Consecutive Kills, Invincible Below Xiantian?

The blade passed through the neck, fresh blood sprayed, and a perfectly good head went rolling across the ground.

Right up until death, the Fox Demon never had time to complete Berserk.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for slaying one second-tier, fifth-level Fox Demon. Gained 260 Experience Points."

Lu Yang's heart did not ripple in the slightest. He kicked the Fox Demon's corpse aside, flicked the demon blood from his long saber, and showed the pack of demons an icy smile.

"Next, it's your turn."

At the sight of this scene, the demons could not help but feel fear rise in their hearts, and they subconsciously retreated several steps.

The few second-tier Demon Race members present were all roughly equal in strength to that Fox Demon.

The Bear Demon was slightly stronger, at second-tier, sixth-level. The Snake Demon and Wolf Demon were second-tier, fifth-level and second-tier, fourth-level respectively.

Since Lu Yang could slay the Fox Demon so easily, slaying them would naturally be no difficult matter either.

"Go Berserk together!" The demonic aura on the Wolf Demon's body suddenly surged, and its pair of oily green eyes turned scarlet in an instant.

Seeing this, the Bear Demon and Snake Demon also entered the Berserk state one after another.

After that string of exchanges just now, they had already understood that if they faced Lu Yang without Berserk, they would have no chance of victory at all.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

"Awooo!"

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

Guided by the last trace of will they had before going Berserk, the three demons frantically launched their attacks at Lu Yang.

In response, Lu Yang gave a derisive laugh. "Heh! Demon creatures that have lost their reason are nothing but a flock of lambs waiting for the slaughter."

Though the three demons' speed and strength had surged greatly after Berserk, their attacks at this moment relied entirely on instinct, with no logic left to speak of.

Relying on the support of nearly four hundred strands of Primordial True Qi inside his body, Lu Yang withstood the sharply rising pressure and exchanged several dozen moves with the three Berserk demons. Very quickly, he figured out the instinctive paths of their attacks.

"Let's end this." Lu Yang, who had originally been passively blocking, unleashed several saber strikes in the brief span of two breaths.

Puff, puff, puff!

When the blade came to a halt, the three demons' bodies first went stiff, then crashed to the ground.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for slaying one second-tier, sixth-level Bear Demon. Gained 300 Experience Points."

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for slaying one second-tier, fifth-level Snake Demon. Gained 250 Experience Points."

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for slaying one second-tier, fourth-level Wolf Demon. Gained 200 Experience Points."

Lu Yang opened the system panel.

[Host: Lu Yang]

[Realm: Acquired Fifth Level (0/499)]

[Martial Art: Mountain Splitting Saber Art (Great Accomplishment: (10/10)]

[Experience Points: 1048]

"Ding! Detected that the host's Experience Points meet the requirements to raise cultivation. Spend 499 Experience Points to raise cultivation?"

Just then, Niu Hanshan's anxious voice rang beside Lu Yang's ear.

"Brother Lu, watch your back!"

Lu Yang's expression did not change. Without turning his head, he directly swung his saber backward in a reverse slash.

Clang, clang, clang!

The pitch-black tiger claws collided with the long saber, bursting out with a string of sparks.

A tremendous force came through the saber, actually forcing Lu Yang to retreat several steps in succession!

Though this was partly because Lu Yang had met the enemy in haste and was insufficiently prepared, the greater reason was still that the Black Tiger's strength had originally been above Lu Yang's!

True Qi circulated and poured into his eyes.

Lu Yang could even clearly see the powerful demonic aura erupting from the Black Tiger's body.

The intensity of that demonic aura was several times stronger than Old Master White Crane's had been before!

Though both were peak second-tier members of the Demon Race, the Black Tiger's vigorous blood and qi were actually several times greater than Old Master White Crane's!

Lu Yang knew very well that this meant the Black Tiger's bloodline was extremely special, and it was no ordinary member of the Demon Race.

He suddenly recalled that rumors said a great demon was entrenched within Black Mountain, named Lord Black Mountain.

Lord Black Mountain's True Body seemed to be a black tiger.

White Crane Ridge had originally been on the outskirts of Black Mountain, so in all likelihood, it naturally fell under Lord Black Mountain's command as well!

The Black Tiger before him was most likely the Demon Envoy that Lord Black Mountain had dispatched to White Crane Ridge.

At this thought, Lu Yang's gaze abruptly turned cold.

If he could not kill the Black Tiger before him, then in the future, he would inevitably be targeted by Lord Black Mountain.

Being targeted by a great demon of savage, illustrious infamy was no good thing for Lu Yang.

"Human, you are rather good—far stronger than that useless blood food." After forcing Lu Yang back with a single move, the black tiger licked its claws and spoke with a hint of mockery.

Lu Yang said coldly, "Being praised by a Tiger Demon doesn't exactly make me feel honored."

The black tiger said indifferently, "You should feel honored. If you did not have some small measure of strength, I would have had no need to waste words on you."

Lu Yang had originally been too lazy to listen to a black tiger's nonsense and was just about to attack when his heart suddenly stirred. He smiled with keen interest. "All of a sudden, I'm quite curious to hear what you plan to say to me."

The black tiger said, "Heh. You humans often say that those who recognize the times are wise men. If you stubbornly resist today, it will be nothing but death. If you are willing to place yourself under my command and work for me, my master naturally has ways to ensure you rise smoothly through the ranks in Black Mountain County and soar to wealth and glory."

Lu Yang said, "Looks like my judgment wasn't wrong. The Wang Family really has already thrown in with you."

The black tiger said proudly, "What you have seen is merely the tip of the iceberg of my master's power. I don't mind telling you this: even if I let you return to Black Mountain County right now, if my master gave the order, you still would not live past tomorrow!"

Lu Yang's eyes turned cold. "Are you threatening me?"

The black tiger said coldly, "You may also choose to die."

Lu Yang's smile was indifferent, and the long saber gripped tightly in his hand rose high. "Perhaps there is still a third path. I live, and you die!"

"Stubborn and blind." The black tiger's massive body vanished in an instant. When it appeared again, it was already in front of Lu Yang.

Clang, clang, clang!

The other party's speed was too great. Lu Yang could only respond with the most basic saber moves.

Where saber and claws clashed, sparks scattered in all directions.

Under the black tiger's brute force, Lu Yang could only fight while retreating. He could not gain the slightest advantage at all.

"Foolish human, I possess the Black Tiger Bloodline. That little bit of strength you are hiding may have been enough to kill White Crane, but it cannot kill me!" The black tiger's voice carried a few traces of icy mockery as it kept pouncing and snapping at Lu Yang, occasionally whipping its tiger tail straight toward the vital point at Lu Yang's neck like shears.

Lu Yang, whose strength and speed had both fallen into the disadvantage, was forced back step by step under the black tiger's unceasing suppression.

And yet, even though he looked like a boat battered by wind and rain, liable to fall at any moment, Lu Yang used airtight saber moves to weave a dense net of blades around himself.

At moments of crisis, he was always able to turn misfortune into fortune.

The man and the tiger battled bitterly on White Crane Ridge for the time it took an incense stick to burn, yet still failed to decide victory or defeat.

Roar, roar!

The black tiger, who had assumed victory was firmly in its grasp, finally fought itself into true fury.

After an enraged roar, the demonic qi around its body surged wildly, and it instantly entered a Berserk state.

The black tiger's bloodline and talent were even above Old Master White Crane's. After going Berserk, it still almost maintained absolute reason.

At the same time, its own strength, speed, and demonic qi swelled severalfold!

"Roar, roar!"

"Below the Xiantian Realm, I am invincible. Lowly blood food, die!"