Bai Hu is dead. A strong man in the martial arts, a master who could have been promoted to the master level given time, fell silently like this!
Whether it was Jin Hongpeng, Qinglong or the people under his influence, everyone was extremely sad. Jin Hongpeng found it even more difficult to accept such a result. His face was gloomy to the extreme, and his eyes showed an extremely heavy and resentful look.
White Tiger was the same as Qinglong. He spent countless money to cultivate them step by step. However, his death in this battle was equivalent to all the large sums of money he had invested over the years being wasted.
To put it bluntly, Jin Hongpeng's feelings for Bai Hu are just a tool in his hand. It is impossible to say how deep and personal his feelings are.
He invested a large amount of money, only hoping that Bai Hu would use his strength in exchange for a greater reward for him, but Bai Hu died before he could bring him any report. You can imagine the resentment in his heart.
How intense it is.
Qinglong, however, was truly grieving. He and White Tiger were like brothers. Under his eyes, he watched White Tiger die in battle but he was unable to save it. The feeling of regret and grief was so intense that he felt lust in his eyes.
Sparks of anger were about to burst out, and a surging anger rose into the sky, sweeping towards Ye Feng, and even aimed at Xiao Dao.
Xiaodao also clearly felt the angry murderous intention swept by Qinglong, and he felt angry in his heart. Even though Qinglong was a master at the master level, he was still fearless.
He snorted coldly and moved, wanting to take the initiative to fight Qinglong.
However, Ye Feng pressed Xiaodao's shoulder and said in a low voice: "Xiaodao, take a rest. Just leave him to me!"
Saying that, Ye Feng walked forward. Facing the overwhelming anger of Qinglong, he remained calm and composed. The fighting spirit in his eyes was extremely strong and strong. A pale golden energy came out of his body.
A strong flow of energy and blood roared, constantly pushing his will to fight to its peak!
"White Tiger, my brother, rest in peace! I will avenge you with my own hands!"
Qinglong said word by word, he slowly laid Bai Hu's body flat on the ground, and then he suddenly stood up, staring at Ye Feng with his eyes that were about to explode with intense anger!
"Kill my brother, and I will have all of you buried with him!"
Qinglong spoke, the murderous intent on his body was strong and terrifying, powerful energy surged out, the green robe he was wearing swayed, and everyone in the surrounding area was covered by the unfathomable and terrifying energy on his body.
Occupied by momentum.
"This is the result of not being as skilled as others. You should understand this when you embark on this road. What? You still can't look away?" Ye Feng sneered.
"You are not as skilled as anyone! Then I will operate on you first!"
Qinglong shouted violently, and the energy in his body swept out suddenly. Then he saw waves of violent inner energy gathering between his arms, and a strange energy was faintly condensed in the palm of his hand.
A mark like the black sun!
Seeing this scene, the pupils in Ye Feng's eyes suddenly shrank, and the black sun mark condensed between the palms of Qinglong's hands exuded a violent and fierce aura, as if it came from the Asura Hell, but also as if it came from the sacred Buddha land aura.
, these two auras that are in conflict with each other are strangely and perfectly blended together.
Such a breath reminded Ye Feng of the legend of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
"Until hell is empty, I vow not to become a Buddha. Only when all sentient beings are saved can I realize Bodhi."
This is the great wish of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. It is said that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva suppressed the hells in the ten directions and made a great wish to save the world from the darkness and torture of hell. During this period, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva created countless secret methods to suppress the asuras.
Hell. Because of this, the secret method created by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva combines the ferocity of the endless hell with the compassion of the Buddha. Although it is contradictory, it is perfectly combined.
"What is your relationship with Tantric Buddhism?"
Ye Feng asked in a low voice.
Qinglong's face was slightly surprised, and then he sneered and said: "I didn't expect that you are also very discerning. You can tell at a glance that this is the secret method of the Tantric Sect! In this case, I might as well tell you that this is the Tantric Senluo Seal.
.Even if you die in my hands, your reputation will not be dishonored!"
"kill!"
As he spoke, Qinglong shouted loudly, and stood up directly. What emerged from his hands was the Senluo Seal of the Tantric Senluo Seal. It was rumored that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Senluo Seal was the same.
It's enough to suppress a hell!
"So what if it's the secret method of Tantric Buddhism? I want to reach the top and kill gods when God blocks it, and kill Buddha when Buddha blocks it! Even if the devil comes, it can't stop me!"
Ye Feng said coldly, every word was sonorous and powerful, soaring to the sky, which represented his firm belief and also demonstrated his fearless will. He had the belief that he only believed in himself and was convinced that he was invincible.
Such belief also shows that Ye Feng is gradually finding his own way - to be invincible!
In an instant, he saw golden dragon seals appearing on Ye Feng's arms, and the "Emperor's Art of Tyrannical Dragon" in his body began to run crazily, and streams of pure and powerful vitality surged from the sea of dantian.
came out, a crazy influx came
On top of the golden dragon seals emerging from his arms, the two golden dragon seals were instantly activated, and suddenly a dragon-shaped phantom appeared in the sky. The power seemed to dominate the world, and it was extremely powerful.
Yang, unrivaled!
Huang Tu Long Seal Fist!
Ye Feng didn't hesitate at all, and directly launched the Huangtu Dragon Seal Fist offensive.
The people watching the battle were all shocked. They saw a black sun-like mark condensed between the palms of Qinglong's hands, and they watched a dragon-shaped phantom appear on Ye Feng's arms, and the dragon shape was lifelike, like a
A five-clawed golden dragon appeared in front of us, and there was a faint sound of dragon roars coming from it. The dragon was powerful for thousands of miles, suppressing the world!
"What, what is this? Am I dazzled? I actually saw the legendary dragon?"
"This is an illusory dragon shape, not real! But it's also scary. I can clearly feel the shocking power contained in the dragon shape that emerged, as if even a huge rock can be shattered!"
"There is also Qinglong. The black color is a mark, which is even more frightening. It seems like it comes from hell, but it also has a peaceful power, which is very weird!"
"Could this be the true strength among masters at the master level? Perhaps, only masters who have reached this level can evolve all kinds of incredible martial arts!"
"I don't know who can win! I didn't expect that Ye Feng has not yet reached the master level, but he can fight against Qinglong. Even if he loses this battle, he will be proud of it!"
"Look, they're starting to fight!"
..., just when everyone in the field started to talk, Ye Feng and Qinglong moved at the same time, each attacking the other with strong murderous intent!
The duel between the Tantric Senluoyin and the Huangtu Dragon Seal Fist also officially begins!