The white tiger's claws slammed into Ling Dao's chest, and its huge head was less than three inches away from Ling Dao. Originally, Bai Hu thought he could crush Ling Dao's chest in one blow, and even possibly hollow out Ling Dao's body.
But what confused Bai Hu was that Ling Dao's physical strength was not weaker than him at all. His claws slapped Ling Dao's chest, which indeed shattered the clothes on Ling Dao's chest, but only left white marks on Ling Dao's chest, without even a trace of blood.
"cut!"
At this moment, Ling Dao raised Xiaoyao Sword high and slashed at Bai Hu's head. If it is a low-grade sword, even if it is chopped on Bai Hu's head, it may not have any effect. However, facing Xiaoyao Sword, Bai Hu was also extremely scared.
Originally, he wanted to bite Ling Dao's arm, but when he saw Xiaoyao Sword slashing him, Bai Hu had only one thought, and that was to dodge quickly. Unfortunately, Ling Dao's sword was so fast that Bai Hu had no time to dodge and could only resist.
"It's the origin of killing!"
What made Ling Dao raise his eyebrows was that he didn't expect that this white tiger had mastered the origin of killing, and it was 100%. The killing power is inherently tyrannical, and since White Tiger uses it at critical moments, he naturally has no reservations and pours out 100% of the killing power.
In front of the white tiger, an extremely fierce tiger head condensed, exuding a powerful aura. Even Ling Dao felt extremely small in front of this kind of aura. Fortunately, it was just a shadow. This tiger head must have belonged to the holy beast White Tiger.
The real holy beast White Tiger is a more powerful existence than Ling Dao in his previous life. The white tiger in front of him has a trace of the blood of the holy beast. It is understandable that such a tiger head is condensed with 100% of the killing power. This method is already Bai Hu's trump card.
The Xiaoyao Sword contained 20% of the original power of thunder, and it struck the tiger's head fiercely. Ling Dao gritted his teeth, activated all the energy in his body, and unleashed the Thunder Shadowless Sword, which was naturally powerful. At the same time, he even displayed his sword's origin, otherwise he would not be able to deal with this tiger head.
"What's going on? My sword is trembling?"
"Mine too, what happened?"
"There seems to be an inexplicable force that causes our sword to react like this!"
The Da Luo Dynasty was on the edge of the Eastern Sword Territory, so the warriors were naturally mainly swordsmen. Ling Dao used the sword's origin without reservation, and many warriors outside the White Tiger Palace were affected. Of course, there is no response to the sword of the Origin Realm warrior.
"Is it your highness?"
Anshan Taiping and Nan Xinghai looked at each other. When such a situation occurred in the field, they both thought of Ling Dao. When Ji Haokong and Murong Yong fought with Ling Dao, they would occasionally lose control of their swords. This was Ling Dao's ability.
The original power of the sword is invisible, but it is real. There were many sword cultivators outside the martial arts arena, and at this time, waves of original power were gathering towards the White Tiger Palace. The sword, which was already extremely powerful, was now even more frighteningly powerful.
Even the white tiger's eyes showed a look of fear, but it was soon replaced by a bloodthirsty light. The chains were broken one by one, and the white tiger was already murderous and wanted to swallow Ling Dao into his stomach.
Being provoked by weak humans has already made this white tiger angry. Now that it has the opportunity, it will naturally not let Ling Dao go. However, what happened next was a scene that horrified Bai Hu. The tiger's head, which was condensed from the origin of killing, was chopped into pieces by the Xiaoyao Sword.
"Ho~~"
The white tiger's roar has surpassed any previous one, and sound waves hit Ling Dao one after another. Stimulated by the previous stimulation, Bai Hu once again used 100% of his killing power and rushed towards Ling Dao. It was already a life and death fight.
"Eighteenth Prince, didn't you say before that if Ling Dao could sustain ten sections of incense, you would eat your sword? Now that the hundred section incense has burned for twenty sections, shouldn't you show off your sword swallowing? ?”
Outside the White Tiger Palace, the hundred knot incense had been burned to twenty knots, and General Ling Wu was even teasing the eighteenth prince. As General Ling Wu finished speaking, many people laughed. The Eighteenth Prince's bold words were spoken too early, and now he was really riding a tiger.
The eighteenth prince's face turned red, but unfortunately he couldn't quibble at all. Of course, what he said in front of everyone could not be denied. He never thought that Ling Dao could persist for twenty sessions of incense. With such a big movement in the White Tiger Palace, no one would suspect anything.
Especially at this time, the roar of the white tiger obviously contained endless anger. Even if they couldn't see what was going on inside the White Tiger Palace, they could still guess that an earth-shattering battle must have taken place inside. They really couldn't imagine why Ling Dao could fight like this with Bai Hu
"Have we been deceived all this time? Didn't you say that Prince Xiaoyao is a sick man? How could he make such a big fuss in the White Tiger Palace?"
"Previously, those warriors of the Yukong Realm could only hold on to five sections of incense for a longest time. His Highness, the Crown Prince, has been there for twenty sections of incense. Could it be said that His Highness is already a warrior of the Origin Realm?"
"A sixteen-year-old Origin Realm warrior has never appeared in our Daluo Dynasty. No matter how powerful His Royal Highness is, he cannot be in the Origin Realm, right?"
