Domineering

Chapter 336 Bloody God's Might (for Subscription)
"Could it be that you are the Wuji Saber Lord of the Wuxiang Sect?"

When the shopkeeper of Pinxian Building said the words, several people in the building were stunned.

'Winds come from all directions' Yan Dongpeng thought to himself, what Wuji Saber Lord?
Could it be that this young man with a cultivation base of sixth rank in front of him is still someone from Shenzhou?
Besides, who has been known as the king of swords in the past dynasties in China, which one is not a master of swordsmanship on the list?
How can this son, He De, dare to add the word "Jun" to his name?

Chu Xisheng looked at the shopkeeper of Pinxianlou in surprise: "Do you recognize me?"

"Of course I recognize it! This issue of On Martial God's Machine and Heaven's Secret Martial Arts Book has your pictures."

The shopkeeper's face, which was originally white and fat, was now as dark as water: "You are Chu Xisheng, the master of the Wuji sword, also known as Chu Yidao, Chu Wudi. The legend of Wuxiang Shenzong, the candidate for blood, and the general list of Qingyun No.19, the chief of Lord Qingyun Sitian, and the favored disciple of Immortal Wood Sword!"

Yan Dongpeng and the others changed their faces when they heard the shopkeeper say the word "Zhu Tian Sheng Zhuan".

Afterwards, every time they heard the shopkeeper reveal their identity, their faces trembled.

They were not afraid of Chu Xisheng's strength.

This son's cultivation base is at most six ranks, how strong can he be?
The reason why this kid was able to enter No.19 on the Qingyun General Ranking List and rank as the chief of the Qingyun Four Heavenly Lords must be because of his outstanding talent?
This is the trickiest part.

The two ordinary disciples of the Wuxiang Sect will be killed if they are killed.

Even if Wuxiang Shenzong found out about it afterwards, it would be beyond his reach, and he didn't have much time to deal with them. .

But with Chu Xisheng's status, once he dies here, Wuxiang Shenzong will spare no effort to get to the bottom of it and hunt him down.

Chu Xisheng looked clear.

Because of the "white horse is not a horse", those painters of Lunwulou and Tianji Pavilion could not draw his charm, and his facial features would be specious.

However, people who have seen these pictures will still recognize his identity once they meet him.

Chu Xisheng was only surprised that Buzhou Mountain, 170 million miles away, could also receive the latest issue of Lunwu Shenji and Tianji Wupu.

He shook his head and put down his wine glass: "Can you answer my question? When will those giant spirits from the Moluo tribe come over?"

"Your Excellency's reconciliation? What kind of giant spirit?" The shopkeeper of Pinxianlou seemed astonished, and his voice was difficult: "Both, is there any misunderstanding?"

Chu Xisheng couldn't help laughing: "Misunderstanding? You know that I am a candidate for Xue Ya, and I learned the Ya Zi Dao. How could there be any misunderstanding? There are hundreds of you here, and you are very murderous towards Chu and the two."

He looked at his system panel, and saw the word 'Jiazi' in the status bar.

——Your Yazi Saber Intent has been raised to the limit strength!
In fact, there is no need to look at the system panel, Chu Xisheng's own spiritual sense and consciousness can sense it,
As early as when he entered this Broken Leaf Collection, his primordial spirit spontaneously condensed the sword intent, how could it be calculated by these people in the Broken Leaf Collection?
The shopkeeper was taken aback when he heard the words, and then reacted.

He had read the column analysis of "On Martial God Machine", and he knew that the spiritual sense of a practitioner who is jealous of the sword is extremely sensitive.

It is said that their primordial spirit is like a mirror, which can reflect all hostility.

This is also the reason why "On the God of Martial Arts" determined that the Tyrant Martial King did not die from ambushes and assassinations.

If she sensed the emperor's hostility, she would not return to the capital, so the rumors in the world about the emperor's killing of heroes are very absurd.

The shopkeeper still wants to open his mouth to see if he can resolve this catastrophe. 'The wind is coming from all sides' Yan Dongpeng said with a sullen face, "Shut up, Lao Zhuang. We have already offended people to death, so why bother talking nonsense? What about the sacred biography of Wuxiang Shenzong? After we finish this It's a business, and it's a long-term escape, do they know what the hell?"

