"Ji Hengyong! Withdraw! Withdraw!" Chang Wuhui didn't have the slightest intention to fight in his heart, and anxiously called for Ji Hengyong to withdraw quickly. The horror in his heart could not be greater. Tong Yan actually tortured and killed his uncle Ling Feng? If it hadn't happened right in front of him, just now, he would never have believed it!
Ji Hengyong wanted to retreat, but he couldn't retreat now. The white tiger attacked ferociously, and its savage offensive was like one big wave after another, almost drowning him.
"Damn you bastard!" Chang Wuhui wanted to retreat, but he rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth, and attacked Tong Yan with the golden knife. "Tong Yan, when I am arrogant, you don't know where to feed me! You are worthy of being crazy about me!"
"Master Tong, I am crazy! I will make you mad!"
"Look at the knife! Do you dare to take it?" Chang Wuhui suddenly turned around halfway and slashed at Qin Ming, who was in retreat not far away. The golden light surged like an angry river tide, sweeping across the ruins. A dragon roared on the battlefield, and the golden light rolled violently, turning into a golden dragon and rising into the sky.
Tong Yan was about to kill Chang Wuhui, the purple flames behind him were surging, and a powerful beast spirit was gestating inside. However, the world-destroying Tianlong Sword is about to take shape and fall from the sky to kill Qin Ming. Even if he could kill Chang Wuhui, Qin Ming would still be disabled if he didn't die, but if he rushed to the rescue, he himself would have to resist the Tianlong Sword.
Tong Yan's face was ferocious. Without even thinking, the purple flame wings vibrated violently, setting off a strong wind and heat wave. His whole body flipped into the air, drew a large arc, and landed fifty years in front of Qin Ming at the fastest speed. meters away. Almost at the same time, the golden dragon soared into the sky, coiled around the giant sword, and descended from the sky with the power of collapsing mountains.
"Wow..." Tong Yan's long hair danced wildly, roaring into the sky, and the torrential purple flames erupted like a volcano, causing the earth to roar. In a moment of fright, in a dangerous situation of life and death, there was no time to unleash his martial arts, so he could only resist forcefully.
"Boom!!" The world-destroying Tianlong sword slashed down with sharp and violent force, and there was a fierce sound of mountains collapsing and rivers reversing. In an instant, it split open a wave of purple flames, drowned Tong Yan, and shocked the crowd in the distance to lose their voices. , eyes widened.
The bright golden light turned the ruins into a golden lake tide, and the ground shook violently.
"Tong Yan!" Tong Dai and others screamed, their hearts almost rising to their throats.
"No!!" Tong Xin had just arrived and was so shocked by this cruel scene that she almost fainted.
"The soul is calling! This young master is not dead yet!" Tong Yan roared, waving his gorgeous purple flame wings, rushing out of the golden light, and carrying the purple flame spear to kill Chang Wuhui. The madness is still there and the fighting spirit is overwhelming. However, Tong Yan's clothes are in tatters and dripping with blood. A hideous wound has expanded from his left shoulder to his left leg. The white bones and internal organs are clearly visible. He is almost split in half. His left His arms were shaking and his left leg was hanging down, which was shocking.
The Tianlong Sword struck a shocking blow and almost killed him.
"Fight with me, you're a little too young." Chang Wuhui snorted coldly, soaring into the sky on a golden wave, carrying a golden knife, and faced Tong Yan.
"Damn it, what should I do?" Fang Muge wanted to kill himself, but at the eighth level he was unable to intervene, and it might even drag Tong Yan down.
Feng Xiaoyao nodded secretly. He didn't like Tong Yan's personality very much, but he admired Tong Yan's energy! He winked at Xiao Jiu in the distance and looked for an opportunity to kill!
Xiao Jiu raised her beautiful eyebrows, her eyes slowly regained some of their energy as if in a fugue, and she stared at Chang Wuhui in the midst of a fierce battle. Her white and delicate little hands slowly tightened the two-meter-long mace.
The white tiger roared angrily, spewing out a vast expanse of murderous aura, and pushed back Ji Hengyong for the seventeenth time. Three war spears emerged from behind, shining silver and covered with ancient and complex lines. The murderous aura soaring into the sky burst out, shining brightly. The war spear soared into the sky, swelling several times in the moment it was formed. Its roots had the power of the sky, as if they were forged from tiger bones. They were thick and cold, and surged with a terrifying momentum.
As soon as the war spear came out, it immediately attracted everyone's attention. The war spear burst into intense light, standing like three pillars in the moonlit night, impacting everyone's vision.
