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Chapter 590 "My protection is backed by strength!"

Yang Zhen strode up to the demon tiger.

Even sitting cross-legged on the ground, this huge demon tiger is a head taller than the standing boy, like a snow-covered hill.

Its forehead, eyebrows, and beard are all covered with a thin layer of ice at this moment, which is the power of Zixue's icy cold power.

"Who are you?" Yaohu said hoarsely.

It was so weak that it managed to hold its body without falling down, and its big mouth could only be opened a little.

"Hongtan Club." Yang Zhen replied casually.

"No! You are not members of the Hongtan Society, absolutely not!" Yaohu said decisively.

"Oh? Why are you so sure?"

"The monks of the Hongtan Society..." The corner of Yaohu's mouth revealed a trace of sarcasm: "Don't talk about killing the manager, they can't deal with any random little monster here!"

"Two years ago, Hongtan Society planned meticulously and dispatched the three of them with the highest level to ambush Lang Tan. After fighting for a long time, he still let that guy escape, ha ha!"

Wolf Greed is exactly the ferocious and tyrannical wolf that Lu Bo said that day.It is said that he was killed by the Hongtan Society, and his head is missing. Now hearing what this demon tiger means, is there another reason?

"You killed the wolf?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.

"That's right. This guy killed people wantonly, and the old man couldn't tolerate it long ago. Although it escaped that day, it was also seriously injured, and came to me for help. The old man simply killed it, threw away the head, and threw the body back to the original place , put these suspicions on the Hongtan Society..."

"Wouldn't you be adding to the prestige of the Hongtan Society by doing this?" Yang Zhen was even more surprised.

"So what? Just relying on the three melons and two dates of the Hongtan Society, can you still turn the world upside down? Under the pretense of the Hongtan Society, this old man happened to beat and beat those beasts under his command so that they wouldn't kill them at will. Tell me, this old man is doing the right thing." Isn't that right? Should the wolf be killed?"

"Should kill!"

"Young people..." Yaohu sighed: "I really can't figure out what kind of place you guys are young heroes. Today's plan is really wonderful. Until now, I still don't know. What kind of method did you use to make me unable to move at all, and to be at your mercy..."

It breathed a sigh of relief, with a sad tone:

"But! Even if you kill this old man, what can you do? Can you kill the Changying King who rules this island? Can you kill the Emperor Qianyu on his head? Can you kill the ancestor of Jushan!"

In the rule of the demon clan, the fourth rank is a demon king, and the fifth rank is a generation of emperors.As for the sixth level, it is already one of the only three remaining Gods of Transformation in the Jade Realm, the master of the entire mountain domain, the Jushan Yaozun!

"If you can't kill them, what can you do to change? Can you save the human races in Tiger Roaring Valley? Can you make them live better?"

"Have you ever thought about what will happen to the more than [-] people in Tiger Roaring Valley if this old man dies?"

"Not one of them will stay, and they will all be executed by King Changying!"

When Yaohu said this, his voice was hoarse, and the echo echoed around the hall, causing ice and dust to fall from the girders.

Neither Zixue nor Zhao Yueer made a sound, their beautiful eyes looked at the boy to see how he would deal with it.

"Your Excellency said so much, do you want me to let you go?" Yang Zhen asked.

"That's right!" Yaohu said in a deep voice: "You guys go, take your sunny path! Old man, stay here and be my island owner."

"I don't know where you came from, and I don't want to know. The old man promises that after you leave, I will never take revenge on the human race in Tiger Roaring Valley, and I will never trace your whereabouts."

"Deacon Yang, ask yourself, compared to Xiong Yue, who loves human flesh and is cruel and easy to kill, is this old man still friendly to your human race? If there is no restraint from this old man, how can the human race in Tiger Roaring Valley continue until today?"

"Don't be impulsive, young man!"

Yang Zhen stared at the demon tiger closely, kept silent, and kept thinking in her heart.

There are some truths and some falsehoods in what this monster said, but its real purpose is to delay time and implement the strategy of slowing down the army.

He has been doing his best, trying to mobilize the true energy in his body, and suppress the anesthesia of Zui Fengzi to soften.

With other toxins, its attempts may well have been successful.It's a pity that even if it breaks its head, it can't be imagined that the little girl who looks cute and hovers in the air not far away is also using her own talent to continuously stimulate the activity of these drunken seeds, prompting them to continue to germinate .

One ebbs and another, if the delay continues, the Yaohu's body will only become softer.If it was possible to resist at the beginning like Xiong Yue did, by now, that strength is running out.

