Qi Jingzhi's face suddenly darkened.
Without saying a word, he looked at the ghosts from a high position, and even held the Jian Renshou he had just obtained in front of him.
Following his movements, the ghosts under the stone steps began to stir in a faint commotion. In addition to being cruel and cold, the glances they cast towards him were also obviously a bit fearful.
The young man immediately became energetic and thought to himself: "Sure enough! This sword has been placed in the statue for countless years. It has already been tainted with the aura of divine power. It has a restraining effect on these ghosts! A sharp-edged knife should also be able to do it, but the two previous I had a head-on collision with the statue last time, and it seems to have suffered some damage, so it should not be used again in the short term."
As his thoughts flashed, his eyes swept over the demons who were ready to move, and then began to look around covertly.
"In everything, do not think about victory before thinking about defeat. Although these scoundrels are pretentious and use words to scare people, they don't seem to have enough confidence. However, the number of people on both sides is too huge, and I don't know what weird methods they have, so they rashly attack with a small number. Everyone, even if you have a weapon in your hand, it is still the way to death!"
The young man kept planning and weighing things in his mind. At the same time, he used the corner of his eye to confirm that the moon gate he came in through was not guarded by ghosts, and he felt slightly relieved.
He immediately took two steps forward and said in a solemn tone: "The monk you are looking for is indeed inside, but he knows that he has sinned deeply, so he has voluntarily shed his tiger skin and has changed his ways since then."
"Those who know how to do this will put down the evil skin, and you will be gone. In the future, you will accumulate virtue and do good deeds, eliminate your karma, and maybe have a chance to re-enter reincarnation. If you are stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Hearing these words, all the scoundrels looked at each other in confusion at first, and then suddenly burst into laughter. The laughter was cold and surly, extremely noisy and harsh.
Before the laughter stopped, the boy holding the tiger's head screamed: "Where did the stupid bird dare to come from and stroke the old man's tiger beard!"
The other one even pointed at Qi Jing and directly ordered: "Get him quickly so that the Zen master's hunger can be filled!"
A group of demons suddenly accepted the order and swarmed up the stone steps in front of the main hall in a chaotic manner.
At the same time, the palace door behind Qi Jingzhi suddenly made a loud clang and was shut tightly!
The hoarse voice of the young monk came from behind the door: "Everyone, the young monk is really incompetent and has delayed the master's plan. The young man in front of you is brave and cunning, with quite a bit of a tiger's demeanor. That floral dress is not as good as... Just let him wear it! The Lord will definitely be happy when he sees it, and he will never punish you before it is too late to reward you."
After hearing this, the demons really slowed down and turned back to look at the two boys in green.
"The bald donkey deserves to die! It's in vain that I even said a few nice words to you. If I were to put on a flowery dress, I'd be the first one to have your teeth beaten as a sacrifice!"
Qi Jingzhi's anger arose from his heart, and he kicked hard backwards.
There was a muffled sound from the temple door behind him, but it did not move at all. It was obvious that the young monk was blocking him from the inside.
Hear the man respond softly: "The good donor knows that the first time he transforms into a tiger is extremely painful and difficult. This period of time is enough for the young monk to die. After death, the donor can eat whatever he wants. .”
While they were talking, the demons had slowly stepped onto the platform in front of the palace, and were about to surround them.
Qi Jingzhi had no intention of escaping back to the hall and waiting for death. He spotted an opening and was about to rush out of the encirclement with his sword when he suddenly felt numb under his feet. His feet seemed to have taken root and he could not lift them up.
He looked down and saw that a boy in green clothes had appeared behind him. A pair of small green hands grabbed his ankles.
The little hands of the boy in green were bitingly cold, and Qi Jingzhi felt as if his feet had turned into two lumps of ice, unable to move at all.
Seeing that the boy had discovered him, the boy in green raised his green face, squinted his eyes and sneered silently.
"snort!"
Without thinking, Qi Jingzhi slashed at it with his sword.
The expression of the boy in green changed and he disappeared in an instant.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Qi Jingzhi felt his back sink. His right shoulder was pressed by a cold hand, and he almost lost consciousness instantly.
Jian Renshou immediately lost his hand and disappeared. The young man quickly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the handle of the knife with his backhand.
Immediately, without thinking, he used the handle of the knife as a hammer and hit his right shoulder hard.
The boy in green who was lying on the boy's back let out a strange cry and disappeared again.
Not paying attention to the opponent's whereabouts, Qi Jingzhi took the opportunity to switch Jian Renshou back to his right hand, and swung the long knife around, trying to protect his whole body as much as possible, and at the same time he lunged forward with his legs.
Encountered in such a dangerous situation, the young man who had always been calm and composed did not lose his composure, but became extremely sober.
"Only one of the two boys in green made a move against me, and the whereabouts of the other one is unknown. With the methods shown by the other boy, the boy in the temple has no protection from his divine power and is determined to be unable to resist. If I delay for a moment longer, I'm afraid I will have to face him. To a badly injured and hungry man-eating tiger spirit!"
Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi kept walking without stopping, charging and striking all the way, slashing down anyone who stood in front of him with a single blow.
However, these scoundrels were all cunning. When they saw the blade coming, they would retreat. After dodging, they would cling tightly to them. Some would pull their arms and some would hug their thighs. For a while, they couldn't really get away.
The boy in green clothes was even more elusive. He appeared from unexpected places several times and his attack angles were extremely tricky. Qi Jingzhi spent seven to eight percent of his energy on guarding against him.
The two sides kept fighting like this all the way. Although the young man never escaped the siege of the demons, he gradually moved away from the main hall and approached the moon gate through which he came.
At this moment, an earth-shattering tiger roar suddenly came from the hall behind him, causing the tiles on the roof to crackle.
All the scoundrels were immediately overjoyed and worked harder and harder.
A guy dressed as a salesman behind Qi Jingzhi let out a strange scream, dropped the pole on his shoulder, bent down and rushed forward, holding his arms around the young man's waist.
"court death!"
Qi Jingzhi gave a low shout, stopped suddenly, turned around, took a step forward with his left foot, grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and pushed the sharp tip of Jian Renshou's knife into the arms of this guy.
The salesman suddenly stood still and let out another piercing scream. At the same time, he grasped the blade of the knife with two big blue-black hands, pretending to pull Jian Renshou towards his armpit, and actually wanted to grab the blade with his bare hands.
Qi Jing was calm and immediately twisted the handle of the knife, changing the front stab into a horizontal cut, smashing the seller's palms to pieces.
After fighting for a long time, the young man had discovered that these ghosts seemed to have entities, but they were still far inferior to real flesh and blood bodies.
Except for the boy in green, the other ghosts don't have any special abilities. Most of them don't even know martial arts, so they can only forcefully pull, jump on the waist and hold the legs. Presumably when they do evil, they trap people like this, and then wait for their own tigers to come and kill them.
The salesman's hands were crippled, but he refused to give up. He held the blade of the knife with his two forearms and shouted even more excitedly: "Catch him!"
At this moment, the dark golden scale-like patterns on the Jianrenshou knife suddenly lit up, like a soldering iron, burning the seller's arm until black smoke came out.
The man's face was twisted in pain, and he involuntarily let go of the blade.
Qi Jingzhi's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. He moved forward with his left foot and used both arms at the same time. He thrust the unobstructed tip of the knife forward fiercely and stabbed the guy through on the spot!
With a loud bang, the salesman was like a water bag being punctured. A large stream of black smoke flowed out from the wound in his abdomen, and his figure was visibly illusive to the naked eye.
