Immortal Martial Venerable

There is no doubt that Ren Wuming received a heavy blow, and the seven meteors also destroyed the sword light, and was broken six times. Only one sword light was not broken, because it was the flying sword light of a real sword weapon.

The dim light of the sword was recalled by Ren Wuming, and with a clang, it sank into the scabbard behind him. At this time, his face was pale, and he looked at the white tiger in front of him that was looking up and roaring in disbelief.

It's a pity that he is only one step away from the realm of escape, and he can't completely integrate the human sword. Otherwise, he can display an incomparable sword formation, and even if the tiger fight is fierce, he can defeat it.

"Boom!" The peerless white tiger soared into the sky, and the lake under his feet burst suddenly, and the vast and unparalleled power burst out, arousing water spray in the sky, and the whole small lake trembled violently.

This tiger battle definitely has terrifying strength beyond the realm of awakening me.

The tragic breath surged out in all directions, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the tall figure leaping into the air.

Tiger Fight, among the Southern Wilderness Clan, a stunning young powerhouse, at this moment, turned into a white tiger, pounced from the air towards Ren Wuming, showing a mighty overbearing power.

Ren Wuming knew it was difficult to contend, and people flew back on the lake like a phantom, leaving behind afterimages in the air that hadn't had time to dissipate.

"Boom!", the tall figure swept down, the tiger rushed to eat, and where Wuming had stood before, it shattered in an instant, the water column rushed to the sky, the whole small lake shook a few times, and the big waves slapped on the lake's pavilions Above, the pavilion and the Baiyu Bridge were rolled flying and collapsed.

The appearance of the white tiger on Hu Zhan's body seemed to be transformed into substance, and the tiger stripes showed a bright light, and the tiger swept all over the world, and it was unreasonable.

This is a sign that the trace of white tiger blood in Hu Zhan is beginning to awaken. The bloodline of the Southern Wild White Tiger clan is said to be the great power inherited from ancient times, the White Tiger Saint King. The people of this tribe call themselves the descendants of the white tiger, and their totem is the white tiger.

After a miss, Hu Zhan turned around fiercely, and the thick and powerful tiger tail slammed out, and the entire tail glowed with a bright white light, like a magic whip, and swept at Ren Wuming.

The white light shot out from the tiger's tail was several meters long, and it slashed across the void sharply, making a scalp tingling scream, with a powerful momentum.

"Bang!" Ren Wuming was swept by the tiger's tail, and flew out, vomiting blood in his mouth. The first person among the young generation of the Guangchengxian faction was defeated and lost to the Southern Wild White Tiger Clan. The young and powerful, Hu Zhan's men.

"Big brother!" Several exclaims came from a distance.

"Roar!", there was a tiger roar, and the sound shook the sky, and then a wild and unmatched force burst out. The white tiger that emerged from the tiger war broke out with a white glow, and the tiger's claws flew backwards. Among them, Ren Wuming grabbed it.

The huge beast claw, like a broken void, caught up with Ren Wuming in an instant.

Seeing that he was about to be grasped by the white glowing tiger paw, Ren Wuming suddenly felt a powerful surge of sword energy behind him.

When it was said that it was too late, then, a dazzling sword light rubbed Ren Wuming's body and shot forward from behind him, facing the terrifying tiger paw that was pursuing him.

"Boom!" The sword light directly slashed the tiger's claws, but the sword light was also blown out.

"Huh!", "Huh!"

Ren Wuming's figure flickered, and a white figure rushed forward from his side. The sword light that had been collapsed by Fei was recalled by the man with a wave of his hand, and rushed towards the tiger with one sword.

"Big brother!" A clear voice rang in his ears, and Ren Wuming was supported by one person and quickly glided across the lake. In an instant, the two set foot on the land on the shore.

"Little Junior Sister, you can tell Junior Brother Yunhe to retreat. He is not Huzha's opponent." Ren Wuming said anxiously to Li Mengyao beside him. In anxiousness, he almost vomited another mouthful of blood, and his face surged. There was a flush.

The Tao of the Sword Immortal of the Guangcheng Xian School is a sword in his life, practicing the sword element inside and repairing the sword weapon outside, using the sword element in the body to temper the sword weapon day and night, making the sword weapon psychic, and the human sword unified.

Ren Wuming's flying sword is closely related to him, and his energy is connected. That tiger battle broke Ren Wuming's flying sword technique. The tyrannical power did not directly hit Ren Wuming's body, but it also caused Ren Wuming to receive a huge impact.

Ren Wuming wanted Li Mengyao to call Liu Yunhe down, but it was too late at this time. When Li Mengyao helped the crumbling Ren Wuming back to the shore, the lake was already divided.

The power of the White Tiger was not something that Liu Yunhe could bear. After a few rounds, his flying sword was grabbed by Tiger Fight, and the man was also hit by Tiger Fight to vomit blood and fly back.

"Huh! Guangcheng Immortal faction, Lang got a false name." Hu Zhan held Liu Yunhe's flying sword in one hand, and stood in the lake with his head up, his white hair flying. The ferocious white tiger that appeared on his body has disappeared from him. , However, the extreme brutal power did not disappear.

Ren Wuming heard the words, "Wow!" With a sigh of anger, blood spurted out, his face turned pale as paper, and his body trembled slightly.

Hu Zhan ignored the sharpness of the flying sword, and directly grasped Liu Yunhe's flying sword. With the sharpness of the flying sword that the hair was broken and the iron was cut like mud, it was shocking that he could not cut his palm.

The flying sword in Hu Zhan's hand, like a spirit snake, struggled in his hand, trying to fly into the sky, but he was firmly grasped in his hand.

Li Lingfeng, Lin Xuan and others were shocked when they saw that Ren Wuming was defeated. You know, that Ren Wuming's cultivation base is only half a catty with him. He was defeated, then...

The tiger warlord threw the flying sword in his hand at Liu Yunhe. The disciples of the Guangchengxian faction have always kept their swords and their bodies inseparable from the sword. Although this tiger war is five big and three thick, it also has a delicate side.

If Liu Yunhe's flying sword is really robbed and not returned, then the White Tiger Clan will really have a grudge with the Guangchengxian faction. In fact, Tiger Battle still has some scruples.

Liu Yunhe hurriedly squeezed the sword tactics and put the flying sword into the sheath.

"Let's go together!" Hu Zhan's eyes gleaming endless fierce light swept across Li Lingfeng and Lin Xuan, with a trace of contempt on their faces and a madness.

"He wants to challenge both of us at the same time?"

Li Lingfeng and Lin Xuan looked at each other, and their hearts were shocked. The three avenues are linked together, and their nameless defeat has made them shameless. If they lose again in the tiger battle, the reputation of the three avenues will also be damaged.

The outstanding descendants of the younger generation of Sandaomen lost to the young talents of the Southern Wilderness, which was absolutely unacceptable to Li Lingfeng and others.

"Junior Brother Ziyu, go and invite Gu Fei!" Li Lingfeng whispered towards Zi Yu who was beside him, then stepped forward and walked towards Hu Zhan.

Zi Yu flew on the shore immediately and left quickly. The number one master among the younger generation of Taixuan Sect is Gu Fei!

When Lin Xuan saw Li Lingfeng step forward, his body moved along with him. He was about to step forward and fight the tiger battle with Li Lingfeng. After all, they couldn't afford to lose now.

But at this moment, Lin Xuan only felt that the figure in front of him flashed, and a short figure stood in front of him.