Jian Yinghao knelt on one knee, his right hand holding the sword trembling slightly, sweat dripping from both sides of his cheeks, and it fell to the ground, smashing it to pieces.
This was the seventh wave of White Tiger phantom attacks he had faced. Ever since he entered the White Tiger Secret Realm, he had been transported to a strange confined space. At first, there was nothing in the space except a stone pillar more than half a foot high. There is a huge bead inlaid on the stone pillar. The bead seems to be transparent, and the image of a white tiger can be vaguely seen inside.
He didn't pay much attention to it at first, thinking that the image inside might be some rare treasure, so he was about to step forward and take it. Unexpectedly, before getting closer, the image of the white tiger in the bead suddenly magnified dozens of times, and a huge white tiger stood upright in the sky, letting out a shocking roar!
Immediately afterwards, many phantoms of white tigers suddenly appeared in the space and rushed towards him from all directions.
The sword hero flew with his long sword, constantly resisting the attacks of these white tigers. After fighting for a while, he discovered that these phantoms were very similar to the demonic creatures he had seen in the Demonic Blood Continent before. They all existed as energy bodies. It was difficult to kill them with one hit and could only be weakened continuously.
This is going to be hard. There is an endless supply of white tiger ghosts, and the killing efficiency is not high, so we can only fight a war of attrition. Fortunately, although these phantoms are difficult to deal with, their transformed strength is not high, and they can still hold on for a while.
After fighting like this for a whole day, the first wave of white tiger phantoms were all killed. He counted them silently in his mind and found exactly one hundred. He raised his head and glanced at the image of the white tiger still suspended in the air, and found that the image seemed to have shrunk a little, and its outline seemed to be blurred.
He paused for a moment, planning to gather his strength and launch a fatal attack on the image of the white tiger in mid-air. Who would have thought that without waiting for his killing move to come, the white tiger suspended in the void would once again let out a more powerful roar.
Jian Yinghao's heart trembled. This was a signal. Could it be that it could transform into many white tigers again? As soon as I changed my mind, I felt the air flow fluctuating in the space. Sure enough, when his spiritual consciousness swept over him, he was surrounded by the phantom of the white tiger that had transformed again, and the phantom that surrounded him this time was stronger than the previous one!
The way forward is blocked. If you want to go to the front of the stone bead, it seems that you must pass the test of the white tiger's shadow!
The second battle lasted for five days. Because the image of the white tiger transformed this time has a stronger aura, and the number has reached two hundred.
After killing them all, Jian Yinghao no longer dared to act rashly. He quickly sat down cross-legged and carried around, trying his best to restore his own consumption. These white tiger phantoms are too difficult to deal with. Not only the increase in number and strength, but also the various attack methods.
Pounce, jump, dodge, shear, hit..., every attack is no less than the full attack of any Void Fairyland monk. But he doesn't know yet, this is just the beginning!
By the time the third wave of white tiger phantoms appeared, their numbers and cultivation levels had once again increased by one level. Not only that, but there were also long-range attacks.
The transformed white tigers were divided into several echelons. Some rushed in front of him to engage in close combat, while others stopped in place, their whole bodies glowing brightly. After a moment, they transformed into a ball of light, and spit it out from their mouths, like It's a magic attack that usually comes from a distance.
"Fuck! These white tigers are so perverted!"
Jian Yinghao cursed in his heart. The fairy spiritual power he had just killed two hundred of them had not yet been fully recovered. He had to face so many attacks, both long and short range.
There were all of them, and I was really in a hurry for a while. However, his fighting talent is astonishing, and his knowledge of swordsmanship that has been immersed in him for over a hundred years is finally reflected.
Unlike Cheng Ling, he has learned a lot of things, such as swordsmanship, magic, body refining, alchemy arrays, etc., with a variety of methods. Coupled with his extraordinary intelligence and incredible opportunities, he is far ahead among the monks of his generation.
Since his birth, he has devoted himself to practicing swordsmanship under the influence of his parents and teachers. It can be said that he is more like a pure swordsman than Cheng Ling.
Bai Hu's attacks became more and more frequent, and he had to adjust his attack methods to achieve the greatest weakening effect with the least expenditure. The direction, angle, and strength of the sword are constantly adjusted, and the more attacks from the white tiger, the more powerful they feel.
His eyes were piercing, and he was constantly deducing and improving his fighting methods in his mind.
The white tiger's slaying, leaping, tail-tickling, and claw-tearing attacks all seem to be applicable to swordsmanship. Gradually, he began to try fusion, combining White Tiger's various attack methods with his own swordsmanship, and the efficiency of killing enemies was greatly enhanced.
But these alone are not enough. After all, there are too many white tigers. Just relying on the fighting method of weakening the opponent's aura can only be a drop in the bucket!
We must find a way to increase the killing efficiency again! At this time, what would Brother Cheng do if he were here?
As blessed as his soul, a thought flashed through his mind. If it were Cheng Ling, he would definitely find a way to find the weaknesses of these white tigers and kill them with one strike! By the way, a flaw! Attack their vulnerabilities!
