Ye Yang and Coach Song rushed to the other side together.
When they arrived, the scene in the jungle shocked them both.
A colorful tiger roared fiercely, and seven or eight guards died.
The corpses were torn into pieces and scattered all over the ground.
The rich smell of blood filled the forest, making people feel the urge to vomit.
Coach Song was shocked, and a deathly look appeared in his eyes: "It's impossible, absolutely impossible.
How can there be a fifth-level monster under Qingfeng Mountain?"
"Level 5 Magical Beast" Ye Yang was also trembling.
He could clearly sense how powerful and terrifying the power in this magical beast was.
Coach Song, a tough-minded man, was so frightened that his face turned pale and his whole body trembled.
He nodded and said: "Ghost Tiger, a fifth-level monster, the tyrant of the jungle in the Central Plains, how could such a powerful monster appear in Qingfeng Mountain?
Oh my God, Ziyu Master, go away quickly, I'll block it."
But it was too late.
The fifth-level magic beast Ghost Tiger roared, its hind legs slightly bent, and made a leaping posture.
As long as he attacks, Coach Song will never be able to stop him.
After all, he only has the strength of the third-level elementary level.
The fifth-level monster, Ghost Tiger, is simply worlds apart.
Ye Yang looked sharp and looked at the piles of broken corpses on the ground.
He gritted his teeth and shouted: "These people came out with me, but they died in the wilderness.
I can't explain it.
Today, I have to kill this beast."
At the same time, a voice came from his heart: "Ye Yang, the fifth-level monster Ghost Tiger is very powerful and moves very quickly.
You have to be more careful, because your protective aura may not be able to withstand the full force bite of the Ghost Tiger." " Ye Yang nodded and said, "I understand, Grandpa Qin Fang."
"Go, child, kill the ghost tiger and test your strength in actual combat."
"roar" The ghost tiger rushed towards him with thunderous force.
Coach Song urged Gu to use all his strength and waved the three-pointed knife to meet it.
"Keng" With a crisp sound, all three blades of the three-pointed knife were broken.
Guihu destroyed the opponent's weapon with just a simple sweep of his claws.
Along with the roar, the ghost tiger's body was filled with blood, and he opened his bloody mouth, and countless spiritual powers quickly gathered.
Coach Song was shocked: "Oh my god, is this the bloody roar of the ghost tiger?"
Qin Fang was equally astonished and said: "The fifth-level magic formula of Blood Roar, this ghost tiger is really not simple.
Ye Yang, if you can kill this ghost tiger and add Bailian materials to its core, you will be determined by your strength."
Can forge at least an eighth-grade weapon."
"good" Inspired by this, Ye Yang leaped forward and suddenly stood in front of Coach Song.
He opened his palms and formed three piercing walls in an instant.
At this time, the walls he had cultivated so hard were finally revealed. came in handy Teacher Song's expression was pale and he stood there motionless.
A trace of blood oozed from his mouth and nose.
He had obviously been injured by the roar of the fifth-level monster.
Ye Yang shouted sharply without looking back: "Teacher Song, go back to Liangcheng immediately, you will only get in the way here."
"Ah, Master Ziyu" Coach Song clenched his steel teeth tightly, looking at the broken corpses on the ground, he shed tears of humiliation: "I, I am so useless, I can't protect the young master."
With that said, Coach Song held the handle of the three-pointed knife and rushed out of the jungle without looking back.
Although he was not strong enough, his approach was very decisive, which made Ye Yang completely free from worries.
Just then the blood roar came
"flood" A huge bloody energy condensed on Guihu's forehead, in the form of a fierce ghost.
Under the urging of Guihu, this ball of energy rushed towards Ye Yang with a thunderous force.
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"Bang bang" The first two gang walls shattered in response.
Ye Yang was only the first to enter the fourth level of the earth, and the gap between him and the fifth level monster was very big.
Seeing that the energy of the ghost roar was about to break through the third gang wall, Ye Yang had already floated out, the surging fire power penetrated into the iron sword, and suddenly attacked the right side of the ghost tiger.
"Cut the Wind" With a sharp strike, the sword energy wrapped in flames roared out and fell straight on the tiger's side.
"boom" The flames bloomed, and the ghost tiger was shocked and retreated, but it did not suffer much trauma.
Even its fur was scorched a little.
Ye Yang's full blow was unable to break the ghost tiger's defense at all.
"Huh, bastard" After a failed attack, he immediately pulled away and retreated.
