Author: Peace Shark

Chapter 13 Helping the Tiger

Lost the support of weird energy.

The inn once again returned to its ruined appearance.

Broken tables and chairs were piled up everywhere, and broken corpses half-buried in the soil could be seen everywhere.

The black mist formed by the gloomy energy all returned to one place, and Liu Fu's father's corpse suddenly expanded.

The broken head twisted into the shape of a ferocious beast, and the torso grew large dark yellow bristles and knotted muscles. A black and yellow tiger tail swung, breaking the beam behind it, and the nearly three-meter-tall monster opened its mouth and roared.

I see

An Jing stood with a knife in his hand, his eyes flashing, and the confusion in his heart was finally answered along the way.

Stepping forward, the speed continued to increase. Nuan Dong, carrying the sharp wind, hit the claws of the strangely transformed tiger demon in front of him.

"I have to thank you!"

With his arms tensed, An Jing stared at the ferocious tiger demon and said in a deep voice.

The previous scene in the inn proves that part of Weird's innate ability is to restore the past scene.

This was supposed to be a trap for it to hunt outsiders, but it became the key to solving the mystery.

The tiger demon transformed by Liu Fu's father is the answer that An Jing is looking for on this trip!

The previously acquired clues are connected in the mind.

During the trip to Lingnan, he must have obtained a certain treasure in the ancient tomb, which caused changes in himself.

The convoy was attacked in a black shop, which completely activated the power of the treasure, so that Liu Fu's father transformed into a tiger demon and killed all the bandits in the store. He even wandered into the mountains to vent his anger and massacre other bandits.

Only in this way can we explain his roar in his dream after escaping alone, and his habit of eating fast and chanting Buddha's name.

Likewise, the strange monster in front of me was transformed from the ghost of a bandit.

He was killed by a tiger demon during his lifetime, and the strongest people in his impression were naturally Liu Fu's father and the tiger demon.

It is precisely because of this that it exists in the form of Liu Fu's father

Facing the threat from Anjing, he even chose to attack with this tiger demon!

The rainwater passed through the gap in the roof of the inn and fell on the sharp edge of the warm winter.

The blade of the blade collided with the tiger's claws, and the yang fire and the yin energy clashed with each other.

The tiger demon that absorbed all the surrounding energy was obviously superior in terms of strength. It roared and exerted all its force to overthrow An Jing.

An Jing took advantage of the force to fly up, kicked the tiger demon's chest with his right foot and hit him hard, turned over in the air and landed low.

The next second, his hind legs suddenly exerted force.

The Miao knife in his hand thrust into the chest of the tiger demon who was about to pursue him.

The victory or defeat of a battle depends on more than just strength.

After more than ten years of hard practice, today is finally the time to put it into play. Miao Dao's skills have long been engraved into his instinct, and this series of movements is as smooth as lightning.

The Yang Fire submerged into the tiger demon's body, just like water entering boiling oil, causing a sudden crackling sound.

An Jing, who had the upper hand, saw that the tiger demon who had been hit hard seemed to be going crazy, with a cold look on his face, he suddenly drew his knife and retreated, turning his back to the tiger demon to avoid the sharp attack, but then rushed out a few meters, waiting for the tiger demon to launch an attack and the middle door opened, and then

As if there were eyes in the back of his head, he turned around and swung the knife, drawing an arc in mid-air with both arms and slashing his head.

Spatula style!

The tiger demon who had just suffered from pain did not dare to take the blow forcefully, and hurriedly opened the Miao Dao.

However, it just raised its claws here, and Anjing seemed to have expected it. He suddenly pulled his arms back to his waist, causing Nuan Dong to avoid the tiger's claws and then sink down, and then hit the tiger demon's chest with a thrust.

After hitting the target with one blow, Anjing kicked forward with both feet, and the blade of the blade sank into the tiger demon's chest.

The red light on Nuan Dong Dao faded at a speed visible to the naked eye. This was the inevitable consumption of purging the gloomy energy. The tiger demon's form became blurred as it roared sadly, and it vaguely transformed into a twisted, thin and tall human form.

