hey demon

Chapter 10 Bone Erosion Rain
As night approached, the fog in the mountains and forests became thicker and thicker.

The branches and leaves swayed, making a rustling sound, and a figure walked quickly through the forest. He had white beard and hair, and his physique was as strong as a lion or a tiger, but he was as nimble as an ape when he took steps. Neither mountains, stones nor vegetation could be his hindrances.

"witchcraft?"

The mist was so dense that it completely covered the way ahead. Zhao Shan stopped walking when he noticed something strange.

"But what's the use of such sorcery?"

Concentrating on vigilance and moving his eyes, Zhao Shan showed a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth.

As a follower of Changqingzi, the sorcery is not so mysterious in Zhao Shan's eyes. He has fought with monsters more than once, and he has seen through the details of the sorcery in front of him at a glance. role, without the ability to attack and defend.

"Zhao Shan, this road is blocked, you should go back obediently."

The mist billowed, and the thin Zhang Zhong walked out of the dense forest and stood in front of Zhao Shan.

"Go back? Then watch the Zhang family swallow up the foundation left by the old master?"

Seeing Zhang Zhong approaching, the smile on Zhao Shan's face became colder.

He knew about Changqingzi's return with injuries, and he was even very clear about it, but he never thought that Changqingzi was really dead, after all, the injury didn't look serious at the time.

To this day, Zhao Shan has already guessed about Changqingzi's death, but he has been unwilling to believe it. After all, Changqingzi was kind to him, and everything he has today is a gift from Changqingzi, so He has been deceiving himself, telling himself that Changqingzi just encountered a little trouble, until Zhang Chunyi set foot on the fairy road and people from the Zhang family came to Changqingguan to stimulate him.

He knew that he couldn't keep silent any longer, otherwise Changqingguan's foundation would all fall into the hands of the Zhang family. The restlessness of the audience weakened Zhang Chunyi's energy and covered up his actions, but he didn't expect that he would still be discovered, but he was not afraid.

"Zhang Chunyi, is he your reliance?"

Roaring loudly, like a tiger howling in a forest, a berserk breath bloomed on Zhao Shan's body. Although he didn't see Zhang Chunyi, he was sure that Zhang Chunyi was here.

It was silent, Zhang Chunyi did not respond to his words.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhong let out a sigh.

"It seems that you don't want to go back. You keep saying that the Zhang family will swallow up Changqingguan's foundation, but isn't the young master also a disciple of Daoist Changqingzi?"

Ling Lie's aura emerges, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, wisps of blue-gold brilliance fluctuate in Zhang Zhong's fingertips. This is the Eagle Claw Strength he has cultivated. After switching to another major, he quickly developed his strength.

Hearing this, Zhao Shan kept silent and sneered all over his face. In his opinion, the reason why Chang Qingzi accepted Zhang Chunyi was only because of the deal with the Zhang family. In comparison, the other two were regarded as Only the true disciples of Changqingzi are qualified to inherit the Changqing Temple.

"Stop talking nonsense, you are not qualified to block my way."

"However, I dare to be rampant even after I have just practiced my strength."

Clenching a fist with five fingers, the dark red strength condensed, and the soles of his feet were smashed, smashing the ground, jumping high, taking advantage of the falling momentum, Zhao Shan punched Zhang Zhong fiercely, like an angry lion.

The fist is as red as fire, and there is a burnt smell in the air. Strength has characteristics, which can be cultivated the day after tomorrow, or it can be innate in martial arts. Blood is as red as fire, and Lion Heart Fist has its own burning characteristics , The skin of the puncher was scorched black, as if burned by fire.

"Good come."

Looking at Zhao Shan who came with a horizontal punch, he also exerted force on his feet, his five fingers formed claws, like an eagle pounced, Zhang Zhong went up to meet him.

And at this moment, a drizzle began to fall in the sky, and the clouds and mist rolled over, leaving a sufficient space for the two sides to fight, just like a ring.

The figures changed and looked like spirit snakes. Zhang Zhong and Zhao Shan, the two martial arts practitioners, collided again and again, and the pine wood thick and thin at the mouth of the bowl would be broken by their palms.

But Zhang Zhong is also very clear that he is indeed inferior to Zhao Shan in terms of hard power. After all, Zhao Shan's strength is already small, and he has just started, so Zhang Zhong did not blindly fight Zhao Shan. Instead, he gave full play to the flexibility of his body and started a fight with Zhao Shan.

Compared to him, Zhao Shan was already old, his vitality and blood were declining, and he couldn't last long in the fierce battle.

"Want to drag me to death? Do you think I don't know your plan? Roar."

