Seven black gun barrels were aimed at the man in white.

He continued to play the zither calmly.

This calmness brought a shadow that couldn't be erased in people's hearts.

Some soldiers exchanged glances with each other, preparing for a tentative attack.

At this moment, the sound of the zither changed slightly. Without any visible movement, the specially modified firearms in everyone's hands were twisted into a pile of scrap metal with a cracking sound. The gun barrels were cut in half by invisible sound waves and fell to the ground.

"Using external objects is indeed powerful. But once these inanimate objects are destroyed, what do you have left to rely on?"

The faces of Zhou Yi and several others, as well as the soldiers in the camp, all darkened.

The incendiary bullets that had a certain destructive power to monsters and the signal flares that confirmed the coordinates of the Mountain God Temple had not been used yet, but they had already been destroyed. What was even more unexpected was the strength of the monster this time.

If it could cut through firearms without anyone reacting, then it could undoubtedly cut through human bodies.

There was a thick fog on the mountain, and the interference of the monster's power made it impossible to confirm the exact coordinates of the Mountain God Temple from outside the mountain.

Therefore, they couldn't carry out a concentrated attack.

In Wei Yuan's eyes, an extremely thick demonic energy radiated from the man in white. It vaguely turned into a lying tiger, surrounded by a group of ghosts kneeling around it. In the eyes of the world, it was a recluse playing the zither in the mountains, but in Wei Yuan's eyes, it was a great demon king surrounded by ghosts.

The soldiers around him were temporarily stunned by the demonic energy that covered the mountain, and their movements were slow.

Wei Yuan's spiritual power flowed in his blood, and he was unharmed.

He knew that in order to solve this unsealed great demon, he needed support from the rear. Whether the rear could accurately locate the target depended on the God Machine Camp soldiers next to him. Under the current circumstances, Wei Yuan had no time to hesitate. He raised his sword slightly and slashed diagonally downwards. The sword whistled fiercely, and one ghost was directly killed.

The man in white looked at Wei Yuan, who could still move freely.

Wei Yuan sheathed his sword for the time being and spoke.

"Shan Jun, before we fight, there is something I want to ask you."

Wei Yuan was also betting. Since Shan Jun was playing the zither here and presenting himself, he was obviously self-confident. The man in white did not make a move, but frowned slightly. His yellow-brown eyes looked at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan's move was originally to buy time, but now he really had a question.

He thought of the figures that appeared in his dream and spoke slowly:

"A few days ago, the matter of Dong Yu, was it also your doing, Shan Jun? I would like to ask whether you had a hand in her ending up like that... And as for the case of the Tian family's bone woman from years ago, the method of soul swapping by the Li family woman didn't seem like something an ordinary farmer's daughter could have obtained. Was it also your doing?"

Shan Jun suddenly burst out laughing and said, "What did you think it was?!"

"So you thought that it was my intervention that led to their ending up like that?"

"Do you still think that such things are caused by us, rather than by humans?"

"Hahaha, you're wrong!""The use of witchcraft and curses is a means of plotting against one's own kind among your human race. It has nothing to do with me. After the disaster of Emperor Wu's curse, many people who were skilled in witchcraft went into hiding. The Tian family girl was just unlucky enough to encounter one."

"As for the poor woman who was kidnapped and beaten to death by her husband's family a few days ago, there were no demons involved. It was all the work of humans. It just happened to be on the border of my mountain, where the grudges linger. So I went to take a look. In the thousand years that I've lived, the actions of your human race are worse than the demons you speak of."

Wei Yuan asked, "So, Shan Jun, you're punishing evil and promoting good?"

Shan Jun replied with interest, "Of course not. Tell me, do humans have compassion for their own kind?"

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"Of course."

"I am also one of the so-called 'monsters' in your eyes. I have compassion for those who are also rejected by your kind. Besides, all things in nature have emotions, and they enjoy seeing revenge and justice. I sympathize with what she went through, so I helped her achieve her revenge. It's what you call compassion."

Wei Yuan asked, "Then why didn't you intervene earlier?"

Shan Jun laughed, "I am, after all, a monster in the mountains."

He looked at Wei Yuan and asked, "Speaking of which, I have a question for you. Never mind the matter of Dong Yu, the Bone Maiden incident happened over a thousand years ago during the Han Dynasty. How do you know such detailed information?"

The rest of the people in the area and the camp behind them were silent.

