Chapter 16: Kill the fox

　　 was originally a peaceful banquet. With the sound of music, things happened suddenly, flesh and blood were broken, and evil spirits appeared.
　　 Yang Jian couldn't help but his eyes widened when he looked at the side door. It was the first time he saw such a cruel picture, but he didn't react to it for a while, just watching it.
The two monster beasts that broke through that beautiful skin first, resembling jackals and wolves, rushed to the main table fiercely, one rushed to the man who was in position, and the other rushed to the three monks. '.
　　 They are hidden in the dancing girl's body, and they suddenly attacked when the dancing girl twisted her waist to ‘dance’. How can ordinary people resist?
　　 The ‘prince’ who was closest to the two evil spirits was pulled directly upside down, leaving a long wound on his shoulder. The blood of the emperor’s blood was also freely spilled!
The prince was nothing. Two of the three monks failed to even stand up. They were directly pierced by two sharp beast claws. They fell back with a chair and stared at death. Unclear.
　　 Above this main table, between the electric light and flint, the only person who responded in time was the burly middle-aged master.
　　 was suddenly attacked, and the middle-aged man's drunkenness disappeared instantly. He watched the prince being thrown away.
　　 The Lord Hou suddenly raised his hand, and directly pushed the daughter beside him, that is, the aura of the young girl, and at the same time, he clenched his iron fist, opened his posture, and let out a roar-like shout!
　　 "Naughty animal! Dare!"
　　 The iron fist slammed directly on the beast's claws wrapped in light red short hair, and the two had a head-to-head blow. The Hou Ye, who is known for his iron and blood, was beaten and flew out!
　　 The evil spirit stood up on the main table, and as tall as one person, he once again rushed to the figure of Hou Ye who fell out, with a very clear goal.
　　 But the loud roar from the Lord Hou awakened Yang Jian at the side door.
　　 But looking at the other side, two'monks' in brocade clothes died tragically, but the third person finally had a chance to breathe. It happened to be the one with one or two brushes among the three monks.
I saw a light purple light curtain swayingly propped up from the monk's body, directly blocking the evil spirit that was throwing at him, and then... he hurriedly stood up and brought down the armchair made of precious wood. , The embarrassing continuous regression.
　　 But this attack was originally planned in advance, and the evil spirit who was responsible for solving the three'monks' continued to attack.
　　 "It's none of my business! It's none of my business!"
　　 This ‘monk’ shook his hands and kept shouting.
　　 At this time, the surrounding guests screamed, and then the whole hall became a mess, and the guests everywhere got up and walked around.
　　 Most of the people rushed to the exits everywhere, and a few people rushed to the master Hou, who seemed to be his subordinate.
　　 Puffy!
　　 There were a few more blood explosions, and the bodies of the four dancers who were still dancing were exploded!
　　 Four fierce foxes rushed out again, two of them rushed to the main table, and two of them rushed to the surroundings, facing the soldiers, and when they encountered any obstacle, they would tear them to pieces with their claws!
　　 The scene was suddenly chaotic, and in the blink of an eye, several guests screamed and fell, dead or seriously injured!
　　 The beaten Lord Hou stood up to fight again, his burly figure was like an iron tower, he was very proficient in every move, and he had the spirit of killing and killing.
Although compared with the monsters and evil foxes, this master is not strong enough, but in his gestures, there are certain mysteries hidden in that move, and he keeps attacking the flanks and necks of the evil fox, and for a time he barely blocks the evil. fox.
　　 Originally, these evil spirits didn't want to waste other'skins' too much. They also saw that their companions couldn't take the life of the master for a while, so they broke the skins and joined the battle group.
　　 For a time, the blood dance continued to float, screams and screams, one after another.
　　What...what should I do?
　　 Yang Jian was still standing there. Although he had been awakened from a daze before, he was still standing there at this time.
　　The reason is nothing more than a warning from Master:
　　 less cause and effect.
　　 In other words, it means ‘nosy’.
　　 At the moment when he woke up, Yang Jian really wanted to rush out, because there was a strong sense of justice in his heart.
　　 As the saying goes, when the road sees unevenness, he roars and draws his sword to save Meire Kangtou.
　　 Yang Jian’s character was formed before the soul pierced the wild. He has watched martial arts novels, movies, and TV series since he was a child. Seeing monsters and beasts messing up, he naturally wanted to rush to ‘slash the monsters and eliminate the evil’.
　　 But his temperament, which he cultivated for several years, finally played a role.
　　 asked myself ‘how to make a move’, the hot mind was immediately extinguished; the excitement in his eyes gradually calmed down...
　　 Things here have nothing to do with him.
