"Are you also a man-eating demon?"

Yang Jing raised his sword and asked the tiger dragon in front of him.

"It's even possible for people to eat people, so why is it strange for monsters to eat people?"

Hu Jiao said calmly.

"So, have you eaten someone?"

Yang Jing's voice became cold.

"So what if you eat it, so what if you don't eat it?"

The tiger dragon smiled, and his face looked a bit ferocious because of its fierce appearance.

In his eyes, all living things are essentially equal. People, animals in the mountains, birds in the air, and fish and shrimps in the water now seem to him just alternating reincarnation.

Perhaps in this life, you may become a wild beast in the mountains, a bird in the sky, or a purposeless swimming fish in the water in the next life.

And this monster here will not change his personal body in the next life.

Humans and other races are actually not essentially different from other creatures in their souls. As for flesh and blood, they are just skin.

"If you don't eat, I can keep you alive."

Yang Jing frowned, feeling that the monster in front of him was a little strange. He was different from the monsters he had seen before. The monsters he had seen before were very complicated for humans.

Some people disdain for the human race, some hate them, some people greedy for the flesh and blood of the human race as if they were facing food, and even he had seen envy.

Some monsters use eating human flesh as their capital to show off, which is more or less a bit of emotion in it.

But no one has ever spoken of humans like a tiger dragon. His eyes are just calm, just like humans and demons, plants and trees, and birds and beasts.

It’s like treating an ordinary beast, so what if you eat it, so what if you don’t eat it.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable. Human beings are the spirit of all things, which is a concept he has been transmitted since he was a child.

Although he always believed that monsters were good and bad, and that monsters could not be treated equally, the education he received since childhood still subconsciously did not think that people and monsters were equal to all things.

"It seems that you haven't figured out the current situation. It's not that you let me live, but... I want you to die!!"

Hu Jiao felt that he was amused by his words. In return, he stopped talking nonsense and rose into the air and rushed to Yang Jing in an instant.

The black iron whip in his hand was filled with huge force and smashed it at him without any hesitation.

Bang!!

The magic sword in Yang Jing's hand blocked him and made a sound of metal attacks.

The force coming from the iron whip made Yang Jing feel slightly heavy and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

This was the first time he was knocked back from the front, and Yang Jing couldn't help but become serious. Only then did he realize that the demon in front of him was different from the previous two.

The two demons in front of him were killed with just one sword, and they were so fast that they didn't even react.

The second one is the demon soul. Although it was also inexplicably killed, it could not fight him head-on. It could only shake his mind with words and attack him from behind.

The demon in front of him was able to compete with him head-on with a weapon.

This is not over. The tiger dragon did not stop the attack, but continued to wave the iron whip and smashed it from top to bottom at him. The attack opened and closed, and each attack was powerful and powerful.

He doesn't know much skills, but he can't bear it just by relying on his powerful strength and the resulting attack speed.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Every time it was smashed, it was accompanied by the sound of wind breaking through the air. The iron whip fell on the sword, causing the demon sword to keep making a buzzing sound.

Yang Jing could only respond hastily. What he relied on was not his own strength, and he could almost ignore his mind and fighting skills.

But as the battle continued, his eyes began to slowly turn scarlet, and the rhythm of the battle also changed, becoming more and more convenient.

The tiger dragon noticed this and understood that it was now slowly becoming the magic sword in Yang Jing's hand fighting him.

Knowing that he couldn't let him continue, he simply called him to attack him and swept him hard.

Bang!

The magic sword once again blocked Yang Jing's head.

His strength has obviously improved greatly now, and he stood there steadily blocked the attack without retreating for a while.

But at this time, the tiger dragon turned around and swept his tail.

Bang!

The tail with the thorny tail thrust hard on Yang Jing's lower body. Yang Jing, who had no time to defend, was directly hit and hit the iron cage.

"Yang Jing!"

Huang Ying, who was originally confident, screamed worriedly and was about to walk forward.

"Miss Huang Ying, don't worry, he won't have any trouble so easily."

He put one hand on her shoulder, Feng Ruqing. When he turned around, he looked solemn, but there was no worry on his face. Huang Ying felt relieved.

Looking into the cage, Yang Jing had already stood up from the ground, and the red light of the demon sword in his hand became stronger.

The tiger dragon narrowed his eyes. Ordinary humans could not be safe and sound under his attack. Yang Jing in front of him clearly could not feel his cultivation, but because of the red light of the magic sword, even his physical constitution changed.

Swish!

Suddenly, Yang Jing, holding the magic sword, flashed and disappeared from the spot.

The tiger dragon's pupils shrank, and a dangerous sense came from behind.

"die!!"

A low growl that was not like a human being came from behind.

A red sword energy just cut off towards his head.

At the critical moment, the tiger dragon's body shortened and had already changed back to its original size. It turned around and bit it back.

However, this bite was empty.

Swish!

A red light appeared next to it again.

The tiger dragon turned its head again, but there was still no figure. There was a sword mark on the scales on its side, and flesh and blood could be seen.

Since his birth in this life, relying on his strong body and his flexible and flexible way of dealing with the world, he rarely had the disadvantage when he was at a disadvantage when he was at a disadvantage. This was the first time he was injured.

"Shou Ao!!"

The tiger dragon roared angrily, as if thunder was furious, and huge sound waves spread to the surroundings, even the bodies of some monsters watching trembled, and the bodies of ghosts and ghosts were unstable.

A mouse monster sitting close to the iron cage jumped under his feet, jumped up from his seat, smashed some dishes, and then hurriedly got under the table, trembling.

"What kind of monster is this? How could it be so powerful just by roaring?"

The chicken leg biting on Shi Pu Dao's mouth fell to the ground unconsciously. He still seemed to be unaware of it, and only looked at the tiger dragon that had changed in the field in surprise.

"I don't know, but it must be some kind of alien with strong bloodlines." The bird-headed monster sitting next to him no longer mocked him, but just looked at the tiger dragon in the field solemnly.

"Tiger head, fish body, snake tail, this should be a tiger dragon, this is a dragon beast passed down from ancient times."

The little lady in a pink palace dress looked at the roaring tiger dragon in the field and guessed.

"Since it is an ancient strange beast, it is not easy to beat this boy who has the magic sword." The bird-headed monster said.

"This is not necessarily the case. The guy holding the magic sword looks a bit weird. It seems that the news is very likely to be true."
Chapter completed!