A total of 31 people from both sides fought together, and the scene was extremely fierce. Although there were as many as 19 people on Liuyun Mountain's side, 15 of them were new disciples and lacked actual combat experience. Only Yan Nan and the other four were senior disciples who had been cultivating for more than 20 years, and their combat effectiveness was relatively strong, and although they were superior in numbers, they did not have an advantage at all.

The combat power of the White Tiger Xuan Rank was finally revealed at this moment.

But seeing that the long knife in his hand was pointing or slashing, and at the same time, the layer of white qi was as thick as white milk around his body, and it was also unpredictable, which could be attacked and defended, and in mid-air, he was one enemy and five without falling behind;

When Qiao Yu saw Zhang Mo coming to help, her heart jumped suddenly, she held her breath, and after blinking vigorously and being sure that there was no doubt, she was so excited and excited that she couldn't believe it, her originally desperate and arrogant heart was suddenly calm, and the strength of her hand to fight back suddenly increased by three percent.

Wei Changji and Pan Xiao saw that the poisonous spider Guo Peng was an enemy, and their eyes were very red when they saw each other, and the three of them quickly fought together.

On the side of Liuyun Mountain, Feng Zhao and Ma Liang are considered to be the senior combat power of the Yellow Order, Zhang Mo, Shen Liang, Ni Shou, Wanzhou, and Duanmu Zongchang are all the junior of the Yellow Order, and although Yan Nan and Zhang Guohao have recovered from their injuries, they can't use their full strength, so they can only wander around the periphery;

Wei and Pan are scumbags, and the two beat Guo Peng, but they fell into disadvantage.

Ji Xiaoyu saw that Zhang Mo was just wandering around the periphery and did not exert his full strength, so he knew in his heart that he didn't care about him anymore, so he went to help Wei Changji and Pan Xiao.

The fierce battle was in full swing, Feng Zhao suddenly had a surging fighting spirit, and he slashed out with a knife, like the momentum of opening mountains and seas, and the mighty momentum made everyone present change color. Even if it was as strong as a white tiger, in the face of such a majestic sword momentum, it had to temporarily avoid its edge, and its body floated backwards, retreating a foot away.

Taking advantage of this short gap, Zhang Mo instantly concentrated his energy, turned his mind into words, and condensed a "slow" word scripture. He shouted at the white tiger: "Slow! There was majesty and power in his voice.

The figure of the white tiger was obviously stagnant under the influence of the word "slow", as if it was frozen in space by an invisible force, and its movements instantly became sluggish and cumbersome.

At this moment, Feng Zhao's overwhelming knife had already been slashed, and the white tiger showed its amazing reaction speed at this life-and-death juncture, and in an instant, he was almost brushed by the knife light, and narrowly avoided this fatal blow.

White Tiger's heart froze, he found that a person besieging him was specifically interfering with him, although his strength was not strong, but this kind of interference made people very unhappy, making him jealous, he had to hit this person hard first!

The white tiger had already made up his mind, a strange red light flashed in his eyes, and the white gas on his back instantly burned through like hot oil, and suddenly the white qi burst out of his body, turning into a white arm with extremely thick and muscular entanglements, and quickly grabbed Zhang Mo.

At this moment, the white tiger is like a monster with an arm on its back, powerful and weird, and the strange techniques of the evil way master shocked everyone present, and they all gasped.

Zhang Mo was taken aback, and then immediately understood his intentions, and quickly dodged in the air, but the white arm was like having eyes, constantly chasing in the air.

Seeing that the situation was critical, the other besieging people were all desperate to attack, and the white tiger was single-minded, and was beaten by these people in a few rounds.

However, his realm was much higher, and in the face of the desperate posture of the four Yellow Order Primaries, the White Tiger still stubbornly turned the situation back little by little, although he couldn't gain the upper hand for a while, but he couldn't see that he had the slightest decline.

But the white arm became more agile and faster.

The more the four of them fought, the more frightened they became, and seeing that the fighting methods in the field were becoming more and more intense, a loud shout came out.

"Ahh

The five fingers of the white arm became longer, and he grabbed Zhang Mo, as if there was a white silk thread on his arm, and he instantly retracted it, dragging Zhang Mo back to the white tiger with a blink of an eye.

Bai Hu sneered, repelled the attack of the four with a knife in his right hand, and was about to smash Zhang Mo's head with a palm of his left hand.

