The first thousand and forty-fifth chapters of the temple dispute (three)
More than twenty swords swung by the Saint King strongmen flew toward the little white tiger with powerful energy waves. In order to prevent the Little White Tiger from approaching the throne, none of the Saint King strongmen held back their hands.
The little white tiger's eyes were just staring at the scepter, without even looking at the sword energy coming from behind. However, just when the sword energy was about to hit it, its body suddenly enlarged, and in an instant it turned into a giant sword with a full body. The ten-meter-long white giant tiger has a pair of huge white wings spread wide on its back. There is a layer of powerful energy brewing in the dark.
"Huh." As a violent sound of wind came, the little white tiger's huge white wings were suddenly flapped backwards, and two huge hurricanes immediately formed, quickly hitting the sword energy coming from behind.
The little white tiger's body, which became ten meters in size, increased in speed, like an arrow flying towards the scepter several times faster than before.
The powerful sword energy shot by more than twenty Saint King warriors collided with the two hurricanes emitted by the little white tiger, making bursts of dull explosions. They were torn into pieces by the violently rotating hurricane, and the hurricane stopped at the low level. After more than twenty sword energy, it was exhausted and dissipated.
The more than twenty powerful Saint Kings who were chasing after him were blocked by this, allowing the little white tiger to successfully approach the huge throne suspended in the air. The throne did not have any protective measures, so the little white tiger jumped onto the throne without any hindrance. Go up, then bite the scepter placed on it, and immediately turn back, turning into a faint afterimage and leaping towards Youyue,
"The scepter has been obtained by the Sky-Wing Tiger. Go and snatch it back..."
"Fairy Haoyue's treasure is right in front of you. Stop the Sky-Wing Tiger quickly. Whoever gets the scepter will have a great opportunity..."
The scepter was taken away, and everyone gathered here suddenly became excited. Some people were not willing to let the scepter be taken away just before their eyes, so they stood in the crowd and shouted loudly,
Everyone's eyes were red. At this moment, all the holy kings gathered in the hall took action and surrounded the little white tiger with a tacit understanding. They surrounded the little white tiger from all directions, and there were more than a dozen holy kings. The soldiers cut through the sky with powerful energy fluctuations, slashing towards the huge tiger body of the little white tiger with the force of thunder, accompanied by more than twenty sharp sword energies,
These attacks intertwined into a large invisible net in mid-air, sealing the sky and the earth, blocking all the little white tiger's escape routes.
The majestic tiger body of the little white tiger paused in mid-air, its eyes gleaming fiercely, and then it raised its head, threw the scepter in its mouth high in the air, opened its huge mouth and let out a thundering tiger roar. Suddenly, a circle of sound waves visible to the naked eye spread out in all directions with the little white tiger as the center.
The sound wave contains unimaginably powerful attack power. When the sound wave of this punch collided with the holy soldiers chopped down by the Holy King and the sword energy that was shot, the sword energy collapsed one after another, and those held by the strong Saint King The holy soldiers trembled violently, as if there was an invisible force blocking the progress of the holy soldiers. Not only did it make it difficult for the holy soldiers who were slashing at the little white tiger to move forward at all, but they were also pushed back continuously.
The sound wave spread very fast, and soon spread to the entire hall, sweeping over everyone's bodies, immediately making everyone's clothes become tattered, and they looked like beggars.
The pitiful screams spread throughout the entire hall. The roar of the little white tiger contained the pressure of the divine beast. It was extremely penetrating and could hurt people's souls. All the Sky Saint Masters with fragile souls held their heads with both hands and screamed. Only those powerful Saint Kings could bear the painful screams, but they also showed pain on their faces, and their souls were still greatly affected.
Although the little white tiger's strength has not yet reached the peak of the seventh level, its body is after all the ancient divine beast, the Sky-Winged Tiger. It has inherited memories, masters powerful magical powers, and its combat power is astonishing. With just one roar, it can... Can intimidate many powerful men from the ninth level of the Holy King,
Dozens of powerful Saint Kings joined forces and collapsed under the roar of the divine beast. The little white tiger did not continue to struggle with them. He held the scepter that fell from the sky in his mouth and jumped towards Youyue.
"Leave the scepter, otherwise you will never leave."
The strong Saint Kings quickly recovered and rushed towards the little white tiger without fear of death. Facing this huge temptation, all of them lost their cool. The only obsession in their minds was to get the scepter. ,
For a time, the little white tiger became the public enemy of everyone here. All the powerful saint kings joined the action to surround the little white tiger. They all attacked the little white tiger with all their strength without reservation. There were even a few who were in control of the distance. The strong Saint King with holy level combat skills has already begun to prepare holy level combat skills.
The little white tiger seemed to be irritated, and let out a low roar. A serious murderous intention emanated from the fierce eyes of the tiger, and he rushed towards the several holy kings blocking his way. The people behind him A pair of divine wings violently instigated, sending out powerful wind blades that flew towards the several strong Saint Kings blocking the front.
Those powerful Saint Kings knew in their hearts the power of the Sky-Winged Divine Tiger, and each one of them, as if they were facing a formidable enemy, tried their best to swing the holy weapons in their hands towards the wind blade.
"Boom." With a loud roar, the wind blade collided with the holy weapon, and a powerful energy aftermath suddenly erupted. The wind blade dissipated out of thin air, and the saint kings were also affected by the powerful energy aftermath and the weapons. The force of the shock coming from the upload caused the impact to fly backwards quickly,
At this time, a dozen Saint King strongmen rushing from several directions also approached the little white tiger. A dozen holy weapons emitted a dazzling light and chopped into the void, attacking the little white tiger at a speed as fast as lightning.
The hair all over the little white tiger's body exuded a hazy white light. It used a pair of divine wings on its back to block the full blows of more than a dozen holy kings. When the holy soldiers of the dozen holy kings slashed at the little white tiger, When the pair of divine wings came up, everyone felt as if their thunder blow had hit a ball of soft cotton. The surging holy power contained in the holy soldiers disappeared completely in an instant.
"No, all the energy on our holy soldiers has been absorbed by the wings of the Sky-Winged Divine Tiger." A strong Saint King exclaimed, with a look of disbelief on his face.
After the little white tiger's pair of divine wings absorbed the power of more than a dozen holy weapons, the color has become less white, and there are a few more other colors. However, the next moment, the little white tiger's pair of divine wings are With a sudden shock, the energy it absorbed from more than a dozen holy weapons immediately burst out like a cathartic flood, pushing all the powerful saint kings who were close to it back quickly.
At this moment, a pressure that seemed to come from heaven and earth suddenly appeared, locking the little white tiger's body tightly, making the space around the little white tiger become sticky.
"Holy level combat skills, get out of the way." Feeling this shuddering pressure, all the saint kings turned their faces to one side and immediately stayed away from the little white tiger.
The little white tiger slowly turned around, with a pair of tiger eyes staring closely at the three holy kings who were already performing holy combat skills in the distance. Anyone who was locked by the holy combat skills would be unable to escape. There is no escape, only hard resistance,