Zhao Wujiang and the Black Wind Tiger King flew to the mountain square outside the palace.
The rest of the people in the hall looked at each other, shocked and ridiculous by what happened today.
Xiongshan Dharma Protector Crazy Sheep's head was full of shock and confusion. Why did he feel that the eldest brother of the Wolf King, Zhao Wuxu, was more suitable for the prefix of madness than him?
Should we fight now?
Are the ten of them still discussing with each other?
The Tiger Pioneer's eyes flashed, and the aura it saw on Zhao Wuxian made its heart tremble. It tiptoed and took the lead to sneak out of the hall.
It is no longer necessary to compete with the Tiger Guards of Shura Mountain.
No matter what the results of their ten demon cultivators are today, they cannot overshadow the competition between Zhao Wuxu and the Black Wind Tiger King.
Little White's eyebrows were raised in worry, and its figure flashed as it appeared in the Shanlin Square. It wanted to be on guard against the heavy attacks of Black Wind and others.
There is no suspense about the outcome of this competition. The eldest brother Zhao Wujiang will definitely lose. It depends on how long he can persist.
"Today's young people." The old Bear King shook his head, carrying the bear claws on his back, and walked slowly out of the palace.
The Tiger Guards also stormed out of the palace.
They are the Tiger King's men. They have experienced countless lives and deaths, but they have never seen such a human man.
Light as a feather, resourceful, aura and courageous, yet heavier than a mountain.
Zhao Wujiang took a deep breath, and slowly drew a picture in the void with his left hand. A thunder talisman appeared and melted in his hand.
Taoist magic? The Black Wind Tiger King took off his cloak and swung it back. His knotted muscles swelled, and sharp cultivation was already condensing on the tiger's claws.
Zhao Wujiang used the silver-white thunder in his left hand as an arm armor, and the ink-like liquid in his right hand was slowly flowing.
As he muttered words, the sound of wind and thunder appeared all around him, and blue thunder arcs and red thunder arcs also appeared between his hands.
Heifeng's eyebrows were solemn. It was sparring with Zhao Wuyang, and it would definitely not make the first move. It was waiting for Zhao Wuyang to launch an attack first.
Five thunders condensed in Zhao Wujiang's hand, and the colorful sizzling thunderball became bigger and bigger.
This is one of the Taoist Thunder Techniques, the Five Thunder Strikes, which is considered a profound Taoist technique.
Previously, due to the cultivation level, I couldn't display it, but now I can finally display it.
"Five thunder strikes!"
He threw the thunder ball violently and appeared in front of the Black Wind Tiger King in an instant.
"boom!"
The colorful thunder ball exploded, and at this moment the world in all directions was trembling.
Hei Feng's eyes widened, his tiger claws filled with black energy, and he pressed his palm on the exploding thunder.
A violent aura rushed towards the face, and bright white light shot out in all directions, illuminating its tiger face filled with shock. The roaring wind of thunder made its robes rustle, and its beard and hair were pulled back.
Its tiger claws pressing against the thunder trembled slightly, and smoke curled up.
After a breath, the power of thunder was extinguished, and the world in front of him returned to clarity, but its tiger claws were scorched black, and most of the flesh was burned.
"Okay!" It said only one word in a deep voice, approving Zhao Wuyan's offensive.
It didn't dodge or dodge, it took it hard and suffered only minor injuries. It wasn't even an injury. It healed in the blink of an eye.
If this attack had been performed by the Red-Blooded Wolf King, it would have laughed loudly and proudly.
But this powerful blow, this blow that could hurt it, was performed by a human monk who had not yet passed the Lord's Tribulation.
It couldn't help but be shocked and sighed in its heart. If it were a monk at the same level as Zhao Wuxu, it would probably have been destroyed physically and mentally.
It's not just that it shocks.
The demon cultivators who were watching were all so shocked by this colorful thunder ball that their scalps went numb.
The demon cultivator was originally afraid of thunder, and the thunder that Zhao Wuyang unleashed was really like a brilliant thunder.
Even the Black Wind Tiger King, who is so powerful, will suffer some minor injuries. It is conceivable that if they were on the field, they would have been defeated.
Although Zhao Wuyang was no match for the Black Wind Tiger King, he was enough to amaze them.
"The future life is terrible." Old Bear King sighed.
The worry on the little white wolf's face faded, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
