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Eight hundred and twentieth chapters of the white tiger

Xiao Mo didn't and rolled out directly from the steps.

Seeing this scene, Sun Liang's face became extremely ugly.

What does this mean?

To be indifferent to my threats is to ignore my existence.

At this time, Sun Liang was completely angry.

Endless ferocity burst out from his ferocious cheeks: "You really don't know how to live or die. You are just a barbarian. You should stay in the Tianhuang Mountains, just like a mouse.

Who allowed you to enter the world of our civilized people?

Just now, I gave you a chance, but you didn’t choose to get out. Then I will help you get out!"

Sun Liang's strength is indeed not simple.

The moment he took action, the blood energy all over his body suddenly turned into a terrifying roar of Gang Qi.

The warriors around him had no time to escape, and they just felt the terrifying strong wind coming out, blowing their bodies away instantly.

An extremely terrifying sharp light blew their faces into pieces.

The void became a little distorted, almost torn apart.

Such fighting power has obviously reached the peak of Nirvana.

The violent aura roared and enveloped Qin Feng and Xiao Mo.

"Help me get out of here? Why don't you just teach me how to get out of here! Let's set an example, okay?"

Although, what Xiao Mo said was 'is it good or not'.

However, that kind of scornful aura suddenly broke out, not allowing any rejection.

The meaning is quite clear, that is, Xiao Mo is preparing to use his strong fighting power to suppress everything.

Standing on the steps in front of Tianhuang Tower.

Xiao Mo's body was as towering as a mountain.

There was a strong wind, and my clothes swayed like a ball.

Under his skin, terrifying energy and blood flowed crazily, and streaks of divine light burst out on his body.

It's like the innate divine arrival, it's priceless!

boom!

He just punched out, and the violent aura was like a poisonous dragon coming out of the gate, roaring crazily.

The terrifying golden energy and blood burst out and flowed endlessly, like a terrifying river.

With Ling Ran's aura, it was like a great evil coming.

"This! How is it possible? He's just a barbarian, how can he be so terrifying?"

Sun Liang's body was constantly shaking.

Especially seeing the scene where the Gang Feng he had previously displayed was so vulnerable to a single blow that it was shattered.

The veins on his forehead have already popped out.

The whistling fist light kept getting closer.

His body shook like a majestic mountain peak falling from the sky.

The bones kept cracking, and the body seemed to be about to explode completely under the pressure of the terrifying force.

Only then did he realize that he had underestimated the barbarian in front of him.

The opponent's potential was really terrifying, and his combat power was already invincible. Sun Liang couldn't help but feel horrified in his heart.

Seeing that he was about to be killed, at this moment, a bright light appeared in his eyes, and he looked at the dazzling light on his chest in disbelief.

"This is the thought and dharma of a warrior of gods and demons!"

What happened in the flash of lightning was beyond everyone's imagination.

The fighting power unleashed by a barbarian caused these children of noble families to tremble with fear.

This is a shame for a nobleman born in a civilized country.

They are nobles, while barbarians are just lowly street rats.

It's a shame for them to be afraid of a street rat.

Kill, kill, kill! The opponent must die!

Each warrior's face showed a ferocious killing aura.

In less than a breath, all the killing aura had completely disappeared.

It's not that they don't hate Xiao Mo, but they already know the terrifying aspects of the compatibility between gods and magic.

"This is the nobility! These are the children of the aristocratic family. The children of the aristocratic family are not so easy to destroy."

Many warriors who saw everything in their eyes had expressions of ending.

They are just ordinary warriors in Tianhuang City, and their status is no better than the barbarians described by the so-called nobles.

In their hearts, they were leaning towards Xiao Mo.

However, they are more aware of the horror of the mental state.

Especially after seeing clearly the true appearance of Faxiang in front of them, many warriors retreated one after another.

"The Dharma of the mind is the manifestation of the power of the powerful in the realm of gods and demons. It can inspire the power of gods and demons, and the Dharma in front of you is actually the legendary White Tiger Dharma.

The terror of the White Tiger Dharma, the master of killing, can unleash a combat type that surpasses that of a demigod.

At this time, the outcome has been determined, and this barbarian will die without a burial place."

The White Tiger Dharma Appearance appears in the void, filled with the terrifying aura of innate killing.

Endless Gengjin energy condenses.

Just a trace of Gengjin Qi exuded can kill a warrior in the realm of metamorphosis.

He is so scary!

The huge body of several hundred feet was like a real mountain, and everyone could only look up at his figure.

"The White Tiger constellation appears in the west!"

Suddenly, the White Tiger Seven Constellations among the twenty-eight constellations in the sky shined brightly.

Although it was broad daylight, we could easily see these seven stars.

Ho ho ho!

The White Tiger constellation in the void communicates with the White Tiger's mind.

The White Tiger Dharma has become even more terrifying. Its momentum has fully exploded.

The terrifying power that emerged from all directions crushed many warriors to the point where their bodies were about to burst.

"Haha! Barbarian, this is the power of our family, you are dead this time!"

Endless Gengjin Qi gathered together, condensed into a terrifying killing sword, and shot towards the place where Xiao Mo was, madly shooting towards it.

Facing such a terrifying scene, Xiao Mo had no fear at all.

Instead, he sat cross-legged directly under the attention of everyone.

A bit of mysterious golden light emerged from his chest.

In less than a breath, it has permeated the entire body.

Suddenly, the golden light thrust outwards, and a golden bell with countless divine patterns appeared outside his body.

All the Geng Gold swords were enveloped by ripples the moment they came into contact with the Supreme Golden Bell.

That kind of terrifying ripples immediately shattered and destroyed many Gengjin swords.

However, these Gengjin energy did not disappear completely. Instead, it was turned into a tonic, causing the Golden Bell to undergo an obvious transformation.

Seeing such a result, no one could remain calm.

Everyone's screams and disbelief were unimportant to Xiao Mo.

Under the gaze of everyone, his footsteps slowly walked towards the void.

His fists were clenched tightly, and there was a terrifying murderous aura around him.

"I never like to look up to others.

Give you a chance, immediately become smaller and apologize to me obediently,

Give your son a show in front of me and get out of here.

I allow this bit of your Dharma to live on."

Xiao Mo's voice was not particularly loud, but it was like endless divine thunder descending, burning everyone inside and out.


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