It was a peaceful banquet, and in the sound of music, sudden changes occurred, flesh and blood were broken, and demons and evil spirits appeared.

Yang Jian couldn't help but widen his eyes when he looked at the side door, Rao is he has been practicing penance all year round, but it was the first time he saw such a cruel picture, and he couldn't react for a while, just watched there.

The two demon beasts that were the first to break through Namei's skin, like foxes and wolves, rushed towards the main table fiercely, one attacked the marquis in the right position, and the other rushed towards the three 'monks'.

They are hidden in the body of the dancing queen, and when the dancing queen twists her waist and moves forward to 'dance', she suddenly makes a difficulty, how can ordinary people resist?

The 'prince' in brocade clothes who was closest to the two demons was directly pulled upside down, leaving a long wound on his shoulder, and the blood of the worldly emperor's bloodline was also wantonly spilled!

This prince is nothing, two of the three monks didn't even stand up, they were directly pierced in the throat by two sharp beast claws, fell backwards with a chair, and stared at death with their eyes.

On this main table, between the lightning and flint, there was only one person who reacted in time, and that was the burly middle-aged marquis.

Suddenly attacked, the middle-aged man's drunkenness disappeared in an instant, and he watched the prince being thrown away, and his life and death were unknown.

The Hou Ye raised his hand violently, and directly pushed the daughter beside him, that is, the girl who was full of aura, out of force, and at the same time clenched his iron fist, pulled away the posture, and let out a tiger-like roar in his mouth!

"Beasts!"

The iron fist smashed directly on the claws of the beast wrapped in light red short hair, and the two came with a hard blow, and this Hou Ye, who was famous for his iron and blood, was beaten upside down and flew out!

The demon stood up on the main table, and there was even more than one person tall, and once again pounced on the figure of the Hou Ye flying out, and the goal was very clear.

But the roar of the Hou Ye before woke up Yang Jian at the side door.

But on the other side, two 'monks' dressed in brocade died tragically, but the third person finally had a chance to breathe, and it happened to be the one with a brush or two among the three monks.

I saw a light purple light curtain swaying from around the monk's body, directly blocking the demon that was rushing towards him, and then ...... He hurriedly stood up, brought down the circle chair made of precious wood, and kept reversing in embarrassment.

But this attack was premeditated in advance, and the demon in charge of dealing with the three 'monks' continued to attack.

"It's none of my business!

The 'monk' shook his hands and kept shouting.

At this time, the surrounding guests screamed, and then the entire hall became a mess, and the guests everywhere got up and walked around.

Most of the people rushed to the exits in all directions, and a few people rushed towards the Hou Ye, who seemed to be the Hou Ye's subordinates.

Puffy puffy!

There were a few more explosions of blood, and the bodies of the four dancing girls who were still dancing were shattered!

Four more fierce foxes sprang out, two of them pounced on the main table, and two of them rushed around, meeting the generals, and tearing them apart with their claws when they encountered any resistance!

The scene was extremely chaotic, and in the blink of an eye, several guests screamed and fell, dead or seriously injured!

Hou Ye, who was beaten away, got up and fought again, the burly figure was like an iron tower, and he was very skilled in every move, and there was a killing aura lingering.

Although compared to the demon and evil fox, this Hou Ye's strength is insufficient, but in his gestures, that move implies some mystery, constantly attacking the flank and neck of the fierce fox, and barely blocked the fierce fox for a while.

Originally, these demons didn't want to waste more of other 'skins', but they also saw that their companions couldn't take the life of the marquis for a while, so they broke their skins and joined the battle group.

For a while, the blood dance continued to float, screams and screams, one after another.

This...... What to do?

Yang Jian was still standing there, although he had been awakened from his stunned mind before, he was still standing there at this time.

Cause?

It is nothing more than a warning from the Master: be less involved in cause and effect.

In other words, 'nosy'.

The moment he woke up, Yang Jian really wanted to rush out, because there was a strong sense of justice in his heart.

As the saying goes, when the road is uneven, he roared, and pulled out a knife to save the beautiful hot kang head.

Yang Jian's character was formed before the soul penetrated the wilderness, he has been reading martial arts novels, movies, and TV series since he was a child, and when he saw that there were monsters and beasts, he naturally wanted to rush up to 'kill demons' as soon as his mind was hot.

But the mental nature that he had cultivated for several years finally came into play at this time.

When I asked myself, 'Why did I make a move?' my feverish mind was immediately extinguished, and the excitement in my eyes gradually calmed down......

The affairs of this place have nothing to do with him, even if the demons kill mortals here, what does it have to do with him?

Perhaps, the attacked Hou Ye is still a big villain, and these demons are 'punishing adultery and eliminating evil', which is not impossible.

Just based on one's own feelings, how can you talk about a sense of justice if you act indiscriminately?