Ye Yang was a smart man and knew that there would be no good results in a head-on confrontation.
The ghost tiger did not allow the tiny human in front of him to leave.
Within half a year of its arrival in Qingfeng Mountain, it had become the king of this mountain forest.
How could the majesty of the king tolerate the blasphemy of a tiny human?
"roar" When the lightning came, the ghost tiger raised its sharp claws and hit Ye Yang hard on the shoulder.
"Crack" Burning pain came, and several tragic claw marks appeared on Ye Yang's shoulders.
Thanks to his body-protecting Qi, otherwise this blow would have smashed half of his body to pieces, just like those protective bodies.
Same as the hospital.
Ye Yang is not a master who doesn't fight back when he suffers a loss.
The moment he was attacked by the ghost tiger, he opened his five fingers and spread the flames, which was severely imprinted on the ghost tiger's cheek.
"flood" The flames were raging, and all the ghost tiger's beard and eyebrows were burned to ashes, leaving only a bare head, but the more ferocious look was revealed, this fifth-level monster was already crazy.
Although Ye Yang's attack is harsh, it cannot hurt the opponent's body.
Ye Yang is at the beginning of the fourth level of the earth.
This ghost tiger is indeed at the peak of the fifth level of the earth.
The difference in strength is really too big.
Qin Fang's voice came to Ye Yang's heart again: "Ye Yang, look for the weak spot of the ghost tiger.
Its sides, tail, and head are covered with thick and tough fur.
After cultivating to the fifth level of the earth, it can His fur is already so tough that it is invulnerable to swords, and your fire power cannot penetrate at all."
"Um" Ye Yang endured the pain on his shoulder, nodded with one foot, and quickly left the original position.
The ghost tiger pounced with all his strength, driving the fierce wind and tearing the small bush to pieces.
Tigers roar in the mountains and forests, the momentum is soaring to the sky "rustle"
Ye Yang swam to the tail of the ghost tiger, but unexpectedly a bolt of lightning cracked through the air.
"Pa" His left arm was burning, and when Ye Yang looked at it, he felt a sharp pain.
His arm was ripped open by the ghost tiger's tail.
What's even more frightening is that it was dislocated.
In this way, Ye Yang lost an arm, and the strength gap between him and the fifth-level monster Even more out of reach.
Qin Fang was shocked: "Ye Yang, that's all.
Use the Gang Wall to block the ghost tiger.
Run away.
You are no match for this evil beast."
Ye Yang gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "No need, I found his weak spot."
Saying that, Ye Yang condensed a gang wall and swept behind the ghost tiger again.
"brush" It was the sweep of the tail again.
The ghost tiger's tail was extremely tough, like an iron whip.
"Bang" A blow from the tail shattered the Gang wall without leaving a trace, but it allowed Ye Yang to seize the precious opportunity to attack.
With a "Hong" sound, the infinite fire power penetrated into the iron sword.
This was a gradeless rotten sword in his hand.
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It was burned red and was about to soften and melt, but just before it melted, Ye Yang stabbed it out as fast as lightning "Pfft" Accompanied by Guihu's scream, a wonderful scene appeared In spring, flowers bloom, in autumn chrysanthemums bloom "Ho ho ho" A burst of wailing echoed in the Qingfeng Valley.
Ye Yang penetrated the fire god's power with all his strength and sent it into the ghost tiger's chrysanthemum, causing its liver and intestines to break, its intestines to twist and turn, and its wails to continue.
The iron sword was considered useless.
After it penetrated into the ghost tiger, it was melted by the power of the god of fire.
The power of the god of fire derived from a large number of fragments of the god of fire exploded in the body of the ghost tiger.
Such an intensity of attack let alone a fifth-level monster.
Even a sixth-level monster may not be able to withstand it.
The ghost tiger roared and howled, broke countless towering ancient trees, and ran away.
Ye Yang was a little surprised, but he suddenly fell down on the grass in a state of exhaustion.
His left arm was dislocated, and his right arm was scratched to a bloody mess, which could be said to be riddled with scars.
"Ye Yang, first use the art of hundreds of refinements to heal the wounds, and then follow the blood traces to find the ghost tiger's lair.
If it is hit by your sword, this beast will definitely not survive."
Qin Fang said.
Ye Yang nodded, sat in the grass, held his right hand in his right hand, and suddenly gave it away.
The dislocation was restored.
There was some pain, but compared with the attack of the ghost tiger, this level of pain was actually not as big as being bitten by a mosquito. the difference.
