Don't Treat Fried Dough Stick as Not a Weapon

Lu Yang held his sword in one hand to fight, and with the other, he grabbed Qi Wu by the neck and threw him behind, "There's a door behind, run quickly!"

In the blink of an eye, Qi Wu was thrown three or four meters away. Just as he was about to fall, an invisible force arose beneath him, lifting his body and allowing him to land steadily.

"Thank you for saving me, Immortal!"

After saying that, he immediately led A Yue and the others to run outside without the slightest hesitation.

They couldn't figure out the cultivation levels of Lu Yang and the Tiger Demon, but they knew that in a cultivator's battle, whether they won or lost, it would definitely affect the surroundings. With their mortal bodies, if they were brushed by it, they would either lie in bed or in the ground for the rest of their lives.

The Tiger Demon's fur stood on end, and the "king" character on its head glowed faintly, wanting to tear Lu Yang apart, making its attacks even more ferocious.

"I'll help you!"

The other two Mountain God statues made sounds. One held a scripture in his hand, refined and cultured, and the other radiated light, like a virtuous monk who had cast an immeasurable Golden Body!

Man Gu hefted the scripture in his hand, feeling it was too light, too light. He put away the scripture and took out two copies of the Great Xia Dictionary from his bosom.

"Feels good."

The education Man Gu received since childhood was that the Barbarian Race was a race of combat, and weapons were not limited to form. Anything could become your weapon, whatever was handy.

And now, the handiest thing was a book.

"Knowledge is power!"

He held two dictionaries in his hands, like holding two bricks, and slapped them towards the Tiger Demon's head. The Tiger Demon was stunned for a moment, never having seen such a weapon.

Meng Jingzhou didn't need any weapons; his body was the strongest weapon. He transformed into a Golden Man and charged towards the Tiger Demon. The Ghoul standing behind the Tiger Demon let out a miserable cry, and its body began to sizzle and smoke.

Pure Yang Spirit Root was surprisingly effective against Beguilers!

The Ghoul was terrified and no longer listened to the Tiger Demon's orders, fleeing the temple and disappearing into the rain.

The Tiger Demon had never been so angry as it was today.

Just because it didn't want to conflict with cultivators didn't mean it was afraid of them. It could tear these ignorant little brats to pieces and escape to other places to see who could find it.

What a pity for Songshan, this treasure land of geomantic omen.

Thinking of this, the Tiger Demon no longer held back. Its tail swept towards Lu Yang with a whizzing sound. If Lu Yang continued to attack, he would inevitably suffer serious injuries!

Lu Yang decisively retracted his sword and retreated. The tiger's tail smashed into the ground, and the entire temple was shaking.

The three of them looked solemn, "It has already condensed a Golden Core Phantom!"

When a cultivator forms a core, they need to condense a Golden Core Phantom first. Only when the golden core transforms from illusion to reality can they officially enter the Golden Core Stage.

The Tiger Demon in front of them was clearly forming its core, and its strength was extraordinary!

"This lord is a Half-step Golden Core Stage powerhouse, how dare a group of Foundation Establishment Realm brats hurt me!"

"Half-step Golden Core?" Lu Yang looked at Meng Jingzhou. He hadn't heard Senior Disciple Sister mention this concept.

The ordinary person Meng Jingzhou explained, "It means they haven't formed a core yet, but they always feel like they're amazing and can't be compared to Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators, so they insist on trying to be Golden Core Stage. The Golden Core Stage cultivators don't even look at them, it's quite pitiful."

The kind-hearted Man Gu added, "It's normal that Brother Lu doesn't know. The senior brothers and sisters in the sect all scoff at this concept. What do they need to transform from illusion to reality when forming a core? Only vulgar people do that, they all form their cores directly."

The honest Lu Yang looked at the Tiger Demon with pity, "Indeed pitiful."

The Tiger Demon became even more furious, its eyes bloodshot. The cultivation it was so proud of was devalued by these three little guys.

The key point was that these were their true thoughts!

Couldn't they at least pretend!

The Tiger Demon released its pressure, taking the lead in suppressing the three of them.

Unexpectedly, none of the three were affected. Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou even sneered, "We have withstood the pressure of a Nascent Soul Realm Great Yao with Ancient Dragon Blood, how could we be affected by you?"

Not to mention Man Gu, the Ancient Barbarian Race Bloodline made him unafraid of any pressure. The Barbarian Race rampaged in ancient times, relying on being fearless.

