Fu Canglu

Chapter 501
The white tiger majesty's chest was pierced with a bloody hole by the long spear, half of the spear tip was inserted into the spear head, and the rest of the fine iron gun body was grasped and squeezed by her tiger claws, and it was shaken into several pieces and flew out. heavy snow.

The great general Wang Luo in front of him stood there blankly, and had already become a "blood man".

It's just that the Great Sage White Tiger didn't feel at ease in the slightest.

She watched the "blood man" in front of her explode with a bang, and what was splashed was not blood, but heavy snow.

The human race's nine ways of magic?

String control technique?

No it's not.

The Great Sage White Tiger narrowed his eyes, instead of pulling out the half of the gun head, he lowered his head, listening to the surrounding sounds with his snow-white ears.

The breath that overflows is somewhat like the secret technique of the Three Religions from long ago.

Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, she doesn't know this way, and she doesn't know which one of them.

When Wang Luo became famous in Xining Dao, he had always relied on spear skills. The three teaching techniques had been lost for a long time, and almost no one learned them no matter Qi Liang or Northern Wei.

The Great Sage White Tiger didn't see the figure of the great general Wang Luo who was supposed to appear. How could this man just disappear out of thin air?

The Great Sage White Tiger sighed.

This sigh was not because he did not kill Wang Luo.

It was on the soles of her feet, deep in the heavy snow, a piece of dead wood was slowly sprouting, breaking through the soil, and it was already entangled on her feet without a sound.

She has landed and gained world speed.

It's a pity that it was still left in the terracotta.

Yi Shaoran touched the ground with his toes, raised his arms and pointed out when he fell, the flames of Liutao burst out loudly, clearing the entire snowy path, and covering the entire body of the White Tiger Great Sage. Three feet circle, nailed to death.

The white tiger stomped slightly, and the dead wood on the soles of his feet collapsed immediately, and the sawdust ignited the fire. A pale figure rushed out of the fire circle of Liutao, groaned, and ran on the big snowfield carrying the fire of Liutao's sword energy.

She suddenly rushed towards the direction of the little highness, but stopped abruptly in the next moment.

The great general in Tsing Yi was actually three points faster than her, and stopped in front of the Great Sage White Tiger.

And what made her stop was not this human cultivator who didn't cultivate his physique. If he really bumped into each other head-on, he would be torn apart by his hands in at most three rounds.

It was the sword in front of him.

He is a swordsman.

The sword he cultivates is all his wealth and life.

Liu Tao was suspended in the air, aiming at the Great Sage White Tiger.

Not a handle.

It was thousands of handles, densely packed, swarming together, heavy as a mountain on the head of the Tsing Yi Great Sage, and the snow surged violently, and in the next moment, it was like a big avalanche, mixed with vitality and flames, and smashed towards the White Tiger Great Sage.

The Great Sage White Tiger let out a long and miserable howl, and continued to step forward, protecting his mask with one hand, rushing into the tide of sword energy, and countless phantoms of the Six Secret Teachings pierced into her body.

Once in the snow and fog forest in Beiyuan, the great general in Tsing Yi used this sword move to face Yan Xiaoqi.

At that time, His Royal Highness Sen Luodao was full of murderous intent, and wanted to get close to Yi Shaoran and tear the number one general of Qiliang with his hands, but the stronger the murderous intent, the more he was pierced into the bone marrow by the blazing sword energy, six After Tao entered the bone, he was no longer a phantom, but solidified into a solid body.

To the bone.

The same is true of the White Tiger Great Sage.

She just brushed her face with one hand, covering it slightly, and the rest of her body did not resist, and rushed straight into the sword wave, in order to get close to the great general in Tsing Yi, she knew that she had little time left, if she was caught by Yi Shaoran Hold on, when the dragon finch comes, it will be really difficult to take Yi Xiao away from Chitu.

The second howl

The White Tiger's forward momentum never stopped, but just the moment he rushed into the sword wave, his whole body was stained red with blood, and the dense sword energy pierced her face without leaving any gaps, piercing the tiger's chest With the physique of a great king kong, the body of the sword pierces the flesh three-points, and the tip of the sword pierces the bone three-points. After condensing into a solid body, the sword qi criss-crosses and collides, clanging, and the sound is ear-piercing.

