Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 29 29 Tiger Eyes and Iron Bones, Warriors Are Not Human (4 Thousand Two in One)

"It's Li Da Jiao! Damn it, how could there be a demon in this place?"

When Qian Laosan heard the sound and direction of the scream, his face suddenly changed.

Li Da Jiao's real name was Li Cheng. Like Qian Lao San, he had been escorting for four or five years. Because of his excellent body movements and swift footwork, he was called Da Jiao.

He was among those who lost the boxing match just now. He thought he went to the wall to relieve himself, but he didn't expect that the demon took the opportunity to attack him just by getting out of the range of the fire!

Li Cunxiao did not have any distracting thoughts. The moment he heard the word "demon", he rushed straight towards the iron and wooden stick standing against the wall.

Although the dagger is sharp, it is a bit short after all. The shorter the inch, the more dangerous it is. Distance can bring more safety.

However fast he is, there are people who are faster than him.

When the whistling wind sounded, Shen He's eyes suddenly reflected golden light. The next moment, when he screamed, his whole body brought with it an even more terrifying whistling sound, passing by Li Cunxiao who was holding out his stick, and suddenly pounced out:

"You beast, you're looking for death!"

Hey!
A low animal roar came from the wall, like the braying of a monkey or the crying of a child. When everyone raised their torches and took up their weapons and took a few steps forward, the scene before them immediately made them look horrified.

Li Cheng covered his left arm with his hand, his face turned pale, blood kept flowing out from the exposed flesh and blood on the white bones, and his left hand was almost torn off.

And part of the culprit is now in Shen He's hands.

It was a severed arm covered in black hair, with three thick fingers with sharp claws popping out from the palm. The part of the arm to the elbow seemed to have been torn apart by great force, revealing the yellowed bones and gnarled flesh inside.

"Boss Shen?!"

A young escort suddenly shouted. Li Cunxiao looked up slightly in the light of the fire and was horrified for a moment.

The thick palms are like palm-leaf fans, with dark blue nails extending an inch in length, reflecting light like iron and stone;

The two-meter-tall body, with bulging muscles, stretched the loose round-necked robe to the point of being taut and bursting;

The pale golden pupils and pitch black pupils seemed to radiate golden light under the firelight. The futon covering the bun had fallen off at some point. Upon closer inspection, the scattered hair was standing upright, red as flames.

From a distance, Shen He looked like a human-shaped tiger!
"Old Li! Hurry up and apply the medicine, or my hand will be ruined!"

"What are you all standing there for? Push the escort cart over here and pull up the barriers to form a formation!"

"Protect the bonfire, don't let it go out!"

The old escorts kept scolding, and the dumbfounded young escorts finally reacted and started to pull the carts and pick up their weapons in a hurry.

Qian Laosan hurriedly checked his old friend's injuries, then returned to Li Cunxiao with a grim face, holding a sword and shield, and used the escort cart and shield to cover the bodies of both of them.

"What the hell, it's a mandrill! This is so fucking weird, why are there mandrills in this place?!"

"Mandrill?"

Li Cunxiao forced himself to look away from Shen He. Although he knew that warriors at the Muscle Realm were likely inhuman, it was his first time seeing it with his own eyes, and it would be a lie to say he wasn't shocked.

This is not Tiger Form Fist at all. If it is practiced like this, it's more like Tiger Demon Fist!

"We'll talk about the rest later. In short, remember this thing isn't big, but it's agile and can hide in the shadows."

"We have more people. As long as we stay in the light of the fire, the beast won't be able to move."

"If I must say, that thing is only equivalent to a warrior with great Qi and blood. I have killed a few of them before, they are not powerful characters."

Qian Laosan spoke very loudly, and it was obvious that he was not only speaking to Li Cunxiao.

Everyone was a little panicked at first, but after hearing these words, they calmed down.

For a moment, the only sounds in the courtyard were Li Da Jiao's suppressed cries of pain and the low gasps of a dozen men. Li Cunxiao held the ironwood stick, and sweat broke out on his palms. Suddenly, he understood why the patina on the stick was so even.

Shen He looked like a human-shaped tiger, his two-meter body casting a large shadow on the courtyard wall.

Tiger paws as big as palm-leaf fans were holding torches, and they were stuck in every corner of the yard, looking as funny as adults holding matchsticks.

The cat-like golden eyes were filled with frenzy and murderous intent.

It was almost like someone died during this escort mission.

Right under his Shen He's nose!
No matter how much he hated escorting, no matter how much he lacked a sense of honor and belonging towards the escort agency and the escorts, at this moment, Shen He's inner anger was rising like a tide, with no sign of receding.

As his body grew bigger, the sword at his waist was no longer useful, so he simply took off his belt, untied his round-necked robe and tied it around his waist.

