The tiger is the king of the mountain, its nose is sharper than that of humans, and it smelled blood earlier than Zhao Peng.

War Tigers have both spirituality.

At the moment when Zhao Peng roared, the war tiger had already galloped away.

Unlike humans, war tigers do not have sweat glands on their bodies and do not sweat, and when the heat is unbearable, they will only lie in a cool place, grow their mouths, and rely on their tongues to dissipate heat. In addition, there are also sweat glands on the belly of the war tiger and on the soles of the feet.

Galloping all the way, the war tiger was hot, and his body temperature was already extremely high.

Sweat is like a spring, gushing out of the tiger's claws, and every step the war tiger takes, it will leave a ** footprint on the hard ground.

The sound of blades clash and shouts of killing came from outside the trees ahead.

Zhao Peng rode the white tiger to the battlefield and saw a very tragic scene.

There were hundreds of warriors outside the woods, fighting fiercely with the people of the Zhao family.

Zhao Wuji was armed with a pitch-black broadsword and was besieged by several people.

Zhao Wuji already had several scars on his body, and under the siege of everyone, his body was already trembling slightly, crumbling, all supported by a brave spirit.

"Uncle Wuji, I'm here to help you!"

Zhao Peng roared angrily and rode into the battlefield on a war tiger.

In the melee, fists and feet are far inferior to weapons.

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When Zhao Peng rushed into the battlefield, he bent down violently on the back of the white tiger, the sword qi fell to the ground with a long knife, and his left arm shook to unleash the ancient martial arts flame knife, which was originally only three feet long, and the length doubled, more than two meters long, killing a bloody path in the crowd.

When the enemy warriors saw Zhao Peng so brave, they immediately separated a lot of people from the battle array and came towards Zhao Peng, wanting to kill Zhao Peng here with a large number of people.

But Zhao Peng's bravery, how can these warriors be able to resist it?

The long knife is unstoppable!

In an instant, Zhao Peng had already killed Zhao Wuji's side.

Poof!

Zhao Pengza Zhanhu was finally exhausted, he couldn't stand steadily, lying on the ground panting, unable to move.

"Zhao Peng, why are you here?"

Zhao Wuji and Zhao Peng were back to back, facing the strong enemies around them, and roared in a low voice: "There are nearly a thousand enemies in this battle, ambushing us in the Hundred Beast Wilderness. If you don't come, stay in the ancient stone forest to refine the pill with peace of mind, just wait for the pill to be refined, you break through the realm of the Xuanzhi and reach the level of the Xuanshi, plus your various elusive martial arts methods, maybe you can keep my Zhao family safe. But now that you've come here, you're just throwing yourself into a net, no matter how strong your combat power is, you'll be outnumbered after all!"

As they spoke, the two had already joined forces to kill several martial arts masters who were besieging Zhao Wuji.

"Among the seven people who besieged Uncle Wuji, there were two mysteries, no wonder they could beat Uncle Wuji in danger, so they could only be forced to let go, and there was no chance to attack!"

Zhao Peng threw away the long knife full of gaps in his hand, picked up the long knife that the enemy had left on the battlefield after his death, and watched his attention.

Zhao Wuji took advantage of this opportunity to quickly take out a packet of medicinal powder from his arms and sprinkle it on the wounds around his body, and then took out a healing pill and swallowed it.

"Look at the ...... of the cliff"

Zhao Wuji gasped for breath, pointed to a mountain cliff two or three miles away, and said to Zhao Peng: "The enemy still has more than a dozen masters standing there, and they haven't made a move. These masters have a majestic aura on their bodies, and the martial arts realm must be above you and me!"

The two uncles and nephews have cultivated to those who have reached the mysteries.

The martial arts realm of those people on the mountain cliff is above them, and they must be at least the masters of the Xuanshi realm.

Zhao Peng stared at the cliff in the distance, condensed his eyes, and took a closer look.

After he saw the number of people on the cliff clearly, Zhao Peng's expression changed suddenly. Just because there were seventeen people standing on the cliff.

After Hei Shiyi Lang died in the hands of Zhao Peng, there were exactly seventeen of Hei Yan's eighteen horsemen left.

On the top of the cliff, there must be the remaining seventeen people in the eighteen horsemen of Black Flame!

"Black Flame Eighteen Riders!"

