It's hard to believe that Song Yulin has always been peaceful and humble, but Wang Qu is so magnificent, on the vast sea, it seems that countless crises are sleeping, and there is a strange depression.

The spectators all felt suffocated, like they were drowning, and even more desperately, they wanted to surface, but there was a huge force under their feet, which wanted to drag them into the dark underwater abyss, no matter how they struggled, they could not escape.

And the king seal, which originally released a halo of peace and tranquility, is now also turbulent, like a candle flame, burning in a roar, magnificent.

Song Yulin stopped Wang Qu and took out a knife, and in an instant, the sound of the bright knife sounded, and a brilliant sword light rushed into the sky, breathtaking, piercing the clouds, very strange.

He pointed the knife at the desolate tiger, and the sword that swept in all directions surged, and the sky collapsed, as if it was about to fall down, the sword intent was superb, and the momentum directly reached the top!

A drowsy killing domain was revealed beside the desolate tiger, and in an instant, the giant palm that came at him was wiped out, and there was nothing left, he licked his lips, felt the knife intent, and said excitedly: "That's how it should be." ”

The desolate tiger's heart was agitated, his body trembled, his blood was rolling, he couldn't help but roar in a low voice, his eyes revealed an intensifying battle intent, his body shook, and the surging mana turned into ripples and spread out, sweeping out in all directions.

"Since that's all the case, Brother Tiger, I'm going to go all out and defeat you. Song Yulin said, there was still a trace of piercing blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were cold, and he slashed out with a knife, the terrifying knife light was very strong, but it was very crazy, as if he wanted to kill all tangible things.

"Roar~!" the desolate tiger roared, and from him, a wonderful aura emerged, as if some ancient creature was waking up, and then, he spit out a broken ancient flag, with ancient demon inscriptions on it, engraved with a white tiger.

"White Tiger Killing Flag!"

"Although it is just an imitation, but there is also a trace of charm, it is an extraordinary war treasure, the power is terrifying, in the past, the wild tiger and Wang Da Tang war, but Wang Da Tang was broken. ”

The spectators exclaimed, and many monks were talking, including monks who had witnessed the battle.

High in the sky, the White Tiger Killing Flag became bigger in the wind, and the swaying flag was like a vast sky, rolling up the sword light and strangling.

"Hahaha, I want to defeat you too!" The desolate tiger laughed heartily, there was a dark mist under his claws, he seemed to be stepping on the corpse mountain and a sea of blood, and quickly crossed the past, the white tiger killing flag hunted loudly, and the long killing machine rushed out for the first time, running through the sky, pointing directly at Song Yunlin.

Buzz~!Song Yulin's body was blazing, as if it had turned into a bright star, and the falling Shenhua was like a sword light, and the white holy light slashed towards the corpse mountain and sea of blood, purifying it completely.

The monks' eyes widened, and Meow Jiu also looked over, Song Yulin was too scorching, representing the ultimate brilliance.

He wielded the knife, like a god descending from heaven, the sword intent gushed out, and the sword shined through the sun, and the execution came.

And the desolate tiger is the other extreme, he is like a demon god rushing out of the darkness, the master of the killing domain, to stab the sky, to crush the earth, to destroy the nine heavens and ten earths, no one is not frightened, fearful.

The white tiger killing flag sounded wildly, constantly vibrating, provoking the anger of the heavens and the earth, the white tiger on the flag seemed to come to life, and the coercion descended into the world, and the heaven and the earth did not feel disobeyed!

Boom~ This is a shocking collision, one person and one tiger, like a god and a demon, directly fighting together, the entire Luoshan City was shaken.

The monks were frightened, amazed by their battle, like the heavens and the earth were shattered, an unimaginable force rushed in, suffocating, and many Tianjiao looked at the sky, igniting a raging battle intent.

Gradually, the rain of broken light floated down with a trace of red filament, all of them bright, like a falling sea of stars.

