You tricked me! "Ying Feiyang suddenly came to himself and said fiercely.
"Humph, who can be fooled by a child's scheme?" The Wood Demon said disdainfully. Although Ying Feiyang was quick-witted and wanted to bluff his way out, he was not as experienced as his master, so his expression was unnatural. Although the Wood Demon looked rough, it was actually very meticulous and experienced. After a little test, Ying Feiyang gave himself away.
The Wood Demon continued to say sternly, "Boy, listen, I don't care where you come from. You can't save this girl. Leave her here and I won't make things difficult for you. If you insist on saving her, I won't hold back. If you die, I won't bury your body. Think about it carefully." As it spoke, its Demon Aura was ready to burst out. Its eyes were full of fierce light, as if it was ready to devour people at any time.
After all, Ying Feiyang was young and had never seen such a murderous intent. His body trembled involuntarily, and his mixed emotions became more upset. In terms of strength, the three people of Ling Xiao Sword School couldn't even break the inhibition in front of the door. He was alone, so how could he be the opponent of this monster? In terms of wisdom, he was fooled by the Wood Demon just now, so how could he think of a way to escape? When he was upset, he looked back at Mu Xiaomei, who was still sleeping as if she didn't know the danger. He couldn't help feeling angry.
Mu Xiaomei was really a troublemaker. Nothing good would come out of following her. The fire was burning, but she was still sleeping here. He should just leave her here and let her sleep as much as she wanted.
Right, leave her here. What the Wood Demon wants is her. If I leave her here, I can leave safely.
Right, leave her here. I'm not related to her. Why should I risk my life for her?
Right, leave her here. Anyway, the Wood Demon won't kill her. At most, she will never see Uncle Mu again. Right, leave her here. She poked the beehive and I was stung by the bee. She provoked the yellow dog and I was bitten by the yellow dog. She caught fish and made me fall into the water. She stole Granny Cai's plums.
With that in mind, Ying Feiyang retreated to the corner and left her behind.
He untied the gourd at his waist and tilted his head back, gulping down half of the wine in the gourd. As the strong wine entered his throat, a ball of fire surged out from his stomach and spread throughout his body along his meridians. Fear, uneasiness, doubt, regret, all the negative emotions were burned away by this fire. After drinking the wine, Ying Feiyang threw the gourd away and unsheathed his sword. Under the green fluorescent light, the sword gleamed with an eerie light, causing Ying Feiyang's handsome face to look somewhat sinister.
He grinned and said, "The troublemaker is right. I've chopped hundreds of lumps of wood like you."
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"Ying Feiyang, can you hear me? Answer me if you hear me! " Xie Lingyan and the other two were outside. They used all sorts of methods to break the restriction, but they were still unable to do so. Fu Qingming and Zhang Yizhi were already exhausted, but Xie Lingyan slashed at the restriction again and again as if she was venting her anger, shouting as she slashed.
Fu Qingming sighed in his heart. This Junior Sister of his was naturally intelligent, and she was doted on by her teachers. Therefore, she had high aspirations. He didn't expect that she would encounter such a thing the first time she left the mountain. She had promised to rescue them, but she couldn't even meet the enemy. She had even lost a companion for no reason. This could be said to be the greatest setback in her life. If she blamed herself and left a knot in her heart, it would probably affect her future progress.
When he was about to persuade her, he heard a gentle and peaceful voice. "Let me try this inhibition. How about it?" In the dark forest, a white figure stepped out.
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"You don't know what's good for you!" The Wood Demon shouted angrily and attacked angrily. His fierce fist carried the sound of the wind and blasted at Ying Feiyang. Ying Feiyang blocked it with his sword, but felt that the fist was like a galloping bull with great power. The sword in his hand was pressed into an arc and almost broke. Fortunately, Ying Feiyang didn't want to take it head-on. He withdrew his fierce strength and turned it into a gentle one. Even so, Ying Feiyang still took three steps back to suppress his surging Qi and blood and the strong smell of alcohol.
He was at a disadvantage in one move, but Ying Feiyang let out a long breath and laughed without fear. "You're just so-so. I overestimated you!" Before this, Ying Feiyang's heart had been like a giant rock hanging in the air, uneasy. After taking this move, the giant rock in his heart had been lifted.
