"Ji Hengyong! Retreat! Retreat!" Chang Wuhui didn't have any sense of fighting in his heart, and he anxiously called Ji Hengyong to retreat quickly. The shock in his heart was endless. Tong Yan actually killed Tai Shu Ling Feng? If it hadn't happened in front of him and happened just now, he would never believe it!

Ji Hengyong wanted to retreat, but he couldn't retreat now. The white tiger culled fiercely, and his barbaric offensive was like waves of waves after wave, almost submerging him.

"Damn evil beast!" Chang Wuhui wanted to withdraw himself, but his eyes turned, gritted his teeth, and rushed towards Tong Yan with a golden knife. "Tong Yan, when I was arrogant, you didn't know where to feed! You are crazy with me, you are worthy!"

"Master Tong, I'm crazy! I'll piss you off to death!"

"Look at the knife! Do you dare to take it?" Chang Wuhui suddenly turned around halfway and swung the knife to slash Qin Ming in seclusion not far away. The golden light was vast, like a river tide, swept across the ruins, and a dragon roared for a long time on the battlefield. The golden light tumbling violently, turning into a golden dragon and rising into the air.

Tong Yan was about to kill Chang Wuhui, and behind him, purple flames were surging, and powerful beast spirits were nurturing. However, the World-Destroying Heavenly Dragon Sword was about to take shape and descended from the sky, and was about to slash Qin Ming. Even if he could kill Chang Wuhui, Qin Ming would be disabled even if he didn't die. But if he rushed to save the fire, he would have to resist the Heavenly Dragon Sword himself.

Tong Yan had a ferocious face. Without thinking, the purple flame wings violently vibrated, causing a strong wave of wind and heat. The whole person flipped in the air, drew a large arc, and landed fifty meters ahead of Qin Ming as fast as possible. Almost at the same time, the golden dragon soared into the sky, coiled around the giant sword, and fell from the sky with the power of collapse of the mountain.

"Wow..." Tong Yan's long hair danced, the sky roared angrily, and the surging purple flames were like a volcano erupting, shaking the earth. For a moment of shock, life and death were at a dangerous situation, and there was no time to release martial arts, so he could only resist.

"Boom!!" The Destroying Heavenly Dragon Sword slashed down with force, sharp and violent, and the mountains collapsed and the rivers turned violent. In an instant, the purple flame waves were split, drowning Tong Yan, and the crowds in the distance were shocked and shouted in a low voice, widening their eyes.

The bright golden light turned the ruins into golden lake tide, and the ground was shaking violently.

"Tong Yan!" Tong Dai and others screamed in shock, their hearts almost reaching their throats.

"No!!" Tong Xin had just arrived and almost fainted by this cruel scene.

"I'm calling the soul! I'm not dead yet!" Tong Yan roared, waved his gorgeous purple flame wings, rushed out of the golden light, and carried the purple flame spear to kill Chang Wuhui. The madness was still there, with a huge fighting spirit. However, Tong Yan's clothes were torn and bloody. A ferocious wound actually expanded from his left shoulder to his left leg. The thick white bones and internal organs were clearly visible, and they were almost split in half. His left arm was trembling, and his left leg was drooping, which was shocking.

The Tianlong Sword almost killed him with a shocking blow.

"Fight with me, you're a little tender." Chang Wuhui snorted coldly, soared into the sky in a golden craze, holding a golden knife in his hand, facing Tong Yan.

"Damn it, what should I do?" Fang Muge wished he could commit suicide in person, but the eighth heaven realm was really powerless to intervene, and maybe it would drag Tong Yan down.

Feng Xiaoyao nodded secretly. He didn't like Tong Yan's personality very much, but admired Tong Yan's spirit! He winked with Xiaojiu in the distance, looking for opportunities to kill!

Xiaojiu raised her beautiful eyebrows, and her eyes slowly regained her spirit as if she was wandering. She stared at Chang Wuhui in the fierce battle. Her fair and delicate little hands slowly clenched the two-meter-long mace.

The white tiger roared angrily and spewed out a vast murderous aura. The seventeenth time he shook Ji Hengyong back, three spears appeared behind him, silver-white, covered with ancient and complex patterns, bursting out murderous aura to soar into the sky, and the light was radiant. The spear soared into the sky, and suddenly formed, with a power of heaven, as if forged by tiger bones, thick and cold, surging with a terrifying momentum.

