And when the black shadow's golden blade was about to slash at the Huikong monk, the black shadow seemed to sense something, and the knife did not cut down, but the figure retreated suddenly.

A black light shot out from not far away, passing through the black shadow that had no time to escape.

The black shadow didn't say a word, and the whole person fell straight with his eyes open, and his whole body was filled with black air, as if he had been swallowed by some evil thing.

At this time, the Huikong monk looked at the black shadow that had fallen suspiciously, and suddenly felt startled, and looked at the surrounding bamboo forest with an unnatural expression, but at this time, a voice came from not far away.

I only heard the man's slight voice coming: "Why do you have to save him, he is just a monk, is it any different from the one you killed?"

Then a somewhat cold voice said: "This monk has the excellent physique of a demon path cultivator, if he can teach it well, I am afraid that compared to me, his achievements are only high." The person who spoke said excitedly with some satisfaction as if he had met a baby.

Saying that, the two of them came to Huikong with a surprised face from the bamboo forest not far away.

At this time, there were two people who appeared in front of Monk Huikong, one was a tall man with a rough face, and the other was a mysterious person in a black robe with a grimace.

Huikong was shocked when he saw this, this tall man's appearance was not very eye-catching, but the surging qi and blood in his body still surprised him a little, this person is probably among the top martial arts masters in this secular world.

The strange black-robed mysterious person on the other side gave him a particularly dangerous feeling, he couldn't see his cultivation at all, and the black robe on his body gave him a breathtaking feeling, which made his back chill.

This is definitely a master, and this idea appeared in Huikong's mind in an instant. Because the black shadow fell down just now, the aura emanating from his body was the same as his, and it must have been his means of display.

Thinking of this, he decisively got up from the ground and saluted respectfully to the two people in front of him, and then said with a grateful face: "Thank you two for saving your life, in Xia Huikong, dare to ask who the two are?"

Seeing Monk Huikong like this, the tall man smiled slightly, and introduced to Huikong: "This is my Tiger Sitting Mountain's Liu Protector, and I am the Tiger Eighth Master of the Tiger Mountain, I don't know if Xiaoyou has heard of it?"

When Huikong heard the Tiger Eighth Master say the three words Tiger Sitting on the Mountain, he was shocked in his heart. Because in his mind, this is not the first time he has heard the name of this tiger sitting on the mountain. It's not that there is anything special about Hu Sitting Mountain, but Tiger Sitting Mountain is a powerful group of robbers, and this Tiger Eighth Master happens to be the current boss of Tiger Sitting Mountain.

Thinking of this, Huikong was puzzled in his heart, why did the big boss of the Tiger Sitting Mountain want to save him, he had no contact with the Tiger Sitting Mountain, and he had no negotiations, so it can be said that he was a person from two worlds that could not be beaten by eight poles.

Could it be that it has something to do with the mysterious black-robed man, although there are many ideas, but it is only a few breaths, and it seems to others that he is just stunned for a moment.

He was a little embarrassed at the moment, these bandits left his life at the moment, but it was not good to repay his grievances with virtue, although he didn't know what their purpose was, but at least he saved his life.

After thinking about it, he respectfully clasped his fists and said: "It turned out to be a benefactor from Huzai Mountain, so please accept the poor monk's worship for such a life-saving grace." After Huikong finished speaking, he made a big salute, and his expression and movements seemed extremely respectful.

Seeing this, the Tiger Eighth Master glanced at the black-robed man, and both nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "The reason why I, the Tiger Eighth Master, wants to save you, firstly, is for the Tiger to sit on the mountain to expand his power, and secondly, because you have the cultivation physique that Liu Protector fancies, I don't require you to deal with the complicated things in the door, you just need to cultivate well and make a move when the Tiger Sitting Mountain is in crisis." ”

Speaking of this, his voice changed but he continued to the black-robed man: "Protector Liu, this person will be handed over to you, this is the second thing that I asked for by the Eighth Master of the Tiger......

In the next few years, the black-robed people regarded Huikong as a personal disciple, and taught all the Demon Dao methods, this Huikong is worthy of being a genius who cultivates the Demon Dao, and in just a few years, he has cultivated the Demon Dao to a very high level, and now he is at the level of a great magician.

Seeing that this Huikong is making such rapid progress, I'm afraid there are not many people in this world, the black-robed man often sighs with emotion.

......

Looking at the surprised eyes of the people around him, Huikong looked indifferent, and a big black robe on his body was black and swirling, which looked weird and extraordinary.

The rough-faced man smiled: "No wonder I haven't seen you go out to do a mission in the past few months, it turns out that you are one of the great powers of the Tiger Sitting Mountain, I Liu is a newcomer, and Master Huikong will take good care of it in the future." He said this with enthusiasm, as if he had been friends for many years.

