'roar'!

Even though his arms were severely damaged, Haihu's angry teeth straightened his waist regardless of his almost shattered arms, and let out a roar of evil spirits.

An unprecedented power surged from the angry teeth of the Sea Tiger and the hearts of the 1,295 Sea Tiger tribe members lined up behind him, like a hot magma that instantly filled their bodies, burning them all red.

From the body to the soul, the young elites of the Sea Tiger clan, such as the Sea Tiger Clan, all released dazzling light.

Fresh vitality filled the whole body, Haihu roared to the sky with a roar of joy, and the brothers behind him also roared happily - this time, the Haihu clan did not retreat or dodge, even though the enemy was the elder of the Jianmen, they still rushed towards them!

Their backs are straight!

Li Mofeng stood at the entrance of the hall, clenched his fists with both hands and stared at Elder Jian Jiu tightly.

When Chu Tian left, the control token of the Hancuiya Mountain Protection Array handed over to him was pinched and he made a "crack" sound. As long as he had a thought, the infinite array derived from the Maha array diagram would be activated with all his strength.

Even Elder Jian Jiu, with the power of the Maha Formation Diagram and the energy core that supports the operation of the entire Formation Diagram - the huge spiritual marrow provided by the white jade shaft of the Qiqiao Heavenly Palace, with a light blow, Elder Jian Jiu will be crushed to pieces.

but……

Li Mofeng's eyes swept through the rows of halls in the distance and the ordinary Han Cuiya disciples.

Hancuiya now has tens of thousands of disciples, their family members, and the medicine workers responsible for planting various herbs, combined, with nearly one million. It is not difficult to kill an elder of Jianjiu. What should the Sword Sect do to retaliate with all its strength?

Not to mention, during the war, Han Cuiya, as a small alchemy sect in Wufeng Canyon in the Fifth Island Circle, dared to kill the general inspector sent by Lingjing?

Li Mofeng took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress his impulse.

It is easy to kill one person. How to keep Han Cuiya’s foundation safe is the issue that Li Mofeng should consider as the chief manager of Han Cuiya.

His heart was cooked like oil, Li Mofeng stared at Haihu's arms that were almost crushed with rage and shouted sternly: "Rage teeth, go back! Who gave you the courage to dare to offend this VIP? Go back, I will punish you, and you, face the wall and think about it for a thousand years!"

Haihu turned his head with anger. He glanced at Li Mofeng, whose face was covered in blood, and suddenly grinned.

"Master Mo Feng, you are really similar to the elders in the clan!"

Haihu smiled with anger - the gentle, gentle and mellow Li Mofeng is really very similar to the elders of the Haihu clan. They always look forward to the front and worry about the safety of their tribe!

But many times, you become gentle, gentle, gentle, and polite, and people don’t think so.

When people hold a knife and press it against your neck, forcing you to do something unhappy, or even when they are determined to destroy your whole family, go to see the hell of gentleness, gentleness and other things!

Haihu looked at Li Mofeng with an apologized smile.

He and these brothers of the Sea Tiger clan have straightened their waists, and he will never allow their waists to bend down again.

If you die, you will die. The Haihu clan has been dead for a long time. This time, Haihu's angry teeth want to live a good life according to his willfulness!

"Where is the White Tiger Festival Hall, come!" Haihu roared with anger. He stomped his feet hard. The bracelet hanging on his broken wrist flashed with a cold light. A silver flagpole made of silver and a silver-white flag roared out.

A ferocious flying tiger on the banner spread its wings and roared to the sky!

A fierce evil aura surged into the sky, and the roar of the sea tiger's angry teeth came from afar.

Agile and agile figures jumped quickly. These were the young soldiers of the Sea Tiger clan. Many of them were only six feet tall. In the Sea Tiger clan, they only belonged to underage teenagers!

Tens of thousands of sea tiger warriors who were selected to join the White Tiger Festival Hall, had low cultivation and weak strength, rushed over and stood behind Haihu's rage teeth without fear.

Compared with brothers such as Haihu Rageya, who had personally experienced the darkest survival stage of the Haihu clan, these young Haihu clan members were energetic and even more passionate. They formed a ten-fold white tiger killing formation without fear, and stood in front of Elder Jianjiu with his head held high and his chest held high.

The twelve disciples of the Sword Sect who were blown away only then trembled and got up.

Their arms were broken, and the terrifying sword energy tore open wounds deep within their bodies. The Haihu's angry teeth gathered the power of the formation and attacked with all his strength. Although the lethality was shared by the twelve people, it still caused heavy damage to them.

Several disciples of the Sword Sect were the first to be hit. Their ribs were broken and they vomited blood from their mouths. They finally stood firm after shaking them.

Compared with those heroic and proud sea tiger warriors, these disciples of the Sword Sect had scattered hair, withered breath, and a proud expression on their faces, but there was a little more horror and suspicion in their arrogance. At first glance, they looked like a group of proud peacocks, but they were thrown down by a group of rough bears and stripped off their gorgeous feathers. They were all extremely embarrassed.

"It's interesting!" Elder Jian Jiu slowly pulled out the sword from his waist, and he smiled slowly, "It's interesting. I must admit that you Han Cuiya people are more courageous than the other!"

With a sneer, Elder Jian Jiu shouted sternly: "Since you are so brave, I will help you cut it smaller!"

The sword light flashed, and two gorgeous sword lights were like waterfalls in the galaxy. The "Cravara" slashed towards the sea tiger with a huge sound.

The arc-shaped sword light that was more than ten feet high flew past, and two huge cracks were torn apart in the square based on the crown of Lao Jingui. Countless broken branches and leaves flew dozens of feet high. A low roar suddenly came from the depths of Lao Jingui's trunk.

An old man's face appeared on a tiny branch. The old tree monster stared at Elder Jian Jiu's back with a gloomy expression and quietly disappeared.

The sword light roared, and countless fist-sized silver lights in the arc-shaped sword light were like meteors flying, colliding with each other, bursting, splashing out wisps of dazzling light, forming a brilliant sea of ​​stars.

The sword energy was about to slash in front of the Haihu's angry teeth. The flag of the White Tiger Festival Hall standing in front of the Haihu's angry teeth was shining brightly, and wisps of clouds gathered from all directions. A large mountain protection formation on Hancuiya was mobilized.

'guard'!

Haihu shouted with anger.
Chapter completed!