Naturally, Yang Zhen would not point it out. After thinking for a while, he suddenly asked:
"That girl named Xiao Yezi, you have already planned to exchange her and the demon bear for the red mud island, right?"

The demon tiger's expression froze immediately.

For a long time, it said word by word: "The monster bear came here today, and it has long been intentional to replace a human monk. Besides, the old man still owes it a favor..."

"Hahaha!" Yang Zhen raised her head and laughed loudly: "So, this is the reason why you chose human monks to cater to it? After all, these human races in Tiger Roaring Valley are just livestock you raised !"

"It's just that Xiong Yue spent decades eating it, but you are careful and careful!"

"For us humans, what is the difference between you and Xiong Yue!"

"This old man at least gave them the possibility to survive, and gave them the hope of inheriting their families!" Hu Shuai argued.

"Live? Haha! Do you live like a pig or a dog? Do you know that one day, the butcher's knife will fall on your head? Have you ever asked the human race in Tiger Roaring Valley that they are willing to be arranged by you and live like this? go down?"

"You..." The demon tiger was also enraged, and roared: "You human race, haven't you killed our demon race? Isn't it the blood and tears of our demon race that the drunken rabbit did?"

"You not only cooked our flesh and blood, but also peeled our skin, cramped our tendons, and poached our demon pills. Why do you humans blame us demon race for doing this?"

The demon tiger's eyes are wide open, and its beard and hair are all stretched out.These words had obviously been pondered in his heart for a long time, and there was also a huge backlog of anger and resentment in his heart.

Yang Zhen's face was gloomy, and she was silent.He must treat Yaohu's rhetorical question seriously and answer it seriously.

Otherwise, he would have to let the demon tiger go.

As early as ten years ago, he killed Hou Xian with his own hands. After getting the first drop of blood, he vowed never to be a bloodthirsty person.

There is a way to kill.

If there is no sufficient reason to forcefully kill the opponent, it will leave a crack in his Dao heart.

……

"Your Excellency's words are not unreasonable." After a long time, the young man said slowly.

There was a trace of joy in Yaohu's eyes, as well as a trace of imperceptible contempt and sternness.

"In this world, strength is the most respected. On the mountain side, it is the order established by the monsters. The monsters are respected, and the human race is humble. Even if it is unfair to our human race, it may not be against the law of heaven."

"I am powerless to change now, and I have never thought about changing this situation."

The demon tiger's eyes became more and more scorching, and he said eagerly:
"Deacon Yang, since you understand this truth, you don't want to change the world. Then why bother me? At least on Huju Island, I can still protect the safety of your human race..."

Its words did not receive any response, the young man turned a deaf ear to it, and muttered to himself while deep in thought:
"Since strength is the most important thing, I can't change the great morals of the world, but I can still change the fate of the human race on a small island."

"My Dao heart is for protection. This protection must be backed by strength, how much ability you have, and how much you can do. Don't be too ambitious, let alone blindly impulsive, be down-to-earth, protect the people around you, and then push it to the surrounding area."

"So, on Huju Island at this moment, I am stronger, so I will be the master, and I will be the master!"

The young man raised his wooden stick high: "The first thing I want to do is to get rid of you, get rid of this big mountain that is pressing on the heads of the people on Huju Island!"

"So, you, go to hell!" Swinging down the wooden stick, it hit the demon tiger's forehead hard, like a raging torrent, sweeping across the earth, destroying everything!

"Bang!" Yaohu fell straight to the ground, dying with regret!
……

The north wind rolled up snowflakes, which fluttered on the boy's face.

When Yang Zhen stepped out of the main hall, the snow outside was getting heavier, and it was flying all over the sky.

Looking far away, the field of vision is pale and vast, as if everything is buried in the snow, except for this silent world.

All the monsters are gone.Some of them didn't know where they went, and some of them entered the palace to avoid the cold, and then they were all killed.

Therefore, although the fighting in the hall was fierce, it looked peaceful on the outside, and no one knew what happened in the hall.

That's fine too!

I had to take action just now, and now I need to consider how to deal with the aftermath.

Yang Zhen decided to go to Danfang first.

This moment is about Xu time. If it was two months ago, the monks in the alchemy workshop should still be making alchemy, now!
When he entered the cave, he only saw Zuo Ping'an.The old man was facing a furnace of flaming pills, and he closed his eyes intently, with large beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

As if sensing someone coming in, the old man thought, the taut string broke immediately, and the flame shot out three feet high, seeing that this furnace of elixir was about to be scrapped!
Yang Zhen stepped forward quickly, and while pinching the fire control formula, she plunged her spiritual consciousness into the furnace, hooked up the residual substance, and pulled it out.

