Chang Xi stepped on Qionglou Yuyu, watching the snow-white tiger that crushed his life-and-death sword qi with one claw rushing towards him, his eyes were unwavering, and a phoenix chirp that broke his eardrums suddenly sounded behind him. The wingspan of the Yin Phoenix swept past Chang Xi's side, spreading its wings to sweep away the wind, so domineering that even Xuanyu Zhen had to deal with it carefully, Feng Huangyan, which swelled into a black meteor fire rain in the sky in an instant, blocking this space together with the cold sword qi.

The tiger demon group shadow that rushed with the Tiger Pei Army ushered in the catastrophe, and the white tiger body demonized by the Tiger Pei Army was still able to resist one or two, and the body was extremely moving, and it was hard to break out of a bloody path in the rain of fire and sword qi in the sky, but the rest of the demon tigers did not have such strength and luck, but if they were touched by the slightest Huang Yan that could burn everything, they would be completely melted.

The black Huang Yan and sword qi raindrops in the sky are like a string of broken prayer beads, tens of thousands of black beads and white beads ding and falling on the jade plate, and the white tiger demonized by Hu Peijun has also reached its peak, the momentum is magnificent, and the chaotic demon power in the field is condensed under his feet into a physical ladder that cannot be entered by a needle, and the tiger claws that are as huge as a grinding disc dial away the sword qi and Huang Yan that hit him head-on, swept past the black phoenix, and finally approached the three feet in front of the young man in the black robe who was immovable.

Among the demons watching the battle, there was a little fox who was holding something tightly on his chest when he saw the hideous tiger claw that smashed into Chang Xi's chest, and his hungry yellow cheeks were snow-white.

The tiger claws with the tiger sword spewed out a bloody light like the sunset, and the space was distorted wherever the tiger claws swung through, and then tore out the heart-palpitating wisps.

Hu Peijun didn't bother to ponder the sword moves and sword intent sword qi that he didn't know where to start, and he didn't have time to care about the yin phoenix that made half of his fur charred.

As long as you do your best to kill this young master of the dragon clan, everything will have a turnaround!

He took a step forward with the increasingly murderous sword qi of the protective body, and the cold sword qi was so dense that he had no time to take care of it, and countless small wounds were torn out all over his body, and blood was dripping;

He squeezed away the hurricane-like sword qi and finally stepped forward again.

He never thought it would be so difficult to kill someone.

Chang Xi, who was in a black robe agitated by the wind, looked at the tiger claw less than a foot away from his chest, and the fierce aura on it could easily tear through the space, but there were still no obvious ups and downs in his eyes, but there was a kind of looseness and boredom that had seen the end settled.

The strength of the Holy Son of the White Tiger Clan is naturally undoubted, and the fact that Hu Peijun has been able to grow from a murderous North ** since he was a child is the best proof. In terms of fighting ability, Xuanwu Xuanyu Zhen naturally has to be ranked last, although Xin Tong of the Feng Clan is not inferior to the White Tiger Clan in terms of attack methods, but most of the more subtleties are in Nirvana Rebirth, and Hu Peijun's experience makes him proficient in clean and neat killing methods, which is obviously more threatening. If he encounters the pheasant this time, maybe the dragon clan is destined to lose a leader this time.

It's a pity that there are countless causes and effects in the world, and there is no if.

"Fuck off. There was no fluctuating tone, and the two words fell like thunder in Hu Peijun's ears.

This type of White Tiger Split Yuan Claw that could easily obtain the head of the Ember Elder is the power of the Tiger Peijun's pressure box, he roared in his heart, he felt that his claw was obviously so close to that person's chest, and it only took a hundredth of his breath to penetrate it, but why was it as if time had stood still at this moment, and he couldn't move forward?!

The forbidden sword technique that once required Chang Xi to gather momentum is now at his fingertips, Hu Peijun only felt that there was a flash of fire in front of him, and in the next moment, a red cross slapped him in the face, not only interrupting his indomitable attack, but the purple-black demonic armor covered on the tiger's head was also shattered, and countless hot sword qi like dragon's breath drilled into his head and turned over the river and sea, and he screamed out in front of pain for the first time.

It's just that before he could shout a second time, he shut up.

Because there were a series of red crosses that fell on him like a slap in the face, directly dispersing his Netherworld Tiger Divine Determination, the four-legged white tiger was majestic one moment as if it was about to pull the immortals down to earth, and the next moment it ended up in such a miserable situation.