'You Feng Jian' Yan Yi also chuckled, and held down the sword at his waist: "Sincere! I thought these two were just Tianzhu-level disciples of the Wuxiang Sect, but I didn't expect there to be a Qingyun Tianjun , Super Tianzhu level. Luckily! I don’t think Yan can have the honor of beheading a holy biography of the Wuxiang Sect today?”

'Black Dapeng' Ni Jun shook his head, his fists arched slightly like eagle claws, ready to go.

Ni Jun's eyes were filled with anticipation: "Brother Yan has already sold them to Moluoqianhu Mokelei, and it is estimated that the giant spirit warriors under his command are less than seventy miles away from here. Lao Zhuang. This one The business is no longer possible, but I guess Mokrell will be willing to ask a high price for these two people."

The storekeeper of Pinxianlou heard the three of them talking, but his heart trembled, and he felt his stomach twitching.

This issue of "On Martial God Machine" was delivered to Buzhou Mountain only two days ago.

The three of Yan Dongpeng had never seen it, so they didn't know that Chu Xisheng was protected by Immortal Mu Jian, and even gave him a clone of a first-grade sacred tree to protect him.

May I ask, how could this person not have any way to save his life and escape?
How easy is it to kill him?
If these two people escape today, how can they end up well?

There is also another "Tianji Wushu" which is even more convincing, saying that although Chu Xisheng is not yet the chief of Qingyun Tianjun, his combat power is at the top of the same level, and it is likely to be close to the fourth rank.

This person's Yazi Saber Intent is as high as thirteenth!
The more enemies this child faces, the stronger his combat power will be.Among the ten thousand armies, one's combat strength may even be promoted to the rank of the fourth rank.

In other places, the shopkeeper is also full of confidence to take these two people down.

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Lao Zhuang, the shopkeeper of Pinxianlou, looked helplessly outside the restaurant.

Outside the restaurant, hundreds of Suiyeji martial arts practitioners drew their swords one after another, and surrounded them swiftly and violently.

They were agile and skillfully cooperated to surround the restaurant.

Just when Lao Zhuang was struggling, Yan Yi of 'You Feng Jian' suddenly shouted: "Do it!"

Yan Dongpeng, who was next to him in the 'eight-faced wind', pulled out the long sword from his waist almost at the same time.

'Black Dapeng' Ni Jun even waved his claws, across the Eight Immortals table, grabbed Chu Xisheng like a rainbow: "Die to me!"

Chu Xi's face remained unchanged, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly: "Jiazi!"

Behind him, a huge beast figure appeared in an instant, with the head of a dragon and the body of a jackal, holding a sword in its mouth.

"Roar!"

Following the muffled roar of the Yazi giant beast, everyone inside and outside the restaurant felt that their minds had been cut into by a domineering and extremely fierce long knife!

The dozen or so fourth-rank martial arts present were fine, but their minds were concussed and cramped, and they lost their minds for a while.

Those Suiyeji martial arts cultivators who were at the fifth or sixth rank outside had bleeding from their mouths and noses, and half-kneeled on the ground involuntarily.

"Chong!"

The voice came from the waists of Chu Xisheng and Ye Zhiqiu, and the two drew their swords almost at the same time.When 'Youfengjian' Yan Yi and 'Black Dapeng' Ni Jun were still in a state of trance and didn't react, they cut off their heads directly.

The impact of the knife and sword energy not only crushed the heads of the two people, but also strangled their souls.

'The wind is coming from all directions' Yan Dongpeng finally survived Chu Xisheng's saber intent bombardment.

At this time, the Yazi Saber Intent is still oppressing his primordial spirit, suppressing his martial arts true intention.

However, he has stabilized his soul, and he can spare his strength to fight against the enemy.

But when Yan Dongpeng came back to his senses, he saw the heads of his two companions flying and blowing up.

His heart throbbed instantly, and an infinite chill grew in his chest.

These two, what a fast knife!What a fast sword!
The woman on the opposite side also seems to be a super sky pillar!

At this time, the two cold lights had already cut towards him, one from the left and the other from the right.

Yan Dongpeng had no choice but to switch from offense to defense, trying to weave a dense sword wall to resist the slashing attacks of the two.

