"What a good Sili captain, what a good slayer of demons!"
"Just a last-generation Crouching Tiger, with low cultivation and a bad tone!"
Accompanied by bursts of tiger roars, the fog on the mountain suddenly became thicker.
Wei Yuan took half a step back, crossed his swords, bit the tip of his tongue, and injected blood into his soul.
The two swords almost emitted a bloody aura that was visible to the naked eye.
Using the key points of Xuanyuan Sword Technique, the two swords seem to be wrapped with sword energy.
The mountain temple was destroyed and the seal was broken.
This is when the tiger is most vulnerable.
Accompanied by the low roar of the tiger, what came out of the demonic mist again was not the young man in white, but a large spotted insect with an eye-catching white forehead, representing the fur, fangs and claws of a dangerous predator. The most important thing is that it
The size is as big as two or three stories.
The hair stands on end, and the indifferent yellow pupils are locked on the prey. With the calmness of a feline predator, he steps slowly.
The huge sharp claws pressed lightly on the ground, making no sound.
Strength and agility are vividly displayed in the original body of this tiger.
Wei Yuan's expression changed slightly.
He is no longer afraid of ordinary tigers, and he has no fear with a sword in his hand.
But the tiger in front of him is too big. Wei Yuan himself can't even feed it. When he stands up, the sword in his hand may not be able to reach other people's abdomen. Wei Yuan has long known that he is facing a demon, the former mountain god.
, but the size is still too oppressive.
Only when you truly face the true form of this big monster can you feel the fear and chill that almost seeps out of your bones.
This is still the state in which it has been suppressed for more than a thousand years and almost two thousand years, and the mountain temple has been destroyed.
What exactly did Captain Sili seal in ancient times?!
On the New Year's Eve, what was China like between the Qin and Han Dynasties?
Wei Yuan held both swords in his hands and stepped back slowly.
The tiger roared in a low voice, but before it was killed, the strong wind turned into hurricanes and tore towards Weiyuan. Along the way, gravel, sharp shrapnel left by individual weapons, and dead trees on the mountain were all swept in, and the sound of
The scalp-numbing sound pierced through the air, tearing towards Wei Yuan from all directions.
A violent, tearing sound like a typhoon struck Wei Yuan quickly.
Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger!
Wei Yuan's expression changed, and he moved his steps, trying to avoid it, but the strong wind swept through, making his movements more than twice as slow. And if he quickly dodge with his back to the hurricane, the shrapnel and the like inside would spin at high speed and be enough to kill him.
life!
Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and opened his eyes wide, seeing that these miniature whirlwinds were the gathering of demon power.
The bloody sword energy on the two swords in his hands surged.
Crouching Tiger has magical powers that naturally restrain demons and ghosts.
He couldn't cut through the ordinary wind, but the whirlpool of demon power was not necessarily possible. Wei Yuan's heart was crossed, his feet stepped on the ground, and the swords of different lengths in his hands were staggered to cut through the strong wind. The blade of the sword slashed into the wind outlet, and swept away the shrapnel with a sweeping movement.
Then it suddenly penetrated into the core of the demon power in the strong wind.
A violent trembling force rippled along the blade of the sword and hit Wei Yuan's palm, causing the tiger's mouth to crack.
Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and slashed down the sword in his hand.
With a crunching sound, the whirlwind dispersed.
The strong wind blew violently along both sides.
Wei Yuan's cheek had been accidentally injured by shrapnel and blood was flowing out.
Even before he could breathe back his breath, a violent roar had already exploded.
A huge black shadow directly enveloped Wei Yuan.
The tiger king had already taken advantage of the situation and pounced on him.
Wei Yuan rolled backwards to avoid it, and almost fell down the mountain. The tiger's real body had just attacked fiercely, and his claws fell to the ground. The hard earth and stone were smashed into large pieces like tofu. The tiger's hind legs exerted force,
The front paws ejected sharp claws that were not much worse than the blade of a sword, and they cut and killed Wei Yuan.
The sharp sound pierced the air, like countless swords blocking the way forward.
Wei Yuan suddenly fell to the ground, like a ball moving downwards to avoid this move, and then exerted all his strength, lying on the ground and ran under the tiger's waist, and then rolled away to one side, and there was an extremely harsh sound in his ears.