Bang~!The place of the battle was foggy, and violent energy fluctuations swept the world, drowning in killing machines and knife qi

There, the figures of the wild tiger and Song Yulin loomed, washing in it, constantly using their own means, like a real battle of life and death, not caring about winning or losing, but caring about life and death.

"Hahaha, happy!" "The wild tiger is bathed in blood, there are his, there are also Song Yulin's, he is angry, like a tiger-shaped Shura, stimulated by the blood, feeling the pleasure of fighting, he is more and more courageous, and his blood is monstrous, as if he was born specifically for killing.

"Only in this way is there a need to convince you!" The huge tiger palm slapped down, hooking the killing machine, the white tiger killing flag was terrifying and boundless, and the killing machine was like a man, rushing all the way.

"Damn!" Song Yulin shouted in a low voice, no one heard him, he was covered by the hazy holy light, like blood-stained white jade, and his eyes were already sickly, burning a crazy flame, as if he was about to burn the heavens out of a big hole!

"Brother Tiger, I have never fought so fiercely in Xia, and my heart is really unbearable. He said, clearly reaching the ears of the desolate tiger.

A tiger, why did he fight me to this point! Obviously I am stronger! Obviously my qualifications are better!

The face under the light became hideous, and the handsome face was twisted together, very evil, very crazy.

He remembered the Tsing Yi swordsman in Feng Shui.

"Ridiculous, my knife is not pure?"

Thinking of Meow Jiu, I hated it even more.

"How old are you! Why do you say I'm weaker than you!"

He held the knife in his right hand, and traced the trajectory of Sinnoh in his left hand, the mana was boundless, the holy light rushed out, and the sword was fierce.

The brilliance of the sky was intertwined, producing a terrifying power, unmatched, like a tsunami landslide, rising from the sky, and submerging the desolate tiger.

"I didn't expect Song Yulin to shoot with all his might, it was so powerful!"

"He is worthy of being an immortal genius in the floating clouds!"

The monks all felt a little shocked, but they didn't expect that Song Yulin, who was so peaceful and indifferent, would be so amazing when he fought a big battle, he was like a divine son, hidden by the holy aura, and waved his hands, bringing out terrifying fluctuations and great power.

"But the Desolate Tiger is also extremely terrifying, and the more he fights, the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, as if he wants to manifest the real Ancient Desolate Tiger!"

"That banner is also extraordinary, it seems to contain an ancient killing battlefield!"

The cultivators kept talking, but at a high altitude, the killing flag waved, and the vast killing river rushed out, among which there was a golden handover, a blood-colored horn, and countless battlefield sounds, at this time, they all turned into terrifying killing techniques and rushed out!

The desolate tiger even rushed through the misty area, raising his hand and tiger claws like knives, palms like mountains and mountains pressing, every blow was very powerful, and he kept slashing inside.

Song Yulin took out the knife with all his strength, and when he raised his hand, the holy light shone brightly, and it was like a big sun rushing out, and one by one the gods swung their knives and slashed away, colliding fiercely with the desolate tigers.

Boom~ This time, the misty area was washed away, Song Yulin was knocked away, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he felt that his body was about to crack.

The monks were shocked, what had just happened?

Song Yulin slashed out with a knife, that knife was extremely terrifying, but the desolate tiger resisted it, raising his palm like a fragment of the sky and blasting over!

"Isn't he afraid of death?! If he is not careful, he will be miserable. ”

"It's hard to imagine how Wang Da Tang defeated him when he was in the same realm!"

They gasped.

"Master Tiger has felt your killing intent! So now, it's a real life-and-death fight, right?" There was a terrible knife wound on the desolate tiger's body, and the blood was gurgling, but his momentum was even more terrifying, like a killing god descending, taking people's souls.

Boom~!He rushed over, if the sky was thundering, next, he turned into a tiger-shaped body, held the white tiger killing flag tightly in his hand, and an unspeakable qi rushed out, he swept the killing flag, and hit Song Yulin directly.