Zhao Peng's eyes were cold, he turned around and killed into the crowd, and said loudly: "I can kill the Black Eleven Lang among the Black Eighteen Horsemen, and I can kill the remaining seventeen people!"

"Hahahaha......"

After Zhao Wuji regained some of his strength, he actually burst into laughter, followed Zhao Peng all the way with a long knife, and said loudly: "If those Black Flame Eighteen Horsemen were willing to come and kill me in person at the beginning of the Great War, I would have been turned into ashes by the Black Flame in their hands. It's a pity that they missed a great opportunity, and now that you, my uncle and nephew have joined forces again, it will not be easy for the Black Flame Eighteen Riders to kill me! Maybe they will not only not be able to kill me, but will be slashed by you and me. ”

Zhao Peng nodded, and rushed to kill in the middle of the battlefield.

Although there are many enemy warriors, the people of the Zhao family have a mysterious beast white tiger by their side.

The strength of this kind of war tiger is not much worse than that of the Zhao family's martial artists.

In the battlefield, you can see the white tiger jumping everywhere......

As Zhao Peng rushed all the way to kill, the people of the Zhao family, who were originally scattered by the enemy, gradually gathered together, Zhao Shanhe was covered in blood, carrying a black steel whip, and he had already come to Zhao Peng's side, he and Zhao Wuji were on the left and right, guarding Zhao Peng's flank.

Zhao Peng rushed to the front of the team.

In this battle, the people of the Zhao family took Zhao Peng as the core and formed a sharp arrow battle array, the formation was like a feather arrow, and Zhao Peng rushed to the place where the arrow was located.

In a moment, the enemy couldn't stop Zhao Peng's rush, and there was already a sign of defeat.

Defeat is like a mountain!

Zhao Peng led many people from the Zhao family to chase after him, and did not stop the pursuit until he reached a small river.

On the other side of the creek is the cliff that Zhao Shanhe pointed to before.

Seventeen masters stood on the cliff.

The seventeen people of the eighteen horsemen of the Black Flame are here.

"Stop!"

Zhao Wuji rode a war tiger and stood by the river, raising the long knife in his hand, signaling the Zhao family to stop pursuing.

One by one, the fleeing enemies fled to the river.

The seventeen people of the cliff stood on the other side of the river, concentrating on vigilance, and confronting the people of the Zhao family.

These seventeen people are menacing.

Seventeen people stood in one place, and the momentum gathered together, giving people a feeling of being as heavy as a mountain!

Zhao Peng stared at the seventeen people on the other side, his eyes were already a little heavy, he had already seen that these seventeen people were all masters of the Xuanshi level, and they were a whole level higher than him in the martial arts realm. If it was one-on-one alone, Zhao Peng asked himself if he was not afraid of any of these seventeen people, but now that the other party's seventeen people were standing together, Zhao Peng did not have the confidence to fight the seventeen people alone.

Although he was brave, he was not an unwise man.

Suddenly, a streamer of light shot from the other side.

This is a secret martial art method!

Sou!

In the streamer, an arrow burst out, and the speed was extremely fast, reaching Zhao Peng's chest.

Zhao Peng's face did not change, and he urged the cold qi in the ice seed lotus seed to pour into the long knife, and then threw the long knife in his hand towards the arrow streamer.

Heaven-level martial arts pull out the mountain!

Boom!

The arrows collided with the long knives in the air, and both fell into the river.

The two sides faced each other from afar, separated by a small river more than ten meters wide.

After a long time, one of the seventeen people was the eldest, walked a few steps forward, pointed at Zhao Peng from afar, and asked, "You are Zhao Peng?"

Zhao Peng's expression was cold, and he asked rhetorically, "Black Flame Eighteen Riders?"

"Humph!"

The man snorted coldly, staring at Zhao Peng's eyes full of fierce murderous intent, and he said, "I heard that my eleventh brother died in your hands?"

Zhao Peng took a deep breath and said indifferently: "So what?"

The people of the Zhao family have been fighting for a long time, and at this moment they have little physical strength left, and they are about to buy some time to recover their strength. Now that the Eighteen Horsemen of Heiyan are standing on the other side of the river and refuse to kill them, Zhao Peng is naturally willing to spend more time and delay a little longer.

"Don't be ashamed!"