In the light of the fire, the line of brown-yellow hair that had grown between his chest and abdomen and the light black lines on his skin complemented the flowery lining of his white round-necked robe, outlining his majestic body like an inverted trapezoid.

Li Cunxiao couldn't help but reveal a look of desire in his eyes.

Strength! This is the strength that is enough to survive in troubled times!

The silence lasted for dozens of breaths. Just when one of the escorts outside was sweating so much that he couldn't help but wipe it on his clothes, a whistling sound suddenly came from outside the courtyard wall again.

Shen He's face suddenly became ferocious, and his golden eyes instantly locked onto a certain spot in the darkness:
"Beast, I got you!"

A huge roar of wind drowned out the dying wails. The torches in the courtyard flickered, and by the time the flames had stabilized again, Shen He's thick tiger claws had already pierced the black monster's chest and abdomen.

At a glance, Li Cunxiao's eyes reflected the appearance of the monster:
The body is about 1.5 or 1.6 meters tall, short and strong, with black hair covering the whole body, like an ape.

However, if you look closely, you will find that this monster has only three fingers on each hand, and below the waist, it has only one foot, with the forefoot and heel facing in opposite directions.

The face covered by the hair looked like a human face, but it was different when you looked closely. In the shadow of the firelight, everyone who saw it was horrified.

"Hmph, that's all."

Shen He threw the remains of the mandrill against the wall with a flick of his hand. Just as he was about to say a few words to boost morale, he suddenly heard several gusts of wind whistling in the darkness behind him.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Qian Laosan roared, and the escorts holding swords and shields immediately raised their shields and crouched down. Sure enough, the next moment, all the torches on the outer edge of the yard were extinguished, and twisted shadows flew towards them from the shadows.

Li Cunxiao had been observing carefully. Seeing this situation, he silently circulated his blood. The veins on his arms suddenly became thick and bulged. He swung the tough ironwood stick in an arc and swept it out with a sound of breaking through the air!

Click it
The sound of bones breaking was followed by a wailing sound like that of a baby monkey. Qian Laosan looked closely and saw a mandrill grabbing the ground with its claws, dragging its broken and twisted leg and trying to escape, but was killed by the former with a knife.

"Good job, Sanlang! Good fight!"

"See? That's how you should fight!"

When everyone saw the monster in the shadow being killed, they realized that it was not as scary as they had imagined. Their fear subsided and their morale soared. They all learned to defend and counterattack in the way Qian and Li did.

Outside the crowd's car formation, Shen He was already killing like crazy.

Those mandrills obviously had some intelligence and knew that this one was a heavyweight. Three or four of them attacked him from behind, underneath, and in front.

However, Shen He completely ignored it and just stared at the mandrill in front of him. He grabbed the black body that was unable to dodge with his thick tiger claws, and with a force, he directly pulled off the other's head.

The mandrills' attacks seemed to encounter some kind of barrier when they landed on Shen He, slicing through his skin and flesh, rendering them unable to advance any further. Shen He almost completely abandoned defense, allowing the attacks to reach his vital points while he went all-in. In a blink of an eye, he had slaughtered several mandrills.

Of course, even with Shen He sharing the pressure, the demons are not that easy to deal with.

Seven or eight mandrills rushed forward, screaming and running on one leg like the wind, leaving behind shadows and a fishy wind. Even with the protection of the escort cart and shields, many escorts couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

Fortunately, although many people were injured, most of them were minor wounds. The most serious injury was to an old escort who was hit by two mandrills while holding a shield and broke his finger.

During the fierce battle, Li Cunxiao also seized the opportunity. Seeing that a baboon that had been stabbed by Qian Laosan was a little slow in its movements, he immediately gathered his energy and hit it with a stick.

The iron-covered hardwood stick hit the soft part of the mandrill's neck, and the creature howled and died instantly.

The vajra flashed, and the progress bar increased by a quarter.

After that, Shen He's offensive became more and more fierce, killing three or four mandrills in a row. Seeing that the situation was not right, these demons dared only stay in the shadows and cry out, occasionally making tentative attacks, but did not dare to move forward.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, but their hands gripped their weapons even tighter.

Although the situation had entered a stalemate, the danger was not over. Compared to the nervous escort staff, Shen He was becoming increasingly frantic.

He came from an extraordinary family and had a profound family background. He knew that there must be a leader among these mandrills, otherwise they would not be able to launch such an attack.

But after killing for a long time, all the fallen mandrills were at the stage of great Qi and blood development, and none of them had outstanding strength.

He knew that the best strategy at this time was to stay in the yard. With his support, the escorts would at most be injured, but it would be difficult for anyone to die.

But having said that, the pain from the wound made the irritability and murderous intent in his heart continue to rise. Several times, Shen He almost couldn't help but rush out of the yard and tear those beasts to pieces one by one!
At this time, the yard fell into another kind of silence. The firewood in the campfire crackled from time to time, and the wind occasionally rustled the leaves.

