fat man like a mountain of meat, but at this moment, he was extremely flexible, and between the tiger and the dragon, he disappeared at the end of the sight of the two of them without a breath.
"Is he going alone?"
Han Lin looked at Jiao Yang's departing back, his brows tightened, it was not that he had any doubts about his senior brother, but that Jiao Yang was indeed a little difficult to trust.
After two months of getting along, he hadn't seen Jiao Yang cultivate, except for dealing with that bone charm last night, he hadn't seen Jiao Yang make a move, and he really didn't have any confidence.
"Senior Brother Han is relieved, Senior Brother Jiao's words are just a joke, you don't have to take it seriously. With his ability, a demon beast with a mere fourth-level qi cultivation is naturally handy. After all, Senior Brother Jiao was also an inner disciple back then, if it weren't for ......"
Luo Sheng suddenly swallowed the words in his mouth, as if there was something unspeakable, he smiled at Han Lin awkwardly, and stopped talking.
Han Lin didn't ask too much, but a guess suddenly rose in his mind, and as soon as this guess appeared, it entangled in his heart and never dispersed for a long time.
For a while, the two had nothing to say, and there was silence all around.
It's just that for some reason, Han Lin looked at the direction where Jiao Yang was going, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.
A quarter of an hour passed, and Jiao Yang did not return. In the distance, a fierce tiger roar was heard, which pierced the clouds and cracked the rocks, shaking the entire poplar forest. Countless strange beasts scattered from the forest, each scattering as birds and beasts, without paying any attention to Han Lin and Luo Sheng, who were standing.
"Senior Brother Jiao should start fighting with that demon beast, Senior Brother Han listened, in another quarter of an hour, this black tiger will definitely be subdued. β
Han Lin nodded, since Luo Sheng had already said so, he couldn't refute it, so he had to suppress the ominous premonition in his heart.
Another quarter of an hour passed, and the roar of the tiger still did not stop, but became louder and louder, shaking the heavens and the earth, mixed with Jiao Yang's angry shouts.
"Cough, Senior Brother Jiao is really powerful, and his voice is like a bell. This black tiger demon beast is not a good type, I think it has rough skin and thick flesh, it must be resistant to beating, let's wait a while. β
Luo Sheng coughed dryly and hurriedly explained to Han Lin, who had a different color on his face.
It's just that Han Lin didn't believe it in his heart at the moment, and secretly slandered himself,
"It's really worthy of being raised by Senior Brother Jiao, this temper and personality are the same, it's just that, believe him again. β
At this moment, in the depths of the poplar forest, a man and a tiger are facing each other, and the poplars around have been cut off, and the original forest has become a small plain.
The beads of sweat on Jiao Yang's forehead continued to drip down, fighting big one by one, he gasped, and complained bitterly in his heart,
"Damn, didn't you say that this black tiger only has the cultivation of the fourth layer of Qi training? Which fourth layer of Qi training is so strong!"
His eyes were red, and he had the heart to kill Luo Sheng, what kind of qi refining fourth-layer is this? Jiao Yang estimated in his heart that this black tiger had at least a sixth-level Qi cultivation cultivation.
At this moment, Jiao Yang can't be distracted at all, this is a life-and-death fight, once anyone makes a mistake, he will die in Huangquan.
The muscles of his whole body tensed, and a wisp of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he wiped it away.
"Black Tiger, Jiao Ye hasn't felt pain for more than ten years, if Jiao Ye doesn't kill you today, I'm sorry for Jiao Ye's fat!"
Jiao Yang's hair was flying, the fat on his body was shrinking like deflated, and his whole body was "thin".
This thinness makes him look more lean. He looked at his hand with satisfaction, and threw a punch in the air, making a sonic boom.
"Jiao Ye hasn't fought with anyone for more than ten years, I hope you don't disappoint Jiao Ye. β
Jiao Yang clenched his fist with his right hand, and the spiritual power in his body overflowed outward, and he stared at the black tiger with a pair of bloody eyes.
These spiritual powers were condensed into fireballs in the air, and dozens of fireballs were ready to be launched, which was also a fireball technique. But unlike Han Lin, Han Lin's spiritual power was too small, the envoy's fireball was only a small one, and the temperature was not high, the damage was not enough, and Jiao Yang's spiritual power that had erupted at the moment had reached the seventh layer of Qi training.
The black tiger roared, as if sensing the threat of this person, it slowly stepped back, its whole body was bowed, and it looked ready to attack, as long as Jiao Yang made a slight move, its attack would hit like a storm.
"Chance!"
Jiao Yang let out a low cry in his heart, and he punched into the void, dozens of fireballs rained out, and their temperature was so high that it even curled up the space around him.
In an instant, the fireball came to the side of the black tiger, and the black tiger was agile, jumping left and right, dodging through the trees, and even opening his mouth to spit out, a wind blade flew out, cutting the fireball down.
In an instant, the smoke and dust were everywhere, Jiao Yang did not wait for the smoke and dust to dissipate, he took advantage of the victory to pursue, bit the index finger of his right hand, drew a spell on his left hand, and turned around and a thunderbolt hit him.
"See if you die!"
Jiao Yang said viciously, he gasped heavily, his chest constantly rising and falling.
However, the smoke and dust cleared, and a terrifying scene appeared in front of his eyesβthe black tiger was unharmed!