Chapter 87 Wu Song beats Jinmaohu (25)

As the saying goes, "When two brave men meet in a narrow road, the brave one wins."

When facing a powerful opponent, even if you know you cannot defeat him, you must still draw your sword resolutely. Even if you fall down, you must tear off a piece of his flesh and drink his blood.

Once upon a time, the soldiers in the village were so afraid of the evil soldiers from Qingfeng Mountain that they had no courage to fight.

What a coward!
Even with a powerful general like Hua Rong leading the team, they were unable to do anything to the Three Waste Lands of Qingfeng Mountain.

Of course, if the three wastes of Qingfeng Mountain want to break through Qingfeng Village, they will have to pay a heavy price.

But now, motivated by silver, the fear in their hearts was covered by greed, and what they saw before their eyes were no longer man-eating monsters, but silver ingots.

"Kill!"

The Jinmaohu looked at the soldiers who were roaring and charging towards him, his eyes wide open in surprise.

In his muscular brain, he couldn't understand why the once cowardly soldier had become so brave in just less than a month.

Are they so bold as to do this?
"Children, follow me and kill!"

Without time to think, the Jinmaohu stirred up a bloody wind and rushed towards the soldiers in the village.

This person is also a person who has achieved success in refining essence and nourishing qi. Among the sixteen young generals of Liangshan, his fighting ability is not bad. Although he is not as good as the best, he is far better than the worst.

With this pounce, it instantly transformed into a monster with a tiger head and a human body. Its golden fur fluttered in the night wind, and it looked majestic and ferocious.

Suddenly, the soldiers who rushed out of the village gate all felt a shock in their hearts.

The fear that was once dominated by the devil surged into my heart.

At this moment, a roar suddenly sounded behind him:

"Bah!"

"How dare a kitten act so unruly in front of your Grandpa Wu Song!"

In an instant, Wu Erlang, who had a special killing BUFF against tigers, strode out from the gate of the village.

Since he took office, either Hua Rong was in charge of the camp, or he, Wu Song, ate and slept with the soldiers.

Today, it is Wu Song who is working the night shift.

Seeing that it was a thief with the soul of "tiger", he didn't even draw the two snowflake iron knives at his waist, but rushed out with his fist as big as a casserole.

When Yan Shun saw that the man was fighting with his bare hands, he sneered and stomped his feet hard on the ground.

The ground seemed to shake violently, and countless rocks and earth flew everywhere, like a real tiger pouncing forward, with the huge machete in its hand shining coldly, as if it wanted to cut Wu Song in half with one stroke.

When a tiger pounces on a person, it pounces, lifts, and cuts with each move. The hardest to escape is the pounce. It will do this over and over again, and after three moves, the tiger's energy and power will be exhausted, and it can no longer kill people.

The same was true of the golden-haired tiger's pounce.

Wu Song dodged with a Yuhuan step, then kicked hard with his Yuanyang kick.

Yan Shun widened his eyes, clenched his teeth, and suddenly lifted it up.

But Wu Song was faster. His right arm turned golden, like the Arhat Vajra, and grabbed the Jinmaohu's neck.

With a grab and a pull, a large piece of fur and skin was torn off, and it was bloody and dripping.

"Roar!"

The majestic appearance was instantly ruined. Yan Shun, who had lost a large piece of flesh, roared angrily, his eyes burning with rage, and pounced again, more ferocious and fierce than before.

A man-eating devil like Yan Shun would never sit and wait for death.

The more injured he is, the stronger his fighting power becomes.

In an instant, a foul and fishy air gushed out of his mouth and transformed into a huge black tiger with a diameter of about ten feet. It was like a real huge tiger head with its mouth opened, and a low and powerful tiger roar spread in all directions, and bloody wind and rain swept across an area of ​​several feet in radius.

This is exactly the power that is stimulated by nourishing Qi and combining it with the soul!
And because he became a demon by eating people, the filthy power contained in it had the effect of corroding the body and soul. Wu Song ignored it, a flash of fire flashed around him, and then he raised his fist and smashed it down on Jinmaohu's head.

"what!"

Jinmaohu took a punch and was knocked back by the huge force. At the same time, his heart skipped a beat!
A strong smell of blood surged from his throat. He licked his lips, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down.

The black tiger roared again, shaking the night sky.

The soldiers in the village were frightened and their morale dropped to the bottom in an instant, but the demon soldiers became more and more eager to fight.

"die!"

Wu Song was filled with rage. With a "boom", a flash of fire appeared and a ball of extremely hot flame flew towards the black tiger.

The figure of the black tiger with golden fur condensed by the soul blurred, and it dodged immediately, but the surroundings around it had already turned into a sea of ​​fire, so there was no way it could escape.

His skin and flesh were suddenly burned by the flames, and severe pain surged from every corner of his body.

In fact, the current state of the Golden-Haired Black Tiger is a soul condensed from true Qi, so there is no flesh and blood.

This burning sensation was directly imprinted on his soul, causing his face to immediately become distorted due to pain.

The skin on the tiger's face quickly turned red, and then turned black under the burning flames. The surface of the skin wrinkled, and large blisters appeared on its hands and feet, and then exploded with a "bang".

A thick black liquid with a fishy smell flowed out.

This was the effect of Ming Wang's burning rage, which dealt a heavy blow to him in one fell swoop.

The black tiger roared and then drilled back into Yan Shun's body.

The golden-haired tiger opened his eyes wide, and even though the pain in his body was like tearing his heart apart and was getting more and more intense, he still clenched his teeth.

"Children, retreat..."

As expected, he is worthy of being called a man-eating demon, a vicious tiger roaming the mountains and forests. Even though his soul has suffered severe damage, he still holds on to a trace of clarity in his spirit.

Then he turned around and rushed into the darkness, as fast as lightning.

Suddenly, a fierce wind blew from behind Jinmaohu, and a fist as big as a casserole grabbed his scalp again, pinning him to the spot.

"Bang, bang, bang" three violent punches.

Jinmaohu felt a sharp pain in his head and his vision went dark. At the same time, a sense of fear rose in his heart.

'My life is over! '

The next second, Wu Song's cold laughter filled his ears, and murderous intent rushed straight to his head: "Little cat, where are you going to escape? Take another punch from your grandfather Wu Song..."

"boom!"

Although the golden-haired tiger tried its best to steady its body, it felt its strength and life rapidly draining away.

Click, click, click!

A strange and dull sound came out of the tiger's mouth, as if playing the note of death.

Wu Song punched Jinmaohu several times, then without even looking at him, drew out his two swords and rushed towards the demon soldier.

Behind him, Yan Shun's golden-haired tiger head had disappeared, and he had returned to his human form. His face was covered in redness, and his steps were uncontrollably staggering as if he was drunk. He wanted to raise his arms but had no strength.

The tall and mighty body, like a tiger or a lion, spun twice.

thump!
The devil finally fell to the ground, with large mouthfuls of blood gushing out of his mouth.

His eyes were wide open, staring at Wu Song who was killing the demon soldiers everywhere, and he died with his eyes wide open...

(End of this chapter)