The strength of the white tiger was too great, and his palms pressed against Ling Feng on the embroidered spring knife, and his nostrils snorted with a hot glare. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info White Tiger grew this mouth, and a mouthful of extremely sharp sharp teeth showed Ling Feng's eyes. The white tiger kept twisting his neck and swaying his head around, stretching his neck vigorously in the direction of Ling Feng, looking at the trend as if he was about to bite off Ling Feng's neck.

At this moment, he and the white tiger have fallen into a state of Jiaozuo, as long as Ling Feng has the slightest retreat, then the first person to die is definitely himself. Now that the White Tiger has been completely enraged by himself, the speed and strength of his attack are definitely much stronger than before. Ling Feng did not show weakness at all, and his body continued to burst out with true qi and converge on the embroidered spring knife. Ling Feng's arms were bruised, and beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead slid down his delicate sword eyebrows.

"Ling Feng ......" Xiao Xiao shouted loudly, hoping that he still had time to help.

......In order to gain precious time, Xiao Xiao swung his sword with his left hand and threw the green pheasant sword away, and the green pheasant sword retreated and slashed at the white tiger with a sharp chirp.

"Boom!" Suddenly, the dragon swept a puddle of water from the pool with its mighty tail. The green pheasant sword, which had passed Xiao Xiao's powerful true qi, slashed through the water layer, and still attacked the white tiger fiercely.

"Big brother, be careful......" Just when Xiao Xiao was about to rush to Ling Feng's side and attack the white tiger, suddenly the evil dragon swam over quickly in the air, so fast that Xiao Xiao didn't even see it too clearly. said that it was too late, and then quickly, Qinglong jumped in front of Xiao Xiao and the others behind the white tiger in the blink of an eye, like a barrier that could not be crossed in front of everyone, and on the side of the "barrier", Xiao Xiao and the others could only helplessly worry about Ling Feng fighting against the white tiger alone.

"Click!" told the spinning pheasant sword that was about to cut the white tiger's hind legs, and suddenly the evil dragon did not look down to take a closer look, and casually stretched out a dragon claw full of scales, which looked very powerful and ferocious, and grabbed it violently, and the green pheasant sword was held in the claw by the green dragon.

"Stand back, ......!" Qinglong Lan went to meet again, and the green pheasant sword was in its claws. Xiao Xiao suddenly stopped his sprint, and also stopped Zhao Hu and the others who rushed behind him. Xiao Xiao stretched out his arms in front of everyone, and slowly retreated step by step, looking at the opportunity to counterattack.

"Big brother, the green pheasant sword ......" Zhao Hu held a spear in his hand, stood behind Xiao Xiao, and looked up at the big, thick, and long body of the green dragon, the green pheasant sword looked so small in its dragon claws, it was completely like a chopstick. Zhao Hu looked at Qinglong's claws, which were obviously clenched hard, and looked at the trend Qinglong was planning to break this piercing iron product. Zhao Hu knew what the Pheasant Sword meant to his eldest brother Xiao Xiao, and couldn't bear to see the Pheasant Sword being destroyed like this, Zhao Hu couldn't take a small step forward, but he was immediately stopped by Xiao Xiao.

"It doesn't matter, no one or anything in the world can break the pheasant sword, its flexibility can be called ......" The pheasant sword has been with him for more than ten years, Xiao Xiao and the sword in his hand are like relatives, Xiao Xiao is too familiar with the pheasant sword, and said to Zhao Hu with his head sideways, but ......

"Click!" A shrill sound of metal breaking reached everyone's ears, and Xiao Xiao couldn't say a word anymore. The whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and turned his head to look at the green pheasant sword in the claws of the green dragon. Zhao Hu, who was standing behind Xiao Xiao, was even more stunned, but he couldn't say half a sentence with his mouth grown.

Under everyone's gaze, the green dragon let go of the ugly dragon claw, and the green pheasant sword broke into two pieces and slipped out of the dragon's claw, falling to the ground with two muddy sounds, and there was no crisp sound and sharp chirp from the past.

"Pheasant Sword......" The sound of the broken sword also reached Ling Feng's ears, Ling Feng's instinctive eyes left for a moment and looked at the "dead" Pheasant Sword on the ground, shouting in his heart.

"Ah......h

"Smack!" Ling Feng realized that he had made a fatal mistake, and when he tried his best to dodge, he found that the bloody tiger palm of the white tiger had reached his chest, and Ling Feng could no longer dodge, this blow was definitely going to be taken down. At this moment, Ling Feng clenched his fists, and all the true qi in the dantian gathered in his chest, betting on this with the powerful true qi in his body. As long as his true qi is strong enough to withstand the blow of the white tiger, then even if he is injured, he will not be life-threatening.

"Bang!" Ling Feng was slapped away by the white tiger and smashed hard into the stone wall beside the sword-washing scholar, and a deep crack suddenly cracked in the stone wall.

"Smack!" Seeing Ling Feng fall to the ground, but in an instant, Ling Feng turned over in the air, supporting the ground with one hand, and Ling Feng knelt on one knee beside the sword-washing scholar.

"You, you ......" I didn't expect to receive such a violent blow from the white tiger, but the person next to him still had such strength, and the sword washing scholar stared at Ling Feng beside him. Although he was hit by a blow, Ling Feng looked more fierce in his eyes and more domineering in his aura than before.

"Poof......" Ling Feng suddenly covered his chest with his left hand, his expression was uncomfortable, and finally spit out a mouthful of injured blood on his body. Just spit out this mouthful of blood, Ling Feng's whole person suddenly collapsed and sat beside the sword-washing scholar.

"You, you are really seriously injured!" Seeing the scene just now, the sword washing scholar knew that Ling Feng was also injured. It's just that it seems that his injuries are much better than his own, and the sword washing scholar doesn't understand that the blow of the white tiger just now was enough to smash the person to pieces, why the person next to him was only injured. It's not that the sword washing scholar wants something to happen to Ling Feng, it's just that he is very strange about how powerful this person around him is and hasn't used it all.

"It seems that this big tiger is really powerful, even if the tiger hero Wu Song comes, he will definitely fall into its hands...... Cough, cough ......" Ling Feng said as he spoke, coughing a few times because his body was injured and the temporary lack of qi and blood in his body was now.

"What a strange person, in this situation, since he still has the extra energy to gossip...... Ahem, ahem, ......" The sword washing scholar looked at Ling Feng beside him, and inadvertently coughed a few times, waiting for him to open his fist, but found that his palm was already bloody, and it turned out that he had coughed with blood.

"You still lean here and don't move...... Ling Feng slowly got up, glanced at the sword washing scholar with a haggard face, and immediately turned to look at the Qinglong White Tiger, and continued, "Since it didn't kill me this time, then the next time is when I kill it!" )