He took out some golden sore medicine and applied it on the injured area.
Although the fire power had a healing effect, it actually only restored the strength quickly and could not completely cure the injury.
Half an hour later, at least 70% to 80% of his physical strength had been restored.
With a little luck, Ye Yang's fire power in his body had also recovered to 70% to 80%, and he could go to find the ghost tiger's lair.
The grass blades, the ground, and the branches were all stained with the blood of the ghost tiger.
Ye Yang's single strike of the Chrysanthemum Residual Skill was unparalleled in ancient and modern times, completely destroying this fifth-level monster.
After walking for about five minutes, a deep cave appeared in the jungle, covered by dense branches and leaves.
This kind of place is warm in winter and cool in summer, but Guihu knows how to enjoy it.
Clenching his iron fist tightly, without the long sword, Ye Yang could only rely on his fists to break into the tiger's den alone.
Then the flames condensed on the fist, and the cave became bright, and a strong fishy smell assaulted the nostrils.
The ghost tiger was indeed dead, lying motionless in the lair.
Ye Yang kicked it and found that the fifth-level Warcraft's body has begun to stiffen.
Qin Fang's voice came again: "Ye Yang, the fur of the ghost tiger is a good armor-making material, and the bones are a good medicinal material, especially the whip tail, which can make a very good nine-section whip.
Also, the ghost tiger There is a core in your brain, take out the core."
"good" Ye Yang stepped forward, took out a short dagger from his waist, poured the power of fire into it and tore open the fur on the ghost tiger's head.
After digging a few times, a blood-red ball appeared.
Holding it in his hand, he felt a chill.
It felt like a treasure in the palm of his hand.
It was indeed a good treasure.
The power contained in it was so powerful that Ye Yang was extremely excited.
Qin Fang smiled and said: "What a rich energy.
The core of this fifth-level ghost tiger is really good.
Ye Yang, seize the opportunity.
You have a lot of ore beside you, do you see it?"
Ye Yang turned around and took a look.
Sure enough, a whole piece of stone mine was connected into one.
"Xuan Ling Stone" "That's right."
Qin Fang stroked his beard lightly and said with a smile: "Ghost tigers are yin in nature, so they like to find places with dense black spirit stones as their nests.
My guess is indeed correct."
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Ye Yang was so excited that he immediately broke off the Xuanling Stones one by one and threw them into the Qiankun Bag.
Fortunately, he had this magical space bag, otherwise he would have been exhausted if he had to carry so many stones down the mountain.
After that, he put Guihu's body into the Qiankun bag, took some beef and wine, sat in the woodland in front of Guihu's cave and ate it.
The wine has a strong spring fragrance, but it is not so strong that it makes people want to vomit.
This makes Ye Yang certain that the wine-making process has indeed gone backwards.
Compared with the wine in his hand, the Lao Shizi Daqu, XO and so on that he drank before are nothing.
It's so cloudy, it's so unpalatable to drink Going down the mountain alone, without the speed of the guardian to hold him back, Ye Yang moved forward at full speed, his whole body turned into a blue shadow and flew past, arriving at Liangcheng in less than two hours.
It was getting late, and Liangcheng and Pengcheng, the two military bases, were brightly lit and extremely prosperous.
Half of Ye Yang's body was covered in blood.
The clothes on his right arm were torn to pieces.
The rags hung on his shoulders, revealing a piece of bloody scarred skin.
The whole person's temperament was full of confidence, calmness and calmness, but the expression on his face was...
Such a lazy and handsome young man is indeed enough to make any young girl fall in love with him, so much so that when Ye Yang came out of the red building, he was really watched by a large group of girls.
Probably, those girls also felt that Ye Yang’s dress was full of post-modernism style.
The Ye Family Mansion was actually decorated with white hangings, and a mourning hall was set up in the lobby.
Ye Yang was shocked.
Someone died in his family.
But when Ye Yang appeared, a group of servants were frightened to death and shouted: "Ghost!"
"ghost" Ye Yang frowned and shouted: "Quiet, who is hanging up?"
At this time, a person in front stood up and looked at Ye Yang in amazement.
It was Coach Song.
His voice trembled: "Master Ziyu, you are back alive."
Ye Yang laughed: "Of course" Coach Song said: "The old man just took people out to look for you."
"oh" Ye Yang was about to speak, when suddenly the fragrant wind hit him, and two delicate bodies fell into his arms.
It was the two concubines Lianxiang and Xiyu.
