A punch hit the eye-catching demon-patterned tiger's head, causing his body to tremble and take a few steps back.
What everyone didn't expect was that it just shook its head, as if it wasn't hurt at all.
It was this punch that seemed to completely anger the Diao-Eye Magic Pattern Tiger.
He roared, then opened his bloody mouth and bit hard at Mr. Huang.
"Haha, good time."
With a loud laugh, this time, Huang Lao flipped it over casually, and a cold iron Baosha stick appeared in his hand.
Grab the end of the stick and stab it hard.
As if aware of its power, the eye-catching demon-patterned tiger actually rolled in the air, twisted its body, and avoided Huang Lao's attack.
The castration continued unabated, sharp claws appeared, trying to grab Huang Lao's head directly.
The move failed, and Huang Lao secretly yelled that it was bad.
He hurriedly turned to one side, leaned his long stick on the ground, and with a flick of his body, he was already behind the eye-catching tiger.
One person and one tiger, after the confrontation, it was evenly divided.
Huang Lao, who felt that he had lost face, became angry and rushed towards the magic-patterned tiger again.
For a while, the two sides fought together again.
"Haha, I didn't expect it. I didn't expect that this little Void Spirit Sect, with such ability, could tame this beast to such an extent. This young master is a little surprised."
"Haha, Mr. Qian deserves the reward. If you hadn't had evil intentions, I'm afraid this sect leader wouldn't have made such a move."
"Hmph, Mr. Zhao, it seems that I have given you face. Who gave you the courage to face me directly? Mr. Yang, if you don't take action yet, how long will it take?"
No one expected that Mr. Qian would have two guardians.
A green figure walked out of the darkness, dressed in linen and coarse cloth, with a hunched body, and came to Mr. Qian's side.
"Mr. Yang, please take action and capture this beast as soon as possible. Capture him alive. I want to use him as a mount."
"good!"
Speak out a word lightly and cherish it like gold.
Turning his gaze to the field, his body gradually became taller and taller, and a sharp breath slowly rose.
On the other hand, Zhao Ruhai's face looked a little gloomy, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.
When he saw the momentum that Mr. Yang gradually exuded, his eyes gradually became firm.
"In that case, I, the sect leader, will give Master Qian's men a try."
"Oh? It seems that Sect Master Zhao has some tricks up his sleeve. Anyway, I will come and weigh in on the worthiness of this Void Spirit Sect."
After hearing what Zhao Ruhai said, General Yang slowly retracted his stepped right foot and locked his gaze on Zhao Ruhai.
"All the disciples listen to the order and follow me to defend against the enemy."
With a loud shout, nearly a hundred Xulingmen disciples were seen pouring out of the hall.
The strength of these disciples varies, there are elders in the spirit-gathering realm, disciples in the qi-condensing realm, and even some disciples in the physical realm.
Without exception, they all gathered in the square and stood beside Zhao Ruhai.
At this point, the trump cards of both sides should have been revealed.
On the contrary, Wang Xuan, who quit early, has been ignored and has become a bystander.
In this regard, Wang Xuan also expressed that he was very happy. If you are fighting life or death, someone must be the referee to determine the outcome.
"Zhao Clan Master, I'm afraid you just won't be enough."
"Haha, don't worry, you will know how powerful you are after a while, take action."
After shouting the word "strike", the disciples of the Void Spirit Sect drew out their daggers one after another, but what they did surprised everyone present.
"prick!"
No one hesitated and stabbed the dagger into the heart.
As these people fell to the ground, blood flowed out, seeming to form some kind of formation on the ground.
It turns out that after the disciples of the Void Spirit Sect came out, they were basically arranged in a certain order.
It looks chaotic, but actually it has a deep meaning.
As the blood gradually gathered and connected, a strange aura rose.
At the same time, Zhao Ruhai beat his chest fiercely and sprayed blood in the center of the square.
The mutation happened again, and the whole square seemed to be activated. Blood lines quickly connected in all directions.
"No, Master, this place is a little weird. Let's retreat quickly."
It sounds very complicated, but in fact it can be completed in just one breath.
By the time Mr. Yang signaled his young master to retreat, it was already too late.
That strange aura had locked them tightly, and under everyone's gaze, blood lines filled the entire square.
In an instant, blood-red mist rose up, covering everyone like a layer of blood-colored gauze.
Even Wang Xuan didn't expect that he would be involved in the show while watching it.
"Hahaha, Qian, you have ruined the foundation of my Xu Ling Sect, and I will make you die a miserable death."
Zhao Ruhai smiled sadly, his aura surged, and at this moment he transformed into a large formation.
The formation is him, and he is the formation.
"Is this the Blood Sacrifice Spirit Slaying Formation?"
"Haha, even if you are discerning, I, the sect leader, will attack you as the protector first. The man named Yang will die quickly."
He yelled and pointed his sword at Mr. Yang.
"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't succeed. Let me test the quality of your formation."
For a moment, the entire formation seemed to be targeting Mr. Yang, and within the formation, the battle between Mr. Huang and the Diao-Eye Magic Pattern Tiger also became intense.
"Who are these people? Do they all have such a strong background? How can I get along?"
After muttering, Wang Xuan could only choose to watch quietly in the corner of the formation alone.
Not only that, you also have to restrain your aura, for fear that if you are not careful, you will be killed by these guys.
Mr. Qian's protector, Mr. Yang, was indeed extremely powerful, and he was evenly matched with Zhao Ruhai, who had transformed into a large formation.
Seeing that Zhao Ruhai's own injuries were gradually increasing after being unable to attack for a long time, he took action.
To transform into a great formation, you need a strong body, and you also have to endure the impact of resentment from his disciples who committed suicide. Under the multiple impacts, Zhao Ruhai could not hold on for too long.
It was for these reasons that he set his sights on Mr. Qian.
At first, there were four maids who were protecting him, but after they were all dead, Mr. Qian had no choice but to face Zhao Ruhai directly.
"Hahaha, let's see who you want to block next."
Seeing Mr. Qian's embarrassment running around, Zhao Ruhai had never felt so happy.
"Mr. Yang, save me."
If the two were evenly matched before, now that Mr. Qian is a dragster, the balance of victory is already tilting towards Zhao Ruhai.
He couldn't fully display his strength, and at the same time he had to focus part of his attention on his young master. This made Mr. Yang's face turn red and he was extremely frustrated.
"It's been a long time since anyone pushed me to this level. Zhao Ruhai, you are looking for death."
With a roar, Mr. Yang no longer attacked Zhao Ruhai, but punched the ground, trying to destroy the entire base of the formation.
"Hmph, arrogance, is it just you?"
Zhao Ruhai snorted coldly, and then summoned up the power of his formation to block Mr. Yang's strongest attack.