But these white tigers are all illusory energy bodies, and they don't seem to have any flaws. Then the only way is to concentrate all attacks and instantly defeat their energy center.
The limbs of the white tiger shouldn't be a vital part, and a hit wouldn't kill it with one hit, so try cutting off its body.
Just do it when you think of it, fuse the white tiger's leap and dodge skills, and after dodging the attacks of several white tigers in a row, your eyes flashed, the long sword drew a bright arc, and instantly cut a flying white tiger in half.
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The white tiger screamed, but unfortunately did not disappear immediately. Instead, it dragged the remaining half of its body, touched the ground with its front feet and rushed over again.
Jian Yinghao felt depressed and cheered up to try again. This time, the other white tiger's head was cut off directly, but this still didn't work. After the head was cut off, the remaining body still crashed into it desperately.
After finally dodging several white tigers, Jian Yinghao became fierce this time. He filled his right arm with strength and stabbed the white tiger that came after him with a sword.
The long sword instantly passed through, piercing the tiger's tail from the head, and a surprise appeared. The white tiger's entire body dissipated over a large area, leaving only a very small amount of energy.
Jian Yinghao's eyes lit up, there is a way! The sword that just penetrated the white tiger's body seemed to have the effect of killing with one blow. But the straight-line attack is too concentrated. If it can produce a horizontal explosion effect the moment it hits the white tiger's body, the entire white tiger's energy body should be defeated instantly!
After finding the right method, Jian Yinghao became energetic. He had heard Cheng Ling talk about this sword technique before, but he didn't pay much attention to it at the time. Now it is perfect for use here.
At the moment, he adjusted his condition, flicked his feet, and targeted a white tiger that was coming to attack him, and struck out with his sword. Just when I sensed the white tiger
At the moment of his body, the power of his right arm exploded horizontally. In an instant, the white tiger phantom seemed to explode inside, and white light points scattered in all directions. After a while, it disappeared!
Not only that, while killing the white tiger phantom, he also felt a pure energy entering his body, and the huge consumption of fairy power seemed to be replenished. But at the same time, I also felt a twinge in my right arm!
After all, it was the first time to use this horizontal explosive technique, and the arm muscles could not bear it for a while. Jian Yinghao focused on the sword. Relatively speaking, the tempering of his physical body was not as strong as that of Cheng Ling. The horizontal burst of sword energy killed the white tiger phantom, but also caused damage to his muscles.
This is not going to work. Just killing a white tiger phantom will cost a lot of money. There are hundreds of white tigers in front of you, and it is unknown how many more white tigers will appear in the future. It must be more condensed, just like the power of a sword, it can still exert a strong effect when compressed to one thousandth.
In this way, Jian Yinghao completely immersed himself in it and became familiar with the sword moves he struck. As the number of trials increases, you become more and more proficient. Gradually, the control of force becomes more acute, and the accuracy of the burst of lateral force gradually increases. Eventually, the arm muscles can fully bear it.
Another point is that after mastering the sword technique that kills with one blow, every time a white tiger phantom is killed, a pure energy can be felt back to itself. The fairy spiritual power that had been consumed for the most part began to be replenished, and it was still improving, heading towards a higher realm.
Just like Liu Qingyan, after advancing to the Nine-Star Earth Immortal Realm in several years, she has been unable to advance to the Earth Immortal Realm. Now that I encounter such an opportunity, I wouldn't be willing to let it go.
Jian Yinghao was gradually getting better, but the white tiger suspended in mid-air began to go berserk. The white tiger phantom that appears in the space all comes from its own energy. Every time a sword hero kills one, one's own reserves will be weakened a little.
But it has no choice at all. Due to the limitations of its own environment, it can only use illusions to attack the invading enemies.
Time passed slowly, and all the illusions of the third wave of four hundred white tigers collapsed. Not only did Jian Yinghao not suffer any damage, his energy and spirit had also reached a higher level. The white tiger was furious, not giving any time to breathe at all. With a roar, the fourth wave of higher-level white tigers transformed again.
However, as these white tigers transformed, their shadows became even blurrier!
Jian Yinghao was not surprised but overjoyed. These white tigers in front of him were like pure energy sources. As long as we kill them all, will the Earthly Fairyland be far behind?
He was completely caught up in the endless killing, and all he could see was the tip of the sword. The sword moves are even more like a horse flying in the air or an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace behind. Even if Cheng Ling saw it, he could only marvel at the exquisiteness of the opponent's swordsmanship. At this moment, his swordsmanship reached its peak!
The killing continued. The fourth, fifth, and sixth waves of attacks were completely defeated, and the number of phantoms killed exceeded 5,000! Just after the last white tiger in the sixth wave died under the sword, his cultivation finally achieved a breakthrough. The fairy spiritual energy in the space poured into his body crazily. Even the energy of the white tiger suspended in the air was pulled out a little, and he instantly reached the earthly fairyland. !
But this breakthrough completely angered the white tiger, and it roared more powerfully than ever before. The dense and countless white tiger phantoms were like torrential rain, almost completely covering the entire space!
