When he saw the tiger demon not running away, he stared at them with a fierce look.
Those two disciples were also a little inaccurate.
"Senior brother, does this tiger demon want to seek death?"
"Ao!!"
An Pingsheng looked at the two cultivators in front of him who didn't know the disaster was coming. A trace of hideousness appeared on his huge head, and the tiger eyes staring at him were cold.
I stared at them and felt a little scared.
"Senior brother, don't delay it. Use the beast control circle left by uncle, to catch the tiger demon." The younger disciple quickly said to the older disciple.
"good!"
At this moment, the elderly disciple also noticed that An Pingsheng's expression was wrong. His gloomy eyes made the elderly disciple feel a very ominous premonition. He raised his hand and pinched his handprint, and shouted loudly with a fierce and ruthless inner slut: "The tiger demon is surrendered by obedience
Bar."
The red beast eyes looked at the other party coldly. An Pingsheng felt that he was humiliated, and flames were rising in the red beast eyes.
Forget it if you are bullied by the old, you little ones want to bully them too? Go to hell!
The moment the sound fell, An Pingsheng's body suddenly moved.
"Swoosh!"
It was like a phantom, sweeping past and rushing towards the older disciples in the distance, leaving a afterimage on the spot.
"Hmph! I pretend to be a god, I don't believe that I can't deal with you, a seriously injured tiger demon!"
The older disciple made a quick gesture, and the true energy in his body gushed out like a tide, and the beast-controlling circle in the air showed the talisman inscription again.
"Don't be crazy!"
The older disciple slapped out with a palm.
"Swoosh!"
In an instant, the animal control circle moved, and the inscriptions of the talismans broke away from the shackles and turned into long ropes composed of talismans and rushed towards An Pingsheng like lightning.
"Buzz!"
There seemed to be a golden light flashing in the void. Before the talisman inscription approached, it was cut open by An Pingsheng with one claw.
However, this is not over.
The moment the talisman inscription was cut open, it suddenly split and divided into dense talisman inscriptions. If the talisman before formed a long rope, then the talisman is now like a flying needle in the sky, as if it was pulled, and the wind is strong.
They all flew towards An Pingsheng like heavy rain.
"Haha! Vulnerable!"
The older disciple was disdainful. He often ran to his uncle and practiced the beast control circle. He was already like an arm command, otherwise he would not have left with confidence.
The young disciple next to him was filled with joy. He thought the tiger demon suddenly became powerful, and he had just struggled to death for a long time.
Facing the heavy rain and flying needles flying in front of him, An Pingsheng's face remained unchanged. He saw the light on his forehead, the vertical lines in his eyebrows slowly cracked, and a bright beam of light like a river was shot out from it, covering An Pingsheng.
Above his head, it was like an airtight star waterfall, hanging across the sky.
The flying needle of the talisman shot on the starry light curtain, making a collision sound like iron, but none of them could get into it.
In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of flying talisman needles hit the starry light curtain and were blocked!
"What?"
Not only the older disciple was shocked and lost his voice, but the young disciple was even more stunned.
The beast-controlling circle was blocked?
The physique of people cannot be generalized. The alchemy monk can control magic weapons like a qi-training monk.
If the magic power of a monk who is condensed alchemy is compared to electricity, then the magic power of a monk who is trained in Qi is steam, and the effects caused by the magic tools driven are of course different.
"Swish!"
The moment the flying needle of the talisman disappeared, An Pingsheng's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.
"Not good! Senior brother, please dodge!" The young disciple's pupils contracted, and he rushed towards the older disciple while reminding him.
The older disciple suddenly felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and subconsciously flashed beside him.
"boom!"
The claws slashed through the sky, and the stars split the sky and slashed on the older disciple's arm. Halfway through, they were intercepted by a sword.
"ah!!!"
The elderly disciple flew away, and a deep claw mark appeared on his arm, and blood surged like a spring.
Looking ahead, I saw An Pingsheng's claws and the young disciple's swords shaking together, stalemate in the air, motionless.
The older disciple gasped. If the junior brother hadn't helped him block it, this sword would have been enough to break his arm.
"Senior Brother! The centipede insect died without being stiff. This tiger demon still has the power to counterattack. Let's go together!" The young disciple stared at An Pingsheng with a cold look, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.
"Just you?" An Pingsheng's eyes were cold.
"See the demon quickly and surrender, otherwise I will never spare your life when my uncle comes back." The young disciple sneered.
An Pingsheng didn't say anything, but saw his cheeks bulging and a flame ejected from his mouth.
The young disciple was furious and subconsciously turned his head to avoid it.
Just as his emotions fluctuated, An Pingsheng pulled his claws and actually made a long spark on the long sword, and the tip of the claws accurately struck the young disciple's hands.
