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"Sre, let's fight!" Lakshin yelled at the other side after receiving the fairy sword.

Si Re naturally saw the fairy sword in Lakshen's hand, even if he was so far away, he still felt the extraordinaryness of the fairy sword. However, he was extremely confident in the hammer in his hand, as it was the hand of a master in his faction.

Si Re knew that his camp had been able to fight until now, and he kept forcing the White Tiger Sect to retreat, because the ability of that refining master was much higher than those in the White Tiger Clan's camp. Therefore, he felt that no matter what kind of immortal sword Lakshen had in his hand, it would never exceed the third grade, and it could not be his opponent.

"Lakshin, I'm going to let you have no return today!" Sri yelled, and then he pointed at Lakshin on the other side, and the two leopards next to him rushed out like lightning.

"Big Tiger, help me stop them!" Lakshin also pointed at the two leopards that rushed towards him, and then the giant tiger beside him shook his body and intercepted the two leopards.

Soon, Lakshin's giant tiger and Sre's two leopards were in battle. Rakshen's giant tiger cultivation is in the late stage of refining, and Si Re's two leopards are also in this cultivation realm. Originally, the giant tiger was one against two, and it was impossible to beat the leopard. However, after the three spirit beasts fought together, Lakshen's giant tiger looked extremely fierce, and the roaring spells were churning, and they were even more powerful. actually stopped the two leopards in front of him. And look at how they fight. The giant tiger showed no signs of falling behind. There is still a faint momentum that overwhelms the two beasts opposite, if it weren't for the tacit understanding between the two leopards, I'm afraid it would be difficult to be evenly matched with the giant tiger.

However, Laxon and Si Re seemed to have known that the three spirit beasts would fight to a draw, and they did not have the slightest look of surprise on their faces, and they all looked at each other with a look of war.

"Laxin, look at my hammer!" Sree raised the hammer in his hand and flew up. Towards Lakshin was attacked. Looking at his fighting posture, there is no light and shadow to accompany him, and there is no magic to perform, and it seems that he is also the same strength as Lakshen.

Srage was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he leapt from the air to the top of Lakshin's head. Then, he raised his hammer high and slammed it down on top of Lakshin's head. Si Re was extremely confident in his hammer, because he used almost all his strength for this hammer, if the fairy sword in Lakshen's hand was only of the second grade, he was sure that he could directly destroy the fairy sword. At the same time, smash Lakshin's head in one fell swoop.

Even if Lakshen's immortal sword had three grades, he could guarantee that his hammer power would shatter the immortal sword. In that case. Even if he can't take out Lakshin with one blow, Lakshin won't last long.

If it were to fight against Sre in the past, Lakshin would choose to dodge Sre's charged blow, because he knew that the magic weapon in his hand was not strong enough to withstand a tough battle. But today, the moment Rakshen saw Sre's sledgehammer fall, he actually raised the five-foot broadsword in his hand and blocked it towards Rathre's heavy hammer.

The soldiers watching the battle in the White Tiger camp all pinched a cold sweat for Lakshen, because no one had used such a hard-fought tactic for Lakshen for a long time, and they felt that Lakshen seemed to be a little reckless and arrogant.

The next moment, Sre's heavy hammer smashed into Lakshen's sword, only to hear an earth-shattering loud noise, and even the entire mountain road shook, and the two Li Xiu's struggled to hit two magic weapons as a medium, and they collided together.

Just when everyone thought that even if Lakshin kept swords, he would be smashed by Sre's hammer and turned inside, but Lakshin stood firmly on the ground, like a giant in the sky, standing still. And his fairy sword stubbornly blocked Sre's heavy hammer outside, and it didn't seem to be struggling at all.

The next moment, Rakshin roared angrily, and with a strong push in his hand, he shook the Srelian people back with a hammer.

Si Re retreated, and he flew for more than ten zhang before he forcibly stabilized his figure. But as soon as he landed on the ground and stood still, the hammer in his hand fell to the ground, and he covered his chest with one hand, and blood remained at the corner of his mouth. Not only that, but on the hammer head of his heavy hammer, there was a deep sword mark imprint, which was extremely obvious.

"Rakshen hurt Si Re, Rakshen hurt Si Re!" The people of the White Tiger Tribe's face showed ecstasy when they saw Si Re injured, they had been bullied by the Tiger Devouring Tribe's for too long, and he hadn't seen the scene of the clan's people defeating their opponents for a long time.

"It was that sword, it was the sword in Rakshen's hand that helped him, that sword was so powerful, it was able to block Sre's heavy hammer and frustrate Sre. What kind of sword was that, and who threw that sword to him?" Soon the warriors of the White Tiger Department noticed the crux of the matter, and they suddenly remembered that Lakshin's sword flew out of their camp, and began to ask around.

