From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 246 Baking Furnace
There are no monsters outside the cave anymore, which shows that the chicken thieves and dog thieves summoned by the Tiger King are of no use.

Meng Yuan stood in front of the cave entrance, holding a knife in one hand and a sword in the other, looking at the Tiger King a hundred steps away.

The Tiger King carried a machete on his shoulder and walked forward step by step, his eyes becoming increasingly red.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and the rocks and trees on the mountains were not yet covered. In the dark night, the black and white could still be seen.

Meng Yuan stimulated his burning heart and became calm and steady.

After fighting with the Tiger King in the cave, Meng Yuan knew that it would be difficult to win quickly, especially since the opponent also had the help of the Sheep Demon and the Deer Demon.

Therefore, Meng Yuan first used the flowing light of all things to escape, and then hid himself by using the mist of smoke, rain and flying rainbow to cover his energy. After he had separated himself from King Tiger, he came to defeat General Sheep and General Deer.

In fact, Meng Yuan's strategy was very effective. The tiger king was impatient and had a very bad temper. He didn't think deeply at all and chased him far away.

When General Sheep and General Deer came out of the cave, Meng Yuan easily killed them in just two or three breaths.

At this time, Meng Yuan looked at the Tiger King and thought carefully about how to defeat the Tiger King.

At present, this tiger king has great brute force and has shown two kinds of divine powers. One is to transform his body into wind and use it to imprison the opponent, which is a stabbing method; the other is also to transform his body into wind, but to chase and escape, and the speed is extremely fast, which should not be underestimated.

"Speaking of which, what benefits did Lord Cangshan promise you?" The reason why Meng Yuan didn't leave was that he wanted to find out more information.

If he could get something out of him, that would be even better. If he couldn't, Meng Yuan had the confidence to either flee or fight.

"Lord Cangshan once taught me martial arts!" Tiger King was not in a hurry to take action, and only asked: "How did you find this place? How did you know Lord Cangshan?"

"Of course I know." Meng Yuan smiled and said, "Where is the peacock?"

"Peacock?" The Tiger King stepped forward and sneered, "Peacock is too timid. He can't accomplish anything great!"

"The big thing you want to do is to go down the mountain to attack the city, build a Buddhist kingdom on earth, and create an opportunity for Qing Guangzi to attain enlightenment?" Meng Yuan asked with a frown.

"I don't understand what the opportunity to attain enlightenment is, nor do I understand what the Buddha Kingdom is on earth!" Tiger King continued to move forward, saying: "I only know that Lord Cangshan promised me that once I have made achievements, I can go further!"

"Just the shrimp soldiers and crab generals you summoned? They fled in all directions before I could even hurt them. How can you make them fight to the death?" Meng Yuan shook his head and laughed.

"I will find a way when the time comes." Tiger King chuckled, "Even you won't be immune by then."

Suddenly, Meng Yuan thought of the Buddhist method of planting thoughts.

"Shan Jun, even if you haven't seen the battle of Hulu Mountain, you should know that there are countless masters in the world. Songhe Prefecture is definitely not something that Cang Shan Jun can take down with just a few demon soldiers and generals!" Meng Yuan asked tentatively again.

"Lord Cangshan has arranged everything." said the Tiger King.

"Why does Lord Cangshan work for Qingguangzi?" Meng Yuan asked again.

"You're going to die anyway, so it doesn't hurt to tell you." Tiger King took off the machete on his shoulder and said, "Cangshan Jun said that he doesn't work for anyone, he just wants to see the fight between Buddhism and Taoism!"

After saying this, the Tiger King swung his machete, and then a gust of wind blew up countless snowflakes. Not only did the knife light disappear, even the Tiger King's figure could not be seen clearly.

For a moment, the sky and the earth were vast, the Tiger King disappeared, and even the sounds of animals and birds were gone in the distance. The murderous intent was even stronger here, as if countless murderous intentions were hidden in the snowflakes.

Meng Yuan's aura was immediately locked, but he found it difficult to find the other party's location.

He wanted to circulate the jade liquid to stimulate the flow of all things, but he found that the jade liquid was difficult to circulate, his body was heavy, and his heart was filled with extreme chill.

This method is similar to Divine Power Like Prison, but it is not as overbearing as Divine Power Like Prison. Moreover, Divine Power Like Prison is a method of suppressing the opponent by coercion. The power of the Tiger King's Heavenly Secret Method is slightly weaker, but the wonder is that it is invisible.

