The unparalleled strength penetrated the blade and turned into a powerful and heavy sweep, cutting directly towards the tiger spirit's disabled right front paw.
Whether it was the superficial experience gained while hunting in the mountains or the dazzling ambush in Lu Yunzi's remnants, they all told Qi Jingzhi this truth: "The key to defeating the enemy is to use our strengths to attack the enemy." So short!"
In the midst of the lightning and flint, the tiger spirit's useless claws were broken silently, and blood spurted into the air, drawing a sad line of blood.
Jian Renshou succeeded with one blow, but without stopping, Wu Zi slapped Hu Jing's bloody chest hard.
boom!
The huge and heavy tiger body flew out diagonally, and then rolled heavily into the rubble.
The tiger spirit let out a low whimper, and tried to struggle to get up, but his legs and feet were already numb. He tried twice but failed, and a large cloud of bright blood mist suddenly spurted out from his mouth and nose.
It was already seriously injured, and Qi Jingzhi's knife hit the broken bone on its chest very cunningly.
The broken bone pierced into the internal organs and immediately became the beast's death talisman.
The next moment, the light in the tiger spirit's eyes suddenly dissipated, and his body shook as if he suddenly had no bones. He slumped to the ground, motionless and silent.
In just a moment, one person and one tiger were already judged for life and death!
Neither the two boys nor the old mandrill had time to react.
After defeating the enemy with a single blow, Qi Jingzhi stood with his sword in his hand, his ears roaring, his eyes filled with blood, and his whole body's muscles and bones were trembling involuntarily.
The powerful feeling that the whole body's energy was gathered just now, like arms and fingers moving as expected, has faded away without a trace.
The so-called life-threatening method naturally has its price.
The whole place was silent, only the echo of Lu Yunzi's memory was still chattering in the young man's heart.
"Before you start, Qi will be generated from the Dantian, and it will circulate around the sky. Never forget to use Qi to stimulate your strength and reach your feet, making them fall to the ground as if they are taking root."
"When you have accumulated enough energy to actually make a move, the force starts from the feet and the energy comes from the waist. In conjunction with exhaling and making a sound, the energy from the whole body is condensed into one force and penetrates the arms. Then the wing-washing energy can be naturally stimulated."
"The so-called white crane washing its wings, in a nutshell, is a kind of trembling force caused by the concentration of mind, movement of Qi, and assistance of sound, and the high contraction of muscles!
Upon hearing this, Qi Jingzhi suddenly raised his hand, took off the soul mask from his face, and put it into his arms.
Because of his multitasking just now, he had exhausted countless thoughts and energy. Now that his energy and blood were exhausted, he felt unbearable and unbearable when he listened to Lu Yunzi's noisy voice.
Qi Jingzhi's heart suddenly felt peaceful, but he could not contain his physical discomfort.
He felt that the blood all over his body was boiling like boiling water, and the aftermath of the Wing Washing Power and the counter-shock force of the fight stirred up his whole body. His skin, flesh, muscles and bones were all numb. He couldn't tell whether it was pain or itching, and even his internal organs and bone marrow were numb. So, I couldn't scratch it, and I really wanted to stab myself twice.
The wing-washing power he had just used was, in the end, just a shortcut to ignite his soul and boil his blood.
"Sure enough, as the scriptures say, these two things, soul, essence and blood, are actually the foundation of the body. After depletion, it can range from dizziness and red eyes, to a dull complexion, discomfort in the muscles and bones, and even physical illness and short life. Yao. With my current physique, I can only use one sword in a short time, so I must be careful and never use it lightly!"
"The soul and blood have been damaged and must be replenished as soon as possible. No matter whether it is a tiger spirit or a fox spirit, the more the better!"
Qi Jingzhi endured the discomfort, raised his trembling left hand again, touched his face, and found that his eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were all there, and then he let out a long breath.
"Spiritual masks and blood-burning fights are both evil paths. In the end, you have to practice step by step on your own. This wing-washing power can penetrate deep into the bone marrow and internal organs. After long-term practice, the bones of the whole body will inevitably become finer and stronger, and the internal organs will be stronger." It will also become stronger and stronger, no wonder Lu Yunzi's bones are so hard and heavy."
With this thought in mind, the young man rubbed his bloodshot eyes vigorously, and his vision gradually returned to normal.
He raised his eyes and saw two bare-butt green boys looking at him with complex expressions, their eyes filled with shock, anger, and fear.
Qi Jingzhi wanted to grin, but the corners of his mouth just twitched uncontrollably, and a strong smell of blood wafted from his lips and teeth.
He took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and spoke with stumbling teeth: "Come on! Show me to me again!"
Hearing this, the hatred in the eyes of the two boys almost overflowed. They each screamed and disappeared in an instant.
Lao Mandrill stood in the distance and watched the show for a long time. When he saw this, he immediately roared, raised his arm and threw the only tripod hammer in his hand towards Qi Jingzhi.
The young man's eyes widened, and he only had time to tilt his head when he caught a glimpse of a huge black figure flying past him, almost grazing his right ear, and knocking away a short green figure.
"ah!"
It was only then that a shrill scream reached Qi Jingzhi's ears.
After throwing the cauldron, Lao Mandrill did not hesitate to put his palms on the ground and move his arms to replace his seriously injured one leg and quickly move forward. After a few ups and downs, he jumped forward and stretched out his extremely thick arms to catch Qi Jingzhi. Protect it firmly.
It scanned the surroundings vigilantly, and saw that the two boys were no longer nearby. Then it retracted its arm, raised its finger and pointed at the boy's pale face, and then wiped it on its own face. It laughed strangely, revealing A mouthful of sharp fangs.
Qi Jingzhi immediately understood what Lao Mandrill meant, and tried his best to smile back, which was definitely not a good-looking smile, and said in a unclear voice: "Well, our faces with clear facial features are the only ones that look good!"
After hearing this, Lao Mandrill nodded repeatedly, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and he turned to look in the direction of the tiger spirit's corpse.
Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi moved with difficulty, turned around slightly, and saw that at some point, the two boys appeared on both sides of the tiger spirit's body.
One of them, perhaps because he had just received a flying tripod, was obviously half a head shorter, and his expression was even more depressed. He asked the other boy with a wrinkled face: "Is the Zen Master really dead?"
The taller one also had a sad look on his face, and replied in a rather depressed tone: "It's so damn...this floral dress has been damaged in several places. If the master sees it, he won't be able to spare us."
As it spoke, it stretched out its small green hand, grabbed one of the tiger spirit's ears and pulled it down.
Then, nothing happened.
The boy was stunned for a moment, and then he reached out with both hands, each grabbed one of the tiger ears and pulled hard. While pulling, he shouted anxiously: "Why can't I take off my flowered clothes!"
Seeing this, the short boy became anxious. He reached out and picked up the tiger spirit's tail and pulled it behind him.
For a moment, the two boys completely forgot about Lao Mandrill and Qi Jingzhi, and started pulling a river over the tiger spirit's body on the spot.
It's a pity that even though they tossed the tiger corpse around for a long time, they still couldn't take off the so-called colorful clothes.
After a long time, the tall boy suddenly threw away the two tiger ears and said with a gloomy look: "I remembered, the master once said that some people are born with a tiger's heart, and when they put on colorful clothes, they will really become tiger ears." The man-eating tiger can never get rid of it again.”
The short boy refused to give up. He pulled the tiger's tail and retorted sharply: "Fart! The Zen master has already taken off his flowered clothes once. He is not the kind of person the master mentioned at all!"
"Maybe he wasn't the first time, but he was the second time."
"Fart! Fart! What I said is innateness, how can it change like this?"
"Then...that means the flower robe is broken! Anyway, the Zen master is dead and the flower robe can't be taken off. We are...finished!"
After hearing this, the short boy finally became discouraged and dropped his hand with frustration on his face.
The two boys looked at each other for a long time, then suddenly burst into tears.
The cries were loud and heartbroken.
