Everyone under the ring took a breath of cold air, because the venom spit out by the eight-legged spider actually hissed in the air, which was enough to show the horror of its toxicity.
Soon enough, just when Hu Heixin had condensed the tiger stripe defense layer, all the venom had been sprayed on his face.
Suddenly, puffs of black smoke appeared from Hu Heixin's face, and the disgusting smell of venom filled the air.
"Follow the tiger!" Hu Heixin suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed the eight-legged spider.
At the same moment, a huge black tiger appeared from behind Tiger Heixin without warning, opened its bloody mouth, and bit the eight-legged spider's head into pieces in one bite.
"No!" The elder was frightened when he saw this scene. When he saw a figure, like a beast rushing towards him, he immediately raised his hands and shouted, "I give up!"
The next second he spoke, a huge tiger claw appeared in front of his face. With just one more step, Tiger Heixin could easily crush the elder's head.
Hu Heixin had a dark face, but he was not hurt at all.
It's just that being plotted against by a weak person who is a level below him is a great insult to him.
Now he wanted to use his tiger claws to crush this guy's head into tofu.
"Tiger!" Long Yuxi snorted coldly, feeling Hu Heixin's killing intent under the ring.
Hu Heixin heard Long Yuxi's words, took a step back, stood up straight, looked at the remaining people in the Immortal Temple coldly, and said word by word, "Who else, get up here!"
The sound was mixed with elements of a tiger's roar. This sound actually made many people feel dizzy and almost lost their minds.
"This little tiger still has such a big temper." Xiao Yin said with a smile.
Lin Yun didn't pay attention to what happened on the ring at this moment. He had been observing the master of the Immortal Temple, trying to understand whether the master of the Immortal Temple was a member of the Assassination Society.
"This tiger is really amazing!"
"Dragon and Tiger are two envoys, one inherits the Tiger God's will, and the other inherits the Dragon God's will."
"The Dragon and Tiger Sect is still the same Dragon and Tiger Sect!"
Many people felt frightened. With Hu Heixin's character, if the elder had not shouted out to admit defeat just now, he would have crushed him into pieces by now.
After all, in so many years, the only incident where someone died at the summit was when Hu Heixin killed someone in anger.
In the end, Long Yuxi divided half of the resources obtained by the Dragon and Tiger Sect from that summit as compensation.
After this elder went down, another fifth-level Martial Emperor elder from the Immortal Temple also walked onto the ring tremblingly.
After witnessing the scene just now, the elder was still vivid in his mind. He didn't want to die here because of Hu Heixin's anger as soon as he came on stage, so he didn't dare to see Hu Heixin at all.
Hu Heixin's current momentum is like a hungry tiger, ready to pounce on food at any time.
And Hu Heixin stood there, making this elder feel waves of depression.
He could see the disdain and disdain in Hu Heixin's expression, and even worse, the unbearable anger in his heart.
Then the game begins.
Tiger Heixin suddenly turned into a phantom, and the roar of the tiger continued, like thunder, soaring into the sky.
This elder didn't react at all, and he didn't even have time to release his martial spirit.
I was already dizzy by the roar of the tiger, and I couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south.
The elder shook his head vigorously, trying to wake himself up.
Suddenly, he saw a tiger claw grabbing at him. He immediately became frightened and raised his hand without hesitation, shouting, "I..."
But before he finished speaking, Hu Heixin had already landed in front of him, stirring up bursts of dust and leaving two footwells on the ground.
Then, Hu Heixin's tiger claws grabbed the elder's face and directly covered his mouth.
The elder shook his body vigorously, only to feel that the tiger claw covering his mouth was like a giant pincer, making it impossible for him to struggle away.
"You're not going to die, right?" Suddenly Hu Heixin raised his other hand and hit the elder hard on the face.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of slaps reached everyone's ears, and everyone was stunned. They didn't expect such a result.
After just one slap, the elder's face was completely swollen and one of his teeth was knocked out.
"Immortal! I dare not say that I am immortal! You actually call it the Immortal Temple, right?" Hu Heixin slapped the elder on the face several times in succession.
The elder's hands were lowered and he had completely lost consciousness.
In fact, as a fifth-level Martial King, if he hadn't been so scared at the beginning, he would have been able to withstand at least a few moves from Hu Heixin.
However, Hu Heixin had long seen through his terror, and the power of the tiger's roar was actually not as great as imagined.
However, the more fearful the target is, the more powerful the tiger roar will be.
Hu Heixin took advantage of this and caught the elder so easily, just so he could vent his anger.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Continuous slaps resounded throughout the entire back mountain. Everyone was stunned, hiding their faces and laughing, unable to bear to watch this scene.
It is truly unheard of for a fifth-level Martial Emperor to be caught and slapped in the face like this.
They have already come to a conclusion in their hearts, that is, the tiger's butt cannot be touched, and Heixin's anger cannot be aroused.
With the black thread on Dragon Messenger's end, he never thought that Hu Heixin would do such a thing.
On the other side, Long Yuxi couldn't help holding his stomach and laughing, without caring about his image at all.
"Sect Master... if this continues, everyone will look bad." The Dragon Messenger rolled his eyes at Long Yuxi and warned.
At this time, the face of the deputy master of the Immortal Temple had completely turned into the color of pig liver, and every slap hit them in the face.
"Okay, okay! Tiger, stop playing." Long Yuxi laughed and cursed, waving his hand to signal Hu Heixin to stop.
Hu Heixin then stopped and threw the elder off the ring.
This elder was already dying, his whole face was swollen like a pig's head, and his entire set of teeth had been beaten until there were only a few teeth left.
"This face is really tough." Hu Heixin clapped his hands, looking nonchalant.
No matter how much he could endure at this moment, the deputy master of the Immortal Temple, after hearing Hu Heixin's words, he stepped onto the ring without caring about anything.