Suddenly, several runes flashed, and the white tiger's face changed dramatically, and the strange light in his eyes flashed instantly.

"Petrification!"

The white tiger's body was as hard as a stone in an instant, and he saw it, it was three explosive talismans.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

Three loud bangs exploded around the white tiger in succession.

Both of them were blown upside down like cannonballs, one left and one right.

"Smack"

The two of them fell to the ground almost at the same time, both covered in blood, their clothes were torn, and the next moment a cloud of green anger instantly covered Zhang Mo's whole body.

This drastic change shocked everyone, Feng Zhao, Ma Liang, and Ni Shou were overjoyed, and without delaying for a moment, three rays of light killed the white tiger.

The white tiger was dismantled, shaped like a ghost, and viciously glanced at Zhang Mo surrounded by green light, although he was not lightly injured, but he was fearless, the long knife was shocked, and one person fought three people alone, and he still did not fall behind.

Feng Zhao fought hard and rushed hard, Ni Shou kept forcibly attacking and assassinating with his body technique, and Ma Liang walked on the periphery and took the opportunity to perform a killing move.

"Shattered"

Several lightsabers shot at the white tiger from above, and the white tiger waved his hand, and the lightsaber dissipated.

The fighting method in the field is becoming more and more intense, the three of them are more and more crazy, although the white tiger is a little difficult, but it is still not leaking, but occasionally counterattacks, but it is a vicious move, resulting in the three of them left and right, the longer the time drags on, the white tiger has the advantage, and the number of counterattacks is increasing.

Now the situation in the field is becoming more and more clear, the six people who were surrounded, plus Shen Liang and Shui Zishu, a total of eight people, fought against the six yellow-level and four-heavy cult members of the White Tiger Hall, struggling to support, and the decline was obvious.

Wei, Pan, and Ji Xiaoyu fought poisonous spiders, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Yan Nan, Zhang Guohao, Wan Zhou, and Duanmu Zongchang were invincible and undefeated against the soft and charming female Liu Qing and the blood wolf.

If it drags on for a long time, it will be the White Tiger side that wins.

The White Tiger burst into a shout: "The Holy Sect will win!" Kill Lao Tzu! Those who flee in fear will be punished with death! ”

The people of the White Tiger Hall were even more imposing for a while.

Although Zhang Mo was injured, thanks to the 'Xuandan' quenching body, his muscles and bones were abnormally strong, so the injury was not serious, and with medical treatment, he recovered quickly.

The White Tiger's defense is amazing, most of the previous explosion damage has been borne by him, and he is still undiminished, and the possibility of a reversal still exists, which is really terrifying!

Zhang Mo's face was as white as paper, swaying like a candle in the wind.

Ji Xiaoyu saw it from a distance and was worried.

He barely maintained his consciousness and continued to wander the periphery of the battle, looking for an opportunity.

Suddenly, he gathered the last of his strength and typed out the scripture "Slow! ”。 The White Tiger's body was affected again, and there was a momentary stagnation.

At this moment, Yan Nan's eyes were fast, his body was like the wind, his eyes were like electricity, and a sharp sword qi stabbed towards the shoulder of the white tiger, and the sword qi broke through the air, bringing up a handful of blood.

"Scribe!"

The White Tiger roared angrily, and he swore to kill this little bastard who had repeatedly used scriptures to influence him.

In an instant, he broke through the encirclement of people and killed Zhang Mo's side like lightning.

His huge claws grabbed Zhang Mo and roared, "See if I don't crush you bastard!" There was a cruel pleasure in his gaze, and for him, crushing someone's head was the greatest pleasure.

However, at this moment, Zhang Mo, who seemed to be seriously injured and crumbling, had a flash of light in his eyes and suddenly exploded.

"Bloody Rain"!

This is an extremely powerful move in the blood knife spectrum, the knife technique is violent and ruthless, the blood knife drew a deadly red arc in the air, and stabbed into the belly of the white tiger with a 'plop'.

At such a close distance, Zhang Mo's speed was unresponsive. If the white tiger is prepared, he will definitely be able to stop it.

The white tiger let out a scream of pain.

When Zhang Mo stabbed harder again, the white tiger was shocked, and the bloody knife actually snapped and broke.

Seeing this, Zhang Mo instantly dodged and drifted away to avoid being counterattacked by the white tiger.

The white tiger hated the sky, this goddamn miscellaneous crumb, actually pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, seriously injuring him.