He still held hope in his heart, as long as he resisted the sword on the opposite side and waited for his companions to arrive, the two of them would still be dead!
Just in the next moment, he heard the word 'Zhu' uttered at the same time from the mouth of the two people opposite.

After that, Yan Dongpeng didn't feel anything, and found that his hands and feet had been cut off by the two people opposite him.

In the distance, Lao Zhuang, who had already made up his mind to besiege and kill Chu Xisheng and others together with Yan Dongpeng, couldn't help feeling dead when he saw this. and go.

He even crushed a jade talisman directly, and his whole body turned into lightning and flew away into the distance, while roaring at the top of his lungs.

"Let me go! That woman is the fifth-rank Super Heavenly Pillar, the Legend of Heaven Punisher! The Yazi Knife is by no means invincible!"

Lao Zhuang is a well-known "know-it-all" among the Buzhoushan people, and he is also very knowledgeable in martial arts, so he recognized the move of the two of them.

That's the secret method of the old "World Sealing Sword" - killing people and killing people's hearts!
It is possible to get rid of the opponent's thoughts of resistance before killing.

It is said that the former Eighth Under Heaven relied on this method, so that no swordsman in the world could draw his sword in front of her!

If it was someone else, Lao Zhuang wouldn't recognize this trick even if he saw it.

But since he knew that Chu Xisheng was the 'Sage Legend of Zhu Tian', how could he not think of the famous sword technique of 'Tian Xia Feng Dao'?
After Chu Xisheng and Ye Zhiqiu cut off Yan Dongpeng's hands and feet, and picked up the bag from Yan Dongpeng's body, they didn't attack him again.

Both of them have a tacit understanding that they want to leave a mouth alive for the torture of news.

In fact, the shopkeeper of the restaurant is more suitable, but this person is determined to escape, and the speed is too fast, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
So they can only settle for second best.

Just a moment later, the two turned into flashes of light and rushed out of the restaurant.

Their targets are all the fourth-rank martial artists who are fleeing, and ignore the fifth- and sixth-rank martial artists who are kneeling on the ground outside.
Under the oppression of Chu Xisheng's Jai Zi knife, these people pose no threat to them, but can further stimulate Chu Xisheng's sword intent and increase their combat power.

It's just that those fourth-rank martial arts cultivators are also extremely alert. It's not without reason that they can survive in Buzhou Mountain.

At this time, they all used various escape talismans without any hesitation, and fled in all directions at extreme speed, not daring to meet Chu Xisheng face to face.

Moreover, although this collection of broken leaves is located in the valley, the passages extend in all directions, and there are caves connecting it below.The two chased and intercepted with all their strength, but only stopped two of them.

Chu Xisheng's saber technique was extremely explosive, beheading his opponent with fifteen strokes, but Ye Zhiqiu used fifty strokes to behead his opponent.

After she killed her opponent, she sighed secretly.

The master is right, Chu Xisheng's combat strength is really different from what it used to be, surpassing her.

Just now Chu Xisheng was clearly capable, but she had to do her best, and with the help of Chu Xisheng's sword suppression, she was able to kill her opponent in a short time.

When the two returned to the restaurant, Chu Xisheng stood in the air, looking at the Suiyeji Wuxiu who was half kneeling on the ground below,

From the faces of these people, he saw the colors of pain and begging,
They were begging Chu Xisheng to let them go.

Chu Xisheng was unmoved, and sheathed the Jinyu Liangyuan knife with a cold expression.

At the moment when he put his long knife into the sheath, more than 200 sixth-rank martial artists around the restaurant all exploded their heads in this instant, and there were more than [-] people with even more painful faces, and their mouths and noses exploded again. There was a lot of blood.

Chu Xisheng would never show mercy to those who were still hostile to him, let alone show mercy to those fellow clansmen who betrayed them to the giant spirits.

That is not benevolence, but the benevolence of a woman!

Seeing this, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but secretly feel hairy.

It's not because of Chu Xisheng's cruelty, but because of this guy's saber intent.

Chu Xisheng's primordial spirit power and Yazi sword intent are so powerful?

She thought that Chu Xisheng already had such power before he cultivated the Divine Will Touching Death Knife, and what kind of divine power would it be if he cultivated the Divine Will Touching Death Knife?