Whistling fiercely, the tiger swung its body and swept its tail, like a steel whip, sweeping away the surrounding rocks and trees to pieces.
The energy did not dissipate, and a shocking arc-shaped ravine was drawn on the ground.
Wei Yuan narrowly avoided it. At this moment, he broke the sword and held it with his backhand, ruthlessly tearing it towards the Achilles tendon of the tiger's rear foot.
With the blessing of Wei's blood and spirit, the broken sword pulled a sword light and grabbed the tiger's hind legs.
The force of the counter-shock made Wei Yuan's palms go numb.
He gritted his teeth and exhaled loudly.
The Crouching Tiger belt card emits a low tiger roar.
The tiger suddenly turned around and attacked with its claws.
A trace of anger flashed in Wei Yuan's eyes. He did not follow the direction of the tiger's spin to avoid the tiger's claws. Instead, he used force against the tiger's movements. His own power superimposed the tiger's power. As the tiger roared, it
The Achilles tendon of his right hind leg was directly torn open by Wei Yuan's broken sword, creating a ferocious gash.
The tiger's claws struck down hard.
All of Wei Yuan's nerves were tense. Under the influence of the drug that had just been injected, his spirit was in an extremely active state. He relied on his footwork to avoid the sweeping attack that had almost no space in the blink of an eye.
Tiger Claw.
The tiger's claws knocked down a section of the cliff.
Wei Yuan groaned as the demon power swept across the air. He felt that the protective power of the Crouching Tiger Art was directly broken. His chest and abdomen were stirred, and there was a faint sweet taste in his throat. Without hesitation, the two swords in his hands were placed sideways on his waist and abdomen, and he immediately used
The sword technique, which exerts a heavy force and has a large flaw, cuts hard to the tiger's Achilles tendon.
After all, the broken sword is not long enough.
This time, the Eight-sided Han Sword almost doubled the size of the wound.
The tiger roared and roared, but its movements were obviously deformed when it jumped up.
The tiger's tail lashed out, and Wei Yuanjian couldn't help but lie down to avoid it.
The body of the Monster King is powerful, and its strength and defense are stronger than those in human form. However, sometimes, the huge size can also bring inconveniences. On the mountainous terrain, it also limits the tiger king's agility, and it is difficult for gunpowder to break through the big monster's body.
It's superficial, but Sili Xiaowei's spirit injection is specifically designed to restrain evil spirits.
His footwork and Xuanyuan Sword Technique were created by Zhang Daoling, the first heavenly master, and they have their own mysteries.
The tiger fell to the ground and staggered from its wounds.
A violent storm arose, turning into a violent barrier composed of several different wind currents.
Wei Yuan brushed his palm over the sword blade and injected spirit again.
His face turned pale, he raised the Eight-sided Han Sword in his hand, and slashed the raging demonic wind. His pace suddenly quickened, and he grabbed the wound before the tiger tiger could move. He grinned, held the Eight-sided Han Sword diagonally in his right hand, and pulled it out with his left hand.
The powerful power of the holster transforms the firearm, the muzzle of the gun is pressed against the wound, and the trigger is suddenly pulled.
Six armor-piercing incendiary bombs fired in an instant.
The armor-piercing projectile exits the barrel at high speed.
The gun core spontaneously ignited violently after high-speed impact.
This kind of small armor-piercing projectile is not a heavy-duty projectile for ships, and may not be able to break through the tiger's fur, but there is no problem in firing it directly at the wound. Six rounds of bullets are fired directly into the body, and then burn violently inside the body.
Not necessarily fatal, but painful enough.
Wei Yuan threw the empty gun at the tiger, and then violently retreated behind him.
The tiger suddenly roared loudly and stood on three legs. A violent storm arose and almost turned into the eye of a typhoon. The mountain temple was destroyed, which caused great harm to the mountain god who had just broken out of the seal. In addition, from the Eastern Han Dynasty to the present, the mountain god has been destroyed.
After being sealed for more than a thousand years, it can hardly use even 10% of its methods.
Otherwise, how can this junior be so arrogant?!
