Two minutes later, the white tiger's figure appeared on a high ground.
Looking around, fifty Blood Guards were engaged in a fierce battle. Although no one had fallen yet, many of them had certain injuries.
The number of the other party was around four to five hundred, and half of them were already lying on the ground. It could be seen from the aura of these people that they were obviously several orders of magnitude higher than the previous thousand men.
On a big rock not far away, ten Purgatory Sect disciples were guarding a middle-aged man, who was Shen Wangguo, the lord of the Midang Southern Territory.
At this moment, his body was covered in scars and his breath was weak, almost to the point where the oil was dry and the lamp was extinguished.
"Captain of the White Army!?" After seeing the white tiger, a flash of shock flashed in Shen Wangguo's eyes.
As the domain master of Midang, he is at the same level as Bai Hu. The two of them had met before, so they knew that Bai Hu was one of the four commanders of the Western Region.
After seeing the white tiger, he finally knew who was coming to save him!
Because after Xueying Erlang came to the dark world, he completely changed his outfit. Except for the sword, he no longer had the mark of the Blood Shadow team on his body.
So he has been wondering which department in the country these people who came to save him came from, and how could they find him so quickly.
But now, he naturally understood that he was from the West King Lingshuai!
"Lord Shen, you are tired. Just wait a little longer and we will escort you home right away!" Bai Hu responded loudly.
"Commander of the White Army, forget it, leave me alone, they are very powerful, don't sacrifice so many of your colleagues just for me!" Shen Wangguo took a deep breath and shouted loudly.
Looking at the forty or fifty Blood Guards who were fighting, he was not only shocked by their fighting power, but also extremely grateful.
These people had known him all their lives, but they were put in danger for him. Even if the crisis was severe, no one had the slightest intention of retreating.
"Don't worry! No matter how strong these bastards are, I will keep you safe today!" Bai Hu responded loudly again.
"Brother Bai, Brother Liang is over there!" At this time, Blood Rakshasa had already caught up, raised his hand and pointed at the two figures fighting fiercely a few hundred meters away and said.
Judging from the situation on both sides, Liang Quan was obviously at the end of his strength, his body was covered in scars, and his reaction speed had obviously dropped a lot.
"Yeah!" Bai Hu nodded and rushed out quickly, followed closely by Blood Rakshasa.
Bang!
The two of them had just reached the halfway point when Liang Quan was hit by a fierce punch and flew forty to fifty meters. He fell heavily to the ground and opened his mouth to spurt out a large mouthful of blood.
He was already almost at the end of his rope, and his situation was even worse. His momentum instantly weakened, and his combat strength was reduced to less than one-fifth.
"Die!" The other party obviously had no intention of letting it go.
After taking a few steps in the direction of Liang Quan, he punched again. The punch roared out with thunderous force and murderous intent.
"Liang Quan, be careful!" Bai Hu shouted loudly.
While speaking, he speeded up again and rushed dozens of meters behind Liang Quan in the blink of an eye, meeting the opponent's punch with a knife.
Bang!
A loud noise was heard, and Bai Hu and the other party stepped back seven or eight steps at the same time, and all the stones under their feet were shattered into pieces.
"Huh?" The other man frowned slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes when he looked at Bai Hu.
"Liang Quan, how are you?" Bai Hu ignored the other party and quickly walked to Liang Quan and helped him up.
"I'm fine..." Liang Quan raised his head with difficulty and looked at Bai Hu: "Boss Bai, be careful... he is the Purgatory Crazy Lion, the deputy sect leader of the Purgatory Sect..."
