Demon beasts are divided into nine levels, and each level is divided into the early stage, middle stage, and late stage. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first order of the demon beast is equivalent to a realm of a martial artist, and according to Yang Qing's inference, the strength of the white demon tiger he is facing is the peak of the first order, which is equivalent to the strength of a martial artist entering the Nine Heavens.

Eight battles and nine battles, judging from Yang Qing's current situation, there is still considerable pressure.

The White Demon Tiger's eyes were already bloodshot, staring at Yang Qing in front of it.

Roar......

With a tiger roar, the white demon tiger rose from the ground, like a high-rise building slamming towards Yang Qing, a pair of sharp front claws were like sharp swords, and the cold light hit the face.

If the beast is caught, even if he is lucky enough not to die, he will be crippled for life.

The body retreated slightly, and the white crane slipped away from the gap of the white demon tiger with a move.

With only half a breath of time, the tall body of the White Demon Tiger fell from the sky, like a huge meteorite, and threw the ground out of a pit and a half meters deep.

Taking advantage of the latter's landing, Yang Qing turned over and slammed his sword into the back of the White Demon Tiger.

While Yang Qing was wary of the White Demon Tiger, the other party was also guarding against him, and when Yang Qing unleashed this sword, the White Demon Tiger's tail had already thrown towards him.

A tail like steel swept abruptly, and the sword move that had just been half-killed had to be temporarily withdrawn, and the feet were suddenly stunned, and the solid ground was stunned to be rubbed out of a deep ravine.

On the other side, Yu Han, who faced the two white demon tigers alone, had to endure more hardships than Yang Qing.

Although the strength of a white demon tiger can only be regarded as the level of a martial artist's eightfold heaven, but with the white demon tiger in the late stage of the first order of adulthood, it is a big burden for Yu Han.

"The Sword Walks the Heart of Heaven"

Yu Han's skirt fluttered, the cold light of the Qingfeng Sword in his hand moved, his toes were light, and his body quickly slashed at the head of a white demon tiger in front of him.

Even though the power of this sword is not small and the body is sensitive enough, in the face of the difference in strength, it still can't turn over big storms.

Another white demon tiger was approaching suddenly, and its sharp teeth were actually bitten at Yu Han's Qingfeng Sword.

Click......

The Qingfeng sword that she relied on was actually bitten off by this brute, you must know that when she casts the sword to walk the heart of heaven, she can instill a lot of yuan power in the sword body.

Yu Han was stunned, even if she had the strength to enter the spirit ninefold, she was still a sixteen-year-old girl.

She stays in the sect on weekdays, this is the first time she has gone far away, and it's okay to make a small fuss, and it's the first time she has encountered this situation like now.

From the moment he stepped into the Fierce Mountain Range, Yu Han was very calm, even if he fell into Zhou Ji's calculations, he was still calm.

But when he faced death himself, he had even smelled the breath of death, and his feet were completely panicked.

The beast with low strength saw Yu Han's pale face and froze in place, the Qingfeng sword in his hand was cut in two, his eyes with fierce light widened two points again, and he bit her white neck.

Just imagine, the low-grade spirit soldier Qingfeng Sword in Yu Han's hand can make the White Demon Tiger bite off, if the White Demon Tiger really bites her neck, she will die immediately.

At the last moment, a red sword light rushed in.

The alert White Demon Tiger stopped dodging, but the sharp blade still cut through its back.

Blood poured out of the wound, and in the blink of an eye, the fur was stained red and white, and with pain in anger, the White Demon Tiger roared at the sky again.

Yang Qing quickly jumped to Yu Han's side and blocked in front of him, "You retreat to the valley mouth first, and I will come later." ”

Listening to Wen Wen's voice, Yu Han came to his senses, and then looked at the man in front of him, a warm current flowed inexplicably in his heart, and a touch of crimson appeared unnaturally on his face.

Then he nodded and said, "Well, then you should be careful." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Yang Qing, and jumped in the direction of Gukou.

Yu Han is gone, which means that Yang Qing, who has eight strengths, has to defend himself against the three fierce white demon tigers.

"Reach the top!"

This is the last sword among the Yang Family's Martial Arts Qingtian Nine Swords, and it is also the most powerful sword, and it was only brewed in the past few days that Yang Qing repaired the Qi Sea.

This was the first time he had used it, and half of the Yuan Force in his body was instantly drained.

The fiery red sword body was like being stained with blood, and under the urging of Yuan Li, a void fire rose and burned on the sword body.

The footsteps of the three-headed white demon tiger paused slightly, and the slowed anger surged out again, and at the same time bit at Yang Qing.

"Slash!"

The left leg bent back, and the big move brewing in his hand erupted with Yang Qing's loud shout, and a powerful sword qi seemed to be able to cut through the air, making a whining sound, slashing towards the necks of the three white demon tigers.

In the face of Yang Qing's sword, the two slightly stronger White Demon Tigers pounced with all their might, and smashed two hundred-pound boulders before they barely dodged.

The one with low strength was not so lucky, the sword qi that burst out of the slash slashed at its abdomen at the moment it jumped, this sword qi hit the vital point, the intestines were directly cut off a lot, and the blood in the stomach erupted like a flood.

Coupled with the sword that Yang Qing flew from, it also caused a lot of injuries to its back, and the eyes of the white demon tiger lying on the ground began to turn white, and the roar in his mouth gradually decreased.

Obviously, I can't make it.

Yang Qing was really a little surprised to be able to kill this white demon tiger, originally wanted to delay for a while, let Yu Han free up his hands to deal with Zhou Ji outside the valley, and then try to survive.

This sword killed this beast, I'm afraid it won't be easy to get out.

Yang Qing's first instinct was to flee, the anger of the two white demon tigers in the late stage of the first order of adulthood was not something he could afford.

What's more, there is another end of strength that has reached its peak.

The two white demon tigers roared twice in grief and indignation, and circled around it twice, and after a while, a fierce light appeared in their eyes, and a strong murderous aura emanated from its body.

Zhou Ji and Ma Ming have the strength of the ninefold spirit, but they are injured, so they can only show the seven-point strength of their heyday, and the strength of He Zhou and Fang Yun is eightfold, and they can't fight against each other.

Fang Yun swiped his spear and glared at Zhou Ji and said, "Ungrateful thing, how did you say that I was blind to save your life." ”

Zhou Ji snorted coldly, "I see how long you can scold, when your yuan power is exhausted, I will definitely ask you to die." ”

"Who begs for death, maybe, white-eyed wolf, look at the gun!" Fang Yun shouted.

Zhou Ji Yuanli gushed out from his body, "Guns are raging!"

A loud cry erupted from Zhou Ji's mouth, but as soon as the martial arts were halfway through, a figure stepped on the grass, and a jade hand pressed on Zhou Ji's back, which seemed to be weak and weak, but the powerful yuan force was suddenly stimulated between her five fingers.

Zhou Ji exhaled a breath of blood, the spear in his hand fell to the ground, and his body was like a ball thrown out, hitting the ground fiercely.

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, and then overjoyed, "Yuhan...... You're here with the rain. ”

Yu Han smiled faintly, didn't say much, and turned his gaze to Ma Ming, who was fighting with Hezhou.

Fang Yun smiled and clutched the spear in his hand, "Leave this dog thief to me." ”

Yu Han looked at Fang Yun and said, "Solve it as soon as possible, and wait for us to pick up Yang Qing together." ”

Fang Yun looked behind Yu Han, "Yang Qing hasn't come out yet, I thought those three beasts were thrown away by you." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, Yang Qing won't last long. ”

"Okay, dog thief, let me die. ”