A crisp sound suddenly sounded in the otherwise quiet night sky, and everyone looked at the source of the sound.

In the middle of the air in the distance, Weiyang, who was originally fixed in the air, with a mask, and Hu Tiancheng, who was incarnated as an immortal god tiger, both began to move at this time.

It's just that Weiyang turned around directly, looking at Hu Tiancheng who was transformed into a giant tiger on the opposite side with an expressionless face. There was no trace of damage all over his body, his black hair was still flying, and the corners of his clothes were rattling. Under the backdrop of the moonlight, it looks extraordinarily dusty, like a feathered and soaring immortal.

The young woman watching the battle this time was vaguely stupid, although she didn't see the real face under Weiyang's mask, but they were all fascinated by his dusty temperament at the moment.

Hu Tiancheng also slowly turned back at this time, and a trace of hideousness appeared on his tiger head. Fear those who see it.

The two looked at each other quietly, neither of them moving. The people watching the battle from a distance couldn't hold their breath, and one of the cultivators asked, "Why didn't they fight? Could it be that they have already decided the winner? Who won the battle?"

One of the cultivators said in the tone of an elder, "How can it be possible to divide the winner so quickly, they are gathering their strength at this time to prepare for a killing blow. I don't want to delay any longer, and the winner should be decided in the next move. He said firmly, as if he had a firm idea.

As soon as his words fell, the crowd erupted in exclamation. He followed the people's gaze towards the battlefield, and his originally calm face suddenly showed a look of shock, and both eyes were about to burst out.

He saw a picture of his heart shaking, and saw that the Immortal God Tiger, which was still majestic, slowly began to crumble inch by inch from head to toe at this time. That's right, it's crumbling, like a fine piece of porcelain slowly starting to crumble, slowly falling off from head to toe.

In the end, with a bang, the whole thing shattered on the ground and slowly drifted away with the wind.

Although the masked Weiyang won the victory with complete victory, the scene was quiet and terrifying, and all the spectators would look at the masked youth on the field and the minced meat on the field in amazement. No one dared to speak, only their heavy gasps and the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard.

In the end, Weiyang looked around at the crowd watching the battle not far away, and finally fixed his eyes on the young man above the city tower. A python robe is added, and the hair is tied with a golden crown. A body of momentum can oppress the surrounding air and can't flow.

Weiyang recognized this person, he was Long Xingyun, the third prince of the Heavenly Dragon Empire.

At this time, Long Xingyun also looked at Weiyang in the field, and neither of them said anything or moved. In the end, Weiyang didn't say a word, turned around and disappeared into the night.

"Wow!"

After Weiyang left, the originally quiet scene began to erupt into a loud noise, and they were all discussing the battle just now. One by one, they were blushing and thick-necked, so they had a fight here.

Just as their noise was irrepressible, a voice came from the void. It wasn't loud, but it completely changed their noise.

"Immortal Tiger Clan, you just wait to die! stay where you are and don't move, I will kill you one by one!"

The arrogant words shook all the monks who were still arguing, and no one dared to make a noise, and they all looked out of the sky, trying to find the back that should have disappeared. But they were disappointed, there was no trace of him within a radius of thousands of miles.

Suddenly, a monk exclaimed, "Ten Thousand Miles of Voice!" and then his whole body began to tremble slowly, as if he had seen something terrible.

When the other monks heard this monk's words, they all eagerly asked when they saw his performance: "What is the sound of ten thousand miles**? Is it so scary?"

"That's right, why haven't we heard of any Wanli Transmission**?"

The monk had slowly regained his inner peace of mind, and said slowly: "Wanli Sound Transmission**, as the name suggests, is to stand thousands of miles away and transmit your voice and divine consciousness to thousands of miles away. This is a powerful supernatural power that can only be displayed by a character who defends the sky. ”

"What kind of anti-heaven character, does it have to reach the supreme sect master to cast it?" someone asked.

"No, I don't know about it, but I've seen a few words in some ancient books, and it's not detailed. The monk shook his head. Then he didn't care about other people's discussions, but looked at the dark night sky.

It is said that after Weiyang defeated Hu Tiancheng, he headed towards the west, and he wanted to kill all the other five young powerhouses of the Immortal God Tiger Clan. It's not that he is cruel and murderous, but these young people of the Immortal God Tiger Clan originally came to kill him, and there is no need for him to show mercy.

