The shattered salesman turned into a large puff of rich black gas on the spot. Before it could disperse, Lao Mandrill opened his mouth and sucked it in, swallowing it all in the blink of an eye.
Lao Mandrill smashed his mouth, obviously he still had more to say.
It turned its head and stared at the demon in official uniform and holding the official seal. A pair of strange eyes were filled with light, and saliva dripped onto the ground.
The expression of the official-looking swindler changed drastically. He neither dared to resist nor escape. He actually stood there as if he was stupid, his whole body shaking like chaff.
For a moment, the whole place was silent, and you could hear a needle drop.
"Thank you, senior, for saving me!"
Qi Jingzhi was the first to react. He cupped his fists and saluted Lao Mandrill, and said respectfully: "I am a hunter in Xiaosong Mountain. I have been blessed by many people since I was a child. Today I am willing to do my best to help my predecessors cut off these ghosts and give me back Xiaosong Mountain." The world is bright and clear!"
After the words fell, the young man didn't care how Lao Mandrill reacted, and swung his knife and slashed at a female ghost holding a pipa.
Seeing this, Lao Mandrill was obviously a little confused, but before it could think of how to respond, the two boys in green clothes in the distance had already moved over with angry expressions on their faces.
Amidst the roar of the tiger, the tiger drove up a fierce and smelly demonic wind, following closely behind.
Lao Mandrill couldn't care less, so he immediately let out a strange scream, raised his cauldron hammer, and pounced forward.
With these two murderous weapons in hand, and having just swallowed a demon, Lao Mandrill became more and more ferocious, facing the tiger with a fierce blow to the head and face.
Every time he takes action, there will be howling winds, followed by thunderous explosions, trembling of the earth, and countless gravel and soil flying everywhere.
The tiger bore the brunt of the attack and was knocked back repeatedly to avoid it. The two boys in green were also frightened by the power of the old mandrill, and for a moment they did not dare to get close.
A group of scoundrels on the periphery were also beaten by the rain of gravel, and Qi Jingzhi had to temporarily avoid the sharp attack to avoid suffering disaster.
I don't know if the young man's previous words had any effect. Lao Mandator intentionally or unintentionally avoided his position and pushed the battlefield step by step to the central area of the courtyard.
"This opportunity is rare, let's get rid of these unattractive things first!"
Qi Jing's thoughts changed rapidly. He had no intention of taking advantage of the opportunity to escape and seek survival. Instead, his murderous intent became even more intense.
He immediately shouted and rushed towards the ordinary demons with low strength.
Without the elusive boy in green to keep him in check, none of these guys could withstand the young man's sharp edge except for their numbers.
Qi Jingzhi originally only knew a few simple sword skills taught by his grandfather. In addition, Jianrenshou was quite heavy, so his attacks were mostly slashing and sweeping, and the power was quite impressive.
As he continued to fight, the young man gradually developed some insights that could only be understood. Suddenly, an idea occurred to him, and he once again entered the wonderful state he was in when he was practicing boxing yesterday.
Almost in the next moment, he used the blade as the edge of his fist without any teacher, integrating the already relaxed and generous Feihe Fist into the sword moves, and when he stepped out with the sword, he gained a bit of liveliness out of thin air.
While tossing and turning, the young man's figure flickered east and west, circling up and down, or swooping left and right, just like a flying crane soaring in the sky, everything was satisfactory.
The originally heavy and astringent Jianrenshou has turned into flexible wings, and occasionally the blade is attached with vibrating force, like a white crane fluttering its wings, picking, plucking, stirring, or collapsing, combined with the blessing of the Whooping Crane Technique. Powerful and powerful, there is a murderous intent hidden in the grace.
As the young man jumped up and down, he suddenly stabbed out with a diagonal sword and pecked the sword of the soldier holding the sword. The soldier immediately grunted, the tiger's mouth cracked, the sword fell out of his hand, and flew out in a spin. .
Qi Jingzhi did not pursue him. He put away his sword and turned around. Jian Renshou's blade made a low buzzing sound and struck the Pipa that the female ghost had hit with all her strength.
The four pipa strings were instantly broken, and then the entire instrument burst apart, turning into large and small sawdust and shooting in all directions.
As soon as the blow was successful, Qi Jingzhi suddenly jumped up, stepped on the harpoon that was poking at his calf, flicked his wrist, and tapped the tip of the knife from top to bottom on the fisherman's forehead, instantly exploding a large hole gushing with black gas. .
