A total of 31 people from both sides fought together, and the scene was extremely fierce. Although there are as many as 19 people on the Liuyun Mountain side, 15 of them are new disciples and lack practical experience. Only Yan Nan and the other four are senior disciples who have practiced for more than 20 years and have strong combat effectiveness. Although they are superior in numbers, they do not have an advantage at all.
The fighting prowess of the first level of the White Tiger Xuan level was finally revealed at this moment.
But I saw the long knife in his hand pointing and scratching, and at the same time, the white Gang Qi was as thick as white milk surrounding his body. It was also unpredictable and could be attacked or defended. In mid-air, one against five was not losing at all;
When Qiao Yu saw Zhang Mo coming to help, her heart skipped a beat. She held her breath, blinked hard and was convinced. She was so excited that she couldn't believe that her despairing and arrogant heart suddenly became extremely calm. The force of the counterattack suddenly increased by 30%.
Wei Changji and Pan Xiao were extremely jealous when they saw that the poisonous spider Guo Peng was their enemy, and the three of them quickly got into a fight.
On the Liuyun Mountain side, Feng Zhao and Ma Liang are considered high-level Huang-level combatants. Zhang Mo, Shen Liang, Ni Shou, Wan Zhou, and Duanmu Zongchang are all junior Huang-level combatants. Although Yan Nan and Zhang Guohao have recovered from their injuries, they cannot use their full strength and can only swim. walking on the periphery;
Wei and Pan were scumbags. When they beat Guo Peng, they fell into a disadvantage.
Ji Xiaoyu saw that Zhang Mo was just wandering around the periphery and not using his full strength. He knew in his heart that he would no longer care about him and went to help Wei Changji and Pan Xiao.
While the fight was in full swing, Feng Zhao suddenly became full of fighting spirit. He slashed out with his sword, which was like a mountain-shattering force. The powerful force made everyone present change their colors. Even a being as powerful as a white tiger, faced with such a powerful sword force, had to temporarily avoid its edge, and his body floated back, retreating a full ten feet away.
Taking advantage of this short gap, Zhang Mo instantly concentrated his energy, turned his thoughts into words, and condensed a scripture with the word "slow". He shouted at the white tiger: "Slow down!" His voice was full of majesty and power.
White Tiger's figure visibly stagnated under the influence of the scripture with the word "slow", as if being frozen in space by invisible force, and its movements instantly became slow and cumbersome.
At this moment, Feng Zhao's overwhelming sword had already struck. At this critical moment of life and death, Bai Hu showed his astonishing reaction speed. He ducked out of the way in an instant and was almost missed by the sword. He narrowly avoided it. Fired this fatal blow.
Bai Hu's heart suddenly trembled. He discovered that one of the people besieging him was specifically trying to interfere with him. Although he was not strong, this kind of interference was very unpleasant and made him afraid. He had to hit this person hard first!
The white tiger had made up his mind, and a strange red light flashed in his eyes. The white air on his back instantly burned like hot oil. Suddenly, the white air shot out of the body and turned into an extremely thick, muscled white arm. , grabbing Zhang Mo quickly and without hesitation.
At this moment, the white tiger was like a monster with an arm on its back, powerful and strange. The strange skills of the evil master shocked everyone present, and everyone gasped.
Zhang Mo was startled, then understood his intention, and quickly dodged in the air, but the white arm seemed to have eyes, and kept chasing in the air.
Seeing that the situation was critical, the other besiegers all tried their best to attack. Bai Hu was multitasking and was beaten in a panic by these people in several rounds.
However, his realm was much higher. Faced with the desperate posture of four yellow-level juniors, Bai Hu still tenaciously brought the situation back bit by bit. Although he could not gain the upper hand for a while, he could not see that he had any chance. Declined.
On the contrary, the white arm became more flexible and faster.
The more the four of them fought, the more frightened they became. Seeing that the fighting in the field became more and more intense, a loud shout came out.
"ah!"
The five fingers of the white arm grew longer, and he grabbed Zhang Mo. There seemed to be a white thread on the arm, and he retracted it instantly, dragging Zhang Mo back to Bai Hu in the blink of an eye.
Bai Hu sneered, swung the sword with his right hand to repel the four attacks, and was about to smash Zhang Mo's head with the palm of his left hand.
Suddenly several magic symbols flashed, Bai Hu's face changed drastically, and his eyes flashed with strange light.
