When Zhang Mingtu heard the roar, he knew something was wrong.
The demonic energy contained in that roar was majestic and vigorous, definitely at the realm of true essence.
Such a big monster has already taken action, and facing a mortal, there is basically no hope.
His heart sank further, and Zhang Mingtu knew that he probably couldn't save the man. However, the roar also gave him a clear direction. He immediately stopped restraining himself, took a step forward, and rushed forward like an arrow.
He did not go around the bushes or even some trees as thick as his arms that were blocking his way. He rushed straight ahead and smashed all of them into pieces.
As he rushed forward, Zhang Mingtu heard the second roar. This time it was very close to him, only a few dozen meters away.
It was like a loud thunderclap exploding in my ears. If it were an ordinary person, he would be frightened to death on the spot.
Even someone who was undergoing marrow cleansing and blood transfusion for the first time would be frozen in place when faced with such a terrifying roar. Zhang Mingtu even felt a little uncomfortable in his mind.
But with just a change of qi and blood, all the discomfort will be eliminated by the Sutra of the Past Vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the Wonderful Sutra of the Three Lives of the Most High.
However, Zhang Mingtu didn't care about these things. What surprised him was the ferocious tiger that was more than two meters in size.
To be precise, it was a small person lying under the claws of the tiger.
Not to mention a normal person, even someone who had undergone marrow cleansing and blood transfusion would be turned into mud by a hit from this terrifying tiger. But the mortal under its claws was still alive.
Zhang Mingtu had sharp eyes and could see the reason at a glance.
The figure's entire body was gleaming with golden light, and a thin layer of light shield enveloped the figure, preventing the tiger's claws, which were tougher and sharper than any magic weapon circulated in the martial arts world, from penetrating into it.
However, the shield was a little unstable at the moment. If it was hit two or three more times, it would probably break.
"Golden Body Technique!"
One of the top magic techniques passed down from Buddhism and Taoism, once it is performed, the whole body will be covered with a layer of golden light, which cannot be broken by mortals, and even ordinary magic weapons cannot penetrate it.
Disciples from aristocratic families and sects always carry some with them when they travel around the world, just in case of an emergency.
Even some officers and generals in the border army can often receive such talismans as salary, which can often save their lives at critical moments.
But at this moment, the person under the tiger's claws was not a young master from a noble family, but an ordinary person.
The middle-aged woman who was protected by the golden body technique was terrified, her mind was taken away, and she was almost scared to death by the tiger.
A jade pendant on her chest glowed faintly, and the Golden Body Technique was activated by it.
"Evil beast, die!"
Seeing that the tiger was about to attack, Zhang Mingtu let out a loud roar, which was mixed with Buddhist Zen sounds and came from the method in the Sutra of the Past Vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, called a wake-up call.
It was like a thunderbolt in the rain, and the tiger's fur trembled all over its body.
Countless tiny shadows leaped out from its body.
The shadows spread out in the wind, light and floating, as if nothing existed, like pieces of paper, turning into human figures.
Each figure had a dull look in their eyes, a pale face, or was covered in blood or missing limbs.
Zhang Mingtu focused his eyes and took a quick look. There were dozens of people scattered on the ground.
The operation of the Wonderful Sutra of the Three Lives of the Supreme Being to Resolve Grievances stopped quietly, and the main sutra in the body was replaced by the Sutra of the Original Vow of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
In an instant, it seemed as if a huge sun rose here. The tiger's amber fur narrowed slightly. It pressed its huge body on the ground and took two steps back, feeling a slight pain in its head.
It was not affected too much, but the dozens of shadowy figures standing beside him suddenly screamed. Out of thin air, under the illumination of the masculine energy of the sun, this group of ghosts or goblins or evil spirits melted as quickly as snow in winter.
But at the last moment, their faces were no longer as numb as before.
There was a bright light in his eyes. One of the legs of the middle-aged woman standing next to him was broken. Sun Hao came to his senses and looked at the middle-aged woman with a face full of guilt.
Finally, he opened his mouth and said, "I never thought I would die at the hands of this fierce tiger, and I have deceived you into this state. Tell my wife to find a good man to marry again!"
Before he finished speaking, the whole person had completely disappeared.
The tiger shook its head and looked a little confused, and let out a low roar, which made people terrified. The complete death of the ghost was also a kind of harm to it.
Zhang Mingtu didn't care at all. He circulated his most masculine and fiery energy and unleashed the most powerful Tiger Bone Fist.
In a trance, the middle-aged woman seemed to see Zhang Mingtu transformed into an equally huge tiger. The tiger was different from the tiger that attacked it before. It was more ferocious and cruel, and full of indomitable murderous intent.
The tiger was provoked by its own kind and instinctively roared. Then it was hit on the head by a powerful punch, and the whole forest trembled.
With the tiger as the center, the ground rose and fell slightly and sank a lot.
But the tiger was not dead yet, not even its scalp was broken. It let out earth-shaking roars and dug the ground with its claws, sending dirt and rocks flying everywhere.
He struggled violently and tried to get up from the ground. Zhang Mingtu's left hand muscles were as strong as a dragon. Because of the strong force, his entire arm was thicker than usual, holding down the tiger.
He pulled out the long sword from behind his back with his right hand and chopped it down with lightning speed.
roar!
The earth-shaking roar only lasted halfway, and then a fountain of blood gushed out from the tiger's chest, splashing more than a meter high.
The middle-aged woman stared blankly at the tiger in the two-meter-long fish pond, which was pinned down by the unbelievably strong and tyrannical young man with one hand. Then he raised his sword and chopped off the tiger's head, which was as big as half the size of a room.
Moonlit night, in the rain.
This scene seems like.
The middle-aged woman stared blankly, unable to recover for a moment.
The young man tapped the tiger a few times, and the abundant blood in the tiger's body gushed out, condensed in front of him, and turned into a blood pill, which was taken into the young man's arms.
Then she saw the young man turn to her, lift her up from the ground with one hand, and bow.
"The forest is not peaceful at night. It is best for this donor to return home early."
The voice was calm and steady, without any of the brutality and ferocity that he had just shown when fighting with the tiger. The middle-aged woman's stunned expression gradually returned to normal. She felt that the young man was very friendly and kind, and there was a unique, calming power in his words.
There was an inexplicable light on the young man, just like... just like the unique atmosphere he had felt in the temple when he went to worship Buddha before, just like the Buddha in the temple.
"Thank you very much!"
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