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Chapter 297 Fighting Bones

Chapter 297 Fighting Bones

Little Huzi was a little unhappy.

Because he was the king of his clan, but he bowed his head to an irrelevant human being, he was very unhappy.

The little Pegasus gloated and ridiculed, finally letting the little tiger know what "empathy" means.

As the king of a clan, it is indeed very unhappy to bow to other races.

"It doesn't matter." An Qingli touched the tiger's head and comforted the little tiger, "You can definitely apologize the most tenderly or fight the hardest. They are two different things and don't interfere."

"The toughest fight?" Xiao Huzi's eyes lit up, but he was still depressed in his heart. During the battle with the Scorpion Puppet that night, Smelting Fire was the only one performing, and there was no chance for it to appear.

"Now, I'll give you the opportunity."

An Qingli, who transformed into a ghost-catching Taoist priest, was dressed in a Taoist yellow robe and pointed at a village in the distance. The sky above the village was filled with resentment, and there must be some evil spirit at work.

The little tiger regained his energy, suddenly fluttered his wings, carried An Qingli on his back, and hurried to the village.

The village is at the foot of the mountain.

The mountain is steep and difficult for ordinary people to climb.

What's more, at a glance, most of the people in this village are old people.

"Great Immortal!"

The people in the village were so frightened when they first saw the black tiger with wings that they threw away their hoes and knelt down. However, when they saw a Taoist priest on the tiger's back, they became a little calmer.

The tiger has its owner and will not eat people randomly.

But some people were so frightened that they kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Grandpa Tiger, don't eat us."

"Let's all go home first. I won't eat you." An Qingli said.

A group of villagers scattered one after another.

"Go ahead."

An Qingli patted the tiger's head and let it fight against the evil spirit. The thunder and lightning magical power of the Thunder Winged Tiger Clan was also the nemesis of the evil spirits.

"Roar~"

The little tiger roared majestically and was about to have the most severe fight.

An Qingli held his sword in mid-air, supervising the battle at the side.

People in the village were hiding or hiding, or secretly looking at An Qingli holding a sword in mid-air.

God!

Sure enough, a god has descended to earth!

The crackle of fighting sounded.

A large cloud of black air suddenly appeared on the mountainside. There was also electric light in the black air. The whole thing was like a sudden appearance of a thundercloud.

The thunder clouds were ferocious, and another tiger roar came out.

"Roar~"

The little Thunder Winged Tiger roared again.

The black air became more and more ferocious, and several white bones could be vaguely seen writhing in the black air.

There are several coffins hanging halfway up the mountain. They are very old. Even the ancestors of these villagers do not know the origin of these coffins.

Before the villagers' ancestors came to settle here, these coffins were already there.

The white bones are smiling.

Five fleshless fingers were inserted into the little tiger's back.

Drenched with blood.

"Need help?" The smelting fire turned into a flame bird and landed on An Qingli's shoulder.

"Need not!"

The little tiger was so brave that he jumped up towards a spirited white skeleton.

The black air spread rapidly, accompanied by a nauseating fishy wind.

A skeleton with white bones and black holes in its eyes stared at An Qingli. Suddenly, with a swing of its joints, it avoided the little tiger and rushed towards An Qingli.

An Qingli made a move with his hand, and the smelting fire suddenly turned into a flying sword, which came to An Qingli's hand and stabbed the white bones that came towards him.

The white bones swung again, and the sword tip only penetrated the space between the white bones' ribs, without damaging the white bones' frame.

The white bones smiled "Jie Jie", and suddenly raised the fleshless hand bones, like sharp blades, and thrust them into An Qingli's heart.

An Qingli raised his leg and kicked it. At the same time, he raised the Ruyi Red Flame Sword in his hand and split the white bones into two halves from bottom to top.

"Jie Jie!"

The kicked bones were still laughing grimly. Although the upper body had been torn apart and became mutilated, it still rushed towards An Qingli.

This white bone has no body and cannot feel pain at all. It looks at An Qingli and seems to be fighting her to the death.

An Qingli swung his sword, and the red sword energy flew through the air, splitting the broken bones into two horizontally.

The lower half of the leg bone fell straight down, but the upper half was not affected at all. Jie Jie smiled strangely and pounced straight towards An Qingli.

An Qingli ducked sideways and struck out with his sword at the same time.

The half of the bones tried to hide, but failed, and another section was cut off.

After a few blasts of sword energy, only the skull and a small neck bone were left.

But the skull with some neck bones was still smiling strangely and kept attacking An Qingli.

Finally, after another blow, only a skull was left.

"What a persistent skull." The little Pegasus sighed.

However, there is only one skull left, which is not necessarily a good thing. His body has become smaller, but he has narrowly escaped An Qingli's sword attacks several times.

"Jie Jie!"

The skull smiled wildly and strangely, as if it was deliberately teasing An Qingli before.

A fishy wind suddenly arises.

Suddenly, the skull began to spin rapidly around An Qingli.

The speed was so fast that it turned into a white afterimage, just like a white circle of light suddenly appeared around An Qingli.

At such a fast speed, it is impossible to tell where the skull is. If you stab it with a sword, it will basically miss.

"Fight me?"

The skull suddenly made a sound, and Jiejie smiled and said: "Smelly old man, how many pounds do you weigh, and how many pounds do I weigh? I have been lying here for thousands of years, and you come up and destroy my nest. Are you polite? You know how to recognize each other.

Just leave as soon as possible, or I will let you lie down in the coffin."

The White Bones were afraid of the sword in An Qingli's hand, and also knew that An Qingli was not trying his best, so he put pressure on An Qingli to stay out of his own business.

Those who were nosy and incompetent in the past have turned into bones and are fighting with the little tigers.

An Qingli stepped on the flying sword and said with a serious expression: "You feed on the essence and blood of the villagers here, are you polite? The villagers here are less than thirty, and their teeth are white and gray. You dare to say that it is not a good thing you did."

This place is remote and isolated from the rest of the world. The villagers here for generations have been fed by these bones.

Bones raises these villagers, just like a person raises a group of chickens and ducks. You can enjoy them whenever you want.

It's a pity that the villagers don't know and take premature aging as a matter of course.

Although he is in his twenties, he has the arms and legs of a sixty or seventy year old, so the people working in the fields are all old people.

"Jie Jie." The white bones laughed again, "I led their ancestors here to escape the fire of war and save their ancestors from danger. Isn't it a natural thing for them and their descendants to respect me?"

"Isn't it funny?" An Qingli said in a deep voice, "The father's debt is paid by the son, let's stop here, it's time to settle the matter."

"Just you?"

White Bones is a little scornful. It has been practicing for thousands of years with the help of the essence of the sun and the moon. Although its cultivation speed is slow, it is not that it cannot deal with an old man who is several decades old.

It seems that this old man can only use his sword to strike the air. At best, he is in the late stage of foundation building.

It was able to defeat a monk at the golden elixir stage, although it took a long time, and the fight lasted a day and a night.

"Just me."

With a thought in An Qingli's mind, suddenly his whole body was filled with black fire.

The black fire appeared in an instant and disappeared in an instant.

As the black fire dissipated, the surrounding white light also dissipated in the sky and earth.

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(End of chapter)


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