The white tiger's claws slammed into Ling Dao's chest, and his huge head was less than three inches away from Ling Dao.
Originally, the white tiger thought that he would be able to smash Ling Dao's chest in one fell swoop, and it might even be possible to hollow out Ling Dao's body.
But what puzzled the White Tiger was that Ling Dao's physical strength was not weaker than him in the slightest.
His claws slapped on Ling Dao's chest, indeed shattering the clothes on Ling Dao's chest, but it only left white marks on Ling Dao's chest, and he didn't even see a trace of blood.
"Chop" At this moment, Ling Dao raised the Easy Sword and slashed at the head of the white tiger.
If it is a low-grade sword weapon, even if it is slashed on the head of the white tiger, I am afraid it will have no effect.
However, in the face of the Easy Sword, the White Tiger was also extremely afraid.
Originally, he wanted to tear Ling Dao's arm, but when he saw the Xiaoyao Sword cut down, the white tiger had only one thought, and that was to quickly dodge.
It's a pity that Ling Dao's sword speed was too fast, and the white tiger didn't have time to dodge at all, so he could only resist hard.
"It's the source of killing" What made Ling Dao frown was that he didn't expect that what this white tiger had mastered was actually the origin of killing, and it was ten percent.
The Killing Origin is already strong, and the White Tiger is using it at a critical juncture, so naturally it is unreserved, and ten percent of the Killing Origin is poured out.
In front of the white tiger, an incomparably fierce tiger head was condensed, exuding a supreme aura.
Even Ling Dao, in front of this kind of aura, felt extremely small.
Fortunately, it was just a phantom, and this tiger head should have been the Holy Beast White Tiger.
The true Holy Beast White Tiger is an existence that is even more powerful than Ling Dao in his previous life.
The white tiger in front of him had a trace of holy beast blood, and it was understandable that such a tiger head was condensed with ten percent of the killing origin.
Such a method is already the killer weapon of the White Tiger.
The Easy Sword contained two percent of the Thunder Origin Power, and slashed at the tiger's head.
Ling Dao gritted his teeth, urging all the true qi in his body, and the Thunder Shadowless Sword that he unleashed was naturally powerful.
At the same time, he even used the origin of the sword, otherwise he would not be able to deal with this tiger head at all.
"What's the matter, my sword is trembling" "Mine too, what the hell is going on" "It seems that there is an inexplicable force that makes our sword react like this" The Daluo Dynasty was on the edge of the Eastern Sword Domain, and the warriors were naturally dominated by sword cultivation.
Ling Dao unreservedly unleashed the origin of the sword, and many martial artists outside the White Tiger Hall were affected.
Of course, the sword of the Origin Realm martial artist had no reaction.
"Is it His Highness?"
An San Taiping and Nan Xinghai glanced at each other, and when such a situation appeared in the field, they all remembered Ling Dao.
When Ji Haokong and Murong Yong fought with Ling Dao, they would occasionally be unable to control their swords, which was Ling Dao's ability.
The original power of the sword is invisible and invisible, but it is real.
There were a lot of sword cultivators outside the martial arts arena, and at this time, all the source forces converged towards the White Tiger Palace.
The sword that was already extremely strong was even more terrifying at this time.
Even the white tiger's eyes were filled with fear, but they were quickly replaced by a bloodthirsty light.
One by one, the chains were broken free, and the white tiger was already moving with killing intent, wanting to swallow Ling Dao into his stomach.
Being provoked by weak humans has long made this white tiger angry.
Now that it has the opportunity, it will naturally not let Ling Dao go.
However, next, there was a scene that frightened the white tiger, and the tiger head condensed by the killing origin was actually smashed by the Easy Sword.
"Roar" The roar of the white tiger had surpassed any previous time, and one after another sound waves rushed towards Ling Dao.
Stimulated by the previous one, the white tiger once again unleashed ten percent of the killing origin, and pounced towards Ling Dao, already fighting for life and death.
"Eighteen princes, didn't you say earlier that if Ling Dao could support the time of ten knots of incense, you would eat your sword, and now that the hundred knots of incense have burned twenty knots, shouldn't you perform a sword swallowing performance?"
Outside the White Tiger Palace, the hundred knots of incense had already burned to twenty knots, and General Ling Wu even ridiculed the eighteen princes.
As General Ling Wu's words fell, many people laughed, the words of the Eighteenth Prince were too early, and now it is really difficult to ride a tiger.
The eighteenth prince's face turned red, but unfortunately he couldn't quibble at all.
What he said in front of everyone naturally couldn't be denied.
He never thought that Ling Dao would be able to hold on to the time of twenty incense festivals.
With such a big movement in the White Tiger Palace, no one would suspect anything.
Especially at this time, the roar of the white tiger obviously contained endless anger.
Even if they couldn't see the situation inside the White Tiger Palace, they could guess that there must have been an earth-shattering battle inside.
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They really couldn't imagine why Ling Dao could fight like this with the White Tiger "Could it be that we have been deceived all along, didn't we say that the prince of the Easy King was a sick man, how could he make such a big disturbance in the White Tiger Palace?"
"The previous martial artists of the Imperial Sky Realm only insisted on five incense festivals at the longest, and His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has entered the time of twenty incense festivals, can it be said that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is already a martial artist of the Origin Realm?"
"Sixteen-year-old Origin Realm martial artist, our Daluo Dynasty has never appeared at all, no matter how powerful His Royal Highness the Prince is, it is impossible to Origin Realm."