Before he hit the ground, he held the long knife in front of him again, then twisted it again, and shaved off the whisk whisk that the Taoist priest was sweeping towards him into a bald gourd.
This scene of the rabbit rising and the falcon falling is really wonderful. Even if Qi Jingzhi were to do it all over again, I'm afraid it would be difficult to do it so perfectly.
After all, it is because the young man has extremely high aptitude and is very compatible with the immortal feather life-enhancing technique that he can enter the wonderful state of enlightenment like eating and drinking water.
If Lu Yunzi was still alive, I'm afraid he would be jealous when he saw this. If he had such talent and understanding during his lifetime, he would not have been defeated and died in a barren mountain.
The young man's sudden increase in combat power caught the demons off guard, and they were all killed in a short time. Most of them were turned into black air that filled the sky. The lucky ones who survived no longer dared to use their ghost bodies to mess around. Their eyes met in panic, they immediately reached an agreement and fled on the spot.
Qi Jingzhi followed the trend and took a few steps, but suddenly his eyes were empty. Only then did he realize that there was no longer a ghost in sight, and he unknowingly came to the moon gate on the side of the courtyard.
This time, the young man was no longer in a hurry to leave. He stopped and turned around without hesitation, looking at Lao Mandrill's battlefield.
In just a moment, more than a dozen large pits appeared in the center of the courtyard, with broken stones everywhere inside and outside the pits.
One of the cauldron hammers in Lao Mandrill's hand is missing, and the remaining one is severely deformed, and its original appearance can no longer be seen.
It was holding the only remaining cauldron hammer, its chest was rising and falling violently, and it was breathing heavily.
Qi Jingzhi's sharp eyes saw that there were seventeen or eight small green palm prints on Lao Mandrill's head, neck, shoulders and back. The edges of the palm prints still exuded an unknown green and black aura.
The most serious injury was at the joint of Lao Mandrill's single leg. A huge wound was opened there, and blood flowed out, which was extremely shocking.
On the ghost side, the two boys have both beards and tails, but they have shrunk by half in size. They are less than two feet tall, and the clothes on their bodies are gone. Apart from being completely green, they look like two newborn babies. .
The tiger was lying on his back in the rubble with two children protecting him from behind.
Its right front paw was bloody and fleshy, and had been twisted into a weird shape. A large piece of its slightly heaving chest had collapsed, and a broken bone was sticking out diagonally. It looked very miserable.
Judging from the appearance, the tiger's injuries were the most serious. If the tiger skin hadn't been too evil, he would have died long ago.
As for the two boys, although their strength was greatly damaged, they should still be able to fight again.
The mandrill's injury seemed not as serious as that of the tiger, but it injured one of his most important legs. His movements would definitely be affected. I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to protect himself enough, so he would be reluctant to take the initiative.
In this fierce fight, neither side took advantage!
After watching intently for a moment, Qi Jingzhi had clearly seen the situation in front of him and couldn't help but feel something in his heart.
In his opinion, although he is the weakest, he has almost no injuries and little wear and tear. Once he seizes the opportunity, he may not be able to influence the final outcome.
But then again, the fight between trapped animals is the most dangerous. If you rush to intervene rashly, you will die without paying attention.
The two sides silently confronting each other in the field obviously also noticed the young man standing alone and watching from a distance.
A naked green-colored boy sneered at Qi Jingzhi: "Have you ever heard of ghosts pointing people at people? You were personally designated by me just now and have been fed the Zen master's recipe. Even if you can escape for a while, you will be trapped in our dreams every night. Pursuit!”
"If you don't want to die, just surround and kill this old mandrill together. If we feel better, we might be able to spare your life!"
"Oh? Am I being relied upon by you?"
Hearing the threat from the demon boy, Qi Jingzhi laughed angrily, and his mind was full of thoughts: "If what this guy said is true, the demon ghosts will come knocking on the door in the future, and they will inevitably disturb my grandfather! Instead of guarding against thieves for a thousand days, I am worried all the time, so why not take advantage of Lao Mandrill as a helper and give it a try now and end it!"
Thinking of this, the young man sneered at the corner of his mouth, pointed the tip of the knife at the boy, and said in a cold voice: "I was going to kill you all, but you came to the door yourself. It can be seen that you and I have a clear understanding of each other. I thought of something!"