Xiao Huang and the others watched solemnly. The scene on Tongren Island was still fresh in their memory. The White Tiger's war spear came out and killed the Red Flame Suzaku alive.
"Roar!" The white tiger roared and rushed forward. The three war spears reversed their edges and locked onto Ji Hengyong. They lined up around the white tiger and followed him towards Ji Hengyong. The ferocious aura and the bloody power of killing filled the world and made countless strong men tremble. Could this be the true inheritance of the White Tiger? Otherwise, how could it be so powerful
Ji Hengyong's face was solemn, but he was not very afraid. It was a moonlit night with a bright moon in the sky and endless moonlight. For the Moon Worshipers, it was the most suitable time to fight. Their combat effectiveness would be at least 30% higher than usual. He was clothed in moonlight, with a full moon under his feet. The moonlight around him was boundless, not only covering him, but also submerging the mountains and forests behind him and the crowds of people watching the battle.
The white tiger came, and the three war spears seemed to rush out of hell, surging with the aura of catastrophe, and the killing power was terrifying.
"You evil beast, suffer death!!" Ji Hengyong roared, and a huge hand suddenly rushed out from the depths of the moonlight, like a white mountain pushing out. It was so huge that it instantly made everyone feel insignificant. Pushing his palms flat, he suddenly squeezed them together, and actually grabbed the white tiger. He closed them with force, as if the whole world was rushing past.
"So strong!"
"The momentum of this attack is almost close to that of a holy warrior."
"The moon worshipers under the moonlight night are the most terrifying."
"The White Tiger is in danger."
There were screams in the mountains. Not many people thought about snatching the treasure anymore. Qin Ming's strength, Tong Yan's ferocity, and the white tiger's ferocity all made them deeply afraid. At this moment, Ji Hengyong's killing Once the move was made, people once again felt the gap between themselves and these talented people.
He closed his palms and held the white tiger. Astonishing energy fluctuations erupted inside. The moonlight was bright, illuminating the vast mountains, almost brighter than the bright moon.
Ji Hengyong was solemn and solemn, like a general under the moon. He controlled the surrounding moonlight and continuously hit his palms. The energy poured in continuously, turning it into a death battlefield, trying to refine the white tiger alive.
Even if you are a half-blood white tiger, what can you do
My bloodline from the Moon Worshiping Clan is no worse than that of your Demon Clan Supreme!
At this moment, the fierce battle in the distance suddenly changed.
Purple flames were like a tide, and golden light was like a river. As Tong Yan and Chang Wuhui fought fiercely, they kept colliding. The area flickered with strong light, and the killing force was shocking. Pieces of gravel were shattered, and the already fragmented earth was shattered. It was so unbearable that a deep pit of hundreds of meters was formed.
"Let's see how long you can hold on!" Chang Wuhui slashed out with heavy sword light, like a curtain of death, covering Tong Yan, constantly destroying Tong Yan's offensive. He was so angry that he was going to use all his strength. Why couldn't he kill Tong Yan? He was one of the top eight in the Shenglong Ranking back then, and he has been promoted to the Ninth Heaven for a long time. He should be stronger than Tong Yan. But Tong Yan only used the right half of his body to resist his attack tenaciously.
"Hold on until you die!" Two rays of purple light erupted from Tong Yan's eyes, piercing through the golden light and hitting Chang Wuhui. The strong light was like a sharp arrow from a bow, shooting out, surging with terrifying heat.
Chang Wuhui's shot was like lightning, and he blocked it with his sword. With a loud bang, he retreated more than ten steps, but he blocked it forcefully. He sneered ferociously, does his skill stop here? With a loud roar, golden waves surged all over his body, like a golden frenzy, sweeping him up and about to fly into the air and rush towards Tong Yan.
However, at the moment when he was flying forcefully, a petite figure suddenly appeared behind him. The angle, position, and attack speed all seemed to have been practiced countless times, completely avoiding Chang Wuhui's thoughts. . Xiao Jiu was as graceful as a giant, without making any sound. The mace in his hand suddenly turned around and hit Chang Wuhui's head.
Jin Guanghao was surrounded by Chang Wuhui. He had just cast his 'Golden Cyclone' and all his attention was on Tong Yan. He really didn't pay attention and didn't expect the danger. As a result... the ferocious smile was still frozen on his face. My head cracked! The strong golden light swept Chang Wuhui's headless corpse into the sky, flew dozens of meters away, and fell down helplessly.
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