Chang Xi stepped on the jade palace in Qionglou, and watched the snow-white tiger that had stomped his life and death sword energy and rushed towards him with a claw. His eyes were not wavering, and a phoenix cry that broke his eardrums suddenly sounded behind him. The wings of the phoenix phoenix with a hundred feet spread across Chang Xi, spreading its wings to sweep the wind, and the Fenghuangyan, which was so domineering that even Xuan Yuzhen had to deal with, instantly surged into a black meteor fire rain, blocking this space with the bitter sword energy.

The shadows of the tiger demons who were rushing with the Hu Pei Army ushered in a catastrophe. The demonized white tiger body of the Hu Pei Army could resist one or two, and its body was extremely rushing, and it made a bloody path in the sky with fire rain and sword energy. However, the other demon tigers did not have such strength or luck. Anyone who was touched by Huang Yan, who could burn everything, would be completely melted.

The black and white flame and sword energy raindrops in the sky were like a string of torn rosary beads. Tens of thousands of black beads and white beads fell from the jade plate. The white tiger transformed by the Hu Pei Army also had its momentum and reached its peak. The chaotic demonic power of the field condensed into a physical ladder under his feet that could not be entered. The tiger claws, as huge as millstone, pushed towards the sword energy and Huangyan that hit him head-on, passed by the black phoenix, and finally approached three feet in front of the young man in black robe who was still.

Among the demons watching the battle, a little fox with something tightly held his chest tightly saw the hideous tiger claws pounding towards Chang Xi's chest, and his hungry cheeks turned snow-white.

The Hu Pei Army had the ambition to get into battle, and knew that there was death but no life. The tiger claws with the tiger's swaggered out blood light like the setting sun in the evening. Wherever the tiger claws swung, the space was twisted, and then the heart-wrenching strands were torn apart.

Hu Peijun was too lazy to think about the sword moves, sword intent and sword energy that he had no idea how to start, and he had no time to care about the Yin Feng that made half of his fur turn into charcoal.

As long as you try your best to kill this young master of the Dragon Clan, everything will turn around!

He faced the increasingly murderous intent of protecting the sword energy, which was more and more murderous, and the sword energy was dense enough that he had no time to take care of it. Countless small wounds were torn out of his whole body, and blood was dripping. He urged the Nether Tiger Divine Skill of the White Tiger Royal Clan without reservation. The evil aura extracted and refined from the Nether Jade Crystal Cortex was as real as it was, and turned into purple-black armor attached to his whole body, causing his already huge body to surge again, which attracted the exclamation of the monsters in the audience.

He squeezed away the sword energy that was surrounding him like a hurricane and finally moved forward one foot.

He never felt it would be so difficult to kill someone.

Chang Xi, who was inspiring with the wind, looked at the tiger claws less than one meter away from his chest. The ups and downs of fierce auras could easily tear the space, but there was still no obvious ups and downs in his eyes. Instead, he felt a kind of scattered and boring that had already seen the ending settled.

The strength of the Saint Son of the White Tiger Clan is naturally unquestionable. The best proof of the Hu Pei Army's ability to grow up from the North who is full of murderous intent since childhood. In terms of fighting ability, Xuanwu Clan Xuan Yuzhen naturally has to be at the end. Although Xin Tong of the Feng Clan is not inferior to the White Tiger Clan in attack methods, most of the mysterious things are in Nirvana rebirth. Moreover, the experience of Hu Pei Army makes him proficient in clean and neat killing methods, which is obviously more threatening. If he meets Aokiji this time, the Dragon Clan may be destined to fall into a commander this time.

It’s a pity that there are countless causes and effects in the world, but there is no if.

"Get out." The words without tone of fluctuations fell into Hu Peijun's ears like thunder.

This move can easily obtain the White Tiger Claw, which was the head on Elder Jinmu's neck, is Hu Peijun's magical power. He roared in his heart. He felt that his claw was so close to the man's chest and could penetrate it in only one percent of his breath, but why is it as if time has stopped at this moment and cannot move forward?!

The Forbidden Sword Art, which once needed Chang Xi to accumulate momentum, is now free to pick up. Hu Peijun only felt a flash of fire in front of him. The next moment, a red cross slapped him hard on the face, not only interrupting his indomitable attack, but also shattered the purple-black demon armor covered on the tiger's head. Countless sword energy as hot as dragon breath penetrated into his head and turned the rivers and seas. He screamed in front of pain for the first time.

