Chapter 919 The sad white tiger!

"Please give me the ancestor spirit!"

The two Red Tiger and Black Tiger were both roaring violently at the same time.

boom!

A white breath full of sharpness gushed out from the two of them, and the hanging robes swayed, as if swept by strong wind, making a sound.

Even if the beard and white hair are also standing upside down!

The two seemed to wake up like an angry tiger, full of danger.

Immediately.

The sharp aura that surged from the two of them was connected in the air, slowly condensed a huge white tiger phantom.

Although it was a phantom, the oppression that the white tiger gave people was real, and the pressure was almost breathless.

The momentum that was as powerful as a prison transcends the ordinary half-step heavenly realm.

Already standing at the threshold of the Heavenly Realm.

Although it is not a real heavenly realm, it is obviously much stronger than the ordinary half-step heavenly realm!

"It is worthy of being one of the fifteen major forces in China and Turkey, and it actually has such a trump card!"

Zhao Fang narrowed his eyes and estimated that the strength of the White Tiger Ancestor Spirit should reach the level of the Heavenly Realm.

But compared with the magic dragon, it is obviously much inferior!

"That's interesting!"

Zhao Fang smiled, his smile was extremely bright, "I, the Vermilion Bird-handed Sword, have never killed any powerful enemy since I got it. Today, I can use the blood of this stupid tiger to wash these two hands.

sword."

"Roar~~"

Zhao Fang's words made the ancestor spirit Baihu extremely angry and roared at Zhao Fang, and a momentum that made people fall into an ice cellar was also conveyed.

"Things who don't know how to be alive and die dare to provoke the ancestor spirit. You're done!"

The two Red Tiger Black Tiger who awakened the ancestor spirit with the secret technique of the White Tiger Divine Court in their body, had a pale look at the moment, but their eyes were as fierce as a knife.

"I'm finished?"

Zhao Fang laughed, "If it were just it, it would be you who would be done!"

The word 'ah' is still echoing, and Zhao Fang's figure has already rushed to the front of the ancestor spirit white tiger. The Vermilion Bird crossed his sword with his hands, and the powerful spiritual power roared, turning into a big flame bird, rushing towards the ancestor spirit white tiger

And go.

The ancestral spirit white tiger roared violently, and was not afraid at all, and wanted to compete with the big flame bird.

After a tiger claw smashed the flaming bird at the cost of injury, Zhao Fang's sword attacked again.

But it was the lower abdomen of the ancestor spirit Baihu.

The ancestor spirit White Tiger was shocked, and its lower abdomen was its vital point, so it naturally could not be injured.

As the roar was sharp, the tiger roared the world, and the sound wave formed shook the two swords, and the ancestral spirit white tiger showed its claws at the same time and slapped Zhao Fang.

Zhao Fang had a expressionless face, moved his body and stood on the back of the ancestor spirit Baihu.

The ancestor spirit White Tiger roared angrily, and his muscles rioted all over his body, trying to shake Zhao Hang down.

However.

Zhao Fang's feet were as if they were rooted in the back of the ancestral spirit white tiger. No matter how hard it struggled, it could not drive Zhao Fang to the tiger's back.

"Dead!"

Zhao Fang's voice was cold, and his hands were like two ropes, and it directly hit the shoulders of the ancestral spirit white tiger, breaking its two forelimbs directly.

Aww~~

The ancestral spirit white tiger screamed, his voice shrill, and his shaking sounds all over the fields.

Zhao Fang had no expression on his face, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and rushed forward at the moment when the ancestor spirit white tiger howled.

Those two plugs.

The sharp blade entering the body of the ancestral spirit white tiger was directly cut from the forelimb of the ancestral white tiger to the tail vertebra under the guidance of Zhao Fang's Qian Chong!

"open!"

The moment Zhao Fang jumped up, a violent shout came from his mouth.

But seeing that the ancestor spirit Baihu, who was still majestic and extremely oppressive just now, had his body cut into three pieces from his head!

As the blood squirted, the ancestral spirit white tiger roared, his eyes blew, and glared at Zhao Fang, with a hatred expression that he wanted to swallow and bite him to pieces.

Zhao Fang didn't care about the reaction of the ancestor spirit Baihu.

He just glanced at the ancestor spirit Baihu in a little surprised, "Are you Xiaoqiang?"

He knew that when he tore open the body of the ancestral spirit white tiger, he also bombarded the six-colored flames into the body of the ancestral spirit white tiger. Although the six flames did not merge, the single attack was also very terrifying.

This ancestral spirit White Tiger can actually hold on. It is conceivable how strong its body is!

"If you fall down early, you can suffer less. Since you don't want to, I can only dissect your sword."

Zhao Bing didn't care much.

For him, the ancestor spirit Baihu is just a slightly stronger opponent, and it is impossible to threaten him!

The long sword flew and the sword energy sprayed, and Zhao Fang was about to take action.

In the distance, the sound of dragons roaring and birds suddenly came from the sky.

At the same time, there were also terrifying fluctuations at the moment of might.

"Um?"

Zhao Fang raised his eyebrows slightly and looked over.

Although I couldn't see anything, I could feel three powerful fluctuations, coming from three directions, and the destination was the White Tiger Sect.

"Are you from the other three major sacred academies? You came very quickly."

Zhao Fang withdrew his gaze and looked at the battle between the sword demon and others.

On the side of the sword demon, eight of twenty-four people died.

There were nine people, and the White Tiger Divine Courtyard, suffered heavy losses, and nearly fifteen powerful people from Yuetianzun were given heads.

This record made Zhao Fang frown slightly.

The twenty-four late-stage powerful people such as the Sword Demon, plus the Ten Palace Kings, are no less than the White Tiger Divine Academy in terms of the number of strong people.

But after fighting for a long time, he only died six or seven fewer than the other party, which made Zhao Fang a little dissatisfied.

"The casual cultivator really cannot compare with the strong men of the orthodox power. With the same lineup, he just remains unbeaten..."

Zhao Fang shook his head secretly, thinking that thanks to the Ten Kings who helped the battle, otherwise, the Sword Demon and others would not be enough to fight in the White Tiger Divine Academy.

"Haha~~ Junior, you're done! The three major sacred academies have arrived. Today I want to see how you can escape!"

Chihu pointed at Zhao Fang and laughed.

Zhao Fang was originally dissatisfied with the achievements of Jian Mo and others, and felt angry. At this moment, Chihu's words undoubtedly hit the gun.

Zhao Fang looked at Chihu coldly, "Noisy!"

While speaking, he slapped out with a palm, and his momentum was like wind and thunder, whistling away, which made Chihu's face change drastically and he responded in a hurry.

Heihu also knew that Zhao Fang's methods were amazing and helped Chihu deal with it.

Rao is so.

When the palm fell, the two of them were beaten and vomited blood at the same time, and their serious injuries were severely injured and retreated.

Seeing this scene, Hemingway and others felt more and more afraid and vigilant about Zhao Fang's strength.

After the two of them were severely injured, Zhao Fang did not hold back and was about to make a break for them and send them on their way.

Just as he was about to take action, three powerful auras suddenly rushed towards Zhao Fang from three directions.

Zhao Fang was slightly shocked. Although these three auras were also half-step heavenly realm, they were even stronger than the auras when Chihu joined forces. They were already at the peak of the half-step heavenly realm, just like the day.

President of the White Tiger Sect.

Think like this.

Zhao Fang already knew about the master who suddenly stopped him from killing Chihu and others, and even had the three auras of killing him!
Chapter completed!