As soon as the spear came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the audience. The spear was filled with a strong light, and it looked like three pillars of heaven standing under the moonlit night, impacting everyone's vision.

Xiao Huang and the others watched solemnly. The scene on Kirito Island is still fresh in memory. As soon as the white tiger spear came out, he killed Chiyan Zhuque alive.

"Roar!" The white tiger roared and rushed forward. The three spears turned their edges backwards, locked in Ji Hengyong, arranged around the white tiger, and followed Ji Hengyong. The fierce aura and blood power of killing filled the world, making countless strong people tremble. Is this the real inheritance of the white tiger? Otherwise, how could there be such a powerful and fierce power?

Ji Hengyong's face was solemn, but he was not afraid. It was a moonlit night, with bright moons in the sky and endless moonlight. It was the most suitable time for the Moon Worshiping Clan to fight, and his combat power would increase at least 30% more than usual. He was wearing the moon and the full moon. The moonlight around him was boundless, not only shrouding him, but also flooding the mountains and forests behind him and the crowds watching the battle.

When the white tiger arrived, three spears seemed to rush out of hell, surging with the aura of catastrophe, and the killing power was terrifying.

"A villain, die!!" Ji Hengyong roared, and a huge palm suddenly rushed out of the depths of the moonlight, like a white mountain pushing out flat. It was too huge, and everyone felt their insignificance in an instant. The palm was pushed flat, and it suddenly closed, and it actually grabbed the white tiger, closing it tightly, as if a world was piled up.

“So strong!”

"The momentum of this attack is about to approach Shengwu."

"The Moon Worshiping Clan under the moonlit night is the most terrifying."

"The White Tiger is in danger."

There were screams in the mountains. Until now, not many people were thinking of snatching the treasure. Qin Ming's strength, Tong Yan's cruelty, and the ferocity of the white tiger all made them deeply afraid. At this moment, Ji Hengyong's killer move once again made people feel the gap between themselves and these geniuses.

The palms closed and the white tiger was holding, and an astonishing energy fluctuation broke out inside. The moonlight shone brightly, illuminating the vast mountains, almost brighter than the bright moon.

Ji Hengyong was solemn and solemn, like a general under the moon, controlling the surrounding moonlight and continuously hitting his palms. Energy poured in continuously, turning it into a battlefield of death, and trying to refine the white tiger alive.

Even if you are a half-blooded white tiger, what can you do?

The bloodline of my Moon Worship Clan is no worse than that of your demon clan’s supreme!

At this moment, a sudden change occurred in the fierce battle in the distance.

Purple flames are like tides and golden lights are like rivers. With the fierce fighting between Tong Yan and Chang Wuhui, they constantly collided. The strong light in the area flickered, and the killing power was shocking. The shattered gravel was shattered, and the shattered earth was broken, forming a deep pit of hundreds of meters.

"It depends on how long you can hold on!" Chang Wuhui slashed out a lot of sword lights, like a curtain of death, covering Tong Yan, constantly destroying Tong Yan's offensive. He was annoyed and wanted to use all his strength, so why can't he kill Tong Yan? He was the quarterfinals of the Dragon List and had been promoted to the Ninth Heaven for a long time. He should be stronger than Tong Yan. But Tong Yan only used his right half of his body to resist his offensive tenaciously.

"Still you die!" Tong Yan's eyes burst out with two purple lights, piercing through the golden light and hitting Chang Wuhui. The strong light was like a sharp arrow that took off the bow and shot out, surging with a terrifying high temperature.

Chang Wuhui made a move like lightning, and he used a knife to intercept it. With a loud bang, he took more than ten steps back, but blocked it strongly. He sneered fiercely, and his skills stopped here? With a loud roar, his whole body was tumbling like a golden craze. He was about to rush into the air and run away from Tong Yan.

However, the moment he took the air forcefully, a petite figure suddenly reached the angle, position, and attack speed. It seemed that it had undergone countless drills, completely avoiding Chang Wuhui's thoughts and appeared behind him. Xiao Jiu was astonished as if he had made any sound. The mace in his hand suddenly turned and blasted towards Chang Wuhui's head.

The golden light around Chang Wuhui was soaring. The "Golden Rapid" had just been used, and all his attention was on Tong Yan. He really didn't pay attention, nor did he expect that there would be danger. As a result... a hideous smile was still frozen on his face, and his head was shattered! The strong golden light rolled up Chang Wuhui's headless corpse soared into the sky, flew dozens of meters away, and fell weakly.
Chapter completed!