According to the description of the three people from Ling Xiao Sword School, this demon should be so strong that it was difficult to hurt it even if they joined forces. However, after the fight, he felt that although the demon in front of him was strong, it was not unshakable. It was far from being as difficult to deal with as he had imagined.
Ying Feiyang relaxed and his sword technique became more agile. His sword moved with the momentum of the wind and clouds. He took a step forward and took the initiative to meet the Wood Demon. The two of them clashed and began to fight. The Wood Demon's strength was vigorous and it was as steady as a mountain. Although its attacks were slow, each of its attacks was extremely powerful. Ying Feiyang's body moved around the Wood Demon, not fighting it head-on. He would retreat when his attacks failed.
Perhaps it was because of the surging genuine Qi and the alcohol, Ying Feiyang was a little tipsy. In his drunken eyes, the Wood Demon's figure was like the Wood Spirit that he summoned. Ying Feiyang practiced swordsmanship alone and had no one to fight with him. He only bullied the Wood Spirit when he was playing tricks with his master. The Wood Spirit was indeed strong, but when Ying Feiyang fought with it, he restrained his strength and only used his sword to defeat it. Therefore, although Ying Feiyang had no experience in fighting with humans or other demons, he had too much experience in dealing with the Wood Demon. The more he fought, the more skillful he felt.
Ying Feiyang's Sword's Resolve was boosted by the wine. He moved freely and attacked like a storm. On the other hand, since the Wood Demon changed back to this appearance, it rarely fought with people. It was the first time for it to fight against a skinny young man like Ying Feiyang. As the battle went on, the man and the demon were locked in a stalemate.
It was difficult to defeat the young man in front of it. The Wood Demon shouted in a deep voice, "Hmph, kid, you're lucky. If you met me three years ago, you wouldn't be able to take three of my moves!" The Wood Demon was a famous demon for a long time. Until three years ago, when he fought against Yue Cang Qiong, he was seriously injured by the golden sword ray. His cultivation was greatly reduced and he could not use his usual spells. He could only rely on his palms to fight. Now, a young man who looked like he could easily take him down could actually fight with him. How could he not be depressed and angry?
"Hah, you're lucky too. If you met me three years later, you might not be able to take three of my moves!" Ying Feiyang was in the middle of the battle. He did not forget to compete with his tongue in between his moves.
As soon as he said this, the Wood Demon became even angrier. "You're really reckless. If that's the case, don't complain when you die." As he spoke, the Wood Demon increased his strength and the strength of his fist became three times stronger. The wind of the fist came as a shield. Before it reached his body, he could already feel the heavy wind pressure.
"He really didn't use his full strength!" Ying Feiyang complained in his heart. He secretly regretted his drunken words. The situation of the battle immediately changed. Originally, Ying Feiyang's ten moves were four attacks and six defenses. After a while, it became three attacks and seven defenses. In the end, he was purely moving around with his agile movements. In ten moves, he could only use two moves to fight back.
While Ying Feiyang was struggling, the Wood Demon suddenly stopped attacking. It turned out that while Ying Feiyang was moving around, he had unknowingly moved the battle to Mu Xiaomei. The Wood Demon was afraid that he could not stop and accidentally hurt Mu Xiaomei, so he stopped and said, "Brat, if you want to fight, don't fight here. It's not a big deal if you lose your life. If you're blind and stab this girl, it's a big deal."
There was no reason for Ying Feiyang to refuse. But after thinking about the situation, he came up with another plan. He put the sword back into the sheath and said, "Okay, then you take seven steps back and I'll take seven steps forward. Let's do what we did just now. I won't take advantage of you."
The Wood Demon was amused by this child's seriousness. His anger subsided a little, but he still laughed and said, "You're a child after all. You care too much. I'll do as you say."
Ying Feiyang held the sword and walked very slowly. But with every step he took, his momentum became fiercer. The air in the stone room also became a little heavier. In the stone room where the sun could not be seen, the air actually gave birth to a feeling of suffocation before a storm. When he took the sixth step, the sword in the sheath was already like a living thing. Ying Feiyang pressed it with one hand, but he could not suppress its desire to get out of the sheath.