The White Tiger Killing Flag is not a mortal weapon

At this time, in the hands of the desolate tiger, another side was revealed, like a peerless hegemonic weapon, just like an ancient desolate mountain, spitting killing machines, waving the past, the unbridled huge force of the ocean exploded, as if to annihilate the void, and the sky shook, Song Yulin could dodge, but he was still grazed by the fluttering flag, the wound was cracked, and the blood gushed out in response, and he couldn't stop.

Song Yulin retreated, stumbling for a while, and finally stopped, the desolate tiger's killing gun came urgently, and he slashed it with a knife, the madness in his eyes flashed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, bright and dazzling.

He swiped with one hand, and all the holy light rushed out, shining in all directions, waving his hand and slamming downward, between heaven and earth, a vast white field, people couldn't tell whether it was the heavenly dome or the curtain that the holy light turned into, and the world seemed to be frozen.

The tiger roared, the sky rumbled, and the desolate tiger used its indomitable strength to cooperate with the white tiger to kill the flag, with an unstoppable power, and shattered the light curtain.

Song Yulin changed color, becoming more and more hideous, a door opened behind him, as if floating in the void, the high hanging Wang Yin rushed back to his body, and the door behind him was like a giant beast's mouth swallowing him in.

Suddenly, the distant sky seemed to be filled with his blazing light, and he was like a scorching sun, cutting off the sky, as if standing on another layer of heaven and earth, faintly ...... The breath of the Floating Dust Realm!

"This is the embodiment of the Holy Light Technique, this Magic is really good!"

The monk was amazed and thought it was magical.

"I am the Holy Spirit. Song Yulin sighed deeply, bearing the name of cold light, although the brilliance was a little lighter, but it was like a god cast by holy light, and the power of heaven was used by him, which was very dusty and powerful.

He squeezed his hands, and Shenghui was detained by him, and slapped out with one palm, as if there were six waterfalls pressing down, vibrating with an earth-shattering sound, spitting out blazing divine light.

"Beat you!" "Wild Tiger performed his holy arts, put on a suit of war armor, and his spirit and spirit were all mobilized, exerting his extreme power.

"Whew~" He spit out a long breath of turbidity, and an invisible flame ignited all over his body, distorting the space, holding the White Tiger Killing Flag tighter, and the killing array appeared, and the heaven and earth fell into a killing field.

The desolate tiger greeted him, overturned the two torrents, and the seventy-two killing guns gathered together, and he looked at Song Yulin, his eyes were compelling.

The killing spear stabbed out, overturning the torrent, and the desolate tiger stepped on the top of the killing gun, soaring into the air, moving like lightning, and approaching Song Yulin.

A wave is a lore!

This is a terrifying outburst, comparable to the battle of the gods, both are the strongest offensive power, blood and blood combat power is vigorous.

Song Yulin is like a blazing day, the sword light is shocking, the desolate tiger is like a demon god killed from the region, and the white tiger killing flag is even more terrifying, swallowing immeasurable killing.

Heaven and earth rioted, the sky was washed, there was no more cloud, they fought to the white-hot stage, and there was no longer any concern about life and death, because the slightest carelessness in the spell that rushed out would make the other party die.

They were all wounded, coughing up blood, broken bones, and more and more wounds on their bodies, but they kept fighting.

In the end, Song Yulin's black hair danced wildly, his whole body was extremely brilliant, he looked up to the sky and roared, and a wave of murderous intent drowned towards the desolate tiger.

"Why are you still undefeated!?" he roared, unable to collapse any longer, as if he had fallen into madness, and shot even more frantically, the sword light fell with countless holy radiance, like a sky of flowers, a hundred stars fell, a scene of annihilation.

"How can the Tiger Master be defeated? The Tiger Master wants to beat you until you are convinced!" The desolate tiger's blood was boiling, burning with arrogance, like a blood-stained fierce god.

He took a step forward, opened the Killing Prison, swallowed the attack, and from the depths, a black streamer rushed out, which was his royal seal, and hit Song Yulin's chest directly.

Song Yulin coughed up blood, and then, the White Tiger Killing Flag struck, shaking him down from the sky.

The whole city was in an uproar, and the monks were shocked.