81: Chapter 81 The Death of the Demon Tiger

The final rays of the setting sun were continually swallowed by the horizon.

Two people were slumped across a single horse, galloping wildly in the last of the sunset.

Constable Meng Yu lay prone on the horse's back, able to hear the galloping footsteps of the two Demon Tigers right behind him.

They were tightly pursuing the horse.

If Constable Meng Yu were not a First-Turn Late-Stage Martial Artist who occasionally turned back to block the Demon Tigers' attacks, he probably would have been bitten to death by the Demon Tigers long ago.

The outline of Qin Family Village finally emerged from the twilight.

The Old Locust Tree, the low roofs, and the eaves of the temple in the center of the village.

Constable Meng Yu's eyes lit up—it was a light bursting from deep within his pupils.

In his eyes, that was not an ordinary village.

Rather, it was the hope for him, the young man, and the horse to survive.

He lashed the horse fiercely, and the horse neighed as it accelerated, its hoofbeats as rapid as drumbeats.

A Demon Tiger leaped out from the twilight, its tiger paw carrying a foul stench as it slapped toward the horse's hindquarters.

Constable Meng Yu did not turn his head, but he heard the wind and the sound of that palm wind tearing through the air.

He drew his saber and swung it with a backhand, the blade hacking onto the tiger's paw and splashing a string of sparks.

That Demon Tiger's claw was knocked off course, brushing past the horse's tail and grabbing a handful of horse hair.

The horse neighed in pain and ran even faster.

The commotion of a horse and two tigers rushing toward Qin Family Village was discovered early by the tree-climbing children of Qin Family Village, who informed the villagers.

At the entrance of Qin Family Village, Qin Yin and Qin Mo were already standing there.

Hearing the villagers' shouts, they had come out of the temple and walked here.

Qin Yin's saber was already unsheathed, and Qin Mo's spear was already held horizontally across his chest.

Constable Meng Yu rode his horse past between them.

Qin Yin and Qin Mo stared at the two Demon Tigers behind, the Qi and Blood within their bodies beginning to surge and churn violently.

The Qi and Blood currently emanating from the two of them were unexpectedly the imposing aura of First-Turn Peak Martial Artists!

Constable Meng Yu, riding past, sensed the surging Qi and Blood pouring out from behind, turned back to look, and a look of shock welled up on his face.

He naturally sensed that Qin Yin and Qin Mo's Qi and Blood had reached the First-Turn Peak.

You must know that the last time he entered Lord Qinling's temple and was stopped by Qin Yin and Qin Mo, the two of them were only at First-Turn Late-Stage strength.

How many days had passed since then, and suddenly they were already at the First-Turn Peak?

You must know that Constable Meng Yu was still only a First-Turn Late-Stage Martial Artist up until now!

What on earth was going on in this Qin Family Village?

Could it be that possessing the divine protection was also beneficial to the cultivation of Qi and Blood Martial Arts?

The two Demon Tigers chased to the village entrance, and seeing the two people blocking them, they lunged forward directly.

Qin Yin moved.

Her long saber swept upward from below, the blade light cutting a fierce arc in the twilight and hacking onto the neck of the Demon Tiger on the left.

The blade cut into skin and flesh with a "puff" sound, easily severing the Demon Tiger's head.

This Demon Tiger's head flew up, spinning several rounds in the air.

The headless Demon Tiger's body swayed and fell down.

Qin Mo's long spear thrust out from the right, the spear tip accurately piercing into the eye socket of the other Demon Tiger.

That Demon Tiger's skull was pierced through, the spear tip coming out from the back of the head, carrying black blood and white brain matter.

He twisted his wrist, and the spear shaft stirred inside the Demon Tiger's cranial cavity.

The Demon Tiger's body went limp, collapsing onto the ground like a puddle of mud.

Qin Yin stood holding her saber.

She lowered her head to look at the two dead tigers and frowned slightly.

