Immediately, Han Yue took out nine fourth-level flame talismans from the mustard bag and said: "By the way, this is given to you by King Zhennan. The prince said that the things he sent will never be returned."
"Thank you!"
Ling Feng put the flame talisman and the meditation futon into his Xumi bracelet, and then he disappeared like a ghost.
A moment later, the North City Gate.
On the city wall, on the left is the battlefield.
Nearly a hundred soldiers in white clothes were fighting Dachu soldiers in red clothes.
Although the Chu army had tens of thousands of soldiers, they were retreating steadily. Because the soldiers in white clothes are all innate masters at the lowest level, and there are three strong martial arts masters among them, namely Bai Tao, Bai Feng, and Bai Yong, the three elders of the White Tiger Tribe. There were only a few orifice refining masters among the Chu army, so they were naturally retreating.
On the battlefield on the right, two figures, one red and one white, were fighting. The red and white colors were surging with energy. Any soldiers who came close were either scorched by the flames or cut into pieces by the golden wind. One of the two men is a middle-aged man wearing a white robe with gold rims on the cuffs and the mark of the Holy Fire. He holds a red flying sword and controls a ball of red flames. This person is a Suzaku Holy Envoy, with the Taoist name Danyangzi. The other person was a middle-aged man in white clothes, holding a platinum long sword, exuding a menacing edge, but it was Bai Sheng, the leader of the White Tiger tribe.
Bai Sheng's sword was extremely fierce and unparalleled. Every time the swords clashed, the flying sword was repulsed. Danyangzi had to retreat continuously. If he didn't have the Suzaku Holy Fire, he might not be Bai Sheng's opponent.
Under the city wall, a huge white tiger, nearly five feet tall and no less powerful than a giant wild elephant, approached the city gate and slapped its huge tiger claws.
With a bang, the city gate was shaking. The dozen or so soldiers pushing against the gate behind the city gate vomited blood and flew backwards as if struck by lightning!
Although this white tiger is not a pure-blood beast, it is already at the late fourth level, close to the peak of cultivation, and its demon power is extremely powerful, far better than the martial arts of the same level.
Immediately, the huge white tiger claws clapped again.
The city gate collapsed, and a dozen soldiers who had no time to evacuate were crushed into pulp by the large iron gate.
At this moment, the white tiger jumped suddenly and pounced on Danyangzi on the city wall.
"Not good! This place is dangerous!"
Danyangzi's soul thought penetrated hundreds of meters around him, and the moment he sensed the white tiger's murderous intent, he immediately used his sword control skills and turned into a red sword light and retreated quickly.
Immediately, the huge tiger claws fell, gravel flew everywhere, and a large piece of the female wall was grabbed by the sharp tiger claws.
"Want to run!"
Bai Sheng immediately flew with his sword, turning into a white rainbow and chasing after him. His speed was not inferior to Danyangzi's flying sword.
However, there is not much difference between wielding a sword and wielding a sword. It just depends on who has the deeper level of cultivation.
At this time, a young man wearing black leather armor flew past the rooftop and hurried to the north gate.
The young man in black armor is naturally Ling Feng. At this time, he had already put on a complete set of black snake leather armor, and the leather boots still had some acceleration effect.
Suddenly, Ling Feng saw two rays of light, one red and one white, passing rapidly above his head. He paid no attention to it and continued to the North City Gate.
A moment later, Ling Feng rushed to the North City Gate.
At this time, rivers of blood flowed from the city wall, and the Chu army was almost completely dead or injured.
The city gate had also been broken, and the three elders of the White Tiger tribe led the soldiers into the city, killing the fleeing Chu troops wantonly on the streets near the city gate.
The huge white tiger was lying on the city wall, and traces of bloody aura and black aura continued to gather in his body. The bloody aura is the power of blood, and the black aura is the aura of killing and death. The white tiger is the main killer and can absorb the killing and death energy on the battlefield to improve his cultivation.