Maybe one day, Chu Xisheng will be able to rule the world with one sword like Lord Xue Yadao!
Ye Zhiqiu then put away his thoughts and began to mend the swords for those who were alive.

Although Chu Xisheng injured the primordial spirits of these fifth-rank martial arts with his saber intent, it was not enough to kill them.

Ye Zhiqiu got his sword one by one and beheaded them.

This was undoubtedly a bloody swear word, but Chu Xisheng had already finished the most important work, and it was her turn to do the rest.

Chu Xisheng returned to the restaurant and came to the front of Yan Dongpeng, who was the 'wind from all directions'.

The flesh and blood regeneration ability of a fourth-rank martial artist is simply terrifying. In just such a short period of time, this guy's limbs were broken, and a little granulation grew.

Chu Xisheng glanced at his wound, and asked indifferently: "Who is that Mo Luo Qianhu Mo Kelei you are talking about? Is he a golden crown or a silver crown?"

"Mo Qianhu is the Golden Crown Qianhu of the Mo Luo Department!"

Yan Dongpeng endured the severe pain, and glared at Chu Xisheng with a ferocious expression: "You are all dead, dead!"

There was extreme anger and unwillingness in his eyes, wishing he could swallow Chu Xisheng alive.

Chu Xisheng and Ye Zhiqiu outside were both shocked when they heard the words.

None of them expected that the refining of Rahu's blood would go so smoothly.

Chu Xisheng then asked puzzledly: "Why do you do such a thing? You are doing Buzhou Mountain as secret drug hunters, and you can earn millions from a single business. Why bother?"

Yan Dongpeng snorted coldly, his face was tense and he refused to speak.

"It's not that they don't want to do it, it's just that they can't do it," Ye Zhiqiu said, having beheaded more than [-] levels, and walked into the restaurant.

She sneered: "Didn't you notice? The strength of these people is too weak. Even if they find the secret medicine, they can't help others to take it. Without the fourth-rank combat power of Tianzhu level, what kind of secret medicine hunter?"

Chu Xisheng was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he was relieved.

Indeed, the main ingredients of those fourth-grade secret medicines are not only difficult to find, but also accompanied by great danger.Sometimes you can't even rely on the strength of others, you have to face it alone.

Especially for the promotion secret ritual after taking the secret medicine, someone with reliable combat power is needed to protect the law.

If the ceremony fails, it will end like Iron Madman.

That's why Li Tiangong, the Magic Sword Master, is so popular.

This tailor-made sword can indeed greatly increase the combat power of martial arts and increase the chances of success.

"Also, if my guess is correct, these guys should not be from our Divine State, but local martial artists from Mount Buzhou."

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Yan Dongpeng coldly: "The primordial skills of these guys are not pure, and their foundations are too chaotic. They definitely did not come from our Shenzhou. He can cultivate to the fourth rank with an incomplete skill, and he is very talented. .”

Yan Dongpeng's face was pale, and he sneered: "Yan Moru is from Shenzhou, and he can practice the orthodox inherited exercises. How can he be so good at it? We really can't do the business of secret medicine hunters, but people like you Piggy, I can earn millions by slaughtering one, and I can also ask for rewards from those tribes of giant spirits, and my life is very happy."

Chu Xisheng's eyes suddenly darkened slightly.

He had observed carefully just now, and the magic weapons on these people were very good, and he didn't know how many customers they had cheated over the years.

Ye Zhiqiu sneered disdainfully: "These people are all slaves of giant spirits. They started their business by oppressing their own clansmen, and they are rotten from the root. Even if they escape now, they still rely on eating the flesh and blood of their clansmen." Live, work for the giant spirit, a bunch of scum."

Yan Dongpeng's eyes were wide open: "Isn't this your fault? If it weren't for your Central Plains sect not willing to help us, your secret medicine hunters would not trade with us for exercises and secret medicine formulas. Why is that so?"

At this moment, a desolate bugle sound came from outside the valley.

Yan Dongpeng's spirit was shaken, and his eyes were filled with wonder: "It's Mo Kelie! He and his warriors are here, and they have already left the valley,"

Yan Dongpeng laughed loudly: "He is the prince of the Mo Luo tribe. He has a team of hundreds of households under his command. He can also control the soldiers of the envoy tribe and mobilize at least [-] troops. If Yan is dead today, you will not survive. Lao Tzu is waiting for you below."