His white hair was stained with red blood, the lion roared angrily, and roared through the wind and rain. Zhao Shan seized this fleeting opportunity, burst out with unprecedented speed, and punched Zhang Zhong directly in the face.

The angry roar of the wild lion was still in his ears, and his head was dizzy. At this moment of life and death, Zhang Zhong was unable to respond effectively.

Seeing Zhang Zhong like this, Zhao Shan's expression became more ferocious. His body skills were indeed not as fast as Zhang Zhong's, but he was not so weak that he could not be vulnerable.

Zhang Zhong was afraid of his tyrannical strength, so how could he not be afraid of Zhang Zhong's sharp claws?He deliberately forbears and sells his flaws, for the sake of this moment, as long as this punch falls, Zhang Zhong's head will be split like a watermelon, and as long as Zhang Zhong is killed, things will return to the original track. In fact, although Zhang Chunyi has become a cultivator, he is only a newcomer, and the refined monster is still a cloud monster, so there is nothing to worry about.

The fist wind hit, scraping his face like a knife, Zhang Zhong's eyes inevitably had a look of fear spreading, but at the moment when the fist was about to fall, Zhao Shan's figure suddenly froze in place, and then His knees softened and he knelt on the ground.

The seven orifices were bleeding, the skin was chapped, and dense blood streaks spread out, like broken porcelain, and the hair was disheveled. In an instant, Zhao Shan became a blood man.

"This...is this black magic?"

Raising his head with difficulty, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the tumbling clouds, Zhao Shan's face was full of bewilderment and unwillingness.

The cloud and mist parted, and Zhang Chunyi's figure walked out of it. At this moment, Zhang Chun was surrounded by clouds and mist, and wispy mist leaked out from every inch of his skin. His eyes were pure white, not like a human but like a demon.

"It's witchcraft and martial arts."

Looking indifferently, looking at Zhao Shan whose life had come to an end, Zhang Chunyi gave an answer.

From the very beginning, he used two spells, one was to dispel fog, and the other was to gather rain, and the drizzle was the embodiment.

Under normal circumstances, such a drizzle would not even be able to blow away vegetation, let alone a martial artist like Zhao Shan, but Zhang Chunyi added something to the drizzle, that is his strength.

Strength has characteristics, the scorching heat of Lion Heart Fist, and the tearing of Eagle Claw Kung Fu are all concrete manifestations, but they are all inherent in martial arts, and besides that, there are acquired ones that can be cultivated. Among them, Ming Jin, Anjin is the most famous two, and any warrior can try to master it.

The bright energy was fierce, while the dark energy was soft. Zhang Chunyi transformed his energy into dark energy and melted it into the rain, eroding Zhao Shan's internal organs, bones, flesh and blood in a silent manner. When it erupts, it will be like a landslide, no matter how hard it is to recover, Zhang Chunyi named this move Bone Erosion Rain.

And because Zhang Zhong had been prepared for a long time, he didn't suffer too much damage. After all, the most terrifying thing about the bone erosion rain is that it is silent and takes a certain amount of time to erode. Once he is prepared, it is not difficult to resist. .

Of course, if you want to combine martial arts and sorcery, it is impossible for a cultivator in the scattered human realm to do it under normal circumstances, but Zhang Chunyi has an inner scene where he can absorb monsters into his body. By extracting the demonic power and performing the demonic art with oneself as the main body, the control power is greatly improved, and it is precisely because of this that Zhang Chunyi shows the posture of being close to the demon.

Hearing this, Zhao Shan seemed to realize something.

"It's Jinli, it's Jinli. I underestimated you. I should have killed you earlier."

Coughing up blood in his mouth, Zhao Shan showed a trace of remorse on his old face.

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi's expression remained motionless.

"You dare not."

Looking down at Zhao Shan with disheveled hair, Zhang Chunyi directly pointed out his deepest thoughts.

Hearing this, Zhao Shan's expression froze, and Zhao Shan lost his last breath.

"Yes, I dare not. I only have a young son, and I am also afraid of death. You are the blood of the Zhang family. How dare I."

Seemingly angry, seemingly unwilling, the voice fell, and Zhao Shan died in despair. From the beginning to the end, he never had the idea of ​​attacking and killing Zhang Chunyi. Take over the foundation of Changqingguan as a big disciple.

As long as they occupy the righteousness, the Zhang family in Pingyang will not do too much after all. The famous family still needs a share of face. Changqingguan is not worth tearing off their own face. Although it is inevitable to cut the flesh in the end, the foundation can still be preserved after all. It's a pity that he still underestimated Zhang Chunyi.

(End of this chapter)