Princess And Her Ancient Vine
Against the Tiger Lord

"Little one, sometimes, Master really envies you!"

Evil Venerable suddenly spoke, and Murong Yan was startled, he tilted his head doubtfully, and asked, "Why?"

Wh why?

Evil Venerable was silent for a moment, but he refused to speak.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Murongyan knew that there was no point in asking, so he ran over to see Tao's corpse. The blood on Tao's chest had already begun to condense, and there was a large puddle of blood underneath. It had already condensed into ice.

Murongyan stepped forward and turned left and right. After a while, there was a small brown bag in his hand.

Bag of the universe!

Murong Yan was overjoyed, he would have been rich if he could afford a Qiankun bag! There must be a baby in it!

Qiankun bags usually had restrictions set by his master, but now that Daoist was dead, his limits were naturally weakened, and Murongyan's soul power was strong, and he opened those restrictions easily.

The soul entered Qiankun's bag, and Murong Yan smiled from ear to ear as he looked at the gleaming golden box full of gold inside.

Unexpectedly, this dead Daoist actually came to give him money! Ha ha……

It's just a few gold boxes, do you need to drool?” Evil Venerable gritted his teeth in dissatisfaction.

Murong Yan did not care about the evil Venerable when he heard that word, and continued to search in the Qiankun bag, and after finding some spirit grass and a sword that was clearly good, he said, the smile on his face increased.

This is a really good way to make money!

The key is to come quickly!

“This time the teacher's soul is injured, and I have to rest for a while, you, you better not make those ideas!” The evil noble couldn't help but roll his eyes and warn.

“Oh, alright!” Murong Yan was somewhat reluctant. This is a very profitable business, but unfortunately it cannot be used!

His evil Highness did not say anything about this, this girl was too good at hitting snakes and sticks, was she really not worried that she would take him away?

"This is a knowledge boxing technique, you train well, as long as you know the movements, in the same level, nothing is invincible!" Xie Zun printed a boxing book into Murong Yan's mind, and said angrily, “Don't forget my beer ice flower. !” After speaking, he fell asleep.

Murong Yan nodded repeatedly, and began to examine the knowledge fist technique.

The fist of knowledge is to draw the spiritual power of the whole body into the arm, and then suddenly exert the power, the fist of knowledge There are three parts in the fist spectrum, which are divided into: knowledge, Earth and heaven.

Fist knowledge is very strong, but cultivation is also very difficult.If it is not for Murongyan's powerful soul, I fear he will be beaten soon.

That was the case, By the time Murong Yan practiced first knowledge to the Xiaocheng level, it was already half a month later.

On this day, Murongyan came to a valley, and he found something wrong once he entered the valley, too silent here, so silent that you could not even hear a single bird.

Murongyan stopped vigilantly.

Suddenly, a huge tiger came to him from a short distance from the front. This tiger was extremely large, three times the size of a normal tiger, and had long, pointed claws, like silver hooks, shining coldly especially in the sunlight. There was a huge "King" Carving in the middle of his forehead, which was his mission this time - Tyrannical Tiger!

What a mighty Tiger Lord!

This Tiger Lord was a first-rate monster, his strength was equivalent to the first-rate of the human Innate realm, and the beast was already strong in flesh and bone.

But Murongyan had already levelled up again a few days ago, reaching the level 9 Body Tempering Realm. Moreover, he had just practiced his first knowledge to the Xiaocheng Realm. At this moment, not only was he not afraid of seeing the Tyrannical Tiger, but his entire body was still lit up. . .

Real knowledge comes from practice, and no closed-door practice can compare to actual application.

Murong Yan was confident that he still had a quick pace, even if he could not defeat the Tiger Lord, there was absolutely no problem to escape.

Therefore, Murong Yan stood in the middle of the inevitable path, waiting for the Tiger Lord to come.

Murong Yan's black eyes narrowed, and as the tiger moved, he moved as well.

I saw that he was slowly punching forward, and the punch looked mediocre, but was stunned as the air in front distorted.

This was a knowledge fist technique that had just been developed into Xiaocheng.

The first type: Knowledge!

If the level was the same as Murong Yan, this punch would definitely kill the opponent.

It was a pity that he faced Tiger Master who was two levels higher than him! This blow was destined to be unable to deal with it.

Fist fell on the head of Tiger Master.

Clik.

The sound of broken bones sounded.

The Tiger Lord shook his head, the tiger stared, opened its mouth, and roared towards Murong Yan. Soon the world changed color, and the sky dimmed.

Murongyan's face changed drastically!

Sorry, even though the punch did not kill Tyrant Tiger, it injured him, and he was angry now!

Tiger Master is indeed angry, humans dare to hurt him! His large copper bell looked at Murong Yan, and suddenly, he opened his mouth and took out a golden yellow bead the size of a baby fist towards Murong Yan.

The beads rushed forward, and before Murong Yan did not react, he directly entered his slightly opened mouth.

Murongyan really did not expect this kind of change, but instinct told him that there must be a problem with this bead!

He pinched his throat with both hands, trying to spit out the beads, but did not know why, as soon as the beads entered his mouth, he said, it turned into pure spiritual power and integrated into his eight strange meridian channels.

"Aah!" Murong Yan shouted comfortably.

What a bead is this, and why is he feeling hot and full of power!

Clearly just now, he used all of his spiritual power to play with that knowledge!

What exactly is going on?

"Oh!" Without waiting for Murong Yan to think clearly, the Tiger Master there also rushed towards him like a madman. I don't know if that's the illusion, I always felt that the speed of the Tiger Lord was much slower this time.

There is a feeling of helplessness.

Is he wrong?

As Murong Yan thought about it, he gathered his strength again.

Punch knowledge!

The fist fell on the head of the Tiger Lord again, and the body of the Tiger Lord flew backwards seven or eight meters before stopping, then spitting out a mouthful of blood, his head twisted, and died.

After waiting for a long time, Murong Yan did not find anything wrong, but his spirit had somehow improved again in this situation!

This way, he entered the first stage of the Innate realm!

How did that happen?

Murongyan was confused. He instinctively felt that it should be a problem with the bead now, but after thinking about it for a long time, he had no idea what it was. Moreover, there were no abnormalities in his body, so he gradually released it.

Murong Yan took the corpse of the Tiger Lord into the Universe Bag, and then slowly left the valley.