chewing dragon

Chapter 29

The tyrannical force soaked through the blade, turned into a powerful sweep, and cut straight to the right front paw that had been abolished by the tiger spirit.

Whether it's the superficial experience gained from hunting in the mountains, or the dizzying ambushes in Lu Yunzi's remembrance, they all tell Qi Jingzhi this truth: "The key to defeating the enemy is to use my strengths to attack the enemy. short!"

In the blink of an eye, the tiger spirit's scrapped claws snapped silently, and blood gushed out in the air, drawing a pathetic line of blood.

Jian Renshou succeeded in one blow, and without resting his momentum, he slapped Hu Jing's bloody chest hard.

boom!
The huge and heavy tiger body flew out obliquely, and then rolled heavily into the pile of rubble.

Hu Jing let out a low whimper, trying to struggle to get up, but his legs and feet were already brittle. He tried twice but failed, and suddenly a large cloud of bright blood mist spewed out from his mouth and nose.

It was already seriously injured, but Qi Jingzhi just slapped the broken bone in its chest very trickily.

The broken bone pierced into the viscera in reverse, and immediately became the beast's life-threatening talisman.

The next moment, the light in Tiger Jing's eyes suddenly dissipated, and his body swayed, as if he had lost his bones suddenly, and collapsed on the ground, motionless and silent.

It's just a momentary situation, one person and one tiger are life and death sentences!
Whether it was the two boys or the old Mandrill, there was no time to react from the beginning to the end.

After destroying the enemy with a single blow, Qi Jingzhi stood leaning on the sword, his ears were ringing, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was trembling involuntarily.

Just now, the whole body's strength is harmonious and cohesive, and the strong feeling that there is no disappointment in the arms and fingers has disappeared without a trace.

The so-called desperate method naturally has its price.

The audience was silent, only the echo of Lu Yunzi's memory was still chattering in the boy's heart.

"Before you start, the qi is born from the dantian, and the cycle is endless, and you don't forget to use the qi to push the force and reach the two feet, so that it falls to the ground like a root."

"When the savings are enough and the real move is made, the strength comes from the feet, the strength comes from the waist, and the sound is combined with the exhalation, so that the strength of the whole body is condensed into one strand and penetrates the arms, and the wing-washing strength can be aroused naturally."

"The so-called White Crane Wing Washing can be summed up in a word, it is a kind of trembling energy produced by concentrating the mind, moving the Qi, assisting with the sound, and contracting the muscles to a high degree!
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi suddenly raised his hand, took off the spirit mask on his face, and put it into his arms.

Because of the double-tasking just now, he has exhausted countless minds. Now that his energy and blood are exhausted, he feels disgusted and unbearable when he hears Lu Yunzi's noise again.

Qi Jingzhi's mind was instantly quiet, but his physical discomfort could not be contained.

He only felt the blood and qi in his body boil like boiling water, and he was stirred up by the aftermath of the wing-washing force and the counter-shock force of the fight. His skin, muscles, muscles and bones were numb, and he couldn't tell whether it was pain or itching. It was like this, but I couldn't scratch it, I really wanted to stab myself twice.

The Wing Cleaning Power he used just now was in the end just a shortcut to ignite the soul and boil the blood.

"Sure enough, as the scriptures say, the soul, essence, and blood are the foundation of the body. After depletion, it can range from dizziness and red eyes, to dull complexion, muscle and bone discomfort, and even physical illness and short life. Yao. With my current physique, I can only use one knife in a short period of time, so be careful and never use it lightly!"

"The soul and blood energy have been damaged, and it must be supplemented as soon as possible. No matter whether it is a tiger spirit or a fox spirit, the more the better!"

Qi Jingzhi resisted the discomfort, raised his trembling left hand again, touched his face, and found that the eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were all there, and then let out a long breath.

"Soul masks and burning blood are both evil paths. After all, you still have to practice step by step on your own. This wing-washing power can penetrate deep into the bone marrow and viscera. After long-term practice, the bones of the whole body are bound to be more compact and stronger. It will also become stronger and more vigorous, no wonder Lu Yunzi's bones are so hard and heavy."

Thinking this way, the young man rubbed his bloodshot eyes vigorously, and his vision gradually returned to normal.

He raised his eyes and saw two bare-bottomed, bi-colored boys looking at him with complicated expressions, with both surprise and fear in their eyes.

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 spat out a sentence with stuttering teeth: "Come on! Point to the young master again!"

Hearing this, the hatred in the eyes of the two boys almost overflowed, each screamed, and disappeared in place in an instant.

Old Mandrill stood in the distance and watched the play for a long time, and when he saw this, he let out a roar, raised his arm, and threw the only tripod hammer in his hand at Qi Jingzhi.

The boy's eyes were wide open, and he only had time to tilt his head when he caught a glimpse of a huge black figure flying past his right ear, knocking into the air a short blue figure.

"what!"

It wasn't until this moment that a shrill scream reached Qi Jingzhi's ears.

After throwing the tripod, Lao Man put his palms on the ground and moved his arms in rotation without hesitation, and quickly moved forward in place of his severely injured single leg. After a few ups and downs, he jumped forward, stretched out his extremely thick arms, and held Qi Jingzhi together. Hold on tight.

It scanned its surroundings vigilantly, seeing that the two boys were no longer nearby, it retracted its arms, raised its finger to point at the boy's pale face, wiped it on his own face, and laughed strangely, revealing A mouthful of sharp fangs.

Qi Jingzhi immediately understood what Old Mandrill meant, and tried his best to return a smiling face that was definitely not good-looking, and said inarticulately: "Well, faces with distinct features like ours are good-looking!"

After hearing this, Lao Man nodded repeatedly, and suddenly his expression changed slightly, and he turned to look in the direction of the tiger spirit's corpse.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi struggled to move his feet, turned around slightly, and at some point, the two boys appeared on both sides of the head and tail of the tiger spirit's corpse.

One of them, perhaps because he had just been hit by a flying tripod, was obviously half-head shorter, and his expression was even more sluggish. He asked the other boy with a wrinkled face, "Is Zen Master really dead?"

The taller one also had a sad face, and replied rather dejectedly: "It's really dead... This floral dress has also been damaged in several places. If the master sees it, he will definitely not spare us."

While talking, 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 stretched out both hands, each grabbing a tiger ear and pulling it vigorously, shouting anxiously while pulling: "Why can't the floral dress be taken off!"

Seeing this, the short boy became anxious, 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 a tug of war over the dead tiger spirit on the spot.

It's a pity that even though they tossed the tiger carcass upside down for a long while, they still failed to remove the so-called flowered clothes.

After a long time, the tall boy suddenly dropped the two tiger ears, and said with a look of displeasure: "I remembered, the master once said that some people are born with a tiger's heart, and they will really become tigers if they put on a flowered dress." Man-eating tiger, can't take it off again."

The short boy refused to give up, and sternly retorted while tugging at the tiger's tail: "Fart! The Zen master has already taken off his flowered clothes once, and he is not the kind of person the master mentioned at all!"

"Maybe he wasn't the first time, but the second time."

"Fart! Fart! What the master said is born, how can there be such a change?"

"Then...that's why the floral dress was broken! Anyway, the Zen master is dead, and the floral dress can't be taken off, we... it's over!"

Hearing this, the short boy was finally discouraged, and threw away his hand in frustration.

The two boys looked at each other for a while, and suddenly burst into tears.

The crying was loud and heartbroken.

(End of this chapter)