The men's heavy breathing was clearly audible next to my ears, and occasionally there was a strange sound like a cat or tiger snoring.

That was Shen He's breath.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Two quarters of an hour passed.

"Have those demons left?"

Hearing someone's whispered question, everyone couldn't help but look at Shen He. Li Cunxiao keenly noticed that the other party seemed to have become smaller than before, and his face seemed a little tired?

"I gonna go see"

Shen He winked at the old escort in the team, who immediately understood and handed over the torch.

He took the torch and slowly approached the wall, his back gradually swallowed by the shadows.

On the roof of the inn, a strange cry suddenly sounded in the darkness.

"caught you!"

There were sounds of fierce fighting and strange howling in the yard. The wind seemed to be circling around the yard, making the torches flicker and dim. At a quick glance, one could only see a monster fighting with Shen He.

The monster looked like a mandrill in general, except that it was taller. There was a thick red streak on its face that ran from its forehead to its lips, which added a touch of horror.

"It's a mandrill that's about to break through to the second level. No wonder it's here to catch blood."

Li Cunxiao listened to Qian Laosan's mumbling, and had no time to think about it. He just carefully identified the movement of the wind in the yard.

However, this demon who was "about to break through to the second level" was not at a disadvantage under Shen He for a while. His sharp claws even scratched the latter's clothes on his arms several times, penetrated into the flesh, and rubbed the bones.

Li Cunxiao didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to hear the sound of metal and stone rubbing against each other.

The excruciating pain drove Shen He mad, and his attacks became increasingly violent. A moment later, the sound of the wind finally passed over the courtyard wall and faded away. Shen He roared and rushed out as well.

In the silent darkness, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally left.

The escorts have been fighting for such a long time, and the results are not very great, but their spirits and bodies have been stretched to the limit.

The escort who had injured his hand before relaxed his mind at this moment, and smashed the shield in his hand into the mud, revealing his upper body. There was also Li Dajiao in the center who was covering his left arm with his hands surrounded by everyone.

Li Cunxiao suddenly smelled a fishy odor, like the saliva of some wild animal, and in a very short time, the smell went from faint to obvious.

"careful!"

Almost at the moment he warned, a gust of evil wind blew over. The old escort was alert and dodged it by squatting down, but the next moment, both of them changed their expressions at the same time.

"what!!!!"

In the darkness, Li Dajiao covered the broken shoulder and let out a shrill scream, and everyone's nerves were suddenly tense.

At this time, Li Cunxiao stared at Li Dajiao's body intently. Under the pumping of the heart and lungs, the blood rushed into his limbs and bones like an engine filled with fuel.

His body expanded rapidly, his muscles became firmer, but his fascia became more flexible;
His five fingers were like iron pillars, and the veins on his forearms were like those of a python;
His eyes were bloodshot, his face was red almost purple, and his hair was standing on end.

He saw, behind the wailing Li Cheng, a mandrill with reddish blood lines on its face, chewing flesh and blood in big mouthfuls.

"die!!!"

The roar was like thunder, his feet crossed and stepped, he leaped three meters, and swung the iron and wooden stick with his strong arms. The terrifying force made the stick bend an amazing arc in mid-air. The force of the object's deformation, at the moment of stagnation at one end, rebounded from the other end, poured out, and blasted out!
Bang! ! !
In the darkness, the escorts suddenly heard a sound like a watermelon exploding, and their faces and bodies were covered with warm and smelly food like rain.

When the torches were lit again, Qian Laosan was the first to squeeze into the crowd, only to see Li Cheng, who had fainted while covering his broken arm, and Li Cunxiao, who looked exhausted.

Qian Laosan nodded vigorously at him, then stepped forward and helped Li Cheng treat his injuries without saying a word.

The courtyard was silent, and the escorts stared in amazement. The other end of the stick in Li Cunxiao's hand had broken off, leaving only a jagged stump of wood.

How much power does this have to be?

An old escort suddenly stepped forward and patted Li Cunxiao's shoulder vigorously. The others followed suit. For a moment, these rugged men slapped the young man with their unspeakable feelings.

Li Cunxiao panted, his eyes swept across everyone's faces, and he read an emotion called admiration.

In my mind, the light on the vajra flickered, covered with a dull gray, passed over the central spherical handle, passed over the lotus seat, and slowly stopped until it approached the depression of the vertebral body.

Charging progress, two-thirds.

As everyone lit torches again, bandaged Li Cheng's wounds, and checked their own injuries and the damage to their weapons and darts, Shen He, who had been out chasing after them, finally arrived.

He had an ugly expression on his face and walked into the yard with a bloody smell. Somehow, everyone's eyes became subtle for a moment.

Shen He couldn't help but frown.

"What happened?"

(End of this chapter)