"Bang~"

There was a loud noise, and before the two of them could take action, the tiger group suddenly exploded like a volcano, and several tigers were blown away.

Blood filled the air, but among the countless tiger corpses, a purple figure quickly rose up, like a cold-faced Rakshasa. There was no sharp sword in his hand, but the fierce murderous aura around him was more terrifying than any weapon.

"She succeeded!"

In mid-air, Nangong Yi's flying figure suddenly stopped and looked at the woman in mid-air in disbelief.

The overwhelming internal force, even from such a long distance, he could still feel its turbulence and bloodthirsty, as if the god of death was eroding anything alive bit by bit.

"The Secret Door of Xuanqi" was originally a secret book for the cultivation of internal strength. It is divided into nine levels. It is said that for thousands of years, the highest level is only eight levels, and no one has ever reached the peak.

Now, with his fingers tightened, an indistinct emotion flashed in Nangong Yi's eyes. He remembered that this girl didn't understand the words inside at all, and it was he who translated the first layer for her the day before yesterday.

Unexpectedly, in just one day,...

If this continues for a long time, I'm afraid that within half a year, her martial arts will be far superior to his.

Ling Mulao did a backflip in the air, and seemed to feel two deep eyes staring directly at him. When he glanced back, he met Nangong Yi's inexplicable gaze.

"How about it, do you still dare to bully me now?"

Lifting the corners of her eyes, Ling Mulao smiled proudly. Once she increased her internal strength a few more levels, I'm afraid this hippopotamus wouldn't be her match in a few days.

"This king only bullies his own women!"

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and in a flash, Nangong Yi was already standing in front of Ling Muchao, with a faint smile and a faint gaze.

However, in this lightness, there are too many deep emotions that cannot be described or captured.

"I only bully my own men!"

Looking at each other candidly, Ling Mulao smiled lightly. At this moment, her eyes were bright and dazzling, making everything eclipse in an instant.

As he spoke, he swung the dagger and threw it behind Nangong Yi. A cold light flashed, and with a sound of "Ouch~", a tiger that was rushing towards Nangong Yi suddenly fell to the ground.

"careful!"

At this moment, Nangong Yi pushed out with a palm, and a fierce cyclone suddenly overturned mountains and seas. Before the two tigers could get close to Ling Mulao, they were already shaken to pieces by the air current.

With a sword and a palm, the two handed their backs to each other.

There was no flash of sword, no clanking sword aura, only the surging bloodthirst.

In the green forest, the wailing sounds of countless tigers slowly hovered in the sky, causing birds to flee in all directions. The green branches and leaves turned scarlet in an instant.

Blood splashed everywhere, one blue and one purple in mid-air changing moves rapidly, the cyclone exuded a dense cold air, leaving only corpses everywhere it passed.

"Brother Six, Rao'er, you are simply my idols!"

Nangong Qi, who was standing blankly in the distance with eyes full of excitement, couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the two of them.

Feng Yan: "..." Although there is not much expression on his face, the admiration in his eyes cannot be concealed.

Having followed Nangong Yi for decades, he was not surprised that the prince had such abilities. He did not expect that the Demon-Suppressing Saint...

"That's awesome!"

The man who was covered in wounds and had just escaped from the claws of the tigers couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this. "Bang~"

There was a loud noise, and before the two of them could take action, the tiger group suddenly exploded like a volcano, and several tigers were blown away.

Blood filled the air, but among the countless tiger corpses, a purple figure quickly rose up, like a cold-faced Rakshasa. There was no sharp sword in his hand, but the fierce murderous aura around him was more terrifying than any weapon.

"She succeeded!"

In mid-air, Nangong Yi's flying figure suddenly stopped and looked at the woman in mid-air in disbelief.

The overwhelming internal force, even from such a long distance, he could still feel its turbulence and bloodthirsty, as if the god of death was eroding anything alive bit by bit.

"The Secret Door of Xuanqi" was originally a secret book for the cultivation of internal strength. It is divided into nine levels. It is said that for thousands of years, the highest level is only eight levels, and no one has ever reached the peak.

Now, with his fingers tightened, an indistinct emotion flashed in Nangong Yi's eyes. He remembered that this girl didn't understand the words inside at all, and it was he who translated the first layer for her the day before yesterday.

Unexpectedly, in just one day,...

If this continues for a long time, I'm afraid that within half a year, her martial arts will be far superior to his.

Ling Mulao did a backflip in the air, and seemed to feel two deep eyes staring directly at him. When he glanced back, he met Nangong Yi's inexplicable gaze.

"How about it, do you still dare to bully me now?"

Lifting the corners of her eyes, Ling Mulao smiled proudly. Once she increased her internal strength a few more levels, I'm afraid this hippopotamus wouldn't be her match in a few days.

"This king only bullies his own women!"

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and in a flash, Nangong Yi was already standing in front of Ling Muchao, with a faint smile and a faint gaze.

However, in this lightness, there are too many deep emotions that cannot be described or captured.

"I only bully my own men!"

Looking at each other candidly, Ling Mulao smiled lightly. At this moment, her eyes were bright and dazzling, making everything eclipse in an instant.

As he spoke, he swung the dagger and threw it behind Nangong Yi. A cold light flashed, and with a sound of "Ouch~", a tiger that was rushing towards Nangong Yi suddenly fell to the ground.

"careful!"

At this moment, Nangong Yi pushed out with a palm, and a fierce cyclone suddenly overturned mountains and seas. Before the two tigers could get close to Ling Mulao, they were already shaken to pieces by the air current.

With a sword and a palm, the two handed their backs to each other.

There was no flash of sword, no clanking sword aura, only the surging bloodthirst.

In the green forest, the wailing sounds of countless tigers slowly hovered in the sky, causing birds to flee in all directions. The green branches and leaves turned scarlet in an instant.

Blood splashed everywhere, one blue and one purple in mid-air changing moves rapidly, the cyclone exuded a dense cold air, leaving only corpses everywhere it passed.

"Brother Six, Rao'er, you are simply my idols!"

Nangong Qi, who was standing blankly in the distance with eyes full of excitement, couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the two of them.

Feng Yan: "..." Although there is not much expression on his face, the admiration in his eyes cannot be concealed.

Having followed Nangong Yi for decades, he was not surprised that the prince had such abilities. He did not expect that the Demon-Suppressing Saint...

"That's awesome!"
Chapter completed!