The wind was more violent than before and almost enveloped the entire mountain. The storm lowered the clouds and set off dust storms. There was faint thunder flashing violently. Wei Yuan's expression changed. This monster was trying his best to destroy this mountain.
After washing the mountain once, he struck a sword with his backhand. Perhaps practice makes him perfect. This sword directly tore open the wind barrier that enveloped him, and then he turned over and exited the core area where the monsters were raging.
Then it was discovered that Zhou Yi and others had also gathered during this time.
It's just that the look on his face was a little surprised and absent-minded.
It is rare for modern monks to see such skills.
Fighting a tiger alone, injuring the terrifying monster, cutting through the strong wind with your sword, and retreating calmly. The danger is that the onlookers will be frightened. If you make a wrong step, you will die on the spot. Swordsmanship, courage
, as well as spells, which are not at all like the style of modern demon slayers and practitioners where hot weapons are rampant, and it does not look like something they can do.
This is simply...
"It's just like the skills of ancient swordsmen in the sect's classics..."
A member of the special operations team who came from the Shu Dao Sect was mumbling and speechless.
Zhou Yi quickly came to her senses and gave Wei Yuan a spray of medicine to stop the bleeding. Looking at the medicine that was enveloped by the evil wind, she stepped back and said, "We have applied for air support. It is for the use of fighter planes against warships."
Heavy armor-piercing projectile.”
"The tiger demon's defense is very high, but this type of armor-piercing bullet should be able to defeat it."
Wei Yuan nodded, and an inappropriate question came to his mind.
The weapons used to eliminate demons this time are probably very expensive...
At this time, communication came from everyone's Bluetooth headsets. The mist mixed with demonic energy and sandstorms seriously affected the field of vision, making it impossible to see the internal situation. Even experienced warriors had difficulty in estimating the position.
Wei Yuan heard the sound and said: "How much vision is needed."
The answer came quickly.
He stood up, held up his long sword, and said, "In ten seconds, prepare to attack."
Because he had poured blood into his soul many times, his face turned pale, but when it came to this battle, a burst of red appeared. He held the sword in his right hand, and the tiger's mouth burst open. The blood had not dried yet, and he smiled casually:
"Just right, no need to bleed."
It also refers to painting with blood to break evil spirits and kill evil talismans.
Wei Yuan walked up to the core of the violent wind. The violent wind was raging, causing wrinkles to appear on his clothes. He raised the Eight-sided Han Sword in his hand, and the evil-breaking talisman on it lit up. He thrust it out with all his strength, piercing the demonic core of the demonic wind in front of him.
During this time, Wei Yuan's mouth was dripping with blood from this huge tremor.
He let out a breath and slashed the sword to one side.
The strong wind ahead was torn apart.
The true appearance of Mr. Tiger who was preparing the spell was revealed.
Behind Wei Yuan, there was a dark blue sky, as if a falcon fighter jet was flying across the sky. Armor-piercing bullets fell, and the Hujunshan Temple was destroyed. It took time to activate this large-scale magical power. Although he was afraid of the falling ammunition, he could only
Treat it as the same explosive attack as the previous attack on the mountain temple.
The tiger's claws caught the strong wind, were as hard as steel, and swept towards the armor-piercing projectiles.
There was a loud bang.
The heavy-duty ammunition aimed at sea beasts, battleships, and even aircraft carriers broke through the monster's defense, and then penetrated the tiger's huge body. The high-hardness and density metal core in the projectile sank into the internal organs at a faster speed, and then burned violently.
The spell is interrupted by destruction.
The fighter jet flew across the sky, and the pilot saw the wind and rain slowly dissipating in front of the swordsman below.
A drone from very far away quietly captured this scene.
The observation machine at the camp below the mountain transmitted the footage.
Zhou Yi and others were also distracted for a moment.
The armor-piercing projectiles flew into the sandstorm, making it difficult to see clearly.
There is an illusion.
It was as if the swordsman in front chopped up the wind and rain all over the mountain with one sword strike.
Tiger Lord is still alive, but his eyes are gradually dimming and his voice is deep:
"...the Five Thunder Techniques of Tianshi Mansion?"