Looking at this killing scene, Ling Feng's expression suddenly changed, and he felt murderous intent in his chest. Fortunately, there were not many people in the city, otherwise there would have been rivers of blood. With a sweep of his soul, he discovered the four great martial arts master-level combat powers. One is naturally the White Tiger, and the other three are naturally the three elders of the White Tiger Department.
White Tiger's combat power is the strongest, almost as good as the peak warriors of Wuzong, and it is difficult to kill him instantly. Ling Feng decided to deal with the three elders first. Therefore, he first automatically added points to the spirit value and set it to Soul Locking Chain lv7. Then he used Canglang Qi to activate Xiaoyaoyou with all his strength, and activated the Qinggong to the level of spiritual illusion. His body was like a ghost and phantom. With a few flickers, he waved The sword struck at a middle-aged man in white who had the weakest cultivation among them.
This person is Bai Yong, the third elder, whose cultivation is close to the peak of the early Wuzong. The strong man of Wuzong could see the surroundings with his soul, and his reaction was so sensitive. As soon as Ling Feng came closer, the long sword in his hand immediately surged, and with a sudden slash, the white sword energy condensed with the sword's intention slashed towards Ling Feng.
However, Ling Feng's figure suddenly flashed away and appeared behind him in an instant.
Bai Yong's expression changed drastically and he turned around hastily.
"not good!"
The first elder Bai Tao and the second elder Bai Feng immediately discovered Bai Yong's crisis.
Just when they were about to rescue them, the illusion of a white dragon appeared and let out a thundering roar.
This time the Dragon Roar Soul Technique was a group attack, which could only frighten the souls of the three major martial arts sects for an instant.
However, a moment was enough.
The cold dragon sword in Ling Feng's hand slashed quickly, blood flew out, and a head fell off. His movements did not stop at all, he gathered the ice soul power to freeze the corpse, and the Sumeru bracelet in his left hand flashed, and he put the head and corpse inside.
Immediately, the two of them woke up, Bai Tao's eyes widened angrily and said: "Seeking death!"
The two people's bodies flashed, condensing white sword aura, and at the same time, they flashed their swords and slashed towards Ling Feng.
As the blade approached, Ling Feng's figure suddenly disappeared from their sight. But both of them were strong men in the martial arts. Their soul thoughts shrouded their whole bodies, and they were able to see into every detail, and they instantly discovered Ling Feng behind them. The two of them turned around at the same time, about to swing their swords!
A bolt of black energy suddenly shot out, struck into Bai Tao's mind, and turned into a black soul-locking chain, binding his Gengjin martial soul.
Although Bai Tao was also a late martial artist, the quality of his soul power was far inferior to that of the Soul Locking Chain, and he was restrained. Naturally, he couldn't resist it. His soul was instantly suppressed by the Soul Locking Chain, and he fell into a sluggish state.
At this time, only Bai Feng was left. When he discovered that the great elder Bai Tao had been tricked, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy. He gathered his sword intention and sword energy and slashed out quickly.
Ling Feng dodged the sword energy in a flash, swung his sword and slashed sharply, and at the same time activated his soul skill Dragon Roar. The phantom of the white dragon appeared instantly and let out a sky-shattering dragon roar.
Bai Feng's expression suddenly froze and he was stunned for a moment.
The Hanjiao Sword passed quickly, blood spattered, and a head fell. In an instant, life and death were divided!
Ling Feng was about to kill Bai Tao in one go.
At this time, his expression suddenly changed, because the sky was shrouded in a huge shadow.
However, the monster White Tiger discovered Ling Feng and jumped down from the city wall to kill him.
Ling Feng's mind was racing at high speed. If he continued to kill Bai Tao, he would probably be killed by the white tiger. But if this opportunity is missed and Bai Hu joins forces with this person, it will be another troublesome matter.
"No, we must kill!"
Ling Feng's murderous intent was determined in his heart. He dodged and fled away quickly. However, the cold sword in his hand flashed and turned into a white sword light that passed through Bai Tao's head. chapter;