Chang Xi, who was expressionless, directly grasped the red cross of the forbidden sword technique with his hand, and slapped it fiercely in Hu Peijun's face. Although the power of the Burning Silence Style may be slightly insufficient compared to the Shangqing Cloud Breaking Style, it is better to be familiar with the use and urging methods, and with his current kendo attainments, he can easily use it continuously.

Under such a terrifying combo, there are millions of catties of hidden dark energy superimposed layer by layer, thanks to the fact that Hu Peijun is the holy son of the White Tiger Clan, I am afraid that if I am a bystander, I will die directly and I can't die anymore.

The white tiger with shattered nether armor smashed to the ground like a rag bag in mid-air, the flesh and blood in the depths of his body were still banging, and the twisted tiger head spat out a large pool of blood, and the white tiger struggled to stand up, but fell down again and again, until finally he couldn't stand up again.

The Qilian Mountain here is quiet, and the needles can be heard.

The demons who had great expectations for this competition between the Holy Sons of the Four Divine Beast Clans only felt that the world was spinning for a while. They originally thought that the competition involving this level and each other's faces should at least be evenly matched, and they would have to fight for a long time, who would have thought that this young master of the dragon clan could be so strong that it was so unreasonable, it was completely one-sided!

The branches of the White Tiger Clan and countless vassal groups were like ashes.

The Dragon of the Candle and the Tiger Roar had both stood up at any point, and the Dragon Breath and the Tiger Jin fought in the air, apparently the latter tried to interfere with the situation and was stopped by the Dragon of the Candle in time.

The dragon of the candle sneered: "What? I can't afford to lose? If I can't afford to lose, don't play! The patriarchs of the White Tiger Clan have been quite passable, but your generation has rotted directly to the bones, and it has simply lost the face of your White Tiger Clan's ancestors!"

"Good, good, good!" "Fighting in the air and wrestling wrists was not Tiger Roaring's strong point at all, and he was quickly defeated. The other clansmen of the White Tiger Clan were humiliated by the old dragon in front of the patriarch, and they dared not speak out. The qualifications and strength are not in place, and it seems powerless to say anything.

Chang Xi fell back into the ring, hooked his fingers, and always removed the sword array that was filled with strong death intent in the entire holy ring to suppress, and the seven flying swords flew back into the sword master's sleeve like a nest, only the Yuehong Sword was very dissatisfied, saying that the whole battle did not give him a chance to show off in front of his junior brother at all. Fortunately, Xin Tong came to the rescue in time, handed Chang Xi a look, touched the head of Yuehong Sword Spirit, and with the guarantee of the master's mother, he calmed down the naughty little guy.

Without the suppression of the sword array's death intent, the white tiger with half of his body buried in the rubble was finally able to get up, because the demon power was exhausted and he lost the strength to fight again, but his eyes looking at Chang Xi were still fierce and fierce.

"If it weren't for my two ladies here, who didn't want them to see too much blood, you would have been dead by now, and your father wouldn't have been able to save you. Chang Xi ignored the serpent-like gaze of the Tiger Peijun, and now he has the qualifications to overlook all living beings.

"Bang, bang, bang!" A lonely but firm applause rang out, and all the demons looked at it, and it was a young man with a saber on the second floor of the palace with pride written on his face and took the lead in applauding.

The other three people in Xianyang City also stood up straight and began to applaud. The Black Widow, the Golden Thunder Eagle, and the Jadeite Blade Mantis also got up at this moment to learn this etiquette that belongs exclusively to the Terran to the victors. More and more demon beasts did the same, and applause swept through the entire holy arena and the ring palace like a tide, and one after another cheers rushed into the sky.

In the dragon camp, Bai Xiaoshuang applauded the hardest, a pair of white tender palms had been patted red, and she was sincerely proud and happy for the young master.

The old woman in charge of the entire Feng clan held the crested staff in her hand and nodded with satisfaction.

The hero was bathed in the light, Chang Xi was as arrogant and impatient as he was back then, raised his hand to thank the demons, and just as he was about to step out of the ring, a thin little fox did not know how to cross the blockade of the holy ring and staggered towards him.

The little fox cried out with the last bit of strength in her body.

"Chang Da Da, Chang Da Da, help us!"