Life is at stake, this white tiger still has the leisure to joke. Wu Zhenggong was surrounded by red smoke, and at first glance, he was really a jiashi wearing red and hanging colors. However, what he said made some sense, the sword qi cultivation of this head of the Shanshui Sword Sect was indeed weaker than that of his senior brothers.

The Shanshui Sword Sect practiced with the way of the sword, and after cultivating the sword qi, it was no longer necessary to use the real sword, but could directly condense the sword and transform the sword. The condensed sword qi pays the most attention to the word "pure condensation", and the sword qi cultivated is naturally the purer the better, and the more condensed the better. Just now, Wu Zhenggong's sword qi slashed a small tree, directly splitting the small tree into pieces, looking fierce and domineering, extremely powerful, in fact, it just shows that his sword qi is not pure, and splitting a tree is more than enough, if it is changed to a cultivator's magic weapon or other talisman magic weapon, or a talisman condensed with mana, I am afraid that it will be scattered when it collides.

Wu Zhenggong thinks very highly of himself in his life, he loves to brag and wants to save face, just now in front of the monk of the Eight Bitters, the sound of the tiger demon Xuandan shook his spirit, making his body shake, and he was also intoxicated with the impassioned emotions of criticizing the 'untalented', so he was defenseless. Otherwise, according to his cultivation, at such a distance, if he was concentrating and guarding, how could it be so simple to be disturbed by the howling sound of a tiger demon who had not been transformed for a long time, and it would be a joke to spread it. What's more, he was still talking in front of the monks and monks of the White Tiger Temple at that time!

Wu Zhenggong was ashamed and angry at the moment, and scolded in his heart that the three disciples were really wasteful, and even this little tiger demon couldn't be subdued, if he was trapped with jianzhen early, why would he let himself make a fool of himself in front of the eight bitter monks! This tiger demon's casual ridicule really hit his shortcomings, and his face suddenly became gloomy and terrifying! Gritting his teeth, he secretly swore in his heart that if he caught this tiger demon, he must peel off his skin and bones to relieve the hatred in his heart! At that moment, he was running his mana with all his strength, and his body was a little faster.

Although the white tiger laughed, he also deliberately provoked the old man, so as to take the opportunity to fight back or escape, but he did not dare to be careless in his heart. This was a large clearing, and there was a large forest not far ahead, and when he ran away, he had already recognized that he wanted to flee to that forest, compared to the unobstructed clearing, as long as he drilled into the forest, it would be of great benefit to himself.

But at this moment, the white tiger suddenly heard a sharp sound of breaking the air in front of him, looked up, and almost didn't startle, only to see three extremely sharp cyan sword qi coming straight towards him. The old man of the Shanshui Sword Sect finally reacted, his cultivation was much more clever than this white tiger, and at that moment, he condensed three sword qi and grabbed the front of the white tiger to force it first.

The white tiger was helpless, and on the side of his body, he had to grab his tail and flee to the left, but he didn't expect to run two steps before there was another sound of breaking the air, and three sword qi galloped in front of him. The white tiger scolded the old man for being shameless in his heart, roared, turned around and rushed towards Wu Zhenggong.

Wu Zhenggong was also stunned, why did this white tiger turn around and rush at him directly, did he really not want to live? He had just condensed into three sword qi to prevent this white tiger from continuing to run away from the right side, not long after the three sword qi were issued, he was making a bend to block it from the right side of the white tiger!

He thought that the white tiger was bound to flee to the left when it encountered the sword qi in front of him, so he also sent three sword qi on the left, and thought that the white tiger was attacked on the left side, and it was bound to run to the right, so he thought that the enemy plane would first send out three more sword qi to the right!

Unexpectedly, the white tiger actually dared to face him, Wu Zhenggong didn't care about the three sword qi that had been sent out of the red, he stopped his body, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and formed a sword shape with his right hand, and a cyan sword qi swallowed at his fingertips, just waiting for the white tiger to get closer, so that he could kill it with a sword! He secretly thought in his heart, with his sword qi cultivation, after this sword, the white tiger would be disemboweled, and blood would flow all over the ground. Thinking of this, the sneer on the corner of his mouth is even stronger!

How could the white tiger not know what he meant, but in the current situation, only by fighting hard and injuring this old man can he have a chance to escape. Running rapidly, he opened his mouth and spit out his natal Xuandan, and Xuandan immediately let out a huge roar that shook the sky, and it did not spread, it condensed into a bundle, and it was completely aimed at Wu Zhenggong alone. It seems that this tiger demon is very proficient in this magical power!

The white tiger rushed, the whistling sound was deafening, Wu Zhenggong ran the town red smoke to resist the collision of the whistling sound on the soul, and in an instant, he flowed around him, and saw the white tiger jumping over, rushing towards himself, the town red smoke suddenly dispersed, the red smoke flowed, completely concealing his figure, the fingertip sword qi suddenly soared, a sword swinged, the sword qi went straight to the neck of the white tiger, and this time the head of the white tiger was about to be cut off!

At this moment, he suddenly heard a Buddha horn, and the ascetic came out of nowhere, and he also jumped between the sword qi and the white tiger, and punched out a fist left and right with both hands at the same time, and two golden lights came out of his hands, concentrating the sword qi and the white tiger respectively. The white tiger was suddenly knocked to the ground by the golden light, motionless, as if it had been knocked unconscious. And the golden light collided with that sword qi but there was no sound at all, I saw that after the golden light and that sword qi were handed over, the two directly fused with each other to cancel each other, and there was no collision at all.