Soon, the pill furnace was opened, revealing six shiny Condensation Pills, all of which were middle-grade.

"Deacon." The old man was relieved and looked at Yang Zhen with some anxiety.

Condensing Yuan Pill, this is a elixir that is always prepared by the foundation-building monks, but it is of little use to monsters.Although there is no explicit order prohibiting the refining of monsters, if they know about it, there will definitely be no good results.

Yang Zhen smiled lightly, not caring: "You are the only one here, what about the others, are they all gone?"

"Hey! I left an hour ago. It is said that it is snowing today, so go home early."

"Where's Lu You'an? Has he gone home too?"

"Him?" The old man scratched his head and recalled: "Deputy Deacon Lu left earlier. Not long after your lord left with the manager, someone from the deputy deacon's family came to him and called him away."

Speaking of this, he asked cautiously: "Deacon, Chief Cat told you to go to that hall, is there anything important?"

"It's okay, let's barbecue for them!" Yang Zhen replied casually, thinking that Lu You'an hurried back, probably knowing that something happened to Xiao Yezi.

"Let's go too." He greeted.

"Hey, hey." Zuo Ping'an nodded again and again, while swiftly putting away the Ningyuan Pill, he quickly followed behind.

Walking out of the cave, the snowflakes are fluttering, covering the mountain road without any trace.

Yang Zhen took out two flying swords, and threw one of the second-rank mid-grade swords to Zuo Pingan:

"It's snowing so much, let's fly back."

"How could this be possible!" The old man was startled, and stepped back several steps, allowing the flying sword to plunge straight into the snow.He looked around in panic, and seeing that there was no movement, he was a little relieved, leaned over and whispered:
"Deacon, the chief has an order that we are not allowed to carry weapons. You, why do you carry flying swords with you? Return, or two!"

"Put it away, put it away! Let's go back!"

Yang Zhen smiled lightly: "It's such a heavy snow, it's so troublesome to walk back! If you don't want to fly, then I'll go first!"

After speaking, he took out his flying sword and plunged into the oncoming wind and snow.

"Hey, don't, don't, there are patrols down the mountain." Zuo Pingan shouted in a low voice.

There was no response, and the boy quickly disappeared into the snow.

The middle-grade second-tier sword remained in place.

"Young man, you don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth!" Zuo Pingan cursed secretly, turned his head and saw the flying sword, his eyes gleamed.

In his life, the best flying sword he has ever used is only a second-tier low-grade sword.It was when the sea monsters attacked, Hu Shuai organized human monks to fight, and he was assigned such a magic weapon.

As a result, it hadn't been warmed in the hands for two days, and the war was over, and it was confiscated.

He always dreamed of owning a flying sword.

With his aptitude and Tiger Roaring Valley's conditions, it is very likely that he will stop at the middle stage of foundation establishment in this life and miss the late stage.

This means that if he wants to fly, he must have a flying sword.

As a monk, who doesn't want to step on the clouds and fog, soar between the sky and be free?
Even though the Yaozu strictly forbids random flying, this thought has been stirring in his heart and fantasizing in his dreams.

At this time, the flying sword needed to achieve flying was right in front of him, allowing him to pick it up.

Zuo Pingan looked left and right, finally couldn't hold back the temptation in his heart, stretched out his hand, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and pulled it out forcefully!

Looking around again, there was indeed no monster in sight. He shielded the flying sword on his chest, panting heavily, his heart pounding.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly inserted the sword upside down from the trousers, tied the trousers tightly, and scanned the surroundings again, slowly calming down.

"What happened to the old man today, such an adventure, this, this..."

While blaming himself, he pressed his thighs tightly against Feijian, feeling the cool and refreshing feeling.

Suddenly, his heart moved.

"Although Deacon Yang is young, he doesn't usually seem to be a reckless person. Why is he so bold today?"

He suddenly raised his head and looked back, that was the direction of the main hall, the distance in a straight line was only three or four miles away, his spiritual sense sensed it, and there was a dead silence outside the main hall.

It was too quiet.

An unimaginable scene suddenly came to mind, the old man was dumbfounded, with a look of horror on his face.

"Would you like to go up and take a look?"

After wandering for a long time, he finally made up his mind.

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