"Petrification!"
Bai Hu's body instantly became as hard as a stone. He saw that there were three explosive talismans.
"boom"
"boom"
"boom"
Three loud bangs exploded around Bai Hu.
Both of them were blown away like cannonballs, one on the left and the other on the right.
"Snapped"
The two fell to the ground almost at the same time. Both were covered in blood and their clothes were torn. The next moment, a ball of green anger instantly covered Zhang Mo's body.
This drastic change shocked everyone. Feng Zhao, Ma Liang, and Ni Shou were all happy, and without any delay, three rays of light shot toward the white tiger.
The white tiger had disheveled hair and looked like a fierce ghost. He glanced viciously at Zhang Mo, who was surrounded by green light. Although he was seriously injured, he was fearless. With a shake of the long sword, he fought three people alone and still managed to survive.
Feng Zhao fought head-on, Ni Shou continued to use his body skills to attack and assassinate, and Ma Liang wandered around the periphery, taking the opportunity to use his killing move.
"The world is broken"
Several lightsabers shot at the white tiger from above. The white tiger waved his hand and the lightsabers disappeared.
The fighting in the field became more and more fierce, and the three people's attacks became more and more crazy. Although Bai Hu's defense was a little difficult, it was still flawless. Instead, he occasionally counterattacked, but his moves were vicious, causing the three people to be left and right, and the longer the time dragged on. , White Tiger took the advantage and counterattacked more and more times.
Now the situation in the field is becoming more and more clear. The six people surrounded, plus Shen Liang and Shui Zishu, a total of eight people are fighting against six yellow-level 4th-level cult members from Baihu Hall. They are struggling to hold on, and their decline is obvious.
Wei, Pan, and Ji Xiaoyu fought against poisonous spiders, and it was hard to tell the winner.
The four of Yan Nan, Zhang Guohao, Wan Zhou and Duanmu Zongchang were undefeated against the charming Liu Qing and Xue Lang.
If it drags on for a long time, the White Tiger will definitely win.
Bai Hu shouted loudly: "The Holy Cult will win! Kill me hard! Anyone who is too timid to fight and run away will be punished with death!"
Everyone in the White Tiger Hall suddenly became more powerful.
Although Zhang Mo was injured, thanks to the 'Xuan Dan' body tempering, his muscles and bones were extremely strong, so the injury was not serious. With medical treatment, he recovered quickly.
White Tiger's defensive power is amazing. He has withstood most of the previous explosion damage, but now his fighting power is still undiminished, and the possibility of a comeback still exists. It's really terrifying!
Zhang Mo's face was as pale as paper, swaying like a candle in the wind.
Ji Xiaoyu saw it from a distance and was worried.
He barely maintained consciousness and continued to wander around the periphery of the battle, looking for opportunities.
Suddenly, he gathered his last strength and typed out the verse "Slow!" again. Bai Hu's body shape was affected again, and there was a momentary stagnation.
At this moment, Yan Nan, with quick eyes and quick hands, a body like the wind, and eyes like lightning, stabbed Bai Hu's shoulder with a sharp sword energy. The sword energy broke through the air and brought up a handful of blood.
"Scripture Master!"
Baihu roared angrily, vowing to kill this little bastard who repeatedly used scriptures to influence him.
In an instant, he broke through the siege and rushed to Zhang Mo's side like lightning.
He grabbed Zhang Mo with his huge claws and shouted: "Watch me if I don't crush you, you bastard!" His eyes revealed a kind of cruel pleasure. For him, crushing other people's heads is the greatest pleasure. .
However, at this moment, Zhang Mo, who seemed to be seriously injured and on the verge of collapse, suddenly burst out with a flash of light in his eyes.
"Bloody Storm"!
This is an extremely powerful move in the blood knife spectrum. The sword technique is violent and vicious. The blood knife drew a fatal red arc in the air and stabbed into the white tiger's belly with a 'plop' sound.
At such a close distance, Zhang Mo's speed was so fast that it was impossible to react. If Bai Hu was prepared, he would definitely be able to block it.
The white tiger let out a scream of agony.
When Zhang Mo stabbed harder, Bai Hu was shocked, and the blood knife broke with a 'snap' sound.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Mo instantly ducked away to avoid being counterattacked by the white tiger.
Bai Hu was so filled with hatred that this damned bastard actually pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger, seriously injuring him.