　　 He has just cultivated for a few years, not to mention just refining the physical body, only practicing the introductory chapters of the eight or nine profound arts, he can't use magic, and has no magical powers. If he really confronts these evil spirits, what chance is there to win? Is it just to catch yourself for nothing?
　　If my life is gone, what kind of path can I cultivate? What is it?
　　 Regardless of good or evil, monks fight for longevity only.
　　 Acting recklessly is just the courage of a man, and monasticism does not require a hard-hearted soul, nor can it just cling to the idea of ​​‘human races must not be deceived’ and look at everything in the world.
　　 After all, what spiritual practice does is detachment.
　　Yes, Yang Jian can be regarded as a human race after all. You can't see the human race being slaughtered by the demon, and you can't do the supernatural thing like the real master Yuding.
　　 torture the heart, the sense of justice in Yang Jian's heart is still indelible.
　　 That's it.
　　 Yang Jian stepped into the gate and jumped directly onto a stone pillar near the side door. He hugged the stone pillar with his hands and stared at the field.
　　 First of all, he judged that these fierce foxes that suddenly appeared were very shallow, weak, mottled and impure. Carefully feel that the evil spirits that have already appeared in the field are not too threatening to him.
　　 The fierce fox is fierce, and after being stimulated by the smell of blood, it is even more uncontrollable. A fierce fox lowered its head and bit a corpse...
　　 But this is not the main motivation for Yang Jian to take action.
　　 People eat beasts, and beasts eat people, is it different? Everything is a skin, and all creatures can reincarnate, perhaps just the catastrophe written in the book of life and death.
　　 Such strange thoughts arose in Yang Jian's heart, probably because when he was practicing the Eight or Nine Profound Art, his mentality gradually changed a little.
　　 But when Yang Jian saw that the fierce fox opened its beak, pink whirlpools appeared, directly swallowing a human-shaped phantom into the fox's mouth...
　　 An uncontrollable anger arose in Yang Jian's heart!
　　 Hold the soul of life, to add to the way!
what is this? This is the last chance of extinct creatures!
　　 "Really enchanting, you can't keep you!"
　　 Yang Jian did not hesitate anymore, roared, and urged the eight or nine profound arts with all his strength, and his blood was surging out!
　　 The six fierce foxes stopped at the same time and looked at the stone pillar where Yang Jian was located!
　　 But the stone pillar was empty, and Yang Jian was gone!
　　 "Suffer to death!"
　　 The fierce fox that swallowed its soul suddenly raised its head, and saw a black shadow falling from the top of the palace, like a harrier, pounced down.
　　 The fierce fox walked the deepest among the six fierce foxes, suddenly opened the fox's mouth and sprayed out a burst of pink smoke, and then hurriedly avoided.
　　 "Broken!"
　　 Yang Jian’s tongue was bursting with spring thunder, and several people in the vicinity of the shock were stumbling; he punched the powder mist, the fist wind shook out, and the powder mist was scattered!
　　 And after he shook his fist, with the weak counter-shock force from his fist, UU reading www.uukanshu.com abruptly shifted his figure!
　　 Said it was too late and it was fast, the fierce fox hadn't reacted yet, so he watched the powder mist break open, and the figure that fell down was actually on its head!
　　 punch! Just a punch!
　　 Yang Jian hit the fierce fox with a punch on the forehead, and then with a top-down impact, he ‘pushed’ the fierce fox directly onto the carpet.
　　噗!
　　 The fist directly smashed the head of the fierce fox, and the light red blood splashed on Yang Jian, and Yang Jian stood up, holding a small fox-shaped figure in his fist.
　　 He didn't know how to do it himself. When he shattered the head of the fierce fox, a fleshy palm easily grabbed the fox's soul...
　　 Eight or nine profound arts, really mysterious.
　　 Yang Yan was angry that it swallowed the soul of life, and with a clenched fist, the fox's soul shattered directly.
　　 He didn't have any thoughts and pleasures of ‘evil retribution’, nor any sense of satisfaction. Instead, he sighed.
　　Because Yang Jian believes he is not a law enforcer, he is a monk, not a knight.
　　 This time he shot, it was only on the premise that he could not see the actions of these fierce foxes.
　　 So, Dao heart is firm, head is clear, eyes are very calm, there is no fluctuation.
　　 Can’t you find a quiet valley to soak the essence of the sun and the moon?
　　 "Probably, this is also a cause and effect."
　　 Yang Jian seems to have some enlightenment.
　　 Now that he has done it, Yang Jian jumped again.
　　He didn't save the prince first, but instead rushed to the guests who had no backhand and were slaughtered by the fierce fox.
　　 A fist stained with fox blood was smashed out, and another fierce fox was smashed into its head, but this time Yang Jian didn't hold the soul, and turned around to fight again.