From the advent of the mountains and seas

Chapter 25
Tiger Roaring Mountains.

The wind and rain seemed to stagnate briefly at this moment.

The thick blood mist was completely dispelled, and An Jing landed smoothly.

Surrounded by a crowd of resentful souls, shadows hovered around the platform, setting off gusts of sinister wind, and howling could be heard endlessly.

Looking down at the black airflow beside him, An Jing could only feel a lingering ominous air.

The blood mist controlled by the monk can't penetrate even an iota!

This strange creature of life has never been heard since it appeared in the inn to test An Jing. In the previous battles in the dojo, no matter what An Jing encountered, it never showed its ability.

Now facing the broken precepts monk who can borrow the power of the moth mother, after all, he still failed to maintain this silence.

The tiger-eating cannibal may not care about life and death, but he will never be allowed to die in the hands of the broken monk, because that means that it will also fall into the hands of the moth mother along with the latter's death!
"How come the tiger cannibal is in your hands!"

Seeing the changes in An Jing's body, the monk who broke the precepts held up the simple knife wrapped with tentacles, his face was full of shock and anger.

They searched for the treasure that they have never found, but it fell into the hands of a wild man.

But soon the monk who broke the precepts turned his anger into joy again.

As long as An Jing can be killed, the Tiger Cannibal will naturally fall into his hands again.

At that time, his strength will leap forward again, and the blue bandit will also become the real one or two big force in Lanyang Mansion!

Greed and lust filled his mind, and the monk who broke the precepts even gave up chasing and killing the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, dragging his knife and went straight to Anjing. Blood mist gathered from all directions and adhered to his body, making him even more inhuman.

Glancing at the sergeants who regrouped not far away and began to try to repair the Dragon Roar Cannon, An Jing tightly held the warm winter in his hands.

No instructions from him are required.

The soul of the vicious man who was killed by the tiger demon suddenly shattered, turning into black evil spirits and surrounding him.

These are the ghosts of the resentful spirits of the bandits killed by the Tiger Cannibal You in Yuyue County with the body of Liu Fu's father.

Now that's where it comes in handy!
Thinking of the scene where the broken precept monk sucked in the blood mist, An Jing also took a deep breath tentatively, swallowing the evil spirit into his body.

All of a sudden, I felt my whole body tingling like needles, followed by an unprecedented powerful feeling.

At this moment, it seemed that there was an electric current stimulating every muscle in the body, unearthing the hidden ability of An Jing.

His eyes were bloodshot, and An Jing could no longer maintain his peace. His mind was filled with violent and cruel thoughts, as if the evil beast that had been imprisoned in his heart for many years had finally broken free from the chain.

Wufu's fierceness was completely released.

An Jing bowed her body, grinning out a crazy smile,

"Jiehaha~ come, let's fight!"

No longer making any moves, kicked the ground with both feet, shattered several green bricks, and charged towards the broken monk.

The two weapons collided again.

With the sound of gold and iron clashing, the air wave spread around the two of them.

The gap in size and strength was still there, and An Jing's arms holding the knife kept shaking, and there were blood stains oozing from the tiger's mouth in his palm.

But this time, instead of being knocked into the air or knocked down, he stood still and successfully resisted the monk's slash!
"It turns out that you are only at this level, not as strong as you imagined!"

Gulping down the evil spirit that permeated his body, the muscles in his arms swelled, and the veins in his skin protruded. An Jing stared at the monk who broke the precepts, and his figure suddenly swayed to get out of the way.

When the simple knife fell to the ground, An Jing stepped on the pole of the knife and approached the monk who broke the precepts, and the latter also roared,
"This power does not belong to you, it should belong to me!"

In order to capture the tiger-eating cannibal, the blue bandit paid a huge price, and the preciousness of this rare life object caused infighting within the organization, resulting in heavy casualties. Otherwise, why would they need to hide on this shitty lotus mountain for half a year?
But it is this strange object that almost destroyed the blue bandit, but now it is obtained by a reckless warrior, and what makes the broken monastery mad with jealousy is that the former is actually recognized by the tiger cannibal.
Why!
Swinging the simple knife brought people into the air, and the blood mist swept over.

The monk who broke the precepts tried to repeat the same trick, trying to cut off An Jing in midair.

However, how could the same move be effective against An Jing today? The blood mist was dispersed by the evil spirit as soon as it showed signs of gathering. Two groups of energies with completely different colors and properties seemed to be fighting in mid-air.

An Jing flew down in the air, slashing with the miao knife in his hand, slashing at the face and shoulders of the monk who broke the precept.

Blood spurted out immediately.

When the gap in power was gradually smoothed out, An Jing's skill and speed began to gain the upper hand.

The monk's swinging speed couldn't keep up with the pace of An Jing's attack, and the extraordinary ability he had mastered was forcibly suppressed by the tiger cannibal, which made him fall into decline in almost all directions once he was approached by the latter.

The sergeants of the Shenji Battalion were not idle either.

Use the parts in the receiver to quickly restore the output of the Dragon Roar Cannon.

The precept-broken monk who was restrained by An Jing could no longer find a chance to forcibly destroy the Dragon Roar Cannon this time, so he could only be forced to bear the continuous shelling, and his huge size had become a burden at this moment.

The Dragon Roar Cannon hardly needs to be aimed, as long as it follows a steady rhythm, there is almost no chance of missing.

Although a considerable part will be blocked, the act of blocking itself needs to distract the monk who broke the precepts, which in turn will create opportunities for An Jing to attack.

The fight is still going on.

puff~
The monk's clothes were chopped off with a single knife, leaving a half-meter-long knife mark on his chest.

An Jing turned around and landed on the ground, her blood-stained face showed a somewhat ferocious expression, and the bloodshot eyes in her eyes became more and more dense.

At this time, his condition is really not good.

The bamboo hat had already flown to nowhere, the rain-soaked black hair was scattered on both shoulders, the clothes also had many gaps, and even part of the rune armor inside was damaged.

On the other hand, the state of the monk who broke the precepts is even more decadent.

His body was covered in various wounds from shelling and long knives, blood slid down his arms, and his left shoulder was even more bloody.

Fight to this point.

It looked as though the game had been won.

There were even dense footsteps coming from the mountain road when they came. It was obvious that Captain Xu and Butou Wu had already dealt with the angry ghosts and the remnants of the blue thieves and were about to come for reinforcements.

An Jing stood up and tried her best to exercise her muscles and bones.

The evil spirit circulating in his body made him a little overwhelmed.

"You think you've won?"

Bloody saliva dripped from the corner of the monk's mouth, his eyes fixed on An Jing, and he said sharply,

"You forced me, if I can't get something, then destroy it completely!"

Throwing away the plain knife in his hand, the monk who broke the precepts slumped to his knees, but his upper body was leaning back in a strange posture, as if he had completely given up resistance.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly came to my heart.

An Jing didn't dare to hesitate, and jumped out, holding Nuan Dong in his hand and piercing the monk's chest.

Faced with this fatal blow, the monk who broke the precepts did not stop him at all. Instead, he opened his arms and shouted loudly,

"Mother Moth, use my blood body to kill you as a god!"

(End of this chapter)