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Chapter 458: Marshal White Tiger

Feeling the breath of the person chasing behind him, Zhou Cheng's heart sank. It was not Taiyi Jinxian, but actually the sub-saint.

A super immortal is an immortal, and a super immortal can be called a saint. Even the sect leader of the holy lands of the prehistoric continent is only in the sub-saint realm. Even if he and Liu Xiaofei make a big wave, they will never be able to beat him.

"Run quickly!" Zhou Cheng pressed Liu Xiaofei's back with a palm, then spit out his internal strength, and retreated faster. He rushed towards Juye without daring to look back.

In the spiritual consciousness, there was already a darkness behind it, with the vast demonic energy covering the sky and the sun. The whole sky seemed to be pressing down by a huge black brick. The terrifying aura was like a biting cold wind, constantly impacting Zhou Cheng's body, as if countless blades were constantly cutting, and it was extremely painful.

I thought this was already near the edge of the abyss, and it was an exception to have Taiyi Golden Immortal, but I didn't expect that there was still a sage saint. I don't know why they came here, but in the end, they were all unlucky.

"Where to go, stay for me!"

As soon as I rushed to the mountains, I heard a angrily shout, but no one was seen. I saw dark clouds gathering into two fingers, emitting two black lights, and pointed towards the front, one came to Zhou Cheng, and the other was chasing Liu Xiaofei.

The black light condensed like a substance, swept across the ground, and the breath broke out a huge gap in the entire earth.

The speed is faster and hard to describe. Zhou Cheng could not think too much, and immediately sacrificed the Daoyan sword to Liu Xiaofei to resist the black light behind him. He activated the clone technique and kept facing him and blocking directly in front.

With a "bang", the Daoyan sword was hit by the black light. It flew far away, but successfully blocked the black light.

Zhou Cheng himself was not so lucky. The black light easily turned many clones into bubbles like a bamboo shoot, leaving no one left.

There was no choice but to resist. Zhou Cheng shouted loudly, urging the magical power of the world to transform the true energy into witch power, making himself like cast by fine steel.

"Boom", the black light hit Zhou Cheng directly, but saw flesh and blood flying across, Zhou Cheng's arms were broken, and a big hole was broken in his chest, and his whole body flew towards the direction of Juye like an arrow from the string.

"Quan!" Liu Xiaofei exclaimed, but he didn't dare to come over.

Although he is good at abilities, he knows that he is inferior to Zhou Cheng. He is afraid that he will not be able to do anything and can only be buried with him.

It turned into a meteor, crossed the mountains and flew out hundreds of kilometers before it fell down, and rushed out of a long deep ditch directly on the ground, and finally stopped.

"ah!"

The body was broken. Zhou Cheng couldn't help but moan and scream, and his spiritual consciousness was even more likely to strike and fall into a coma, and the situation was critical.

He is worthy of being a sub-saint, and his strength is absolutely incomparable. Just a casual finger can beat himself to defend himself like this.

The Killing Wood Fengchun technique has begun to operate by itself, but the remaining power of the black light finger is still crazily destroying Zhou Cheng's body. There is no obvious improvement at all for a while.

"Come out, come out quickly!" I kept silent in my heart. After no results, I even shouted out directly.

I have no choice but to fight. I can only hope for something dark behind my back to see if he can come out to save his life.

But how can I let this thing take action? Zhou Cheng has no idea. Although he only appears in danger every time, he doesn't take action every time he is in danger.

After calling out loudly many times, he still had no response. A figure flew out from the dark clouds. His appearance was extremely ugly, and he was the sub-saint of the Demon Sect.

Such a terrifying monk was definitely not something he could resist. Liu Xiaofei instinctively wanted to slip away quickly, but in the end he stayed because of some strange idea.

He activated his body technique and rushed over quickly, landed beside Zhou Cheng, pressed it on Zhou Cheng's back and began to enter the true energy.

But Zhou Cheng's body was running the five elements true qi, and his true qi could not enter at all. No matter how he did it, it seemed as if he rushed to a wall without any gaps, and returned without success.

Liu Xiaofei had no choice but to give up and asked anxiously: "How is it, Qu Zi, how are you?"

Zhou Cheng's mind has begun to become a little blurred and he is about to fall into a coma.

The situation was critical, and Liu Xiaofei didn't care whether it was useful or not. He held Sun Jiuyang with one hand and picked Zhou Chengju with the other.

Seeing Liu Xiaofei's actions, Yasheng laughed: "I still want to escape, why bother to ask for trouble? Isn't it easy to stay and die obediently?"

As he spoke, several demonic energy rushed out, and then came first, blocking Liu Xiaofei's way, tightly and tightly, without any chance.

"A few Daluo Jinxian can actually kill the Taiyi Jinxian of our clan. It's true that luck is great, but unfortunately it's useless after all. I won't give you any chance."

Although they don’t know how these three people killed their own tribe members, they still have the residual aura left by their own tribe members after using the secret technique, so they must be correct.

This place has entered the giant wilderness, but it will change later. It will be a long night and dreams, so I will kill you directly.

Immediately, my palm was slapped out, and the demonic energy gushed, turning into a palm print covering the sky and pressing down on the three of them.

Not to mention that the retreat was blocked, even if it was a smooth road, Liu Xiaofei could not escape this palm.

The black giant palm came with great force and speed. Liu Xiaofei had already seen the shadow of death and had nowhere to escape.

At the moment of life and death, a sword light suddenly came from a distance and slashed directly on the giant palm.

I saw the giant palm shattering with a bang, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"Who gives you the courage to use force in the Juye Realm!"

A powerful voice sounded, with a steady tone, but it felt like people were afraid to resist.

As soon as the voice fell, a figure walked over in the void. It turned out to be a tiger man in a half-human and half-demon state.

Unlike ordinary tiger tribes, the tiger tribe is all white, like white jade, with wings on the back, one condenses like a strong wind, and the other flashes lightning.

The White Tiger Man's aura is restrained, making people unable to feel his strength, but the momentum gives people a lingering sense of fear.

Zhou Cheng and the other two were fine, but they were just surprised, but the Asian Saint was so scared that they took several steps and exclaimed: "Master White Tiger!"

Marshal White Tiger, if you can get this famous name, there is only one person in the world, which is the immortal king Baihu in the giant wilderness.

Among the rising stars, there is a saying of the Four Sons of the Great Destiny, and among the predecessors who have become famous all over the world, there is a saying of the Four Sons of the Great Destiny, Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise.

All four are rare strong people in the Immortal King realm. Although the White Tiger is the youngest among the four, no one dares to underestimate this person.

Back then, the Qilin Emperor could not support himself, and the living space of the beast-like demon clan was compressed on a large scale. It was this person who suddenly emerged that allowed the beast-like demon clan to regain its might and thus have today's giant wilderness.

This person has mastered his own mysterious skills and has a pair of wind and thunder on his back, which is truly like a tiger. Not to mention a sub-saint, even if the Immortal King comes, he will not dare to fight with him at will.
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