Blackening is ten times stronger, whitewashing is three times weaker.
Things get tricky.
Yang Zhihuai secretly increased his vigilance and informed him of the arrangements one by one. The disciples of the Wuji Sect were obediently scattered around the ligers.
"This liger beast is at least the eighth level peak."
He warned again, "There is no shame in being unable to defeat him. Just tell him and run away if you find him right. Do you understand?" ”
"Understood!"
Everyone responded in unison, very obedient.
Cheng Xi admires this senior brother very much. He can say such words, Wuji Sect has a great future.
With this mentality, Wuji Sect will definitely continue even if the other four sects are extinct.
“Roar——”
The liger roared again, sweat dripping from its sharp teeth.
That's right, in the eyes of the other party, these monks are like little pastries waiting to be tasted. One bite can increase their strength.
If you swallow them all, you will definitely be promoted again.
"Roar!"
With another roar, the liger took the lead and pounced on the nearest person, its sharp claws bringing up a blast of energy.
Everyone was unable to confront it head-on, so they could only use their spiritual power to avoid it, waiting for the right moment to deliver a fatal blow.
However, this liger beast itself is very powerful. After turning black, it seems to have endless physical strength, and every servant seems to be in its prime.
Everyone's physical and spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and Yang Zhihuai was also a little unable to do what he wanted.
Animals are most sensitive to changes in the surrounding air, and will always detect abnormalities immediately, as if they are specifically trying to restrain Ling Tianrui's teleportation.
Senior Brother Ling Er saw that this move could not cause danger to it, so he threw out the space blade and slashed at the opponent.
"Brush——"
"Roar!"
"Brush——"
The liger added a few more wounds on its body, and blood stains followed the shiny fur. It dripped down to the ground, and there was a black air in the red. "Oops, it's enraged!"
Yang Zhihuai stood in front of Ling Tianrui, swung his sword with his right hand, and struck the liger with all his strength. The next moment, he retreated due to loss.
The blue figure took dozens of steps back before he could stabilize his figure, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
“Eldest Brother!”
“Eldest Brother!”
Everyone was shocked.
Cheng Xi pushed Wu Wen and Wu Rou in front of Yang Zhihuai, "Protect your senior brother."
"Sister Cheng?"
"Wuji Sect's sword array is really powerful, it opened our eyes, now let us also contribute."
"Then you be careful."
"Don't worry."
A Tang knife appeared in Cheng Xi's palm, and the other three people held weapons and attacked the liger.
Four figures surrounded the liger beast in the middle. Mu Lingze has rich experience in actual combat. Compared with people in the world of cultivation, the martial arts plane he is in pays more attention to physical training. Now with the blessing of spiritual power, his strength is not to mention .
Lu Ruyun's sword moves are elegant and highly entertaining, and his martial arts secrets are also top-notch.
Compared with the two of them, Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi's moves were a bit lacking.
However.
“What a powerful fighting style, every time I take a shot it will definitely leave scars.”
"The attack is quick and the angle is tricky. What kind of sword technique is this? It is so practical."
"I have never seen it before"
The roar of the liger is getting more and more violent, but Each of its opponents is calmer than the last, and its moves are becoming more and more fierce.
Everyone watching the battle widened their eyes in surprise.
So, are the casual cultivators already so powerful?
"Although I saw Sister Cheng and the others take action yesterday, they defeated the enemy with one move every time. Watching it today is a completely different feeling." (End of Chapter)