The next day, the genius lit up slightly, and the eastern fish belly turned white, and last night, the battle between the mysterious man and the young powerhouse of the Immortal God Tiger clan outside the imperial capital of the Heavenly Dragon Empire was quickly spread to all parts of the Eastern Wilderness. Even from several other continents had someone send the news, after all, they all knew that there were several other young powerhouses of the Immortal God Tiger Clan who were looking for the Heaven-Defying God Body Weiyang in other states.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

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On this day, there were bursts of tiger roars echoing on different continents of the entire continent. This is the anger that erupts from the young powerhouse of the Immortal God Tiger clan after hearing the news of the death of the powerhouse of the same clan and the madness unleashed by the mysterious man.

On this very day, all the remaining five of them published the same war letter.

"We are waiting for your arrival in our respective regions, kill you, and use your blood to pay tribute to the strong of our clan!"

The world shook again, and the five continents were all talking about how the battle between the mysterious powerhouse and the five immortal tiger youths would go. Will the mysterious powerhouse win, or will the immortal tiger youth win?

No one could have guessed how the battle would play out after that, and even Weiyang himself didn't know if the battle would be as easy as it was yesterday.

Weiyang did not rush to the road, but slowly moved towards the west, enjoying the scenery and beautiful scenery of various places along the way and had a different feeling.

On the first day, he traveled only three thousand miles. He didn't find anything funny that day.

On the second day he traveled four thousand miles. On the way, it was a deserted hilly place, and I didn't meet any people or other rare creatures.

On the third day, in a city, he heard the monks talking about him challenging the young powerhouse of the Immortal Tiger Clan. At the same time, I also knew that in the past few days, several powerhouses of the Immortal God Tiger have made new remarks. Screaming for the mysterious strong to come out and die. In this regard, Weiyang did not say anything. Now he no longer has the intention of killing them, and now he is surprisingly calm, and he no longer has the spirit of killing.

On the fourth day, he saw a group of robbers robbing a group of merchants on a mountain road. He couldn't see that the robbers had robbed their property and killed people, so he came to the rescue. However, instead of killing the robbers, he let them go.

On the fifth day, he met a mother and daughter who were struggling to survive. The little girl was only five or six years old, and the young woman was in her twenties. When they saw them, they were being chased by a powerful person in a city, and Weiyang heard the little girl's cry before he intervened to stop the group. The same did not hurt them, but let them go.

When he saw the little girl Hao'er covered in injuries, Weiyang's originally calm heart once again had a murderous aura. A little girl of five or six years old, her thin body was covered with wounds, and a pink and green dress was full of blood. The sloppy body is dirty and invisible, and the little face is sloppy like a little boy.

And her mother was not much better, the clothes on her body were a little unclothed, and when she saw Weiyang looking at her, she hurriedly covered her body with her hands.

Weiyang saw their timid movements, and his heart suddenly ached, as if a heartstring was touched by them. He squatted down, stroked the little girl's dirty face with his hand, and asked kindly, "Little sister, are you hungry?"

The poor little girl did not answer Weiyang's words directly, but looked up at her mother behind her in a daze, and saw that her mother did not squeak, she did not dare to say that she was hungry, but shook her head aggrievedly. However, her stomach screamed a few times.

"Don't be afraid, not afraid!" Weiyang's heart was blocked, and suddenly he had an urge to cry in his heart, I don't know why, but there was such a feeling in his heart. Originally, when he reached a realm like him, he should have seen everything in the world lightly, but today he was moved by his true feelings. He resisted the urge to cry and comforted: "Don't be afraid! Brother will take you to eat, go eat sugar gourd!"

The poor little girl looked at her mother aggrievedly and lowered her head again. Weiyang knew that the little girl would not dare to eat with him without his mother's consent, so he stood up and said to the little girl's mother, "This sister-in-law, can you go eat something with me?" Even if you can withstand it, but she ......" Weiyang looked down at the little girl and didn't say much, his words were obvious, you can withstand it, but this little girl can't stand it!

The young woman looked at her daughter, stroked her unkempt hair with her hand, and said for a long time, "Then disturb the child!"

Weiyang had only been in contact with cultivators since he had his memory, and he didn't understand the etiquette between mortals at all, so he didn't stop it, but said with a smile: "Okay, sister-in-law, let's go to this city!"

When the young woman heard this, her expression froze, and she said, "Childe, we just escaped from this city, aren't we going in now?"

Weiyang smiled and comforted: "Don't be afraid, as long as you follow me, no one in this city can hurt you." ”

Although his words were very casual, the young woman who listened to them was shocked. The way she looked at the young man who was holding her daughter slowly changed, a look of hope at that time, and at the same time a hint of firmness and relief.