They cried so hard: "Ms., you are finally back, I'm so scared."
Kill us”
Ye Yang was extremely embarrassed.
He had a deep relationship with them.
Not long after, Ye Nantian came back.
He was overjoyed to see that his son had returned safely.
He evacuated the mourning hall and put up lanterns and decorations.
Ye Yang took out the corpse of the ghost tiger, which immediately shocked Ye Nantian and others.
Everyone knew the strength of the fifth-level monster, and Ye Nantian might not have the strength to kill a peak fifth-level monster at his own expense. , but Ye Yang has already done it At night, Ye Beichi came with his only son Ye Shuang, and the Ye family gathered together.
Ye Nantian and Ye Beichi witnessed Ye Yang's rapid growth.
Lao Huai was relieved and got drunk.
Afterwards, the fur, bones and meat of the ghost tiger were kept, but the tiger's head was chopped off and given away.
When it comes to the government, third-level monsters and above have been listed as wanted targets.
The head of a fifth-level monster can be exchanged for at least 5,000 taels of silver.
Of course, the head of the gangster Situ Feng is also sent.
Ye Nantian did not ask for any of the money and gave it all to Ye Yang.
As a result, Ye Yang had 6,000 taels of silver.
He was already young and rich.
Of course, compared with the aristocratic children in Liangcheng, Ye Yang was poor.
The Ye family was not a wealthy family to begin with, so being able to spend tens of thousands of taels of silver was already the limit.
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Late at night, Ye Yang walked into the room, turned around and told the two guards: "I have to go through a long period of practice.
No one is allowed to enter the room without my permission.
Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master" Entering the room, Ye Yang took out the Dragon Cauldron, Xuan Ling Stone, Han Tie, and a long sword mold from the Qiankun Bag.
This mold cost ten taels of silver to buy.
It is said that it was made by a famous craftsman, and the sword body is exquisite.
The lines are rounded, and the overall murderous intention is restrained, but not angry and powerful.
Under Qin Fang's guidance, he first placed 20 kilograms of cold iron into the divine dragon cauldron, poured in the divine power of fire to melt it, and then placed 40 kilograms of Xuanling stone and melted them together.
Finally, the most critical step was refining.
Ghost Tiger Core The core is an energy crystal, which must take a long time to be refined, and this is a very arduous process, especially the refining of the Hundred Refining Techniques.
For a whole night, Ye Yang was immersed in the understanding and pain of the flame element.
During this period, the body becomes stronger under the temper of the God of Fire, while the soul also grows vigorously.
In Qin Fang's words, the stronger the soul, the more powerful the power can be inspired.
This time, Ye Yang practiced for three days and three nights.
His whole body was suspended above the divine dragon cauldron.
His whole body was filled with fire energy, and his strong muscles were glowing with translucent luster.
This was the result of physical training.
If others could see this scene, You will definitely think this is a miracle "Wow" Taking a deep breath, Ye Yang suddenly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Successful" Qin Fang's voice came: "Haha, good job, Ye Yang" The core of the ghost tiger has been completely refined, and it has become a vigorous force that has penetrated into the lava of cold iron and black spirit stone, making the molten magma in the divine dragon cauldron contain more powerful energy, and the forged weapons will naturally It’s even more extraordinary "Put it in the weapon mold, Ye Yang," Qin Fang said with a smile.
Ye Yang nodded, took out the mold of the long sword and put it into the Shenlong Cauldron.
After pouring in a large amount of meat sauce, he used the subtle fire power to restore the balance and temper it.
After a few minutes, he took out the mold and placed it in cold water.
There was a puff of smoke.
Wandering, the mold cracked, a sharp sword has been released Holding the hilt of the sword, he lifted the long sword up, and saw that the sword was full of light, the blade was cold, and there were streaks of blood-red energy swirling around the sword, which was the function of the ghost tiger's core.
Qin Fang laughed loudly: "It is really a good sword Ye Yang.
This sword has absorbed at least 80% of the energy in the core of the ghost tiger.
However, there is still a lot of refined and pure iron slurry in the Shenlong Cauldron.
You can use these If you can use the residue to make a weapon, it will definitely not be too bad."
Ye Yang smiled and took out the mold of a spear from the Qiankun bag.
With one hand raised, the fiery red molten liquid flew up and penetrated into the spear.
The fire surrounded it.
Under the control of Ye Yang's fire power, the originally arduous tempering work was actually completed. become so simple After a few minutes, the molten residue was used up, and Ye Yang had another weapon in his hand: