"Old pig..."
Yang Lin's mind attached to the paper man was the first thing he saw.
Seeing this evil-looking pig-headed monster with black hair as black as needles, I couldn't help but feel a little shocked.
If it was really that guy, he wouldn't have gone as far as he could and just took Hu Ya away from the scene.
At this stage, although that person is said to be lazy, lustful and incompetent, in the world of ordinary people, he is basically a powerful being that cannot be dealt with.
Even if Fahai and Bai Niangzi come, adding one piece may not be enough to defeat it.
Yang Lin naturally couldn't bear it.
At the second glance, with a faint celestial eye, he saw the huge blood-evil energy on the pig head and the auspicious energy of the red cloud of good fortune. The two were strangely combined, with conflict and harmony.
My eyes wandered far away, and I looked back again. I saw the sinister pig-headed figure coated in gold paint behind the baking table where the incense sticks were lit, and I immediately understood.
'This is not Zhu Bajie, but a wild pig demon, or in other words, a pig demon worshiped by others. Therefore, it has the auspicious aura of incense and auspiciousness, but also has the evil aura of killing people and causing lasciviousness to all living beings. '
'It's really strange. Why should such a pig demon be enshrined in the good-looking Yang Mansion? Could it be that they dislike the tranquility of their own house and want to find a little excitement? '
After all, Yang Lin was new here, and he still didn't understand the subtle rules and folk customs of this world.
The original person was also desperately looking for food in the rivers and lakes, and he couldn't figure out what the wealthy people were thinking. To put it bluntly, even when he joined the escort agency, he didn't experience too many strange things, and there were few monsters and ghosts. Otherwise, , he wouldn’t be able to survive now. '
Li Gongfu, on the other hand, is well-informed due to his position.
As soon as he saw the pig demon, his face turned pale and he said, "You actually secretly worshiped the God of Five Powers and awakened his animalistic greed. Damn it."
Although I was secretly complaining, I saw the piles of bones among the bamboo trees and flowerbeds in the backyard, and saw the unsightly scene, as well as the second disciple of Mingwang Hall, Zheng Lun, struggling under the rake. I wanted to escape, but my footsteps were I couldn't take a step out.
"Haha, I also practiced Buddhist techniques, so there must be something to chew on."
The pig demon raked it with a rake twice, but it did not completely smash Zheng Lun's body. He only saw blood gushing out like a fountain and the golden light getting lighter and lighter.
It seemed that he had an appetite, and this guy didn't care about other actions. He was controlled by instinct. When the black wind started, he grabbed Zheng Lun's body and bit down on the thigh.
The fangs were sharp, and with a click, Zheng Lun's right leg was bitten off. The second disciple of Mingwangtang let out an earth-shattering scream. At this time, he was very strong and still alive. He just looked at several people in the distance. There was a look of horror in his eyes.
"help me."
He was so high-spirited when he came, he never expected that he would become the food in the monster's mouth.
"Rescue people, kill monsters..."
Li Gongfu was able to become the head catcher, so he was naturally not a timid person. Previously, he was just shocked and confused, but now he came to his senses and charged forward with his sword.
The bright steel sword in his hand danced into a storm, whining and screaming as it slashed forward.
No one could see how many knives he fired in one moment.
This is the Chaos Cloak Sword Technique that Li Gongfu has pieced together over the years, based on the Prison Suppressing Sword Technique. There is no other important point, but the pursuit of speed and ruthlessness.
Facing a critical moment of right and wrong.
Not only did Li Gongfu have no way out, Taoist Deng Fangliu of the Qingmu Sword Hall also had no choice. At this time, he must not escape without a fight.
He clenched his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood on his spiritual sword with a pop. He jumped like catkins flying and stabbed the pig demon in the eyes.
At the same time, he kneaded with his left hand, and countless vines sprouted from the ground, twisting and swimming like snakes, binding the monster's hands and feet.
"Ouch..."
The pig demon's eyes were blood red and crazy, and he threw away the struggling and howling Zheng Lun. He did not wave the rake, but just opened his mouth and roared forward.
Wherever the black wind rose, there was a sound that was countless times louder and duller than thunder on a sunny day. The shock caused Li Gongfu, who was rushing upwards, to pause, and his sword could no longer cut.
The body seemed weightless, and was blown backwards by the black wind. It hit the roof tiles with a loud bang, making a hole and falling down. For a moment, I felt dizzy, my body felt disgusted, and I couldn't even stand up.
Deng Fang's Liu sword almost pierced the pig demon's eyelids, and a sound hit his chest. With a "wow" sound, he spat out another mouthful of blood, forced himself to use his palms, and thrust the sword down.
Ding……
As soon as the pig demon's eyelids closed, he closed his eyes. The blade of the sword stabbed him so hard that sparks popped out, only cutting off a few black hairs.
"not good."
Deng Fangliu was taken aback and screamed secretly in his heart. The black shadow flashed in front of his eyes. He only had time to turn the sword and block it smoothly.
With a click, the sword broke. His whole body flew upside down like a ball for more than ten feet, smashed through the wall, and fell into the ruins of bricks. He struggled to get up, his face was already ashen.
"I can't beat him at all. The reputation of the Aoki Sword Hall has been ruined this time."
It is conceivable that in today's demon-eliminating battle in the Yang Mansion, if the pig demon was allowed to show its ferocious power, massacre all the young and old in the Yang Mansion, and rush to the streets to kill them all indiscriminately.
Not only would the Hangzhou magistrate's office be unable to withstand such scandals, but the major martial arts schools in the city would also lose their support.
Especially when the disciples of Aoki Sword Hall and Mingwang Hall were still at the scene, they were unable to do anything.
He secretly resented that the Yang family secretly worshiped the Wutong God and wanted to get rich and seek official positions. This was understandable, but they could not endlessly agree to the Wutong God's conditions.
Judging from the ferocity and greed of this pig demon, it is estimated that he has been fed a lot of blood food and worshiped, and has developed an appetite. Moreover, he has achieved great success and is very difficult to control.
'Even Master, if Master comes, he may not be able to withstand such ferocious demons and evil gods. '
Deng Fangliu was thinking in his mind, and in despair, he found that the pig demon did not follow up to make up for the blow, but turned his head and shook his body.
Buzz…
An extremely dull sound appeared, and the entire Yang Mansion seemed to tremble. In the thin black smoke, a huge and sturdy figure appeared behind the pig demon.
That muscular figure had a cute little face, and a pair of almond-shaped eyes full of anger.
In his hand, he was holding a giant iron-embossed black sword that looked like a door panel, but it was already somewhat bent and deformed.
Just now, she didn't know when, she had touched the pig demon's back, and struck the back of the thing's head with a knife, causing the pig demon to stagger and shake its head, feeling a little unconscious.
It's a pity that even so, it only hit the pig demon's head with a big blow. It didn't suffer any substantial damage, but instead angered the other party.
"You deserve to die."
The pig demon was completely angry.
The rake in his hand was dragged backwards, dancing with the strong wind, and smashed down with his head.
Hu Ya was about to retreat and deal with it, when suddenly a stream of heat penetrated from her neck, and a hot air rose from her body. She felt that all the muscles in her body were bulging, as if full of infinite power.
I heard a voice as thin as a gnat in my ear, "Don't be weak, just face it head on."