Clearly, the strength of this Demon Tiger was not considered strong; she didn't know why Constable Meng Yu, a constable, had ended up in such a sorry state.

"Is Constable Meng really this weak? To think I actually once wanted to be a constable~"

Qin Mo muttered, pulling his long spear out from the tiger's head and wiping it against the tiger's pelt.

Constable Meng Yu reined in his horse, sliding down from the horse's back. His legs went soft, and he almost knelt on the ground.

He supported himself against the saddle, stood steady, turned around, and looked at the two dead tigers, as well as Qin Yin and Qin Mo standing together with the dead tigers.

His chest heaved violently, panting as if he was about to run out of breath, but he still shouted loudly.

"Be careful of the Demon Tigers, they won't die!"

Constable Meng Yu's shout was still echoing in the twilight when the two Demon Tigers already moved.

The roots drilling out from their necks twisted, entwined, and stitched together like living creatures.

The severed heads were rolled up by the roots and reattached to the necks.

The roots passed through the skin and flesh like needle and thread, stitching densely.

A black flower emerged from the top of the roots, exuding rising black Qi from its petals.

Their eyes were still white, staring blankly at Qin Yin and Qin Mo.

Qin Yin's pupils shrank slightly, her hand gripping the saber hilt tightly, and the Qi and Blood within her body churned again instantly.

She had seen with her own eyes that the Demon Tiger's head was chopped off by her, rolling on the ground several times.

Yet now it had stood up, its head put back on, looking as if nothing was wrong.

Qin Mo's long spear was still held horizontally across his chest, the shock in his eyes clearly visible.

He had seen with his own eyes the spear tip pierce into the Demon Tiger's eye socket and come out from the back of the head, splashing black blood and white brain matter all over his hands.

As a result, could it still not die from this?

The wound in the eye socket was filled with roots, resembling a stitched-up broken ball.

The two Demon Tigers lunged over.

Qin Yin sidestepped to avoid them, her long saber sweeping upward from below to directly slash at the Demon Tiger's front leg.

The blade cut into skin and flesh, and the sound of bones breaking was crisp.

That front leg flew out, spinning several rounds in the air before landing on the ground and still twitching.

But the Demon Tiger did not stop; it continued to lunge on three legs, and roots drilled out from inside the wound of the severed leg.

Twisting and entwining, they danced wildly in the air.

Qin Mo's long spear thrust out, piercing into the Demon Tiger's chest, with the spear tip coming out from its back.

He twisted his wrist, and the spear shaft stirred inside the Demon Tiger's chest cavity.

The Demon Tiger's body swayed, but it did not fall.

It lowered its head, opened its mouth to bite the spear shaft, and its teeth scraped a harsh sound against the long spear.

Roots drilled out from the wound on its chest, wrapping around the spear shaft and winding toward Qin Mo's wrist.

Seeing this scene, Qin Mo hurriedly let go of the long spear in his hand and retreated several steps.

Qin Yin and Qin Mo exchanged a glance.

They both saw the bewilderment in each other's eyes.

Constable Meng Yu's shout came from the direction of the village entrance, both urgent and hoarse.

"Be careful! Those two Demon Tigers are related to evil entities; they are undying and indestructible!"

Evil entities.

Hearing these two words, both Qin Yin and Qin Mo wore solemn expressions.

Of course they knew what evil entities were; just hearing the two words caused their bodies and minds to tremble.

However, realizing that the current Qin Family Village had Lord Qinling backing it up, Qin Yin and Qin Mo's expressions both calmed down.

With Lord Qinling here, Qin Family Village was safe!

The two Demon Tigers lunged over again.

This time they were even more fierce and crazy than before, those roots twisting wildly from their necks.

Right at this moment, a stream of golden light rushed out from the temple.

That ray of light arrived at the edge of the village in the blink of an eye.

This light brushed across the Demon Tigers' bodies like a breeze, irresistibly twisting their heads.

The heads of the two Demon Tigers instantly stopped.

Unlike just now, this time even those plant roots turned into ashes.