Si Re finally suppressed his qi and blood, and a look of horror flashed on his face, he had absolute confidence in the blow just now. But I didn't expect Lakshin to adopt a hard-hitting method, and he also frustrated himself, which was impossible to happen in the past.

Si Re knew that Lakshen's Taoism was a cut above him, but he had the advantage of magic weapons in the past, and he had always been able to suppress Lakshen, after all, the two of them were both cultivators of refining the Great Perfection, and the gap was very small. But today, Rakshen didn't know where to get a fairy sword, it was so powerful!

"Five-Rank Immortal Sword?" asked Si Re with some uncertainty. He felt that only the fifth-grade immortal sword could completely overwhelm his fourth-grade heavy hammer.

Rakshen glanced at the fairy sword in his hand again, he felt that he had never fought so heartily, and he had not experienced the feeling of not worrying about the damage of magic weapons during a battle for a long time.

"Five grades?" Lakshin looked at Si Re on the other side with a sneer, and then he raised his broadsword and shouted: "Si Re, I'll let you take a good look at it, this is a few grade fairy swords!"

With that, the sword light on Rakshen's broadsword skyrocketed, and then he jumped high, just like Si Re just now, and quickly rushed into the air. The next moment, Lakshin swooped down, and with a thousand momentum, he slashed towards Sire on the ground!

When Sre saw that Lakshen was possessed by a god of war, he immediately became devastated, but Lakshen was extremely violent, and he had no time to dodge, so he could only forcibly raise the heavy hammer in his hand and swung it towards the attacking Lakshen with all his spiritual power.

However, the moment Rakshen's fairy sword touched the head of the hammer, Sire suddenly felt an incredible force pressing towards him, as if his heavy hammer was fighting against a huge mountain.

"Die!" Rakshen roared, his whole body of spiritual power pouring into the sword without reservation, and pressed down frantically towards Srage.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the broadsword in Rakshen's hand with endless edge and strength split the hammer in Sre's hand in half in one fell swoop!

"Ahh

However, Srage's voice soon died down. Because after Lakshin's thousand blows broke through the heavy hammer of Sre, it instantly slashed into the top of his head, instantly slashed into his head, and even went straight down, splitting Sre's entire life in half!

"Roar!" Rakshin fell to the ground and let out a wild roar, venting the frenzied fire of war in his heart. He likes such a worry-free battle, likes to kill the enemy like this, and likes the six-grade fairy sword in his hand!

"Lakshin won, Lakshin killed Sre, he killed Sre with only one move!" The camp of the White Tiger Division instantly erupted in shocking cheers, such cheers, like the nectar of the first meeting in a long drought, there is nothing more pleasant than this.

"Lakshin is the great warrior of my White Tiger Tribe, the hero of my White Tiger Tribe, he has won us a mile of advancement!" the warriors of the White Tiger Tribes roared wildly, demonstrating at the Tiger Devouring Department on the opposite side.

After Rakshen roared, he looked at the two leopards in the field who were still entangled with his giant tiger, and raised the broadsword in his hand to kill them. These two leopards without their owners, where are the opponents of Lakshen and his giant tiger, and soon, the two leopards were split in half by Lakshin, and died in the same tragically as their owners.

After doing this, Rakshin took his sword and walked quickly back to his tribe's camp. Amid the endless cheers and surprised gazes of the White Tiger tribesmen, Rakshin walked straight up to a young man dressed in foreign costumes, stuck his broadsword into the ground, and knelt down with a "thump" on his knees.

"Master Huan gave the sword, so that the warrior Lakshen can be reborn, Master Kindness, Lakshen will never forget!" After speaking, Lakshen actually buckled three heads at the foreign youth.

......

After the battle between Rakshen and Sre, the camp stationed in the first passage north of the White Tiger Department advanced a mile. On this day, Huan Yin had just come to the White Tiger Department.

From that day on, the warriors of the White Tiger Tribes knew that a young swordsmith had come to their camp. This master, within an hour, forged a six-rank immortal sword, allowing Lakshen to kill the Tiger Devouring Tribe's Sire in one fell swoop, holding the last line of defense of the camp.

All the warriors of the White Tiger Tribes regarded Huan Yin as a god, because among them, except for the Great Elder Jida, there was no one who had ever seen an immortal sword above the sixth grade. Moreover, they believed that if Master Huan could be given enough time, he would be able to forge countless sharp magic weapons for his side.

With the warriors of the Huanyin White Tiger Division, the hope of fighting has been rekindled, and they have the confidence to regain their territory!

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