But before he could shout a second time, he shut up.

Because of the sudden red crosses falling on his face like a slap, it completely dispersed his Netherworld Tiger Decision. The white tiger with four legs in the sky was majestic at the last moment as if he wanted to pull the immortal to come down to earth, but the next moment he ended in such a miserable situation.

Chang Xi, who had no expression on his face, directly grasped the red cross of the Forbidden Sword Technique with his hand and slapped it hard on Hu Peijun's face. Although the power of the Fenji style may be slightly insufficient than that of the Shangqing Poyun style, he is good at using and urging methods. With his current kendo attainments, he can easily use it continuously.

Under such a terrifying combo, millions of kilograms of hidden power were hidden layer by layer. Fortunately, the Hu Pei Army is the saint son of the White Tiger Clan. If someone else had probably died directly, he would not have died again.

The white tiger with shattered armor fell heavily from the air like a rag bag. The flesh and blood in the deep inside was still pounding, and the twisted tiger head spit out a big pool of blood. The white tiger struggled to stand up, but fell down again and again until it could no longer stand up.

The Qilian Mountains here are quiet and can be heard by the needles falling.

The monsters who had great expectations for the competition between the four divine beast clans only felt a dizzy turn. They thought that the competition between this level and each other's face should at least be evenly matched, and they would have to fight for a long time. Who would have thought that the young master of the dragon clan could be so strong that he was so unreasonable that he was completely one-sided!

The branches of the White Tiger Clan and countless vassal groups were ashamed.

The Dragon Holding Candle and Tiger Xiaotian stood up at some point. Dragon Breath and Tiger Fighting in the air. It was obvious that the latter had just tried to interfere with the situation and was stopped by the Dragon Holding Candle in time.

The dragon holding a candle sneered, "Why? Can't afford to lose? Don't play if you can't afford to lose! The White Tiger Clan's clan leader has been quite adept at all, but your generation is so bad that it's so bad that it's so hard that it's so bad that it's all the face of your White Tiger Clan's ancestors!"

"Okay! OK! OK!" Competing against the arm wrestling from afar was not Hu Xiaotian's strength at all, and he was soon defeated. Other members of the White Tiger clan were humiliated by the old Shenlong in person, and they dared not speak out. They were not qualified and had no right to say anything.

Chang Xi fell back to the ring, hooked his fingers, and always removed the entire holy ring with a strong desire to suppress the sword formation. The seven flying swords flew back into the sleeve of the sword master like returning to the nest. Only Yuehong Sword was very dissatisfied and said that the entire battle did not give him a chance to show off in front of his younger brother. Fortunately, Xin Tong came to save the scene in time, handed a look at Chang Xi, touched the head of Yuehong Sword Spirit, and with the promise of the mistress, he comforted the naughty little guy.

Without the desperate suppression of the sword formation, the white tiger buried in the broken gravel was finally able to stand up because the demonic power was exhausted and he lost the power to fight again, but his eyes were still sinister and fierce when he looked at Chang Xi.

"If my two ladies were not here, and they wouldn't want them to see too much blood, otherwise you would be dead at this moment and your father would not be able to save you." Chang Xi ignored Hu Peijun's venomous gaze. Now he is qualified to look down on all living beings.

"Ba, ba, ba!" A lonely but firm applause sounded. When the demons looked at it, a young man with a sword on his face on the second floor of the palace was full of pride and took the lead in applause.

The other three people in Xianyang City also stood up and stood up straight and began to applaud. The black widow, the golden thunder eagle and the Yingjia Jade Sword Mantis also stood up at this moment to learn this kind of etiquette that belongs to the human race to the winners. More and more monsters followed suit, and applause swept across the entire holy ring and circular palace like a tide, and cheers rushed into the sky one after another.

In the Dragon Clan camp, Bai Xiaoshuang clapped the most. Her white and tender palms were already red and she didn't know that they were proud and happy for the young master.

The old woman who was in charge of the entire phoenix clan held her phoenix stick in her hand and nodded with satisfaction.

The hero was bathed in the light, and Chang Xi raised his hand to thank the demons as he was before. Just as he was about to walk off the ring, a thin little fox crossed the blockade of the holy ring and staggered towards him.

The little fox shouted shrillly with all the last bit of strength in her body.
Chapter completed!