The young disciple cut off two fingers in an instant.
"Ah!!! You are such a despicable monster!" The young disciple screamed and pulled back.
An Pingsheng was in power and refused to forgive others. He bullied himself and slapped his tiger claws again.
"Cher!" A golden sound collided.
The young disciple took several steps back and lost two fingers. The young disciple held the sword more powerful than before. After the collision, the sword in his hand was unstable and almost broke out.
If An Pingsheng hadn't been seriously injured, this palm would have been enough to blow him away.
An Pingsheng adjusted his body and pulled it out with another tiger claw. The young disciple was about to raise his sword to block it, but he saw An Pingsheng avoiding his sharpness at a strange angle, driving straight in, and slashing directly on his arm with one claw.
"laugh!"
Blood sprinkled, and an arm rose from the sky!
Just two moves, the young disciple broke his arm!
"Ah!!!" the young disciple screamed and retreated repeatedly.
"Junior brother!" the elderly disciple roared.
Without hesitation, he drew out his long sword and attacked An Pingsheng.
The young disciple was free and quickly lit it twice on the broken arm to stop the gushing blood.
"Junior brother, use the combined fencing technique and must kill this demon!"
The older disciple shouted loudly, and the young disciple didn't care about his injuries and immediately formed a sword formation, with the older disciple as the core of the sword formation and himself as the auxiliary. The two of them instantly gathered together, as if they were integrated into one.
"Kill!" the older disciple shouted.
The two of them waved their swords together, and the sword light gathered in the center into a dazzling sword light that was ten feet wide, which was boundlessly sharp and made a loud sword roar.
Then, the sword light soared into the sky, like a giant sword falling from the sky, slashing hard at An Pingsheng below.
"It's the joint fencing technique again?"
Looking at the sword light falling from the sky, An Pingsheng sneered in his heart. This sword technique seemed amazing, but in fact it was flashy. The martial arts of the world were nothing more than the three-word key to fast, accurate and ruthlessness. This combined swordsmanship technique did not occupy any of them.
An Pingsheng was born in a wild way, but his fighting experience was honed in life and death, which was far more practical than this gorgeous swordsmanship.
"Real killing skills are far from being so complicated!"
An Pingsheng closed his eyes. The moment the sword light fell, An Pingsheng's eyes widened, and the entire tiger's aura suddenly became extremely fierce, rising in the wind, and his body grew several times out of thin air, and a violent aura occupied it.
In the whole audience, the evil aura soared into the sky.
The fire cloud condensed at the soles of the feet, and the tiger wings on the back were spread out. An Pingsheng stepped forward, and his body turned into a phantom, flashing out almost like teleportation.
"Swoosh!"
Only a few afterimages were left in the air, An Pingsheng easily dodged the dazzling sword light and walked around in front of the two of them.
"How is that possible?" The older disciple looked shocked, and their joint fencing technique was actually avoided.
This tiger is too outrageous.
"Kill him!" The older disciple did not hesitate and stabbed An Pingsheng with a sword.
The young disciple also used his other hand to shoot at An Pingsheng. For a moment, An Pingsheng was surrounded by two airtight sword lights, and could not avoid them. He was about to be dismembered by the scattered sword.
.
"I can destroy it with all my powers!"
An Pingsheng's eyes were cold, and his tiger's palm was raised high and slapped on the sharp sword. Suddenly, the sword force of the two was in chaos, and a crack appeared in the originally airtight sword light.
The next moment, An Pingsheng drove straight through the crack, avoiding all the sword lights, while the tiger's palm was raised again, the tiger's claws were filled with golden light, and the void was vaguely twisted.
No bright light!
Only sound booms were heard.
The air fluctuates violently!
"Bang! Bang!"
The two heads shattered in response to the sound, blood spilled, and two fireworks seemed to bloom in the sky.
The two headless corpses slowly fell down.
Kill two people in one palm!
If others look at it, they will be so amazing that they can't speak.
"boom!"
An Pingsheng fell heavily on the ground.
Without delaying a minute or a second, he found Wu Wenwei, with a thick tiger palm, grabbed his upper body, and squeezed it hard to completely end his life.
"Click"
Plasma and minced meat, mixed with broken bones, splashed directly from An Pingsheng's fingers, and the huge head was filled with anger: "Everything is caused by you, okay, very good!
I remember the humiliation!!”
Insult, yes, in An Pingsheng's opinion, today's experience is a pure insult!
If you don’t take this revenge, he will not be a tiger!
Next, An Pingsheng packed up the three-piece battlefield, constrained his soul, searched his body, and swallowed it in!
Immediately afterwards, An Pingsheng took the unconscious Bai Xiaosu to the depths of the dense forest without delaying a moment.
No one knows when the elixir monk will come back?
More importantly, he himself has already exhausted himself.