He was the local bandit leader who was recruited by the Tiger Ba Ye a few months ago, and he had not seen this Huikong monk for several months, and today Huikong suddenly came out of the customs, but it attracted his attention, although he often heard others mention it, but he heard that Huikong himself said it himself, but he still opened his mouth and was stunned for a long time.

Suddenly, there was a sound of fighting not far away, which attracted everyone's attention.

After just a few breaths, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky, and everyone was horrified when they saw it, and everyone raised their weapons and retreated.

There are fifty or sixty people outside, and there is no sound after a few breaths, I am afraid that this person who came must be a peerless master who kills decisively.

At this time, Xiao Yiqing had already jumped down, dressed in green clothes, the long sword in his hand was flashing, and his eyes were full of cold murderous intent.

At this time, several of the bandits felt a chill coming from their backs, and in an instant, they broke out in a cold sweat, and the swords in their hands were all paralyzed, as if they had lost their strength.

Only Monk Huikong was calm, as if he hadn't seen Xiao Yiqing, and drank the glass of water and wine in his hand as soon as he raised his head.

Xiao Yiqing was slightly stunned when he saw this person's demeanor, and thought: This person is either deaf or blind, otherwise I have such a big movement, how can he be so calm.

After the monk drank the wine, he looked up, saw Xiao Yiqing's stern appearance, smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "The donor came here today, didn't he want to destroy my tiger sitting on the mountain?"

Before Xiao Yiqing could reply, a person beside the monk said: "This person was only captured today, and he was directly sent to Master Liu's cultivation cave on the mountain, but he escaped somehow, this person is very powerful, and even the Eighth Master Tiger was injured in the fight with him." ”

As soon as the monk heard this, his original indifferent expression was cold, and a black gas filled his body, and the sky-high momentum shocked several people around him for several steps before stopping, and a cold and piercing word came out of his mouth: "Did you kill my master?"

Xiao Yiqing looked at this bald monk with a solemn expression, and under the sweep of his divine sense, he found that the monk seemed to be a big devil full of demonic energy, and he was not much more reckless than those high-level demon cultivators.

Xiao Yiqing couldn't help but marvel in his heart, this monk probably learned some terrible magic secret technique, otherwise he Xiao Yiqing would not have that creepy feeling.

Xiao Yiqing just paused, and then said lightly: "That's not true, I haven't made a move yet, so I let him run away." ”

Monk Huikong, who heard this, eased his expression a little, and said casually without looking at Xiao Yiqing: "I don't want to kill you, if you cut off your arm today, I can let you leave by yourself." Between the words is an irreversible tone in it.

But as soon as he said this, the bandits on the side were anxious, and only heard one of the men with a sharp voice hurriedly say: "Master Huikong, you can't let him go easily, otherwise those brothers outside will die in vain." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a noise of footsteps outside, and a group of people surrounded the courtyard in an airtight group.

Several figures stepped into the courtyard from inside the door, and when they saw the man in Tsing Yi standing with a sword, they were stunned at first, and then looked at Xiao Yiqing with some incredulous expressions.

One of the people who came in was the Eighth Master of the Tiger, he was shocked when he saw Xiao Yiqing standing in the middle of the courtyard intact, and a sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

I only heard the Tiger Eighth Master say in a trembling voice: "How can you be here? What about Protector Liu?"

Xiao Yiqing turned his head, smiled slightly, and said coldly: "I accidentally let him run away, it's a pity, it's just a little bit, but you can all die today, look at the sword ......"

As soon as he finished saying this, his face turned cold, his body stepped forward, and the long sword in his hand swept backwards violently, and with a bang, the big knife in the monk's hand was blocked.

The black qi on the knife was so powerful that it greatly damaged the aura of the long sword in Xiao Yiqing's hand, but after a while, the aura dimmed, and it shattered inch by inch under the big knife of Monk Huikong.

Xiao Yiqing's right hand flipped over, and another long sword appeared in his hand out of thin air, looking at Huikong is eyes flashed, but the heat in his eyes was unconcealed.

This time, the attack of Monk Huikong was even more fierce, and the rest of the people hid far away, for fear of being affected by Yu Wei and losing their lives in vain.

Under the continuous and vigorous slashing of the Huikong monk, Xiao Yiqing's arm was also unbearable, and he secretly said in his heart that this monk is too violent, this is not compared to spells, just relying on physical strength is so terrifying, if you add the secret technique of the Demon Dao, I am afraid that he Xiao Yiqing will escape as far as he can.

In a hurry, Xiao Yiqing took out two yellow paper talismans from the storage bag, and slapped them on himself without thinking about it, and his physical flexibility and strength increased significantly, which made the monk who had the upper hand in shock for a while, but after a while, the disdain in his eyes flashed.

A black light flashed in Huikong's hand, knocking Xiao Yiqing back by as many as five or six steps, but Monk Huikong did not move at all, and he couldn't see any expression fluctuations on his face.