In the silence, Wei Yuan raised his sword and said calmly, "It's in the records."

"Oh? What records?"

"I cannot say."

At that moment, a soldier finally managed to resist the invasion of the demon energy. He angrily lifted his gun and took off the single soldier's cannon on his back. Wei Yuan quickly stepped forward and swung his Eight-Sided Han Sword, which pierced through the sword sheath with a crisp sound.

The sword slid down, and under the force, three strings of the sword pierced the ground.

Shan Jun seemed surprised that a mere mortal could withstand his attack. At the same time, the soldier had pressed the launch button with all his might and slightly tilted it upwards. The cloud-burst bomb flew towards the building area behind Shan Jun, which seemed like a godly place.

Shan Jun abandoned everyone and stood in front of the building. He seemed to only know about ordinary firearms and used his demon power to slash the cloud-burst bomb. Wei Yuan's face changed, and he quickly dodged backwards.

The other soldiers also struggled to break free and dodged towards the back. The effective killing radius of the cloud-burst bomb was fifty meters.

Wei Yuan had only taken a few steps when he heard a loud noise. Then a muffled groan came, and a wave of heat spread. The intense flames burned fiercely, but were quickly cut off. The man in white was still unharmed, and the building behind him was undamaged, but his hand behind his back trembled slightly, and his face was gloomy.

This time, all the single soldier weapons had corresponding coordinate devices.Their goal was to find the Mountain God Temple and confirm its exact location.

A concise and powerful voice came through the Bluetooth earpiece.

"Retreat!"

Thanks to Shan Jun's sudden appearance, the first phase of the mission was quickly completed.

Next, they needed to retreat a certain distance, while leading the enemy away within a radius of 300 meters, to ensure that their firepower would not be intercepted and could be used to saturate the Mountain God Temple.

This was the most dangerous phase of the mission.

The enemy was obviously enraged.

After a command was given, everyone retreated as quickly as possible, firing grenade-type individual weapons carried on their person to hinder the legendary monster from the myths. The special action team's elites began to mobilize their magic and use talismans. Wei Yuan suddenly swung his sword sheath with great force, bit his finger, and quickly drew a symbol on the sword's surface.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt a great sense of unease.

Can people run past tigers on a mountain road?

Wei Yuan turned around slightly and saw that the smoke from the exploding gunpowder had dissipated. A white figure stood unscathed, and the mountain road became even more rugged. The entire lying tiger mountain seemed to be trembling and turned into a living thing. Strings hung in the air like flying feathers, piercing towards the people on the ground.

Wei Yuan hastened his steps to dodge.

But he immediately realized that behind him were the warriors who were slowed down by the weight of their equipment, which would hinder the enemy.

He could avoid it, but those slower warriors with individual weapons would undoubtedly die.

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and turned his steps around, reversing his movements. His eight-sided Han sword suddenly stabbed out, hitting the string, causing his chest and abdomen to churn with blood and qi. He turned his wrist, forcibly activating the Lying Tiger Decision, and the speed of his eight-sided Han sword suddenly increased, retreating and fighting at the same time. He blocked all the strings with the Dragon Sword's swordsmanship.

Sparks burst out mixed with the sword light, like a violent snowstorm in the scorching summer sun.

The last string was guided by the unloaded force and pierced into the mountain rock.

Wei Yuan didn't have time to breathe and recover his qi when Shan Jun's figure was already close.

In the illusion, a huge tiger tail shadow with evil wind whipped towards Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan used the Yu step, not retreating but advancing, changing position, and appeared on Shan Jun's left side. His eight-sided Han sword was by his side. He gritted his teeth and directly wiped towards Shan Jun's waist and abdomen. A blood-red talisman burst out on the sword's body, withstanding the violent impact of the monster's power. Facing this sharp sword, Shan Jun seemed to have difficulty defending himself.

Shan Jun, who had no defense, had his clothes cut down the middle.

A shallow scar could be seen on his abdomen.

Wei Yuan's tiger mouth had already cracked, and blood was dripping, making him look even more miserable.

Shan Jun's wound instantly healed, but his expression suddenly changed. It was a mixture of anger and a hint of fear. He finally noticed the faint aura of the Lying Tiger Waist Badge on Wei Yuan.

"So it was you..."

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a pain in his chest and lungs. The other members had already retreated to a safe place without hesitation. He smiled and said, "Yes, it's us...""Shan Jun, have you noticed? How far have we retreated from the mountain temple?"