Wu Zhenggong looked at it in his eyes, and sighed in his heart, this monk is much more clever than himself, a punch out, looking extremely domineering, but he didn't expect it to dissolve his sword qi, not directly colliding with the sword qi; This monk is the same generation as him in terms of seniority, but his Vajra supernatural cultivation is beyond his reach, and he can't help but sweat a little at the moment!

The ascetic resolved the conflict between the two with his fists, landed gently, and carried Lu Zheng on his back, and smiled at Wu Zhenggong: "Mr. Wu, offended, the poor monk came to ask you for a favor!"

The corners of Wu Zhenggong's mouth twitched slightly, his eyes rolled, and he smiled reluctantly: "What the master said is polite, I don't know what the master means?"

As the two were talking, the three disciples of the Shanshui Sword Sect rushed over, holding their swords and were about to make a move on the white tiger that fell to the ground, but they were stopped by Wu Zhenggong, and they didn't dare to make a mistake at the moment, so they retreated to stand behind Wu Zhenggong.

The ascetic monk smiled and said: "Mr. Wu, the poor monk was born in the White Tiger Temple, and today I happened to see that the original body of this tiger demon was a white tiger.

Wu Zhenggong said in his heart, the monk of the Eight Hardships, you practice asceticism diligently, and you rely on a pair of feet wherever you come from, and it is a violation of the precepts to use this white tiger as foot power. You want to beg for your life for this tiger demon, and you actually use this reason, if the old man doesn't sell you a face, he can't say it. What's more, there is also a bottle of Buddhism's antidote elixir Qingling Pill, I have heard that this pill is good at curing all kinds of poisons, and it has the effect of purifying the body, he is actually willing to give up such an elixir for this monster! It's just that I told him just now that it was this tiger demon who first collided with me for no reason, but this lie was about to be exposed by him...... Well, this monk must have seen that there was a problem, otherwise he would not have rashly come to beg for the life of this tiger demon, but even if it is exposed, the old man can come and ask three questions, and he is sure that this tiger demon is guilty of it for no reason, and it is impossible for people in the cultivation world to believe in that tiger demon, but they don't believe in me, the elder of the Landscape Sword Sect.

He turned several thoughts in an instant, and then he laughed and said: "The master is really polite, the master is merciful, he can't bear to see this beast die, just say a word, why take out the elixir? The master has a life, I will naturally let this tiger demon go, as for the elixir ......" As soon as these words came out, a disciple with a nose like a hook behind him hurriedly said: "Uncle!"

Wu Zhenggong waved his hand to stop and said, "Needless to say, Uncle Shi has his own opinions!" and then smiled at the ascetic: "As for the elixir, it must not be accepted, otherwise it will be known to fellow practitioners in the cultivation world, and I will think that I, Wu Zhenggong, have earned a bottle of elixir from the master with the life of a tiger demon!"

The ascetic smiled slightly, and said: "Mr. Wu, you and I had a relationship at the Buddhist Conference ten years ago, and today you led your disciples to enter the world to practice and meet the poor monks, and the poor monks gave several disciples with this elixir, which is also a good fate, sir, don't shirk it anymore!"

Wu Zhenggong waited for the ascetic to say this, and then Haha smiled and said: "If the master says so, then Wu will not be able to accept it." I can speak, I haven't stepped forward to take it yet!

The disciple behind Wu Zhenggong with a hooked nose stepped forward to take the porcelain vase in the hands of the ascetic and put it away, turned around and returned to the other two, and then the three of them bowed together to thank the dervishe, and the ascetic also returned the salute with his palms together. Lu Zheng saw it clearly behind the ascetic, and he couldn't see this Wu Zhenggong.

Wu Zhenggong smiled and said: "Master, Wu and the others have delayed their trip for this matter, so they have to set off to travel to the world quickly, don't pass here, I hope that the master will be free, come to Tongmeng Mountain for a trip to the first peak, and let the Shanshui Sword Sect entertain you!" After speaking, he hurriedly left with the three of them.

When the four of them walked away, the ascetic gently patted the white tiger on the forehead and unsealed it, and the white tiger suddenly stood up from the ground, and when he stood up completely, he turned into the appearance of the tiger-skinned man just now, and as soon as he woke up, he said: "Your punch is so powerful, it directly sealed my original body change, so that I can't move, it's really clever!"

The ascetic said, "Since the donor is fine, let's go this way." Let's leave it at that!" With that, he turned and left.

The tiger demon man hurriedly caught up and said, "I'm a tiger, not the donor, but I heard it clearly just now, it was you who saved me from the old man's hands, and said that I wanted me to give you a leg force." You saved my life, and it doesn't hurt if I do your leg strength!"

The ascetic smiled and said, "The poor monk sees that you have a simple temperament, and you don't look like a random evildoer. Just now, I just used this excuse to ask for a favor from the Landscape Sword Sect, so as to spare your life, and I can't take it seriously. What's more, the poor monk's cultivation is an ascetic, and the precepts will not use you as a foot force! In the future, as long as you remember to do more good deeds and less evil deeds, you will live up to the poor monk's attempt to save your life, so you can go!"

The tiger demon man was a little naïve, straightened his neck and said: "This is not good, the monsters in our Danxue Mountain have always been one one, and two are two." Although I have not been in human form for a long time, I also understand the truth of knowing the grace of retribution. The first time I climbed over the fence, I didn't want to bump into those wicked people, and I couldn't help but say that I did it, and you saved my life. You are my benefactor, and since the benefactor said let me do your foot strength, then I will do your foot power!"