"You…you…"
The thin monk had also talked with the young man in black and knew very well what kind of horrible background he had.
Even Qinglin's mother did not dare to provoke the group of foxes on the North Cliff, let alone a martial artist like herself who came alone from Qingzhou.
There is no shame in bowing your head before them.
The only thing he didn't expect was that someone would dare not bow his head?
"Ahem..."
Master Yin Qi's facial features were distorted, and the flesh and blood he had swallowed earlier was vomited out along with saliva.
He suppressed his convulsions and turned over, his eyes wide open with anger, and the wheezing sound in his throat gradually became heavier, not like that of an ordinary person, but more like that of some wild beast.
"roar!"
He opened his mouth and let out a roar as deafening as the sound of a huge bell.
It would be fine if he had the initial stage of cultivation, but for an officer like Chen Ji who had some martial arts skills, even if he tried his best to maintain his body shape, he couldn't help but stagger back two steps.
As for the steward of the Lin family, his situation was even more miserable. He collapsed to the ground, and his silk coat was stained yellow by filth.
"It's over, it's over. Someone in the Lin family is going to die!"
He cried and glanced secretly ahead.
Shen Yi seemed not to hear anything, and he took steady steps, unhurriedly drawing out his three-foot-long sword.
Compared with Chen Ji's sword drawing, he did not act ferociously or gritting his teeth. Instead, he seemed somewhat casual, just like pulling out an oil-paper umbrella from his arms when the autumn rain was everywhere, as if it was a matter of course.
But the moment I saw him draw his knife.
Yin Laoqi instantly stopped roaring, fear appeared in his eyes, and he turned and fled!
Inside the house, the moment the other party attacked, he keenly caught the strong aura, and it was definitely not someone who had just entered the initial realm... at least he was a master who had achieved the first level.
Yin Laoqi exerted force with his legs, bent over, and rushed out six feet in one step.
I didn't even bother to look back.
Seeing his miserable appearance, even the two senior brothers from the Vajra Sect showed some surprise.
We are both at the beginner level, so why should we be so scared?
"It is not appropriate for us to interfere in the court's investigation."
The thin monk seemed to have guessed that the other party was afraid of the helper beside Shen Yi, and suddenly said something in a sarcastic tone.
Butcher Zhang glanced at him and sighed slowly.
However, even so, what is puzzling is that Yin Laoqi still has no intention of stopping, but instead jumps even faster.
The next moment, Shen Yi moved swiftly and appeared quietly behind the young man in black in two or three steps.
The long knife in his hand suddenly chopped down, and the fierceness and ferocity that came over him finally made Yin Laoqi feel a chill on his back. He couldn't help but turn around to block with his elbow.
Swish!
The long sword slashed down with a mixture of scarlet and gray!
The sharp blade tore through Yin Laoqi's flesh like tearing paper, and the hard elbow bones cracked. The raging blade energy penetrated through the arm, leaving a deep gash on the opponent's face where the bone was visible.
The gap extended all the way to his right shoulder, making a sizzling corrosion sound and turning the surrounding flesh into pus at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As the blood plasma sprayed, wisps of dark yellow hair emerged from Yin Laoqi's face, and the stinky smell of a wild beast spread.
The black lines on the dark yellow fur reveal the other party's true identity.
The "human skin" on its body lost its function, and its bloody mouth opened, revealing a ferocious tiger head.
Yin Laoqi endured the pain, his vision blurred by the scarlet blood, and fled to the side in panic, shouting in fear: "You lunatic! She won't let you go!"
These words seemed to have touched the skinny monk's heart.
He looked at Shen Yi in shock, as if he was looking at a dead person.
Butcher Zhang looked at the tiger demon rushing towards him, smacked his lips, reached out from behind his waist and pulled out an ordinary pig-killing knife. Under his broad palm, the black pig-killing knife looked more like a toy.
After thinking about it, he changed his hand and used the back of the knife, raised his strong arm, and smashed down at the opponent fiercely.
Under the fierce force, the already panicked tiger demon was knocked back again.
It was at a loss as to what to grab, when suddenly a clean face appeared in its scarlet vision. The other party glanced at it with quick and decisive movements.
Puff! Silver light flashed by.
The corpses separated and fell to the ground one by one, splashing some dust, and quickly grew several times larger, turning into a strong and fat tiger body.
Shen Yi sheathed his knife, bent down, and inserted his slender and powerful five fingers into the opponent's lower abdomen. After a slight groping, he took out a small beast element.
[Killed the tiger demon in the early stage of the first stage, the total life span is 520 years, the remaining 132 years, absorbed completely]
"Are you out of your mind?!"
The thin monk glared at his junior brother angrily: "How many times have I reminded you not to cause trouble for me!"
Butcher Zhang put away his butcher knife, said nothing, and plucked another piece of green grass and put it in his mouth. His face changed slightly, and he quickly spat it out: "Pah, do you still have a dog at home? Why does it feel like it's stained with urine, and its mouth is full of stench."
"Thank you very much."
Shen Yi put away the beast essence.
"I just have a nasty hand. I want to take pictures of everything I see."
Butcher Zhang looked over and smiled indifferently.
"Bastard… bastard…" The thin monk's hands were shaking with anger at being ignored.
Shen Yi retracted his gaze and noticed the knife in Chen Ji's hand, with a hint of doubt on his face.
"I'm a little nervous. I'm going to take it to give me some courage."
Chen Ji hid the knife behind his back and forced a smile, with a hint of shame in his eyes.
How many more monsters does the other party have to kill before he can prove that he is not the kind of person who colludes with monsters?
The previous nameless will-o'-the-wisp was actually caused by doubts in one's own heart, otherwise why would one be afraid of other people's rumors?
only...
Lord Shen's martial arts progress is too fast! This is the first time Chen Ji saw the other party kill a big monster with his own eyes. In Shen Yi's hands, the tiger monster did not even have the slightest thought of resisting from beginning to end.
The only thing that could comfort me was that the other party did not use the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique.
This means that Lord Shen must have been practicing martial arts in secret for a long time, most likely from another master.
"Okay, take the demon's corpse back to the government office."
Seeing that he was unwilling to elaborate, Shen Yi did not ask any further questions.
"I obey your command." Chen Ji took quick steps.
At this moment, that sinister voice came from the side again.
"Friend Shen, he doesn't need to be brave. He was so brave that he almost chopped me with a knife and asked me what I was."
The thin monk walked over with a sneer.
Just because you are wearing the clothes of the imperial court, you can't pretend to be an elephant in front of the martial artists. Even if you don't use those secret means, your immediate superior alone is enough to suppress you and make you speechless.
Hearing this, Chen Ji's movements slowed down slightly, and he felt a little regretful.
It's already troublesome enough to get rid of the demon now, so why cause more trouble just for a momentary anger?
Thinking of this, he lowered his head and rubbed his face. Just as he was thinking about how to apologize, he heard Shen Yi's indifferent question.
"You really said that?"
Hearing this, Chen Ji froze and said helplessly, "I said it."
The thin monk sneered even more and stood with his hands hanging down.
Shen Yi nodded, turned and walked towards him.
"It's not a big deal. I'm not a magnanimous person. But Captain Shen, you should pay more attention to your subordinates..."
Before the thin monk finished speaking, he saw Shen Yi standing in front of him with his hand on the scabbard.
He gave me a calm look, raised his thin lips slightly, and said with a hint of sarcasm:
"So."
"What are you?"
(End of this chapter)