The gibbon demon took off his bamboo hat, revealing sparse black hair that showed signs of aging.

  It was short and stout, with a large head, its lips curled up to reveal two sharp fangs: "Your knife skills are not bad, but unfortunately your knife is not very good."

  A young, tall ape-like creature knelt on one knee, taking out a strip of cloth wrapped tightly around an object. It carefully lifted the cloth, revealing a slender, ceremonial knife.

  The scabbard is straight as a pen, and the overall color is ink black, with a glossy finish. There are gold-plated patterns on it.

  It stretched out both hands and reverently lifted it up.

  The old apes thin hand grasped the hilt tightly, drew out the blade with a dark gleam, and gazed at it with a hint of fondness.

  Maybe its just a coincidence.

  Shen Yi found that the higher the cultivation of these monsters, the more they loved to imitate humans.

  Huang Pizi goes out and sits in a sedan chair, but still indulges only in the desires of his mouth and stomach. What he thinks about is eating people, and taking names is also based on his own appearance, casually calling himself a nickname.

  This group of apes is about to wear human clothes, pick a nice-sounding name from the book for themselves, called Tongtian, and even sleep with the most delicate women.

  As for Qing Lins mother, she even started dressing up and wanted to abduct the best craftsmen to make the most beautiful and luxurious jewelry.

  "My sword is called..." Yuantongtian held his breath, his eyes burning with excitement, ready to tell the other party about the origin of this treasure sword.

  Shen Yi gathered his thoughts and immediately swung his knife towards the giant ape demon kneeling on one knee.

  Before fighting, you still have to knock one first, whats wrong with this?

  Crimson energy enveloped the blade as it chopped down towards the ape demons neck with great force and momentum.

  After Jin Yangs eight treasures and the perfection of his Xuan Shen, Shen Yi felt that his energy was like a mighty river, flowing endlessly, far surpassing what it had been before.

  The two monsters seemed to have not expected him to make a sudden move.

  The young tall man was stunned for a moment before hastily reaching out to block.

  It was this brief moment of sluggishness that allowed the blade to sever its neck vertebrae as if cutting through tofu.

  The head with a dazed and staring expression rolled down to the foot of the Yutongtian.

  He brandished his sword, his nostrils flaring rapidly as he suddenly let out a sharp whistle: "Preposterous! Preposterous! Uncouth rustic bumpkin who knows no rules!"

  It is oneself, before eating also must first use a damp cloth to wipe hands, every three days take a bath, every five days burn incense.

  Besides being a big deal of killing, one must also report to the family and clarify the reasons. I will tell you why I want to kill you and how I will win over you.

  How could... how could things be done so crudely and without beauty?

  In the midst of a shrill whistle, the slender figure of Yuan Tongtian suddenly leapt up, his black knife flashing out in rapid succession, steady and ruthless. As soon as he made his move, he revealed his solid foundation.

  A cold sword sliced through the air, and a small thatched cottage suddenly exploded.

  Even with a confused mind, the trajectory of the black knife in Wukongs hand was still orderly and mysterious, and it was also a set of perfectly practiced primary knife techniques.

  He not only learned how to do things from people but also learned martial arts.

  "How rude! Youre going to die!"

  "Kill my descendants, youre going to die!"

  "Give me death!"

  The ape-like creature was advancing with a crouching posture, its shrill cries echoing through the air as it took swift and menacing steps forward, its two extremely long arms flailing wildly, each knife strike faster than the last.

  Under such a fierce offensive, Shen Yis face remained unchanged, still able to keep his pace steady, but in his heart, he was somewhat helpless.

  This old gibbon is obviously not an ordinary monster, it should be someones guidance. The knife method used by the other party seems to be specially tailored for its arm, and that ritual knife is absolutely not an ordinary object.

  The official sword in his hand was worth no more than seven taels and two mace, and he still had to deduct the workshops expenses...