These comments made Luo Chen's eyes darken. Could it be that he really made a mistake back then? Not only is Ling Dao not a sick man, but he is also a martial arts wizard? Otherwise, how could he be so powerful at the age of sixteen
The commotion in the White Tiger Palace grew louder and louder, and General Ling Wu couldn't help but approach the White Tiger Palace. If the White Tiger Palace suddenly became quiet, I am afraid that he would rush into the White Tiger Palace immediately to avoid any danger to Ling Dao. Even if he resists the decree, General Ling Wu doesn't care.
"I didn't expect you to be able to sustain it for such a long time. It's a pity that you still have to die in the White Tiger Palace!"
Only Ye Bufan knew best why there was so much commotion in the White Tiger Palace. Even he might not have any upper hand against the white tiger who broke free from the chains. If it were Ling Dao, the sixteen-year-old boy, he would definitely die.
"You are so powerful at the age of sixteen, maybe I can help you!"
Su Qingyao has become very interested in Ling Dao. If he helps Ling Dao, there shouldn't be any problems. It would be impossible to let Ling Dao surpass him, but it would be best to surpass Ye Bufan, because Ye Bufan would always think that he was superior to others.
No one noticed that Su Qingyao's lips started to move. He once again used the previous secret technique to make the white tiger in the White Tiger Palace fall asleep. It’s just that this time the secret method is very short, it would be good to have thirty sessions of incense.
In the White Tiger Palace, Bai Hu, who was fighting with Ling Dao, suddenly stopped and fell asleep on the ground. Such a strange scene made Ling Dao confused. How much nerve does this white tiger have to be like this
"Destroy the eight wastelands!"
Although he was very confused, Ling Dao didn't think much about it. Naturally, he would not let go of such a great opportunity. Anyway, Bai Hu has fallen asleep, so he naturally has enough time to use Bahuang Destruction. All the true energy in the body rushed towards Xiaoyao Sword, 20% of the origin of thunder and 10% of the origin of the sword poured out without any reservation.
A ten-foot-long sword light was slashed along with Xiaoyao Sword. I am afraid only those who have actually fought with Ling Dao will understand how powerful Bahuang Killer is. The white tiger at the peak of the Origin Realm was beheaded by Ling Dao. His blood spattered into the sky and he died tragically on the spot.
Poor White Tiger could have fought with Ling Dao for a long time, but unfortunately, he fell into Su Qingyao's secret technique and was directly killed by Ling Dao with a sword. Ling Dao, who was at the peak of the Sky Control Realm, used the Eight Desolations to Kill, which was a fatal threat to the warriors at the peak of the Origin Realm.
"Is the White Tiger Palace quiet?"
"Is the war already over?"
"Is His Royal Highness going to be kicked out?"
After Su Qingyao used the secret technique, there was no movement in the White Tiger Palace. However, before they could make any move, there was another loud noise in the White Tiger Palace. Even outside the White Tiger Palace, the sound of blood splashing in the sky was heard.
"I didn't hear the white tiger's scream. Could it be that His Royal Highness was killed?"
"So far, no one has died. Nothing will happen to His Highness, right?"
Many people became worried, and General Ling Wu rushed towards the White Tiger Palace as quickly as possible. If Bai Hu dared to hurt Ling Dao, he would definitely cut Bai Hu into pieces. However, just as General Ling Wu soared into the air, the commander of the Imperial Guard stood in front of him.
"The martial arts arena is not a place where you can act wild!"
The commander of the Imperial Guard is also a warrior in the Mortal Realm, so naturally he will not be afraid of General Ling Wu. Unfortunately, the commander of the Imperial Guard underestimated General Ling Wu. He thought that these words would make General Ling Wu stop, but in fact, General Ling Wu punched him directly.
General Ling Wu was an orphan since he was a child. It was King Xiaoyao who raised him, and King Xiaoyao's family were all his relatives. Now that Ling Dao was in danger, General Ling Wu naturally ignored everything and directly attacked the commander of the Imperial Guard.
"Brother, I'm fine!"
Just when General Ling Wu was about to fight with the Imperial Guard Commander, Ling Dao finally walked out of the White Tiger Palace. After performing the Eight Wastelands Killing, he became extremely weak, his face was a little pale, and his body was stained with blood. He was actually covered in White Tiger's blood, but everyone thought it was Ling Dao's blood. In a battle with the White Tiger at the peak of his Origin Realm, it was normal to have such an injury.
"It's okay, it's okay. Although it's only thirty days of incense, first place doesn't matter!"
From the time Ling Dao entered the White Tiger Palace to now, it has only taken thirty festivals of incense. Not to mention compared to Su Qingyao, even compared to Ye Bufan, Luo Yongheng and others, they are not as good as celebrities. But compared to those warriors in the air control realm, they are still much stronger.
"How come you're not dead?"
Ye Bufan snorted coldly. Ling Dao came out alive, which was beyond his expectation. He originally thought that the white tiger that broke free from the chains could kill Ling Dao. Fortunately, Ling Dao was covered in blood, which made him extremely happy. If he knew that all the blood on Ling Dao's body belonged to the white tiger, would he be so angry that he vomited blood
"Trash is trash. I thought I was so powerful, but it turns out I can only hold on to thirty sections of incense. Tsk tsk, it didn't even last half of my time. It's really useless!"