Phew! Phew! Phew!

The sword in Bai Hu's hand quickly drew out countless sword lights and killed them. In the blink of an eye, more than ten people from the Dark Territory Temple lay down.

At the same time, Ma Yu and the other four had already fought with each other's people, and many people from the Dark Territory Temple fell down without being able to hold on even one move in their hands.

"Brothers, the people from Rakshasa Hall are here to support us. Let's all work together to kill these bastards from the Dark Territory Temple!" Someone in the crowd recognized Bai Hu and shouted loudly.

"kill!"

After hearing these words, the people who were already in a state of defeat suddenly brightened their eyes and their momentum immediately increased.

Many wounded soldiers who were injured on the ground also got up from the ground and rejoined the battle.

For a time, morale improved again.

"You, the Rakshasa Hall, can't protect yourself, yet you still come here to meddle in other people's business. You are so impatient!"

At this time, the old man named the leader of the other party also noticed the five white tigers. After finishing his words, he rushed towards the white tiger.

"Old bastard, come on, let's see how I kill you!" Bai Hu roared angrily, raised his knife and faced him.

"I don't know how high the sky is!" the old man snorted coldly, raised his hand and swept out a few violent gusts of wind to block the white tiger's sword.

Although Bai Hu's cultivation during this period had reached the level of Zhan Zong Xiaocheng, the opponent was Zhan Zong Dacheng, one level higher than him, so Bai Hu naturally didn't take him seriously.

The aura on his body instantly rose to the extreme, and he once again blasted out several air waves towards the white tiger.

"You'll know right away who doesn't know how thick the sky is!" Bai Hu said in a deep voice, and several rays of swords shot out.

Kick! Kick! Kick!

After their attacks collided, they each retreated seven or eight steps, and their breaths became slightly disordered.

"Not bad, you were able to push me back so far, but you made me lose my sight!" The old man shook his sore arm.

"However, you can't save them with just your skills..."

"So much nonsense!" Bai Hu interrupted him in a deep voice: "Let's end it here. I'll send you to see King Yama!"

call!

Immediately afterwards, without talking nonsense to the other party, he activated ten of his power to form a blood shadow sword technique and slashed out.

He must fight quickly now. Every minute he delays, one of his Daxia compatriots will fall.

Moreover, the situation of Ma Yu and the four others was not very good. They blocked all the opponent's more than ten mid-range combatants, all of whom were in the middle and late stages of the God of War.

With everyone on the other side joining forces to attack, the four of Ma Yu already suffered some injuries.

"You are the one who wants to see King Yama!" The old man on the other side obviously didn't pay attention to Bai Hu's sword. He roared angrily and blasted out several thunderous palm winds to meet him.

However, the moment the two people's attacks collided, his expression instantly stiffened.

The arc-shaped blade ripped through his attack like a sickle in the hand of Death and dodged past his throat.

Gulu! Gulu!

He reached out to cover the edge of the knife, opened his mouth to say something, but fell straight down without a single word coming out.

There was a look of unwillingness on his face. He never thought that he would not be able to take Bai Hu's sword.

"Elder Art!" Several people fighting against Ma Yu cried out in pain when they saw this scene.

"Ma Yu, give them to me, and you go and stop the others!" Bai Hu rushed to Ma Yu and said in a deep voice.

"Copy that!" Ma Yu and the other four responded at the same time and quickly rushed around.

"Come on, let's send you down to accompany your elders!" Bai Hu shouted loudly, and the sword suddenly appeared and slashed out like lightning.

Puff puff!

The God of War level cultivation was obviously no match for him. With one strike, three heads rose into the sky.

"Run!" After seeing Bai Hu's skill, the remaining ten or so people still had no fighting spirit and ran towards the entrance of the compound.

"Can you run away?" Bai Hu said coldly, and his body dodged out at the same time, teleporting at a speed much faster than the opponent.

The result was no suspense. In less than two minutes, all ten men lay down without any breath.

What happened next was much easier to handle. After seeing that all the main forces on their side were killed, the remaining five or six hundred people on the other side lost any intention of fighting and all fled towards the gate of the manor.

However, they obviously thought too much. After killing so many Da Xia Er Lang, how could White Tiger let them live?

Five minutes later, the last man was chopped into two limbs by Ma Yu and fell paralyzed.

"Thank you, Boss Baihu, for your life-saving grace!"

Later, Feng Maorong's deputy general led hundreds of men to the five white tigers, knelt down on one knee and shouted in unison.

"Get up, pack up and get out of here quickly!" Bai Hu responded loudly.

"Thank you, Boss Baihu!" Everyone expressed their gratitude again and stood up.

Then, Bai Hu walked towards Feng Maorong with a sad expression.

"You...what do you want to do? Don't mess around!" Feng Maorong couldn't help but take a few steps back after sensing Bai Hu's anger.

"Let's not talk about you risking your brother's life to block the knife. Take a look at the scene for yourself. How many people have been killed just because you wanted to show off?!" Bai Hu's voice was cold and bone-chilling.

"The dark world is so cruel. From the first day they stepped here, they should have known that one day, they..." Feng Maorong took a deep breath and responded.

Snapped!

Before he could finish his words, he was slapped again by Bai Hu and flew away.

"Since you want to die so much, then I will help you!" Bai Hu said in a deep voice, then raised his sword and was about to strike out.

"Brother White Tiger, no!" the former deputy general shouted out.

Then he walked over quickly and continued: "Master Feng is a member of the Feng family in the capital. If you kill him, you will be implicated!"

"It's a member of the family again!" Bai Hu was stunned for a moment and then roared angrily.

Boom!

As soon as the words fell, Feng Maorong's eyes rolled back and he fainted.

The reason why he didn't kill the other party was not because he was afraid of the family, but because he was worried that he would cause trouble to his elder brother.

Anyway, big brother is coming soon, let him handle it!

"Take him with you and follow me to the Rakshasa Hall immediately!" Bai Hu then explained.

"Roger that!" everyone responded.

"You have killed so many people in my Dark Territory Temple and you still want to leave?" At this moment, an old man's angry voice sounded over the compound.

"All of you must die!"

While speaking, a turbulent force swept over everyone, and everyone felt as if they were suffocating.

"Half-step war emperor?"

Bai Hu frowned, and a look of solemnity appeared on his face.

As he finished speaking, an old man also wearing a black robe walked in from the door of the manor, speaking as he walked...???.

"Do you really think that our Dark Territory Temple has so little strength? That only shows that you are a bunch of frogs in the well and have no idea how powerful the Dark Territory Temple is!"

"After today, all Daxia people in the dark world will die! No one can change this result!"

"If you kill yourself, I will leave you with a complete body!"

"Boss Baihu, the five of you leave first, don't worry about us!" the deputy general shouted loudly.

"Haha, I am not your Lord Feng!" Bai Hu smiled faintly and then his tone became serious.

"Xueying Erlang, I stand upright and no one has ever abandoned any of my brothers!"

"Don't abandon, don't give up!" Ma Yu and the four of them shouted in unison: "Kill!"
Chapter completed!