Yi Shaoran's face was solemn, he clenched Liutao's main body with both hands, his feet kept moving back, roots took root on the soles of his feet, and he swept back with the heavy snow.

His gaze remained in front of the extremely fast White Tiger Great Sage.

Through countless sword shadows, he could clearly see the mask that turned pale and crimson.

Behind that mask, there seemed to be a pair of extremely cruel eyes, staring at him closely.

Yi Shaoran's lips twitched slightly, and Liu Tao's sword intent flourished.

This place is different from Tangjiabao in the Snow Fog Forest. There are not a thousand ordinary lives behind him, nor is there a demarcated circle.

He kept drifting back and forth, stabbing into the tiger's body with his sword energy, and he only needed to exhaust her energy and energy to make this big monster of the Western Regions obediently fall down.

This tiger has used a lot of means, and now it is exhausted, trying to get close to him, if he carelessly underestimates the enemy, and she sticks him within three feet, it will be a tragic scene.

The great master in Tsing Yi kept his long hair on his sideburns fluttering with the vibration of his energy, and his aura continued to rise and rise again, in order to deal with the opponent's rising murderous aura and offensive!

The tiger's murderous aura was reckless, and it swept forward ten feet in great strides.

So Yi Shao then swept ten feet away.

Then his pupils shrank suddenly, and he realized something.

He made a huge mistake.

After resisting the dense sword energy and advancing ten feet with difficulty, the tiger did not continue to advance against the tide of swords.

Not far from her toes, there is an unconscious figure in lotus clothes.

The toe of the Great Sage White Tiger trembled slightly, shaking the heavy snow continuously, and this ingenious power was transmitted to the little highness, and then she slightly hooked it with one hand.

Yi Shaoran hastily withdrew his sword.

The Great Sage White Tiger shook his body, and countless sword weapons inserted into his body shot out, sword qi fighting bulls, but the bright red in the white clothes was suppressed by her forcefully, and it was as white as ever, and the incisions in the skin were tightly squeezed. He stayed still, not even a trace of blood leaked out.

Dressed in white, with a blood-red mask.

The big sleeves of her white clothes wrapped around the body of the little highness, and the strong wind at the bottom of her feet swept the two of them flying together.

Yi Shaoran moved forward suddenly, trying to stop the great sage of the Western Regions, a bolt from the blue suddenly flashed in his mind.

The tiger threw His Highness out again, freeing up both hands.

Back to the carbine.

Without hesitation, she slammed into the great general in Tsing Yi beside her, and slapped Yi Shaoran's Tian Ling Gai with both hands in a killing motion.

Abandon the son and fight back.

The Great God in Tsing Yi let out a muffled snort, and forcibly suppressed his forward momentum at the cost of Liu Tao's insertion into the snowfield.

The white tiger let out a third roar from its chest, almost with all its strength.

Turning around again, he picked up the little highness's body with incredible tenacity, and ran towards the distant Chitu.

Missing an inch is a thousand miles wrong.

Yi Shaoran took Liu Tao away, with an ugly expression on his face, looking at the big empty snowfield in the distance.

The tiger activated the secret technique of pressing the bottom of the box by the great monster of the Western Regions. It probably used all the blood in his body, and he was hit by so many sword qi from the Six Secret Towers.

Her killing power is not strong, but she is extremely smart.

Not like a warrior, but like a wise man.

Now that the tiger is coming out of the mountain, I didn't stop it, I'm afraid

With a long cry of a dragon sparrow, Wei Lingshan landed beside the great general in Tsing Yi, his gaze was just a glance, he didn't say a word, he didn't stop for a moment, his toes exerted strength, and the huge wings pierced the sky, and continued to rush towards the big snowfield in the distance .

After half a column of incense.

Wei Lingshan left and returned.

The princess's face was pale, and there was deep tiredness in his eyes.

She didn't say a word, just stared at Yi Shaoran.

The lips of the great general in Tsing Yi trembled a little.

He lowered his head and covered his bloody lips, his voice hoarse.

"I, I couldn't stop that tiger."

(End of this chapter)