It's nothing more than to win the 'appreciation' and 'gratitude' of the people around you, so as to satisfy the vanity in your heart.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian's gaze became a little more flat.

In addition to the lack of a reason to make a move, what Yang Jian couldn't get at this time was his own strength.

He has only been cultivating for a few years, not to mention that he is just refining his physical body and practicing the introductory chapter of the Eight or Nine Xuangong, if he really faces these demons, what are the chances of winning? Is it just to catch up with himself?

If none of the above can be determined, you will take action and pull yourself into a dangerous vortex......

If your life is gone, what kind of Tao do you still cultivate? What kind of immortal will you become?

Reckless action is just the courage of a horseman, and cultivation does not require an iron heart, nor can it just hold on to the idea that 'human race cannot be bullied' to look at all things in heaven and earth.

After all, what cultivation is done is detachment.

However, after all, he is also a human race, and he can't be as transcendent as Yuding Zhenren, torture his heart, and the sense of justice in his heart is still indelible.

The mind is like this, and there is nothing to be done.

That's it, just observe before you decide whether to make a move. ’

Yang Jian stepped into the gate, jumped directly onto a stone pillar near the side door, hugged the stone pillar with both hands, and stared at the field.

First of all, he judged that the fierce foxes that suddenly appeared were very shallow, their aura was weak and mottled and impure, and they felt it carefully, and they didn't perceive any danger.

The demons that have appeared in the field so far are not a threat to him.

The fierce fox was fierce, and after being stimulated by the smell of blood, it was even more uncontrollable, and there was a fierce fox that lowered its head and bit a corpse......

But this is not the main driving force for Yang Jian to make a move.

Isn't it different for humans to eat beasts and beasts to eat people? Everything is skin, and all living beings can be reincarnated, perhaps it is just the calamity written in the book of life and death.

Yang Jian's heart was flooded with such strange thoughts, probably because when he practiced the Eight or Nine Xuangong, his mentality gradually became a little different.

But when Yang Jian saw it, the fierce fox opened its bloody pointed mouth, and pink vortices appeared, directly swallowing a trace of humanoid phantom into the fox's mouth......

Yang Jian's heart was irrepressibly filled with anger!

Hold the soul of a person to add to the Tao!

What is this? This is the last ray of life for the dead!

"It's a real demon, you can't leave it!"

Yang Jian made up his mind, roared angrily, and urged the Eight or Nine Xuangong with all his might, and his blood and qi surged out!

The six fierce foxes stopped their movements at the same time and looked at the stone pillar where Yang Jian was!

But the stone pillar was empty, and Yang Jian's figure was gone!

"Death!"

The fierce fox that had devoured the soul looked up sharply, and saw a black shadow fall from the top of the temple, like a harrier eagle, and swooped down.

The fierce fox walked the deepest of the six fierce foxes, and suddenly opened its fox mouth and spewed out a puff of pink smoke, and then hurriedly dodged to the side.

"Broken!"

Yang Jian's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and several people near the shock staggered, and he punched at the pink mist, and the fist wind swung out, directly dispersing the powder mist!

And after he swung his fist, with the faint force of the shock from his fist, he forcibly moved his body sideways!

Before the fierce fox could react, he saw that the powder mist had broken through, and the figure that swooped down was actually on top of its head!

One punch! Just one punch!

Yang Jian smashed his fist on the forehead of the fierce fox, and then with the impact from top to bottom, the fierce fox was directly 'pressed' onto the carpet.

Burst!

The fist directly smashed the head of the fierce fox, and light red blood splashed on Yang Jian's body, and Yang Jian stood up, holding a small fox-like figure in his fist.

He didn't know how to do it himself, and when he shattered the head of the fierce fox, he easily grabbed the fox's soul with one flesh palm......

Eighty-nine Xuangong, sure enough, Xuanmy.

Yang Jian was angry that it devoured the soul of the person, and with a clench of his fist, the soul of the fox was directly shattered.

He didn't have any thoughts and pleasures of 'evil retribution', nor did he have the slightest sense of satisfaction, but sighed in his heart.

Because Yang Jian thinks that he is not a law enforcer, he is a monk, not a chivalrous man.

He made a move this time, but on the premise that he was safe, he couldn't see the behavior of these fierce foxes.

In this way, the Dao heart is stable, the head is clear, the gaze is very calm, and there is no fluctuation.

Can't you find a valley to quietly swallow the essence of the sun and the moon?

"Probably, this is also a kind of cause and effect. ”

Yang Jian seemed to have an understanding.

Now that he had already started, Yang Jian jumped again.

He didn't go to the rescue of the prince first, but instead rushed to the guests who had no backhand and were wantonly killed by the fierce fox.

The fist stained with fox blood smashed out, and another fierce fox was shattered, but this time Yang Jian did not restrain his soul and turned around to fight again.