Chuanshu Shizun is a big villain

Chapter 373 If you want to kill me, then come on

Zhao Yanchen said to himself: "Tell me, what are you struggling for?"

"Don't you know the truth? Wouldn't it be good to live with me and enjoy all the good things in the world?"

"Why do you have to be so shrewd and so ungrateful?"

Zhao Yanchen said to himself, "Look, right now you are suffering internally, but your body is extremely..."

Just as Zhao Yanchen's hand was about to fall on Wu Bingning and he was about to continue speaking, an extremely cold feeling came from not far away.

Zhao Yanchen felt the hairs all over her body stand up. She quickly withdrew her hand and retreated backwards, while her eyes were fixed on the place that made her feel cold.

A man dressed in white, well-dressed, handsome, and with an indescribable evil look, slowly walked towards Zhao Yanchen, no, it should be said that he was walking towards the direction of the ruined temple.

"Who are you? Why are you doing evil in front of Fengling Sect!!!" Zhao Yanchen shouted righteously.

The handsome and evil man in neat clothes was slightly stunned, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, "I do evil?"

"What evil have I done?"

"Aren't you doing something sinister here?"

"What do you say, is that right?" The evil man looked at Wu Bingning.

Wu Bingning nodded and said, "That's right, Zhao Yanchen and Liu Mei beside him are doing something that is against the will of heaven and earth."

"Look." The evil man smiled, and he looked even more evil. "Justice is in the hearts of the people."

"you!!!"

Zhao Yanchen was about to say something.

The evil man said again: "How dare you, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, talk to Master Benshan like this? Do you want to die?"

A strange light flashed across the evil man's face.

"Tiger!!!"

Hearing the name Tiger, Zhao Yanchen felt cold all over.

A memory rushed into my mind.

His master once told him that the guardian beast of the Fengling Sect was a spirit tiger, which called itself the Mountain King.

Tigers usually like to eat people.

The Fengling Sect recruits disciples every year.

Every year, hundreds of mortals who come to take the test die at the hands of the mountain lion.

As for the so-called indiscriminate killing of innocent people?

Ha ha.

Are these ants worthy of being innocent?

someone will ask.

What should we do if a person with excellent spiritual roots and great talent for cultivation dies in the mouth of a mountain beast?

Ha ha.

How to do?

What can I do?

In the world of cultivating immortals, the worst are those with excellent talents in cultivation.

Sometimes, luck is much more important than talent for cultivation.

What does it matter if you have a high talent for cultivation? If you don’t have the luck to cultivate, you will die when you die.

There is only one word to describe it: you deserve it.

According to the master, this mountain-guarding beast seemed to have reached the Ganlin realm a hundred years ago.

A powerful person in Ganlin Realm a hundred years ago.

I’m afraid now... I’m afraid he has reached the fifth level of Earthly Immortal.

The mountain monster was brutal and not only killed ordinary people, but also killed monks from the sects. Many cultivators at the Nascent Soul Realm and the Sweet Rain Realm died at the hands of the mountain monster.

Well, he is still the cultivator from their Fengling Sect.

The leader elder of Fengling Sect turned a blind eye to this.

What a joke. Just because of a short-sighted disciple, he went to make the mountain guardian beast feel uncomfortable. Isn't this a mental problem?

It's a trade-off.

Anyone with a brain knows what to do.

The tiger is a murderous person by nature, and I... My thoughts are racing in my mind.

Zhao Yanchen knelt down without saying anything, knocking his head against the ground, and shouted, "Zhao Yanchen, a disciple of the Wind Bell Sect, greets Master Shanjun. May your immortal path prosper and your eternal respect last forever."

After a pause, Zhao Yanchen added: "My master is Immortal Changfeng. My master has always been thinking about Lord Shanjun and often told me that if I meet Lord Shanjun, I must say hello to him on behalf of my master."

Liu Mei was not bad either. She also knelt on the ground and shouted, "Sir, please accept my humble servant Liu Mei's greeting. I wish you will have boundless Taoism and may you prosper forever."

"So you are the disciples of that old fellow Changfeng."

“It’s a pity.”

"The flesh and blood of immortal cultivators is much better than that of ordinary people..."

Shanjun showed a trace of regret on his face, "Changfeng is a bit stubborn. You two are his disciples, and you are so sensible. I don't think... I have any reason to eat you."

"Ugh."

Shan Jun sighed and said, "For your master's sake, I will spare you this time. You guys, go now."

"Thank you, Lord Shanjun."

"Thank you, Lord Shanjun."

Zhao Yanchen kowtowed to the tiger again, then turned around and left without stopping.

Liu Mei’s approach is similar.

Zhao Yanchen had just taken a few steps forward when he suddenly stopped, perhaps under some kind of spell, with an extremely strange smile on his face.

He suddenly turned around and looked at the tiger, with a smile like a dragon king on his face, "Haha, hahaha..."

Shanjun frowned slightly, a little confused, "What are you laughing at?"

“Need I say more?” Zhao Yanchen’s dragon king-like smile became even more exaggerated, and he said, “I’m laughing at you, a dead tiger spirit, for being so accustomed to bullying others and yet you actually asked me to kowtow to you.”

"You evil beast made me kowtow, you deserve to die!"

"You." Shanjun's eyes flashed with an icy light, "What did you say? Say it again if you can."

I don’t know if it was the threat from Shanjun that worked, but the dragon king-like smile on Zhao Yanchen’s face instantly disappeared, replaced by fear and incoherent speech, “No, no, Shanjun, Lord Shanjun, that’s not what I meant.”

"I don't know either. I don't know why I did this."

"Sir, please forgive me, my Lord."

"That's not what I meant." Shan Jun's voice was devoid of any emotion. "What does that mean?"

"You dare to talk to me like that? Even if I kill you, old man Changfeng won't be so stubborn."

"As for forgiving you?"

"Hehe, why do you think I should forgive you?"

"Master Shanjun, I..."

Zhao Yanchen, who was about to beg for mercy, twisted his mouth into a dragon king's again and said, "Haha, you don't really think I'm afraid of you? Just because I call you a tiger king, do you really think you are a tiger king?"

"Do I need your forgiveness, you damn tiger?"

Zhao Yanchen felt like he was going to die.

These words were not what he wanted to say.

But, for some reason, he just couldn't control himself and uttered these words.

Why do I say these weird words?

When Zhao Yanchen said these words, his mind was clear, but... he couldn't help himself and just watched himself say some weird and suicidal words.

"Are you kidding Mr. Motoyama?"

As Shan Jun spoke, an unrivaled pressure pressed down on Zhao Yanchen and the other man.

"Tiger spirit, you are a beast. You dare to do this to me, the people of Fengling Sect? You deserve to die!!!"

"Playing tricks on you, so what?"

"It is an honor for you, a tiger spirit, to be able to tease you. You should kneel down and kowtow to express your gratitude."

"As for wanting to kill me, haha, then come on."

As he spoke, Zhao Yanchen slowly spread out his arms, looking like he really deserved a beating.