There was a hint of disdain in the man's eyes, and he said, "With your strength, how can you be my eleventh brother's opponent?" At best, you are just a mystic who has just entered the Xuanmen, and even the Divine Court of the Xuanshi has not yet been cast, let alone the Twelve Floors of the Xuanshi. With your strength, my eleventh brother can burn you to ashes with a random black flame, how can you be my eleventh brother's opponent?"

Zhao Peng was silent and did not answer.

Hei Shilang's head was originally cut off by his own hands, as for whether others believe it or not, with Zhao Peng's character, he is naturally too lazy to care.

Seeing that Zhao Peng didn't speak, the bearded man on the other side asked again: "Let me ask you, who is the person who killed my eleventh brother?

Zhao Peng said: "The person who killed your eleventh brother is me Zhao Peng, if you don't believe it, you can rush across the river and come over to try my methods! If I can cut you down with one sword, doesn't that prove that I am the one who really killed your eleventh brother?"

"Rampant!"

The man looked furious, walked into the river, burned with fierce black flames, and slew him.

"Big brother! Wait! The person who killed the eleventh brother could never be Zhao Peng!"

Immediately, a pale-faced person rushed out, grabbed the beard, and said: "When this Zhao Peng left the underground cave and returned to Zhao's house, there was not the slightest scar on his body! This Zhao Peng only has the realm of the Xuan, and the eleventh brother has been cultivating for many years, and he has already reached the realm of the Xuanshi, how could Zhao Peng kill the eleventh brother unscathed? The person who killed the eleventh brother must be someone else!"

Bearded gritted his teeth fiercely, and stood in the middle of the river, staring at the water that flooded his knees, silent.

The man who pulled the bearded arm said again: "The Zhao family has been inherited from ancient times, and although it is not as good as before, this kind of ancient martial arts family must not be underestimated! Who knows that among his Zhao family, there are any peerless masters who cannot be hidden? Our Black Flame Eighteen Cavalry has extremely mysterious skills, and the eleventh brother has the strength of a Xuanshi, even if he meets a Xuanshi who is one level higher than him, he can escape with his life...... We have discussed this matter a long time ago, you and I both know that there is a martial arts Xuanmen master in the Zhao family who is at least in the Xuanshi realm, how can you act rashly, big brother?"

Whew!

A gusty mountain wind swayed in the wilderness of beasts.

In the direction of Zhaojia Mountain in the distance, there was a snow-white light, which flew in the air.

When the Black Flame Eighteen Riders saw that snow-white light, their expressions suddenly changed greatly.

"Big brother, retreat!"

The pale man pulled his beard and wanted to retreat to the riverbank, when he took out a wooden whistle and put it to his mouth and blew it vigorously.

Suddenly, more than a dozen mysterious beast eagles with wings spread more than ten meters flew over the cliff.

The Black Flame Eighteen Riders jumped onto the eagle's back one after another and sped away into the distance.

Only the bearded man was still standing on the bank of the river.

"Big brother, retreat quickly! Don't hesitate, otherwise you and I will be left here by the Zhao family!"

The pale-faced man pointed to the snow-white light that was speeding in the air, and said: "This white light is round, and the speed is extremely fast, and there is a figure standing on it, obviously someone is flying in the sky with his feet on the white light. Among the five heavens of the Xuanmen, at least you must cultivate to the realm of the Xuanshi before you can fly through the void and fly through the sky! Although you and my brother have seventeen people, and they are not afraid of a single Xuanshi, but the Zhao family is a martial arts family inherited from ancient times, who knows if the Zhao family has any martial arts treasures that have been passed down from ancient times? If this person's strength is still above the Xuanshi, if this person is pregnant with ancient treasures, you and I are seventeen brothers, I am afraid that we will all die here!"

After saying this, the bearded man did not hesitate any longer, turned around and jumped on the back of the eagle, and fled on the eagle.

Zhao Peng's face sank like water.

He heard the words of the two ** when they shouted and screamed clearly.

"Among the Seven Kingdoms of Middle-earth, although the strength of the Black Flame Eighteen Cavalry is strong, it is far inferior to the martial arts sects of the three major sects, but it can run rampant in the sky for decades. I used to think that in addition to being pregnant with Black Flame, this Black Flame Eighteen Rider must have some very powerful means. ”

Zhao Wuji was quite emotional, pointed to the eagles flying farther and farther in the air, and said: "Now it seems that the reason why the Black Flame Eighteen Horsemen can prosper for a long time is only because they are cautious, even as timid as mice! ”