The White Tiger is also a mysterious killer. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info different from the "amnesia" of the black crow who was rescued, he is a guy of unknown origin, and even the Immortal King does not know his origin, family, and surname.

"What are you doing here?" When the white tiger dragged the bloody corpse of the last guard of the Hades headquarters into the Hades temple and faced the Hades who sat at the top of the temple, the Hades asked with a smile, not only does he like to kill, but he also likes to watch other killers kill, and after he goes into hiding, he prefers to watch young killers kill, and then he secretly complains about the killer's clumsy skills. All of White Tiger's "works" are unbeautiful, bloody, and blurry in flesh and blood, but in the eyes of the Immortal Monarch, they are extremely beautiful - simple and rude, cutting off all hope of survival of the target, and the blood flows dry and the meridians are broken. The art of killer killing is to let the target die, die thoroughly, die so that he can no longer die, so that the divine doctor laments that he is powerless to return to heaven, and the hope of dying is the most beautiful.

"You are the most brutal and inhumane murder method I have seen in the past thirty years, be my apprentice, think about it?" Throwing the corpse on the ground, the white tiger had a cold face: "I'm not interested." The Hades laughed loudly, he took the White Tiger in the Hades, and the Seventeen Hades under the Hades Monarch, the White Tiger became the eighteenth Hades King and the only Hades King who was in the Realm of Thought.

White Tiger only wants to take tasks in the underworld to kill people to make a living, and according to his own words, he will do nothing but kill people. When I first heard the name of the black crow, the white tiger was killing people, and the huge battle axe boy carefully cut the target's protective armor, which was difficult to open, as if it was the sea marrow of the Ming Sea, and his heart trembled, so the hand holding the battle axe shook, and his fingers were cut by the fragments of the person's protective armor, and the blood flowed like a pour, and it hurt very much. The white tiger knew that at the same time that this name made him lose his mind, he was going to kill the crow, maybe it was providence, or maybe it was his own jealousy. He intended to enter the Kyushu Killer Sequence at the age of twenty-six, and the Black Crow was twenty-three years old, and entered the Kyushu Killer Sequence in the middle of the mortal womb. The Black Crow is the only mortal warrior in the top ten or even the top twenty of the sequence.

"I'm going to kill the crows. When the white tiger left, he didn't say anything, and returned the eighteenth Hades Decree that represented him to the Hades who were drinking. The Immortal Monarch didn't say anything, and shook his wine jug at the white tiger as a farewell, and the white tiger couldn't keep it, and he knew that the white tiger didn't want to refuse his intention to accept the apprentice. The lightly armed White Tiger left Zhongzhou and embarked on a journey to the territory of Wumeng.

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The orange sun rose from the sky, a majestic and long horn sounded, the silent Boyang City immediately boiled a moment ago, the horn was the alarm of the city gate guards, the nomadic tribe of the famine tide is coming, the ranger soldiers who woke up from the sweet dream screamed and kicked up the companions who did not want to wake up, brandished their weapons like locusts poured out of Boyang City, and the sleepy eyes were ushered in the same exhausted and long-suffering famine hungry people. When the first splashes of blood splashed on the petals of the miserable white bone flower, the people really woke up, and the sound of heavy breathing sounded, and the two crowds fought together like lions vying for territory.

Boyang City, Deputy City Lord's Mansion

Without regret, he pushed open the door and walked out of the room quietly, breathing in the faint smell of blood in the air, and ushered in Xue Yao.

"Little brother, the tide is here again, quickly help me go out of the city to kill the enemy!" Xue Yao looked at it seriously and did not regret it, the four guards around him were also murderous, ready to go out of the city to kill.

He looked at Xue Yao and said coldly: "Lord City Lord, I don't regret that I didn't come here to participate in the war between Boyang City and the nomadic tribes, but Lord City Lord can afford me, so I should serve myself." But...... Can you hand me the bloody knife to kill the enemy?, and the killing begins in the morning, and there is no weapon like my father's sharp weapon. ”

Xue Yao did not hesitate at all, and immediately turned around and took the blood crow from the hand of the sword-wielding guard and handed it to Wu Regret, in his opinion, Wu Regret at this time was completely a hot-blooded young man who was stimulated by him to want to serve the country, how could he have thought that after leaving the city without regrets, he just wanted to fight a bloody way out and leave?

"Xie City Lord!" saluted Xue Yao with a fist, and immediately rushed out of the city without regret, the tide of famine can be called "tide", it is enough to see the huge number of hungry people in the tribe, and it is not easy to kill them. With no regrets leaving, Xue Yao also cursed the damned tribal leader, and rushed to the city gate with his guards, he was the deputy city lord, and he couldn't be absent at such a critical juncture. No one paid attention to the other room, and when he and Xue Yao left, a touch of white quietly left, floating towards the city gate like a ghost, and the murderous aura was so strong that it was suffocating.

Two blood-colored flowers bloomed in the battlefield outside Boyang City, and the cyan storm and the dark golden frenzy were the death sentence of the Hades, and any hungry people who set foot in these two areas would be declared dead.