Chu Xisheng laughed hoarsely, thinking that if I can't fight, can't I escape?The terrain here is so convenient.

Of course there is no need to escape.

Ye Zhiqiu laughed even more: "What's the use of having a lot of people? My junior brother practiced the Yazi knife."

Yan Dongpeng couldn't help but suffocate.

He is a native of Buzhou Mountain, and he has never heard of Yazi Dao.

But now he knows.

That simply violates the common sense of martial arts, the more enemies there are, the stronger this guy's fighting power will be.

Chu Xisheng's two fingers burst out with swords, piercing through Yan Dongpeng's eyebrows.

Then he also looked out of the valley: "This person came just in time, let's meet that Golden Crown Qianhu for a while."

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Mo Kelie is leading his subordinates, marching in the direction of Suiyeji in a mighty manner.

He didn't mobilize an army of [-] as Yan Dongpeng said, and he had no reason to mobilize them for two human martial arts practitioners from China.

At this time, Mo Kelie was accompanied by only three hundred households of giant spirits, one hundred households of the king's account headed by Mo Wenbin, the silver-crowned giant spirit, and one thousand slaves of the human race. A winged man who is better than a fourth-rank martial artist; there are also five hundred tengu who have a keen sense of smell and are good at tracking.

But just as his army was approaching Suiyeji, he saw a human figure galloping from the opposite side in a panic.

Mo Kelie raised his eyebrows, and recognized that it was one of the leaders of Suiyeji's human race, Zhuang Quan.

This man used to be their slave soldier Qianhu, but later he became the leader of a fugitive slave because of his father's orders.

Among all the fugitive slave settlements in the territory of the Moluo tribe, Suiyeji was relatively obedient and handed over a lot of tribute every year, so the Moluo tribe acquiesced in their existence.

His father and the elders thought that instead of allowing this group of human martial arts who had broken through the seventh rank to run around in the territory and cause trouble, it would be better to gather them together and control them. That's why the fugitive slave leader Zhuang Quan came into being.

After Zhuang Quan Yukong approached, he bowed his head in the direction of Mo Kelie: "Slave Zhuang Quan, please see His Royal Highness Prince Mo Kelie."

Mo Kelie beckoned directly, and asked Zhuang Quan to come closer.

"Where are those two people? Where is the head? And why are you looking so panicked?"

"Your Highness, the three of Yan Dongpeng are dead, and died by the swords of those two."

Zhuang Quan's face was pale, and his voice was bitter: "They missed their eyes! Those two are the true disciples of the Wuxiang Shenzong. One of them is also the Biography of Wuxiang Shenzong, a candidate for blood, No. 19 in the Qingyun general list One, one of Qingyun Four Heavenly Lords—”

Then he looked at the four hundred giant spirit warriors who walked like thunder, and the crowd of slaves around them.

A fright flashed in Zhuang Quan's eyes: "No, Your Highness! We can't go any further. If Your Highness wants to capture those two, you can disperse all the slaves. You only need to personally lead the hundred households under your command, several fourth-rank The above-mentioned masters can go."

Wen Bin, the silver-crowned giant spirit demon, immediately looked at Zhuang Quan with unfriendly eyes.

This guy actually dared to say such a thing. Could it be that he has already taken refuge in his own clan?
The reason why Master Qianhu mobilized [-] soldiers came because of his caution.

Those two human martial arts cultivators destroyed their corpses and left their corpses behind to provoke them, so there was obviously a problem.

Master Qianhu conscripted elite slave soldiers from nearby villages as a precautionary measure.

This Zhuang Quan wants to let Lord Qianhu disband the slave soldiers, and only lead the king's hundred households to go?I just don't know what to say.

However, among the two human race martial artists, one of them was No. 19 on the Qingyun General List, one of the Qingyun Four Heavenly Lords, which made Mo Wenbin more interested.

Isn't such a character equivalent to the blood crown among their giant spirits?
Zhuang Quan also noticed the suspicion in the eyes of Mo Kelei and many giant spirits.

He looked anxious: "Qianhu, what he cultivates is the human Yazi knife! This is a kind of martial arts that originated from the beast Yazi, and it is the inheritance of Lord Xue Yadao. This person once suppressed Shenzhou with a sword thousands of years ago. , is invincible in the world, and once broke into our Buzhou Mountain, setting an unworldly record. The more people you bring over now, the stronger his strength will be."