The Wood Demon sensed that something was wrong and shouted coldly, "What did you do?" He was about to step forward to stop him. "Too late!" But Ying Feiyang laughed loudly and calmly took the seventh step!
With a clanging sound of the sword, the long sword was like a caged lion coming out of its cage, or a wild dragon coming out of its cave. With a huge force, it attacked the Wood Demon. This sword was fast and fierce, and the force was much more powerful than before. Caught unprepared, the Wood Demon was also shocked by this sword and took several steps back. "Did a child's quarrel fall for it?" Ying Feiyang's proud and mocking voice came into his ears.
This sword move was the starting sword-drawing move of the Wind-breaking and Cloud-cutting Sword Style that Ying Feiyang practiced. The essence of this move was the method of gathering power. When the sword was pressed, it was secretly gathering power. The sword was like storing water in the box, accumulating power. The more power it accumulated, the more powerful it was. When the sword was drawn, it was like opening a dam and releasing water. Just as the sword was drawn, it had the power to disturb the wind and clouds. Therefore, this move was named "Sword Raising Wind and Clouds". Ying Feiyang had accumulated enough power, so naturally, the force was different from before.
After one move, how could Ying Feiyang stop? He immediately pressed forward step by step and attacked rapidly. Between the sword moves, the Wood Demon retreated again and again. "Enough!" The Wood Demon shouted angrily. It gathered its demonic power in the center of its palm, and its huge palm doubled in size. It slapped down as if it was swatting a fly. As the huge palm approached, Ying Feiyang immediately stopped his attack and turned around to retreat, barely dodging the palm.
The Wood Demon had just stabilized its footing and was about to counterattack when it found itself in the tunnel. It groaned in its heart, "Damn it, I really can't be careless with this kid."
Being in the tunnel, the Wood Demon's huge body made it difficult for it to move around. It immediately felt that its hands and feet were tied. It wanted to rush back into the house, but it saw that Ying Feiyang seemed to have already expected it. His sword moved like the wind and clouds, and his agile body moved freely in the tunnel. Three swords to the left, seven swords to the right. The Wood Demon had already weaved a dense sword net around it, forcing the Wood Demon to be unable to advance or retreat. It was hit several times in a row. Although it had the wooden armor and was not seriously injured, if this continued, it would be difficult for it to escape defeat.
A moment of carelessness, in the blink of an eye, the defeat was already apparent. The Wood Demon was ashamed and angry. It made up its mind and simply protected its vital parts. With a roar, it relied on its thick skin and thick flesh, like a giant tree attacking a city, it broke through the dense sword net and crashed into the house.
Unexpectedly, Ying Feiyang was not flustered and laughed, "I've seen this move many times!" As if he had practiced it thousands of times, his sword shook, like a flood dragon coming out of the sea, in the blink of an eye he had already sent out three swords, directly piercing the Wood Demon's left knee. Three moves in a row, one point to break through. Even though the Wood Demon was born with a wooden armor to protect its body, it still could not block the three swords that hit the same point. Its left leg was pierced through, and its body immediately lost its balance and it knelt on the ground on one knee.
Ying Feiyang did not think too much, he raised his sword again and slashed towards the Wood Demon's neck. Halfway through, he regretted it. Just now when the Wood Demon had the upper hand, it still focused on capturing him first and did not use a heavy blow. Ying Feiyang was grateful and wanted to spare its life, but his cultivation was still far from being able to control it as he pleased.
Just when life and death were about to be decided, he suddenly heard a clear shout, "Don't you dare hurt my Wood Demon!" A sound of wind breaking could be heard, and a rattan, like a long snake, pierced straight towards him.
It was the female demon who had just been awakened by the sound of fighting. Seeing the scene in front of her, she immediately made her move.
The rattan swept away the sword in Ying Feiyang's hand, but its momentum did not stop. It turned a corner and stabbed towards the space between Ying Feiyang's eyebrows. The rattan had not yet reached his body, but the strong wind caused the space between his eyebrows to hurt. Ying Feiyang had no way to dodge, and it looked like his skull was about to be pierced.
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