Oops!

An Jing noticed the changes in the blade and felt a shiver in his heart.

Just now, when I was killing the corpses that were all condensed with dark energy, I just felt so happy. I forgot that the energy of the Zhengyang Fire Talisman was depleted very quickly.

At this moment, the tiger demon noticed that the damage caused by Miao Dao to him was weakened, and his eyes suddenly lit up with a scarlet fierce light. He leaned forward, ignoring Nuan Dong who had lost the attachment of the sun fire, and several half-human stars condensed out of his arms.

The half-tiger's head embraced Anjing.

An Jing tried to draw the knife and retreat, but found that the ribs of the corpse had somehow tightened, forcing the blade of the knife to jam.

The tiger demon wanted to force An Jing to choose between being swallowed directly or giving up his weapon!

Let go without hesitation and avoid the tiger demon's attack.

Seeing An Jing give up his weapon, the tiger demon grinned its fangs and let out a weird scream, directly engulfing Nuan Dong with its dark energy to prevent An Jing from looking for another opportunity to pick it back up.

In its view, Anjing without weapons can only be at its mercy.

It's a pity that the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Temporarily losing the warmth of winter, Anjing retreated while the red scale gloves appeared automatically. He took out two brand new Zhengyang Fire Talismans from his waist and tore them off. His fists ignited with red light, anger sank in his Dantian, and he opened his precise fists.

shelf.

Over the years, he has practiced more than just sword skills!

Relying on his much taller and stronger figure than Anjing, the tiger demon pounced forward in an attempt to overwhelm the opponent, but Anjing had no intention of backing down. Instead, he went straight up to meet him, and short hitting was also his strength.

The tiger demon was huge, so Anjing used his footwork to win and fight around it.

He sideways dodged the tiger demon's sharp claws and hit it directly in the waist and abdomen with a cannon blow. He raised his foot and kicked the tiger demon's calf. Although it could not cause any damage, it could make its body shake. Its arms were crossed in front of its chest.

forward.

Japanese punch punch!

Because of the height difference, An Jing's fists could only hit the tiger demon's chest and abdomen. But even so, the damage caused by the red scale gloves and the two Zhengyang Fire Talismans was extremely exaggerated. Every punch hit would dissipate a lot of Yin.

Dark energy.

The tiger demon's body was trembling, its chest was shriveled, revealing its rugged frame and tall, dark figure. The ferocious tiger face also transformed into a vicious ghost. An Jing saw the bite marks all over its body and the tiger's forehead.

Pattern.

"Oh, what did I think it was? It turns out to be a demon!"

An Jing sneered as he stepped forward and hit Weigui's waist with his elbow.

It is said that the souls of people killed by ferocious tigers cannot be reincarnated and can only become the puppets of the tiger monsters, looking for prey for them.

The strange body in front of me is the resentful soul of those bandits. It is obvious that Liu Fu's father fled and failed to find the owner of the tiger demon. In the end, he could only stay in this inn. After a long time, they entangled each other and formed their current form.

Faced with An Jing's continuous offensive, the ghost can no longer maintain the appearance of a tiger demon.

Seeing the opportunity coming, An Jing turned around, grabbed the crossbow from his waist with his left hand and pulled the trigger, and a talisman arrow shot out.

Compared with the talisman, which requires continuous attacks to be effective, the talisman arrow can be said to be the only instant burst method that An Jing has at the moment.

The ghost's body was already erratic after being hit by An Jing, and the distance was extremely close, so he couldn't react as well as the head that was hit directly by the talisman arrow.

Outstanding effect!

A large amount of black mist rose from the body of the sad ghost, turning into resentful faces and dissipating under the burning sun.

The huge ghost form gradually shrank and turned into black mist and dispersed.

An Jing took a long breath.

Suddenly, I noticed that there seemed to be something else inside the ghost, which was falling to the ground as it disappeared.

There will be more later
Chapter completed!