The silver-crowned giant demon Wenbin couldn't help laughing: "Nonsense, how can there be such a gifted supernatural power in the world? What's more, your human race is invincible, what is it to me in Buzhou Mountain?"

He had never heard of Lord Xue Yadao, let alone a mythical beast called 'Jia Zi' in the world.

Zhuang Quan's face turned blue.

The Nine Sons of the Dragon are similar in blood to the human race, and they are both descendants of Pangu, but they are not well-known in Buzhou Mountain, and have been extinct in the North for tens of thousands of years.

In Buzhou Mountain, there is no "Lunwu Shenji" and "Tianji Wushu", which discuss the allusions of the ancient times and the world.

Mo Kelie, a thousand households with golden crowns, was stunned: "Jia Zi and Xue Ya Dao Jun?"

He seems to have heard of this name?

Mo Kelei immediately retrieved the name from his memory.

Once, Mo Kelei heard his elders talk about it, saying that there are unrivaled heroes among the human race.

Thousands of years ago, there was a man who entered the sixth-floor imperial palace of Buzhou Mountain, beheaded the Southern Heavenly Emperor at that time, and then used his saber intent to oppress and coerce countless giant spirits up and down Buzhou Mountain, sweeping away invincible, and finally retreated from Buzhou Mountain .

He didn't believe it at the time, thinking that it was all fabricated by the elders.

The descendants of their natural gods do not have such peerless heroes, let alone the human race who have been cursed by many ancestor gods and can only be slaves to them?
Mo Kelei couldn't help but wonder.

Are the rumors true?

Are those two human martial arts descendants of Lord Xue Ya Dao?
Mo Kelei then changed his expression slightly, and looked forward: "It seems that it is too late, they have already come."

He saw a man and a woman twenty miles away, flying towards Yukong.

The corner of Mo Kelei's lips twitched, and his fighting spirit became more intense: "We will meet these two people for a while to see whether the rumors about Lord Xue Yadao are true or not."

He still thinks that rumor is untrue and exaggerated.

However, these two human martial arts cultivators were very courageous. When they saw their army, instead of avoiding it, they went to meet them head-on.

Mokle wondered whether these two people had the confidence to defeat them, or were they so stupid that they couldn't even escape?

Chu Xisheng and the two stood still in the air twenty miles away.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at him worriedly: "Junior brother, can it be done?"

Although it is said that if the Yazi Saber has been cultivated to more than twelve levels, it will be able to defeat ten thousand with one enemy, but that is in the northern battlefield.

The giant spirits in front of them are much more elite than the night wolf army.

The night wolves are the giant spirit royal family, with more than [-] million people in the south.

Among their clan, there are quite a few masters of the first and second ranks.However, due to too many bloodlines and mixed blood with many ethnic groups, the overall quality of the soldiers has declined.

What's more, in addition to the Yazi knife, the former Bawu King also had the "Secret Method of the Emperor's Way" as his help on the battlefield.

"It's not a big problem."

Chu Xisheng took a look around and knew it. He took out a blood-red pill from his sleeve and took it.

This is the 'Wuji Lie Shen Pill', which can strengthen his spiritual power in a short period of time.

"However, I can only suppress them with the Yazi knife for a moment. In a moment, you can solve that silver-crown hundred households. Is it enough?"

"Enough, more than enough!"

Ye Zhiqiu raised the corners of his lips,

In a moment, if she still can't solve a Silver Crown Hundred Household whose combat strength has been cut by at least [-]%, wouldn't it be useless for the trash?
Chu Xisheng nodded, and clenched the knife in his hand, "Leave that Golden Crown Qianhu to me, and I ask the instructor to keep in mind that things cannot be forced! If you can't beat them later, then run away, and we will look for opportunities later That's right."

At this time, his pupils have turned purple, and his long hair has been separated from the hair bundle, dancing without wind.

Chu Xisheng's 'Sorrow of the Gods' has been stimulated to the extreme at this time.

There is also a dragon head and a jackal body, a huge ferocious beast, which is transforming behind him.

That is the Nine Sons of the Dragon - Yazi!
(End of this chapter)