Chapter 9 Slash!

The fox demon has already run away, and the power in the rune paper has been exhausted, he can't draw this talisman with his own mana, this time he still used the power of incense to draw it, but he didn't feel a pity, at least he picked up a life.

At the entrance of the village, Meng Huan's mana was rapidly consumed when chasing the demon tiger, and if he continued at this speed, he would inevitably be pounced on by the tiger within a quarter of an hour.

If it was elsewhere, Meng Huan could still run directly, and under the straight line attack, Meng Huan was confident that he would get rid of the tiger. But once Meng Huan leaves, the tiger's eyes will definitely turn to the villagers and what it wants, instead of chasing Meng Huan stupidly, after all, it has already opened its mind and understood the trade-off.

Meng Huan didn't hesitate, pretending to be out of mana, revealing a flaw. Sure enough, the tiger demon's nearly one-zhang long body pounced directly on Meng Huan, opening his bloody mouth, if this bite was solid, Meng Huan's upper body would be eaten.

Just when the tiger demon was about to bite Meng Huan's head, I saw a silver light flash, and the tiger demon's hair exploded, but at this time, it was impossible to dodge, and the sword light directly penetrated the tiger demon's mouth, penetrated into the Tiger Demon's Purple Mansion, and took its life.

Although the tiger demon died, Meng Huan was still knocked away by the power of the tiger demon, and even the people and the tiger crashed into the wall of the house at the entrance of the village.

However, this bit of power only brought Meng Huan a bruise, and he could recover in just one night.

Meng Huan didn't wait for the tiger demon's corpse to cool down, directly sealed, sealed its demon soul, picked up King Kong, dragged the tiger demon's corpse and rushed to the blacksmith shop.

Maruko breathed a sigh of relief and followed Meng Huan to the blacksmith shop, it would not leave Meng Huan.

In the blacksmith shop, it was the little blacksmith who was forging a sword for Meng Huan, the old blacksmith should be resting, and when Meng Huan was not there, they could only take turns and keep fighting swords for Meng Huan.

A divine soldier was going to be cast by their father and son, and they were excited to think about it, and they forged a sword for Meng Huan as if they were fighting chicken blood.

They were just about to take their shift, and the old blacksmith took the hammer and was about to strike the iron, when he heard his son exclaim, and he couldn't speak clearly, and he didn't know what he was saying.

"Don't make any noise, don't go to bed soon, I'll have you to strike the iron later!" said the old blacksmith impatiently.

"That's... There are tigers!"

"How can there be tigers, our village hasn't had a tiger for decades, you must see... "The old blacksmith turned his head, and his soul came out in fright, and he began to stutter when he spoke.

When they were dumbfounded, Meng Huan directly put the tiger blood into the quenching sword pool, picked up the red sword, and put it into the pool.

Suddenly, the sound of a tiger's roar seemed to sound in the blacksmith's shop, which originated from the sword.

When Meng Huan heard this, he hurriedly took out the demon soul of the demon tiger, and was about to throw it into the sword, only to see a black and a white person rushing outside the shop, Meng Huan took a look and was startled, isn't this the black and white impermanence of the soul?

Hei Wuchang shouted: "Bold monk, dare to disturb the reincarnation, quickly hand over the demon soul, we wait..."

Before he finished speaking, he was gagged by Bai Wuchang, and he could only hear him say: "Shangxian Mo is strange, the little god is No. 9526 Bai Wuchang of the Southern Ganbu Continent, and this is the 9527th Black Impermanence of the Southern Ganbu Continent, he has just joined the company and does not understand the rules, so please don't blame the immortals." ”

When Meng Huan heard this, it seemed that they didn't want to ask him for blame, so he threw the tiger spirit into the sword, and suddenly the demon blood in the pool was sucked up by the sword, and he was angry.

Bai Wuchang saw that Meng Huan ignored him, just cast the sword, and was rushed by this evil qi again, let go of his hand, let Hei Wuchang break free, and heard him say again:

"Ninety-five-two-six, why are you stopping me? I, and other clergy, who abide by the way of heaven, how can we let go of any person who violates the law and watch me arrest him..."

The words were blocked back by Bai Wuchang again, Bai Wuchang was even more anxious in his heart, he recognized that what Meng Huan was wearing on his hand was the magic weapon of the human sect to become famous-King Kong Zhuo, I heard that when the Supreme Treasure King Kong Zhuo was refined, the leftovers were all refined into Zhuozi, a set of nine, only people who taught people can have it, but 9527 just didn't understand what he meant, and he even wanted to ask this person for guilt, which really scared him to death.

"Shangxian, don't listen to 9527 nonsense, he's joking, if you don't have any orders, we'll leave. ”

Meng Huan's attention was all on the Tiger Spirit Sword at this time, no matter how black and white he was, he didn't know that he was invisibly pretending to be a force.

Hei Wuchang was pulled out, and immediately stopped doing it, and asked Bai Wuchang: "Hou Tu is on top, I want to cut off my robe with you, and it is my shame to be with your colleagues." ”

After speaking, he took out a ghostly knife and slashed it on his robe, and a black sleeve fell to the ground.

"Well, listen to me, do you see the brass in the monk's hand?"

"Hmph, what if you see it. Black Impermanence 9527 turned his face away and ignored him.

"When I was handing over a task once, I happened to be talking to the Pure Yang True Immortal when the judge was talking, and I accidentally saw the bronze stone he was wearing, and this was a kind of breath. ”

"Later, I asked the judge who that person was, and the judge introduced me to the characteristics of some people in the Three Realms that I couldn't mess with, and this was one of them. ”

When Hei Wuchang 95271 heard this, he picked up his sleeve and put it on his hand, and he actually closed it.

"This time it won't be counted, I'll cut it next time!"

It is not surprising that Bai Wuchang seems to be accustomed to it.

Ninety-five-two-seven was very good this time, and he pulled up Bai Wuchang and ran away, with a look of fear floating on his face.

Meng Huan raised the tiger spirit, and the sword did not open, but the three people in the room could feel a sharp intent from it.

"Good sword!" the old and young blacksmiths exclaimed, forgetting that the tiger body that almost occupied the blacksmith's shop, as for the black and white impermanence, sorry, they couldn't see it.

Meng Huan took this sword and before he could kill the enemy, he carved two seals on it - Tiger Spirit!

In his mind, this sword should belong to the best of mortal divine weapons, of course, it can't be compared with any humane holy sword, after all, this is just a sword of killing.

The old blacksmith was excited, and he picked up the Tiger Spirit Sword in the past, looked left and right, and only felt that this life was enough.

The Tiger Sword was not too heavy for the old blacksmith because of the tiger's life, after all, the sword was forged by this man's own hands.

Meng Huan only remembered at this time that the thirty-six ironclad Dao soldiers buried at the entrance of the village were about to go to the entrance of the village to pick them up, but suddenly appeared in his heart that the fox demon land had pasted a rune paper, and he also wanted to rob Meng Huan's shadow of King Kong.

He exclaimed, "Not good!"

Confess to the old and young blacksmiths, dispose of the tiger corpse, distribute it to the villagers, and ask him not to reveal that the tiger corpse was brought by himself, and the origin is with him. If the villagers knew that he killed the tiger demon, he would have to move tomorrow.

Meng Huan didn't wait any longer, picked up the tiger spirit, picked up the pills, and ran in the direction where the tiger demon came.

The old and young blacksmiths only remembered the tiger corpse on the ground at this time, but after several shocks, their hearts were already full of holes, and they would no longer be frightened by this.

The old blacksmith asked the little blacksmith to call the villagers to come over and deal with the tiger corpse, they would not reveal the origin of the tiger corpse, and they still knew about it.