From the advent of the mountains and seas

Chapter 13
Lost the strange energy support.

The inn once again returned to its ruined appearance.

Broken tables and chairs are piled up everywhere, and broken bodies half buried in the mud can be seen everywhere.

The black mist formed by the dark energy gathered in one place, and the corpse of Liu Fu's father suddenly swelled.

The broken head was twisted into the shape of a ferocious beast, the torso grew a large area of ​​dark yellow bristles, the muscles were knotted, and a black and yellow tiger tail swung, breaking the beams and pillars behind him, and the nearly three-meter-high monster opened its mouth and roared.

That's it
An Jing stood with a knife in his hand, his eyes gleamed, and the doubts in his heart along the way were finally answered.

Stepping forward, the speed continued to increase, Nuan Dong bumped into the strange claws of the tiger demon in front of him with a sharp wind sound.

"I have to thank you!"

Arms tensed, An Jing stared at the ferocious tiger monster, and said in a deep voice.

The vision of the previous inn proves that part of the eerie talent's ability is to restore the previous scene.

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

The tiger demon transformed by Liu Fu's father is the answer that An Jing is looking for in this trip!
Previously acquired clues are strung together in the mind.

During the trip to Lingnan, he must have obtained a certain treasure in the ancient tomb, which made him mutated.

The convoy was attacked in the black shop, and the power of the treasure was fully activated, so that Liu Fu's father turned into a tiger demon, killed all the robbers in the shop, and even wandered in the mountains, wantonly venting his anger and massacring other robbers.

Only in this way can he explain his roar in his dream after escaping alone, as well as his habit of eating fast and chanting Buddha.

Similarly, the strange monster in front of him was transformed by the bandit's resentful soul.

He was killed by the tiger demon during his lifetime, so the strongest impression in his mind is naturally Liu Fu's father and the tiger demon.

It is also because of this that it exists in the appearance of Liu Fu's father
Facing the threat from An Jing, he even chose to use this tiger demon to launch an attack!

The rainwater passed through the gap in the roof of the inn, fell on the tip of the warm winter knife and slid down.

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

The tiger demon, which absorbs all the energy around it, is obviously superior in terms of strength, and the muffled roar is about to overthrow An Ping.

An Jing used his strength to jump up, kicked the tiger demon's chest with his right foot and gave it a heavy blow, turned over in the air and fell to the ground, lying low.

In the next second, the hind leg exerted force suddenly.

The Miao Dao in his hand pierced into the chest of the tiger demon who was about to go forward to pursue him in a push-and-thrust style.

Battles are won or lost by more than strength.

After more than ten years of hard practice, today is finally the time to show it. Miao Dao's skills have already been engraved with the instinct of stability, and this series of movements are as smooth as lightning.

Yanghuo submerged into the tiger demon's body, like water into boiling oil, and it crackled immediately.

An Jing, who had the upper hand, saw that the tiger demon was about to go mad, and his expression was cold and stern, he drew his knife and retreated, with his back to the tiger demon to avoid the sharp edge, he could rush forward a few meters, and waited for the tiger demon to open the middle door to attack, and then Turning around as if he had eyes in the back of his head and swinging the knife, his arms drew an arc in mid-air, and slashed at his head.

Spatula style!
The tiger demon who had just suffered the pain did not dare to take the blow head-on, and hastily parried the Miao Dao.

However, it only raised its claws here, An Jing seemed to have expected it, and pulled his arms back to his waist, causing Nuan Dong to avoid the tiger's claws and sink, and then hit the tiger demon's chest with a thrusting thrust.

After a hit, An Jing kicked forward with both feet, and the blade sank into the tiger demon's chest.

The red glow on Nuan Dongdao's body faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was an inevitable consumption of purging the gloom. The tiger demon's body became blurred as it roared miserably, blurring into a distorted, thin and tall human figure.

Oops!

An Jing noticed the change in the blade, and her heart shuddered.

Just now when I slashed and killed the ghouls made of dark energy, I just felt happy. I forgot that the energy of the Zhengyiyang Fire Talisman is extremely fast.
Just at this time, the tiger demon realized that the damage caused by Miao Dao to himself 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 Yanghuo, and several half-humans formed from his arms. Banhu's head circled towards An Ning.

An Jing tried to draw the knife back, but found that the ribs of the corpse somehow tightened, forcing the knife body to be stuck.

The tiger demon just wants to force An Jing to choose between being directly swallowed or giving up her weapon!

Let go without hesitation, to avoid the culling of the tiger demon.

Seeing An Jing give up his weapon, the tiger demon grinned its fangs and let out a strange scream, directly engulfing Nuan Dong with its dark air, preventing An Jing from looking for a chance to pick it up again.

In its view, peace without weapons can only be slaughtered by it.

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

Temporarily losing the warmth of winter, while An Jing retreated, the red scale gloves automatically emerged, and pulled out two brand new Zhengyiyang Fire Talismans from his waist to tear them off, his fists ignited with red awns, his qi sank in his dantian, and he opened his Fist Fist shelf.

He has practiced more than just sword skills in these years!
Relying on his much taller and stronger body than An Jing, the Tiger Demon pounced forward and tried to overwhelm him with force, but An Jing didn't show any intention of retreating.

The Tiger Demon was huge, so An Jing used footwork to win, fighting around it.

Dodging the tiger demon's sharp claws sideways, a cannon hammer directly hit its waist and abdomen, and raised its foot to kick the tiger demon's calf. Although it couldn't cause damage, it could make its body shake, and its arms crossed in front of its chest. forward.

Japanese word punch!

Because of the height difference, An Jing's fist can only hit the tiger demon's chest and abdomen, but even so, the damage caused by the red scale gloves paired with two Zhengyiyang fire talismans is extremely exaggerated, and each punch will dissipate a lot of yin. dark energy.

The body of the tiger demon was trembling, its chest was shriveled, revealing its bony skeleton and tall, black and thin figure. pattern.

"Oh, what should I be, it turns out to be a ghost!"

An Jing sneered as he stepped forward and smashed his elbow on Wei Wei's waist.

It is rumored that the souls of people killed by fierce tigers cannot be reincarnated, so they can only become puppets of tiger demons, looking for prey for them.

The strange body in front of him is the resentful soul of those bandits. Obviously because Liu Fu's father escaped and failed to find the owner of the tiger demon, he could only stay in this inn, and entangled with each other for a long time to form the current shape.

In the face of An Jing's continuous offensive, it is difficult for Chang Gui to maintain the appearance of a tiger demon.

Seeing the opportunity approaching, An Jing turned over with a kite, grabbed the hand crossbow at his waist with his left hand and pulled the trigger, 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 currently has.

The wandering ghost was already beaten by An Jing, and the distance was very close, so he couldn't react as well as the head hit directly by the talisman arrow.

The effect is outstanding!

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

The gigantic wistful ghost gradually shrank, turning into black mist and dissipating.

An Jing let out a long breath.

He suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something else in the body of the ghost, and it was falling to the ground as it disappeared.

　there will be later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)