These discussions made Luo Chen's eyes gloomy, could it be that he really looked away back then, Ling Dao was not only not a sick man, but also a martial arts wizard, otherwise, how could he be so powerful at the age of sixteen The movement in the White Tiger Hall was getting louder and louder, and General Ling Wu couldn't help but approach the White Tiger Palace.
If the White Tiger Hall suddenly became quiet, I am afraid that he would immediately rush into the White Tiger Hall to avoid any danger to Ling Dao.
Even if it was to resist the decree, General Ling Wu didn't care.
"I didn't expect you to be able to support it for so long, but it's a pity that you still have to die in the White Tiger Palace" Only Ye Bufan knew best why there was such a big movement in the White Tiger Palace.
Even him, in the face of the white tiger who broke free from the chains, I am afraid that he will not have much of the upper hand.
If he was replaced by Ling Dao's sixteen-year-old boy, he would naturally die.
"Sixteen years old is so powerful, maybe I can help you" Su Qingyao had already developed a great interest in Ling Dao, and if he helped Ling Dao, there shouldn't be any problems.
Let Ling Dao surpass him, naturally it can't work, but it is best to surpass Ye Bufan, Ye Bufan of the province has always thought that he is superior.
No one noticed, Sue's gently shaking lips twitched.
He once again cast his previous secret method, causing the white tiger in the White Tiger Hall to fall asleep.
It's just that this time the secret method time is very short, and it would be good to have thirty incense festivals.
In the White Tiger Palace, the White Tiger, who was fighting with Ling Dao, suddenly stopped his movements and fell asleep on the ground instead.
Such a strange scene made Ling Dao confused, how big the nerves of this white tiger were, to be like this "Eight Desolations" Although he was very puzzled in his heart, Ling Dao didn't think much about it, he naturally wouldn't let go of such a great opportunity.
Anyway, the white tiger was already asleep, so he naturally had enough time to perform the Eight Desolations of Annihilation.
All the true qi in the body rushed towards the Easy Sword, and the origin of the two Cheng Thunder and the origin of the One Cheng Sword also poured out, without any reservations.
A ten-zhang long sword slashed down along with the Xiaoyao Sword.
How strong the Eight Desolations are, I'm afraid only those who really fight with Ling Dao will understand.
The white tiger at the peak of the Origin Realm was beheaded by Ling Dao in this way, and blood splattered in the sky, and he died tragically on the spot.
Poor White Tiger was originally able to fight with Ling Dao for a long time, but unfortunately he fell into Su Qingyao's secret method and was directly killed by Ling Dao with a sword.
Ling Dao, who was at the peak of the Imperial Sky Realm, and the Eight Desolations that he unleashed, were all mortal threats to the peak martial artists of the Origin Realm.
"The White Tiger Hall has quieted down" "Is the Great War Over?"
"Is His Royal Highness the Prince going to be blasted out?"
After Su shook lightly and cast the secret method, there was no movement in the White Tiger Palace.
However, before they could make any moves, there was a loud noise again in the White Tiger Palace, and even outside the White Tiger Palace, the sound of blood splashing in the sky was heard.
"I didn't hear the white tiger screaming, could it be that His Royal Highness the Prince was killed" "Until now, no one has died, and nothing will happen to His Royal Highness."
Many people were worried, and General Ling Wu rushed towards the White Tiger Hall as fast as he could.
If the White Tiger dared to hurt Ling Dao, he would definitely break the White Tiger into pieces.
However, as soon as General Ling Wu took off into the air, the commander of the Praetorian Guard was in front of him.
"The martial arts arena is not a place where you can go wild" The commander of the Praetorian Guard is also a Mortal Realm martial artist, so naturally he will not be afraid of General Ling Wu.
It's a pity that the commander of the Praetorian Guard still underestimated General Ling Wu, he thought that this sentence would make General Ling Wu stop, but in fact, General Ling Wu directly punched him.
General Ling Wu has been an orphan since he was a child, and it was King Xiaoyao who raised him to adulthood, and King Xiaoyao's family is his relatives.
Now that Ling Dao is in danger, General Ling Wu naturally doesn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and directly attacks the commander of the Praetorian Guard.
"Big brother, I'm fine" Just when General Ling Wu was about to fight with the Praetorian Guard, Ling Dao finally walked out of the White Tiger Palace.
After performing the Eight Desolations to Annihilate, his whole body became extremely weak, his face was a little pale, and he was covered in blood.
He actually had the blood of the White Tiger all over his body, but everyone thought it was Ling Dao's blood.
In the battle with the White Tiger at the peak of the Origin Realm, it is normal to have such an injury.
"It's okay, although it's only thirty incense days, but the first is not important" From the time Ling Dao entered the White Tiger Palace, until now, it was only the time of thirty incense festivals.
Not to mention that compared with Su Qingyao, even compared with Ye Bufan, Luo Yongheng and others, they are not as good as stars.
But compared to those Sky Realm martial artists, it is still much stronger.
"Why didn't you die?"
Ye Bufan snorted coldly, Ling Dao came out alive, but it was beyond his expectations.
He originally thought that the white tiger who broke free from the chains would be able to kill Ling Dao.
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Fortunately, Ling Dao was covered in blood, which made him extremely happy.
If he knew that the blood on Ling Dao's body was all White Tiger's, would he vomit blood in anger "Waste is waste, I thought it was so powerful, it turned out that I could only stick to thirty incense festivals. foriitfreeti0 t1706231537: