As the two senior brothers spoke, they took off their swords and followed behind the team.
The junior brother blinked his eyes and asked in confusion: "Senior brother, why don't we go down directly to stop those villagers?"
"Hmph," the senior brother snorted coldly and said, "These are all foolish people! If you go down and persuade them with kind words, they will definitely agree well on the surface, and they will worship again behind their backs. It is better to wait until the worship.
When the demon appears, we will take action to subdue the demon again."
The senior brother seemed experienced and seemed to know that he had experienced many such things.
"What should I do with the Fuxian Conference?" the junior brother asked again.
"It's okay, now it has reached the boundary of Donglizhou, not far from the Fuxiantai of Taixu Sect. It will be a journey of two or three months. The Fuxian Conference will be open for half a year, so it will definitely be too late.
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This speech was faintly revealed. They were not monks from this state, but came from other states.
When the senior brother said this, the junior brother also felt relieved.
Then a hint of tension appeared. This was the first time I had to contact a wild demon, so I was naturally so nervous.
Seeing the junior brother's expression, the senior brother burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, Junior Brother Lin, don't be nervous. There will be no vicious monsters in this remote countryside. Then you will be behind me."
Hearing the teasing of his senior brother, Junior Brother Lin instantly turned red and said dissatisfiedly: "Senior Brother, you underestimate me again. Let's see how I can get rid of demons later!"
"Hahahaha, OK."
......
A group of mortals in Chiyun Village would not notice that there were monks following me, but they would still knock and hit the altar where they would go to the usual sacrifice.
Originally, there was a stone statue of the Red Dove here, but it was taken away by the Red Dove overnight.
Everyone placed gold, silver and five animals on the altar, and placed the little girl and boy covered with red cloth in front of the futon in front of the altar.
Although the little girl was covered with red cloth, she still couldn't help looking east and west. The village woman told her before that she must not take off the red cloth herself and must wait for Lord Shanjun to unveil it, otherwise Shanjun
Adults will be angry.
The little girl naturally agreed...
The old village chief was holding the fine incense in front of the altar, muttering words constantly.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew around, causing the surrounding plants to sway, the leaves to rust, and the branches to tremble, as if they were about to break.
The villagers kneeling in front of the altar couldn't help but shivered, and felt an inexplicable fierce aura in the air, and were frightened.
The old village chief's beard was blown away, but he continued to mutter and seemed extremely calm.
After dealing with Chijiu for so long, this scene is still resilient.
I finished reading the words from the old village chief.
The demonic wind is even worse, and some people are even blown away so much that they can't open their eyes.
"Ao!!"
A domineering tiger roar rang in the altar without any warning. The tiger roar was shocking, like a thunderbolt, which shocked the entire altar trembled violently.
The villagers then discovered that a huge platinum tiger appeared in front of them. The tiger was extremely huge, with awe-inspiring tiger power and the domineering aura of the king of hundreds of demons filling the world.
On the forehead, the black king pattern was jumping like a flame, lifelike, looking fascinating.
Just by just a glance, the fierce tiger power came directly, and only felt the two fighting forces, the limbs were weak and the liver and gallbladder were broken. This... this was even more profound than the power of Lord Chijiu.
The old village chief is closest to Lord Shanjun, and he feels the greatest power. If the old village chief was not strong and had no heart disease, he might have been scared to death by the powerful.
"Shan... Lord Shanjun." The old village chief said with courage: "I... we are the people of Chiyun Village. We want to ask for the protection of Lord Shanjun. In the future, we will definitely worship you from time to time and serve as Lord Shanjun.
Let the card set up, please forgive me!"
As he said that, the old village chief knelt down and kowtowed.
Just as An Pingsheng was about to say something, a disharmonious voice came from a distance.
"Hey, there is still a tiger demon here. It just so happens that you can't escape today." The immortal cultivator, who was called the eldest brother by Junior Brother Lin, suddenly appeared behind a group of villagers.
His surname is Zhao and his name is Zhao Feiyang. He has a very good qualification to cultivate immortals. He was born in a small mountain village. When he was only a few years old, his parents were eaten by a tiger that rushed out of the mountain. Fortunately, he is now in the house.
The monks from the sect passed by, saved his life, and killed the tiger.
However, that experience caused his hatred for monsters. When he embarked on the road to immortal cultivation, he swore in his heart that as long as he succeeded in practicing in this life, he would definitely kill any monster when he encountered it.
Monsters in the world.
The hatred for demons has penetrated into his bones. I don’t know when it actually became a habit. Therefore, when he encounters such a thing as feeding monsters with humans, he likes to take care of them!!
"Hmph, my parents were eaten by a demon tiger back then, and another white tiger appeared here. Okay, today I, Zhao Feiyang, will do my best to kill you, the demon tiger." Zhao Feiyang's eyes
It's cold.
"Senior Brother, be careful, this monster is not simple." The junior brother Lin reminded the senior brother while directing the villagers to leave.
This tiger demon is so majestic that it is obviously not a small character.
Zhao Feiyang's cultivation level reached the fifth level of Qi training. In his perception, An Pingsheng was just a demon tiger who practiced one or two levels of Qi training.