  Previously didnt think so, now that they are both in the initial realm of perfection, and martial arts is not inferior to their own opponents, the gap on the weapon suddenly becomes apparent.

  If you continue to hold on to the idea of taking down your opponent without getting hurt, you may end up paying a heavier price.

  At this point, Shen Yis eyes were calm and he stared at Kong Xuan with a steady gaze before suddenly striking out with his sword.

  The gap between weapons is greater than he thought.

  It was just a single touch with all his might, and the officers sword was cut off directly, the blade flying apart.

  Fortunately, he had anticipated this and abandoned the knife handle, advancing instead of retreating, and actually forcibly closed the distance between them. His long and powerful fingers suddenly clenched into a fist.

  Its just a mutual injury!

  The ape saw through his thoughts and not only was he unafraid, but instead revealed a sly smile.

  The treasured sword that has been by his side for many years knows best just how sharp it is.

  Are you going to exchange injuries? You dont have a life to make another move!

  The next moment, Wū Dāo slashed heavily towards Shěn Yís shoulder!

  There was no tearing of flesh and blood, nor any chopping sounds.

  Bang!

  As the sound of metal clashing echoed through the air.

  Both are one lump.

  The apes grip on the long knife was inexplicable, no matter how hard he tried, the blade emitting a dark glow couldnt be pressed down by even a fraction.

  “……”

  It raised its head and caught a glimpse of astonishment in Shen Yis eyes as well.

  So...

  What are you surprised at? What were you hiding just now? Who did you pretend to be injured and fight back for?!

  Just as he came back to his senses, Wukong was pinned down by five long and powerful fingers on his face. Under the strong force, his entire body was ruthlessly slammed onto the ground!

  It felt as if all his internal organs were shattered.

  This power is absolutely beyond the category of beginner, its the realm he has been dreaming of.

  How can a cultivator of Quanzhens Jade Liquid Realm be so shameless as to launch a sneak attack before even making a move?

  The gibbon was confused and didnt understand, so it was smashed by a falling fist that shattered half of its eye socket.

  Blood gushed into the nasal cavity, it "heh heh" opened its mouth, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness couldnt stop flowing out.

  A faint hum of fists came from the earlobe, as if a ghostly messenger was whispering.

  Far away.

  Zhang Tudou struck out with another punch.

  He and Touya Soten were fellow disciples, and they knew each others moves all too well. For the time being, it was impossible to determine who would emerge victorious.

  But this fist unexpectedly achieved great success, heavily smashing onto the opponents nasal bridge.

  The thin monk covered his mouth and nose, his face contorted in pain, unable to notice the blood oozing from between his fingers, his eyes staring blankly into the distance.

  "How old are you now, still playing this trick? Want to cheat me back? Today I must get rid of you, this degenerate who ruins the reputation of our family!"

  Zhang Butou raised his fist, just about to strike again, but saw that the beggars head was still staring straight at something behind him.

  He gritted his teeth and turned his head to look over.

  Then a coolness seeped into his back.

  Only dozens of young and strong men stood there, holding long spears and strong bows with soft and limp palms.

  At the forefront, Shen Yi pressed down on the old apes head, indifferently punching it with his fist. His hand was covered in a thick, red and white substance that looked like paste, dripping down drop by drop.

  With each punch, the ape demons legs would tremble once.

  Until there was no longer any movement.

  He slowly stood up, exhaling a long breath of hot air, his dark eyes gazing back.

  At that moment when her gaze swept over them, the bailiffs and soldiers all went weak in the knees and knelt to the ground, not even having the strength to beg for mercy.

  "Its been such a long time..."

  Zhang Tu Hu swallowed his saliva, he hadnt even warmed up yet, and its already over on that side?

  Two-headed initial boundary big demon, how did he die without even half a point of movement?

  He turned back to look at the thin monk.

  But saw the other side of the eye blink, but rolled and crawled out twenty feet away, where is like a martial artist, more like a rabbit that was frightened.