They were already more than a hundred meters away from the temple, and had been retreating for a while. They were already beyond the safe distance. Shan Jun furrowed his brow slightly, then became puzzled. The creatures in this mountain posed no threat to his existence. What did this mean?

Commands quickly passed through the rear camp.

"Our team has retreated to a safe distance."

"We have requested authorization to fire from the military district."

"Permission to fire granted."

A seemingly weak and scholarly girl with glasses pressed a button.

"Fire."

Thirty kilometers away, the Fire Dragon series of rockets began to launch. Scenes of military training were captured and broadcasted on other TV stations, with civilian military officials explaining the power of these rockets.

Each rocket could launch twelve warheads in an instant.

The range of destruction covered a radius of three hundred meters.

The maximum deviation was no more than ten meters.

Of course, these were just rockets, not ballistic missiles.

Accompanied by the explanation, Fire Dragon-like rockets soared into the sky. With the top-notch rocket positioning system of the Blue Star, the entire sky darkened for a moment. These modern weapons carrying a large amount of explosives landed on the Mountain Temple of Wohu, instantly covering an area of three hundred meters with flames and high temperatures.

The shock wave mixed with scorching heat swept out.

Thick black smoke rose into the sky.

The once fairy-tale-like building area had turned into ruins, engulfed in flames.

Shan Jun, who was just calm and composed, suddenly turned pale. His overall aura weakened by an unknown amount, as if a breath had been directly drawn out of him. It was no longer at a completely unbeatable level. Wei Yuan took the initiative to press a button on his special operations suit, and a specially made potion was injected into his body, quickly regenerating his expended mana.

Mist began to swirl around Shan Jun's body, and his voice became low and deep, mixed with a tiger's roar, filled with extreme anger.

"Sure enough, it's you, the commandant. No wonder you know about what happened back then. No wonder you call me Shan Jun instead of Hu Jun. Only you would address me like this..."

"It was your predecessors who suppressed me in this mountain back then."

"Zhang Daoling is dead, and his disciples are too far away from here."

"This thousand-year-old grudge and today's hatred will be taken back from you first!!!"

...

At the camp below the mountain, everyone finally saw the Mountain Temple being bombed, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. This tiger demon could withstand the direct impact of individual guided missiles and cloud bombs, and could even manipulate the mountain's terrain. This level of power had exceeded their imagination. After all, not everyone had the opportunity to come into contact with such ancient demon kings in this world. They were just worried that the temple could withstand the impact of the rocket. If he himself could withstand the cloud bomb, and the temple could withstand the impact of the rocket, then...

But fortunately...The previously serious and quiet officer suddenly sat down on the chair, his forehead oozing with sweat.

He calmed down for a moment before saying:

"Find out who is closer to that Tiger Lord now, the special operations team or our soldiers?"

A communications officer quickly replied:

"It's that external member."

The officer's expression paused, thinking of the conversation he had heard from Shan Jun earlier, and slowly nodded, saying:

"It's the one who has read many books and has extensive knowledge. He is indeed the curator of the museum."

"Connect his communication..."

The sound of the tiger's roar mixed in, and due to the influence of the demon's power, the clarity of the communication was constantly decreasing. However, the tiger's roar still made people shudder, their scalp tingling. One could imagine the intimidation of facing this demon king directly. Even with adjustments, the thick and resentful voice still came intermittently.

"It really is you..."

"No wonder you know... to call me Shan Jun..."

"It was you who... shasha... trapped me in this mountain back then."

"Zhang Daoling is dead... This grudge of being suppressed for more than a thousand years, and also... I will... take it back from you!!!"

Finally, after the roar of the tiger, there was a crackling sound, and the instrument emitted a rustling noise.

The instrument was damaged.

Dead silence.

............

Wei Yuan also heard unstable sounds in his ears. He took off the broken headphones, threw them aside, and raised his sword.

Since the opponent wanted to take revenge on the Si Li Xiao Wei, the first generation Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling who had sealed him, as a later generation Si Li Xiao Wei and a practitioner of the Heavenly Master's swordsmanship, he naturally had to accept the challenge.

He held the broken sword in his left hand and the long sword in his right hand at an angle.

"Si Li Xiao Wei, Crouching Tiger Wei Yuan."

"By order, slay the demons!"

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