Pendulum: I'm a knife seller on credit, and I'm looking for Ah Cha to collect the debt.

Zhao Li was quite surprised to see such a black bear demon, and even a little bit stumped. Before Song Yuan could say anything, Zhao Li looked the black bear demon up and down in front of him, and curiously poked the black bear demon's shiny fur and asked: "Are you really the black bear demon who stole Tang Sanzang's cassock?"

"Yes." The Black Bear Demon didn't dare to act rashly in front of Song Yuan, even though he hated Zhao Li very much now.

I'm just a soul ferryman. Who do you really think you are?

How dare you treat him like this.

"What's wrong with this knife?" Song Yuan looked indifferent and calmly at the black bear demon in front of him.

The Black Bear Demon was almost crying: "I've already said that this knife has nothing to do with me. This knife was given to me by the Bodhisattva. What I said is all true. You are also talking about the knife man. You should know what kind of suffering those people who sold knives on credit went through in our Lingshan?"

"You seem quite proud of yourself?" Zhao Li was very picky.

The Black Bear Demon was so frightened that he banged his head against the ground. His big head was probably covered with bumps, and the sound made Zhao Li feel pain. The Black Bear Demon seemed to feel nothing: "It really has nothing to do with me."

"You are protecting the souls of all the black bear demons in this place, right? You know exactly what kind of pain the snail girl has suffered, so why do you still do this?" I didn't expect Song Yuan to jump so much in the topic, suddenly jumping from the origin of the knife to here.

The Black Bear Demon didn't react for a moment: "Snail Girl?"

Zhao Li found it funny watching from the side: "They all treat you as their patron saint. Don't tell me you don't know where this place is, do you?"

The Black Bear Demon finally came to his senses and looked around. His face turned grim. "This is indeed where I used to live. My descendants are here. I once told them that if the Snail Girl appears in their bloodline, the whole village should worship her."

"But your grandchildren didn't do that." Song Yuan said calmly, "They even let that snail girl die in the most humiliating way. You demons are quite good at playing tricks."

The Black Bear Demon, however, acted as if he had never known such a thing before: "Impossible! My descendants all listen to me. They will definitely treat the Snail Girl well and will never do anything to her."

Song Yuan spread his hands and said, "I have already explained the reason to you clearly. It is useless to quibble. Accept the punishment."

As he spoke, Song Yuan directly picked up the knife from the man who sold the knife on credit, and swung it down. The Black Bear Demon was startled. He didn't expect that Song Yuan was not here to negotiate at all, but just to inform him.

No matter how he refuted, no matter how he argued, the result was the same.

What Song Yuan heard was not his confession.

Seeing Song Yuan coming straight at him with the knife, the black bear was frightened and fled to the side. It was precisely because it struggled so hard that Song Yuan did not kill it with one blow, but only cut off one of the black bear's arms.

The black bear demon ran away while angrily saying, "Knife seller, I know you're powerful, but what does my business have to do with you?"

As he said this, he covered the wound on his chopped-off arm and knelt on the ground in pain.

However, Song Yuan did not give him any time to breathe. When he fell to his knees, Song Yuan chopped at him again.

The black bear demon was so scared that he fled immediately, but it was too late. One of his hind legs was chopped off by Song Yuan again, and the black bear demon screamed in pain.

Song Yuan had a smile on his face: "Don't move, it was originally just a matter of one knife, but you moved like this, and I chopped you into pieces. It seems like I am a cruel person who must cut you into pieces. If you don't move, you will feel happy and so will I."

However, the Black Bear Demon felt that Song Yuan's words were meant to mock him. Why would he need a butcher knife to kill someone as powerful as Song Yuan? Wouldn't it be easy to kill him?

The reason why Song Yuan said these words was simply to humiliate him.

"If you want to kill me, it would be so easy to kill me with one move. You are just humiliating me." The black bear demon wanted to endure it at first, but in the end he couldn't help it and started cursing.

Song Yuan touched his nose guiltily. Who was humiliating whom? His means of attack were really limited. If it weren't for the magic sword made by his ancestors, Song Yuan probably wouldn't be able to chop off even the black bear demon's claws.

This knife is very sharp, and you can tell at a glance that the person who held it was definitely an expert.

The temple was still relatively small, so the Black Bear Demon had to run to the square outside when he escaped.

However, in the square outside, many residual souls of the Black Bear Village slowly rose up. They stood on the outskirts of the square like puppets, watching their ancestors struggling in Song Yuan's hands with expressionless faces.

They wanted to help, but none of them could come forward.

They could only stand there and watch stupidly.

In the distance, Tianluo Girl, Xia Dongqing, and Feng Baobao, who had not yet entered, widened their eyes. Feng Baobao was especially excited when he saw Song Yuan chasing the Black Bear Demon around. "Boss, let me help you!"

"Awei Eighteen Styles!!!"

Feng Baobao roared, and a huge ball of Qi was knocked out by her, flying towards the black bear demon with great force.

In fact, if you have read the original novel, you will know that Feng Baobao's move does not have any great destructive power.

The biggest effect is to knock over cans and drive away mosquitoes.

But this move was so powerful, how could the Black Bear Demon know so many twists and turns? Seeing such a terrifying Qi ball, he thought it was extremely lethal, and hurriedly dodged, causing Song Yuan to chop off another leg.

This time the Black Bear Demon has no way of escaping.

He lay on the ground, looking at Song Yuan with horror, and threatened: "Song Yuan, I am a monster who participated in the Journey to the West! I am no longer an ordinary monster. I am a god. You are just a knife seller on credit. How dare you kill a god?"

"Oh my god, this Eighteen Styles is really powerful," Zhao Li, who was following from a distance, couldn't help but sigh and heard the threat from the black bear demon.

His face was expressionless. The knife seller was just that awesome. Forget about killing gods, what could this guy not do?

Song Yuan gestured with his knife at the black bear demon, this time aiming for its neck. His expression was indifferent, even a little cold. "What if I insist on killing the gods? Can you stop me?"

The old black bear demon was really scared this time. Song Yuan was definitely a ruthless man. He didn't care whether the other party had been to the Journey to the West or was a god. He would really take action.