"Hide it well." Feeling Xiangling shivering in his clothes, Meng Yuan whispered to comfort her.

At this moment, Meng Yuan felt something change behind him, and Buddha's light appeared on his body.

A heavy blow hit his back. Even though Meng Yuan had an indestructible golden body, the Tiger King's sword was too powerful and Meng Yuan was knocked away.

The indestructible golden body protected him, but this time it was too strong. Meng Yuan only felt the jade liquid in his dantian burning away quickly. But the tiger king still disappeared and tried to use the same trick again.

Meng Yuan couldn't find any trace of the other party at all. He was at a loss as to what to do, so he stopped caring and turned into a stream of light, heading east.

Meng Yuan forced the jade liquid to flow, and a stream of light appeared around him, shining brightly in the snowy night.

After only two breaths, the Tiger King had indeed retracted his magical powers. He let out a loud laugh, and then tiny wind blades appeared around him, and then his body turned into a gust of wind, sweeping up countless flying snow.

Although Meng Yuan's Wan Liu Guang is a magical skill for escape, he is after all a seventh-grade body. The opponent's Feng Cong Hu method is slightly inferior, but he is a sixth-grade body.

There is a difference in the divine power, but the difference in realm makes up for it.

However, in just five breaths, Meng Yuan felt that the other party was already ten steps behind him, and his own aura was locked.

The other party's body turned into wind, and his true appearance could not be seen, only wind and snow chasing him.

Meng Yuan was not in a hurry. He used the method of All Things Flowing Light to escape from his two dantians while activating the jade liquid in the other.

"Die!" After taking a few more steps, the Tiger King locked onto the opponent's aura, then his body turned into wind and rushed forward at an even faster speed.

This time, the opponent was using the method of the Flowing Light of All Things, but he still couldn't escape the attack. Even if he activated the Immortal Golden Body, he would not be able to last long.

The Tiger King was confident that as long as the opponent could withstand two more attacks, the jade liquid would be consumed in large quantities and it would be difficult to activate the Immortal Golden Body.

But at this moment, Tiger King saw the ball of light disappear, and then a hazy mist spread around the man, and the other party's aura was no longer visible.

"They're forcing him into a corner!" The Tiger King felt relieved, because this time the opponent saw that there was no way to escape and stopped counterattacking. However, Yanyu Feihong had already revealed his true identity, and the opponent did not have the indestructible golden body to protect him, so even if he fought to the death, it would be difficult to achieve success.

In the blink of an eye, a knife blade appeared in the strong wind and a sword shadow appeared in the rainbow light.

The machete was extremely powerful, like it could split mountains and cut off rivers. It immediately wiped out the opponent's seven dark sword shadows like a whirlwind.

Before the knife's force faded, the Buddha's light reappeared on the opponent's body, and then he slashed diagonally with the knife.

In an instant, the knife seemed to cut open a hole in the sky, and then thousands of lights burst out from it.

With a loud bang, Meng Yuan was covered in golden light and was hit by the opponent's machete, but thousands of floating lights also scattered at the same time.

The two men were very close to each other, and the power of the Floating Light Cave Heaven was extremely huge, and then it all fell into the body of the Tiger King.

The machete in the Tiger King's hand fell, and countless small wounds appeared on his body.

The floating light was endless, like countless silver needles and swords, not only penetrating into the skin, but also taking away a lot of flesh and blood.

It was snowing late at night. First the flesh and blood on the Tiger King's head were plundered, and then thousands of needle holes appeared on his skull.

Then the fur on his body fell off, his flesh and blood were all over his body, his tendons and veins were broken, his internal organs melted away, and only a few bones were left.

The Tiger King had never expected that Meng Yuan had two dantians and could use two magical powers, one for attack and one for destruction. The distance was so close, and the Tiger King was using all his strength, but he still failed to defend in time.

Seeing that Tiger King was still breathing slightly, Meng Yuan stepped forward and stabbed the Tiger King's brain with a knife.

"Little gelder..." Seeing Meng Yuan not moving, Xiangling wanted to crawl out from his clothes.

Meng Yuan held Xiang Ling down and prevented her from coming out to see.

The heavy snow made the forest seem even more lonely. In just a moment, the tiger king was covered by the snow.

The flying snow for thousands of miles, no matter it is as high as a mountain or as low as an ant, is all baked in the furnace of the sky.

(End of this chapter)