Emphasizing savagery.

The Tiger Demon gave up imitating the Human Race standing on two legs. It lowered its forelimbs, lay prone on the ground, its chin close to the ground, its tiger eyes staring fixedly at the three.

Boom--

The Tiger Demon kicked off with its hind legs, like a cannonball, slamming hard towards the three. Qing Feng Sword was held horizontally in front of his chest, and Lu Yang barely blocked the Tiger Demon's sharp claws.

Lu Yang rotated and retreated, only then did he dissipate the Tiger Demon's force.

Unlike the previous Skin-Peeling Ghost, the Skin-Peeling Ghost's advantage lay in its weirdness, and it was not good at attacking. Once its identity was cracked, it was not difficult to win, but the Tiger Demon was different.

The Yao Race was already known for its physical body, not to mention that the Tiger Demon's cultivation was almost a major level beyond the three. It was not easy for Lu Yang to block this attack with his sword without being injured.

Meng Jingzhou and Man Gu attacked from the left and right, flanking from both sides. Runes flickered in the Tiger Demon's blood, turning into a gust of wind, flying above the two, and giving them a claw each.

Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger. The Tiger Demon was born with the ability to control wind-based spells. This was an instinctive spell derived from its Bloodline!

Meng Jingzhou couldn't borrow strength in the air and exchanged a palm strike with the Tiger Demon. Man Gu used the dictionary to protect his chest, and half of the dictionary was shattered by the Tiger Demon's claws.

Lu Yang took advantage of the situation to strike with his sword, going forward without hesitation. The long sword was like a bolt of lightning, reaching the Tiger Demon in the blink of an eye. He thrust out several swords, but unfortunately, the Tiger Demon's fur was too thick, and Lu Yang's sword couldn't pierce it at all.

The Tiger Demon was about to laugh and mock Lu Yang for overestimating himself, not even being able to break its defense, when suddenly several strands of sword energy erupted from its body, piercing it and causing it to bleed profusely.

The location of the eruption was exactly where Lu Yang had stabbed!

Hidden Force Sword Energy!

Lu Yang didn't need to pierce his opponent at all; what he needed to do was inject sword qi into their body!

This was where the Yao Race was inferior to the Body Cultivator; the Yao Race's physical strength was only on the surface, while their internal organs and blood were incredibly fragile!

The Tiger Demon retreated, not wanting to clash head-on with Lu Yang's sword again.

Who knew Lu Yang would be relentless? His right hand, raising the sword, was dodged by the Tiger Demon, but his left hand produced a Fried Dough Stick, and he smacked the Tiger Demon's head with it!

Originally, the Tiger Demon could have dodged it, but when it saw that the other party had taken out a Fried Dough Stick, it relaxed, secretly laughing at how the other party was truly a child, so desperate that they would grab anything to fight with.

Then it was stunned.

What kind of Fried Dough Stick was this!

Meng Jingzhou transformed into a great mountain, and taking advantage of the few seconds the Tiger Demon was dazed, he aimed for its waist and rammed into it. The Tiger Demon seemed cunning and experienced, but in reality, it was full of flaws.

It believed in the principle of not fighting, and would run away if it could, and had hardly fought anyone since it started cultivating.

The Tiger Demon staggered from the impact. Man Gu attacked, smashing towards its eyes. The Tiger Demon hurriedly dodged to the side, taking the hit on its cheek, and a piece of fur fell off.

The Tiger Demon instinctively swung its tail, sweeping Man Gu, who pushed off in the direction of the tail, not suffering much damage.

Lu Yang instantly thrust out several swords, supplementing them with a few hits from the Fried Dough Stick, forcing the Tiger Demon to retreat repeatedly.

After a round of exchanges, the three of them had gained the upper hand.

The Tiger Demon realized that although the other party was young and had a low cultivation level, they displayed extremely high foundations, and must have a huge force behind them, giving rise to the intention to retreat.

The three of them were not willing to let the Tiger Demon escape. If they let the tiger return to the mountain today, who knew how many more people would be harmed by it tomorrow.

They couldn't let it escape!

"Don't push people too far!"

The Tiger Demon roared, enraged. The three saw that the Tiger Demon had the intention of fighting to the death and secretly became vigilant.

The Tiger Demon's eyes widened, and it roared towards the outside of the temple, using its trump card: "Wife, someone is trying to kill me!"