"Don't worry, Junior Brother Lin, a mere demon tiger, no matter how powerful it is, it can't escape the sharpness of my sword." Zhao Feiyang looked at An Pingsheng and recalled the scene in his mind when he witnessed his parents burial under the tiger's mouth.
A cold murderous intent emerged.
An Pingsheng and the old village chief were both confused, and the old village chief was stunned. He said that I did not invite the monk to eliminate demons. Do immortals like to do good deeds now?
But the old village chief dared not offend him on both sides. Seeing that the immortal chief helped them leave one by one, he also left with the help of Junior Brother Lin.
An Pingsheng was also confused. Are you offering sacrifices to me or sending me on your way?
When An Pingsheng saw that the old village chief looked dull, he also reacted.
I met an enthusiastic monk again.
As you, the immortal cultivators in the fairy world, do nothing, just think about eliminating demons, right?
No matter how much you complain, you still have to hit the rack.
I saw Zhao Feiyang burst out his sword fingers from his right hand. In an instant, the flying sword flew up in the air and trembled violently in the air. The crisp sound of the sword emanated from the sword body, and the crystal light of the sword spewed out several feet long.
, turned into a crystal clear practice and rolled over to An Pingsheng.
The flying sword was very fast, and only saw a flash of white light in front of him, and the sword had already appeared in front of An Pingsheng.
It seems that everyone in the fairy world can play a good sword.
"Ao!!"
An Pingsheng's eyes were cold, staring at the flying sword. On this sword, he felt a danger, as if, in the dark, the sword had a restraining effect on him, although the aura was still very weak now.
, but it still made him feel a deep vigilance.
An Pingsheng did not dodge or avoid, and dozens of flame blades emerged around him in an instant, surrounding him, and trembled in three consecutive "clang clang clang".
Three flame blades broke through the air, as if they were physical, appeared respectively where the flying sword was about to pass through, and bombarded with the flying sword.
"Bang bang bang bang!!"
The flame blade was made by An Pingsheng's extremely skillful method. Although it seemed to be formed by invisible flames, after real condensation, the sharpness of the blade is no less than that of the actual one, and it is accompanied by a huge high temperature, which can be under his control.
, flexible operation and strong attack power are definitely no worse than the sword energy of immortal cultivators.
Three waves came through the air, and the first bombardment of the flying sword was launched, and the attack was not random attacks.
An Pingsheng also had little thoughts, one slashed in the middle of the flying sword, and one slashed in front of the sword light blocking the flying sword, and the last one slashed the hilt of the flying sword.
As long as you attack a few more times like this, you will definitely find the weak points of the flying sword and break through them in one fell swoop.
"Hmph, you demon tiger are smart!!" Zhao Feiyang could see An Pingsheng's thoughts at a glance, so how could he succeed easily.
When I saw three light blades hitting the flying sword, my body trembled slightly, but I shouted lightly.
"Buzz!!"
The flying sword is Zhao Feiyang's natal magic weapon, and its grade is directly ranked among the top-grade magic weapons. Its power is no less than the magic weapon refined by the cultivator of the Dan Condensation Stage.
This flying sword slashes hundreds of demons, and is powerful. His master once said that if this sword can slash thousands of demons, he might be promoted to the ranks of truly top-quality magic weapons.
Then he will be the real nemesis of the demon clan.
Slashed by the flame blade, a layer of crystal sword light suddenly burst out from the sword body, with a huge light. The huge sword energy spurted out from the sword, and each thread was extremely sharp. It was twisted with the flame blade and even three were on the spot.
The shattering of the handle light blade.
The sword energy was like a rainbow, and it continued to roar and swept towards An Pingsheng.
"Ao!!"
An Pingsheng's mind was shocked. This guy dared to meddle in other people's business, but he still had some skills.
However, although he was shocked, he was not afraid. His eyes were calm. He growled and immediately saw the remaining flame blades flying up and down beside him quickly drew a stream of light in the air.
However, they did not continue to rush towards the flying sword, but collided in front of An Pingsheng at the same time, like liquid.
Several flame blades merged into each other at this moment. In the blink of an eye, a waning moonlight blade of five or six meters was formed in front of you.
"Come on, I'll make a sun tooth soar!!"
After the huge flame blade was formed, it did not stop for a moment and slashed down at the flying sword.
"Bang!!"
The giant blade formed by several flame blades is so powerful that it is not as simple as a simple combination. The blades emit a slight sense of heat. After slashing, a large piece of sword energy was shattered on the spot and cut it into pieces.
On the flying sword, a huge demonic power was poured out.
This is not over yet, An Pingsheng's entire tiger flew out, as fast as lightning.
"Senior Brother, be careful!" Junior Brother Lin, who had just returned, saw the demon tiger rushing towards Senior Brother.
At this time, Zhao Feiyang's mind was mostly immersed in controlling the flying sword. At this reminder of his junior brother, he couldn't help but glance and suddenly shuddered in horror. He only saw a fierce tiger face in front of him.
The tiger's mouth also grinned in a hideous arc.
"What's going on? Brother, do you have any objections to the tiger?"
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