At the center of these two flowers are two young people, the same expressionless and the same murderous spirit. The City Lord of Boyang looked at these two excellent men with appreciation, he couldn't imagine that any of these two killing gods would make everyone tremble. Dala Blood Feather, Wumeng Black Crow, Zhongzhou Hades King, Hades White Tiger. Unrepentantly, wielding the blood raven aimlessly, slashing the hungry people who pounced on him, he only wanted to open up a bloody path for him to evacuate. The 1,329 Wind Soul Seals on the Blood Crow all disappeared, if nothing else, then 1,329 ultra-small bombs were planted in Xue Yao's body, as long as he withdrew from a long enough distance, then Xue Yao would die under the exploding Wind Soul Seal. At the same time, if he fails, no one will doubt him, no one in Boyang City knows that no regret is the innate wind spirit body of the wind spirit root, and he can find another opportunity. The White Tiger also wielded a battle axe aimlessly to slash the hungry people, his attention was on Wu Regret, and whenever he had the opportunity, he would approach Wu Regret and kill the black crow!

In the middle of the day, the blazing sun scorched the earth, the slowly flowing river of blood exuded a fishy sweetness, and the red-dyed white bone flowers swayed, screamed, and trembled, recording this madness again. Waves of hungry people poured up, brandishing their weapons to cut down or be cut down by the enemy, life for them is to be able to eat, and if they can't eat, then whether to live or die seems to be less important. Just as the original king Yinzhen said: It's all for the sake of livelihood, it's all for the sake of eating, why bother to fight and kill and not give you a way to live? The fact is so cruel, it's all for the sake of livelihood, it's all for the sake of eating, this thing is not so easy to do, many times in order to feed yourself, you have to cut off the way of life for many people, but people are not willing to be kind to others, so there is violence, so there is killing.

When the famine tide reached its peak, the city lord of Boyang shouted, and all the city defense forces poured out, this time after the starving people who were completely crazy were repulsed, there would be no more turmoil for at least three days. Xue Yao and his guards also threw themselves into the battlefield, their red eyes and heavy panting like bulls on fire. Therefore, no one found that the two young men who first set off the killing storm had disappeared, and the two bloody roads extended eastward, one after the other, away from Boyang City.

"Are you finished?" After walking more than a hundred miles without regrets, he stopped, the bloody knife in his hand shook, shaking off the attached bloodstains, the blade trembled slightly, and a cold battle intent flowed out. The white tiger is difficult and annoying at the same time.

"Xue Yao is not dead yet?" Bai Hu didn't pay attention to his impatience, and asked a topic that he didn't regret and was also concerned about.

I tilted my head and felt it, and a mark in the shape of a blue light appeared in the center of my eyebrows, and at the same time, my pupils also changed to the color of wind. "Boom. Gently spit out such a word from his mouth, and Xue Yao, who was killing the enemy under Boyang City a hundred miles away, swelled up without warning, and exploded under the horrified gaze of everyone around. Xue Yao didn't even react, Xue Yao's guards didn't even have a chance to pounce and do something, Xue Yao's eyes widened as he watched his body inflate, and then mixed with flesh and blood, the most terrifying thing happened—the spiritual storm caused by the uncontrollable monk's self-explosion. There is not much heaven and earth aura stored in the peak of Yidong, but Xue Yao, as the deputy city lord of Boyang City, is a fifth-rank official of the Dala Dynasty, how can he have less talisman treasures? Most of these talisman magic weapons surpassed Xue Yao's own cultivation, and with Xue Yao's death, they collapsed at the same time, directly disrupting the flow of heaven and earth aura within a radius of three hundred miles, setting off a wild flow of spiritual power, and countless Boyang City defenders and tribal starving people were torn apart in the spiritual power raging, and they were wiped out before they had time to let out a miserable scream. Feeling the wind soul seal erupt at the same time, feeling the fluctuation of the disordered spiritual power, the unrepentant face twitched. If these people who accompanied Xue Yao's funeral were counted, he would be able to leave Wumeng.

Turning around and leaving, he still didn't look at Baihu without regret, he wanted to rush back to hand over the task as soon as possible, and promised Lan Mengyao that he would buy clothes and jewelry. Unknowingly, Lan Mengyao has become his housekeeper.

The most annoying thing in the white tiger's life is to be ignored by others, and he has never taken it to heart, he doesn't know where the black crow got the courage, is it because of the mysterious magic weapon? The black crow gradually moved away, and the golden golden qi in the purple pupils of the white tiger collided continuously. That's not something that humans can do at all, to accommodate Gengjin's spiritual power in the most vulnerable eyeballs? Immortals and saints don't even have such courage, Gengjin's qi is incomparable, and the flesh and blood body does not have that kind of courage even if it lifts the sun and soars.

"Roar!" A tyrannical roar came from behind him, and the killing aura around the white tiger soared, and the giant axe brought dust flying, and the tiger roar also slashed at the back of the man in black. Unrepentant and angry, his eyebrows and eyes were full of helplessness, the blood flashed, and the blood crow picked up, facing the imposing axe blade. A terrifying tiger roar outside Boyang City overshadowed the monstrous battle roar of Boyang.