White Tiger Palace, with the third battle power from Xuanwu Palace injected again, at this seventy-minute node, Wang Ruochen, the leader of the Aochen Mercenary Group, finally had twenty-six minutes to kill the enemy, and his strength was also superior to any one person.
From the peak of the Triple Realm, to the Second Whip Ruling Realm, and then to approaching the perfection of the Second Whip, completely achieved, and even slightly surpassed the Perfect Command Realm of the Second Whip, Wang Ruochen's experience can be said to be even worse than others, because from the beginning of stepping into the White Tiger Palace, from the beginning of the Second Whip Ruling Realm, she Wang Ruochen has been in a state of battle, not only Yanhu's attack is very entangled, but more importantly, she is not willing to stop.
Wang Ruochen has never been a person who knows how to dodge, she even has very little defense, and attacking is the way she longs forward to fighting, even if the enemy is far superior to herself, but in Wang Ruochen's life motto, there will never be two words of retreat, only forward and then forward.
Therefore, Wang Ruochen's previous seventy minutes of battle can be said to be very enjoyable: from being far inferior to Yanhu, to being able to go head-to-head, to barely being able to suppress, this feeling of growing little by little is Wang Ruochen's favorite, although this time the improvement does not come from himself, but from the results of the battle situation of the other three parties.
There was even one of them, accompanied by blood.
But Wang Ruochen's hatred has never suppressed the fighting spirit, and when fighting, Wang Ruochen has always been a calm berserker.
The black light staggered and the white light swelled suddenly, and the sharp power of the silver-white substance was gently caged, and then flung it, just like a beast, the Yan Tiger, under the shaking of the surging power in this instant, flew out for thousands of meters.
It left six spatial scratches thousands of meters long, but in an instant, Wang Ruochen's sudden burst of yang power suddenly pierced through, forming a miserable white stone pillar, rushing away, connecting the six scratches into one, and finally, hitting Yan Hu's chest.
Scattered most of the silvery-white substance, leaving only a little blocking the blood that flowed from the corners of his mouth, hovering over his chest.
"It seems that I am honored to be your opponent in the fourth battle" Yan Hu had a proud smile on his face, and there was no hint of mockery.
He also knew what the power of his companions was all about, and it was extremely clear that Wang Ruochen at this moment was the final state he was going to face, and it was also the strongest form second only to Fengchen.
The strength and realm are incomparably close to the real supreme powerhouse, even if it is a gasp and a light step, it can deter Xiao Carefully.
Yan Hu didn't think that he was Xiao Xiao, but when facing the strongest person, he was not much different from Xiao Xiao, so at this moment, he was a little afraid.
Afraid of the silver-white substance, the source of his Yanhu's strength began to tremble slightly, and some of them could not exert the power of the original rules, and they were afraid that they had just been hit by Wang Ruochen's axe, and their right leg had twitched for a while, and they were afraid that their minds would be blurred.
Fear, how to overcome it Find a stronger support Yan Hu smiled, this was the reason for him to follow Feng Dust, but it was not this moment, a way to alleviate this fear.
After all, Liu Ruoyun was far away outside the White Tiger Palace, and she had to face the wind and dust that might be even more terrifying, that one, but the real Three Whips in the Realm, the experience and strength of the gap could be made up by the power of her companions.
Although it was a bit rude to think so, Yan Hu was very skeptical that once his battle here was over, Liu Ruoyun would be able to defeat Fengchen.
Flee, flee from the source of fear Yan Hu shook his head, if he dared to do this, he believed that the first thing Liu Ruoyun would do next was not to fight with Fengchen, but to capture him, a deserter, to punish and kill him as the last sacrifice of dignity.
There is no escape, and there is no helper, which means that the battle must continue, and the only one who can rely on is himself.
At this time, Yan Hu, who was desperate, finally remembered something.
In the past, what exactly did he do when faced with such a situation.
It's very simple, give up consciousness, give up all emotions, there is no so-called fear of emotion, how can you be afraid Therefore, at this moment, Yan Hu did a very simple thing, the silvery-white substance produced on the surface of the body, little by little, towards the body, towards the dantian, towards the divine consciousness, towards every inch of the skin pores of the whole body, penetrated out, until the whole body, soaked in silver, until his consciousness, completely asleep, did not stop.
"Hmm" Wang Ruochen, who felt a trace of dangerous smell, held the reincarnation of heaven and earth tightly, and the spotless White Tiger Palace, also at this moment, released a snow-white light from the transparent barrier that seemed to exist at all, shining dazzlingly for a while, and also the Yanhu posture that was hidden in the dark and extremely difficult to see clearly was presented in front of Wang Ruochen at this moment, making her dignified face show an unbelievable look.
It was not a person's posture, on all fours, nor was it the appearance of a person, the whole body was covered with silver-white hair, dignified and powerful, it was a white tiger with a well-proportioned body, not tall, but exuding infinite terrifying coercion, and the whole body did not permeate the slightest spiritual power and rule power, but it was so ordinary and entrenched there, but it brought Wang Ruochen an unprecedented sense of threat, so that she didn't dare to miss her face at all.
It seemed that if the gaze shifted for a moment, the tiger's claw would kill her in an instant.
"What the hell is this" Wang Ruochen muttered, driven by his character, instead of retreating, he waved the reincarnation of heaven and earth, and forced towards Yanhu, oh no, where the white tiger was.
In the next second, with a yin wind blowing, a white shadow flashed in the corner of his eye, and the white tiger that should have been in front of Wang Ruochen's eyes, with a distance of tens of thousands of meters, actually brushed Wang Ruochen's hair at this moment, swaggering, without causing any harm to Wang Ruochen, just tearing the tight leather coat around her waist, revealing the toned and tender skin inside.
At this moment, Wang Ruochen suddenly had a strange feeling: there seemed to be something staring there.
Turning back suddenly, the old god of the white tiger was lying there, perhaps his eyes were careless, but Wang Ruochen grasped the point.
Five seconds of staring at each other is refined into five hundredths of a second, and in one hundred of them, this white tiger will inevitably glance at the skin on his waist, revealing a look that makes him a little annoying.
Then, in the next hundredth of a second, it fades perfectly, and it can be said to be a seamless disguise.
It's a pity that she lost in the woman's observation and intuition.
"This white tiger is abnormally a color embryo" Wang Ruochen didn't know what expression to show on his face.
Few people regard her as a woman, but Wang Ruochen will not despise herself to the point that after encountering a tiger and having a lust for herself, she will recommend herself to the pillow, not to mention, this is still her enemy.
Wang Ruochen was a little distressed that she didn't know how to deal with this kind of lust: ignore or take advantage of it Wang Ruochen's mind was not bright, and he began to pound the paste.
She didn't need to figure out a way, though, because of the white tiger's lust and a certain impulse, it wouldn't stay long, especially after catching a glimpse of the soft skin that was enough to drive him crazy.
In the next second, the figure of the white tiger disappeared from Wang Ruochen's sight again, and what appeared in its place was the sound of wind pressure constantly hovering in his ears, and the snow-white afterimage that was almost invisible, but barely able to be figured out, became more and more frequent and crazy as Wang Ruochen's tight leather coat gradually shattered.
After a short period of three seconds, the overall area of Wang Ruocheno's skin outside has reached about one-sixth, and it looks like it has a unique Youhuo flavor.
At this time, Wang Ruochen finally thought of a way to deal with the white tiger: since tearing clothes is your only goal and fun, then as long as you look for the rules in it, it doesn't seem to be a difficult thing to catch you, and it can even be said to be extremely simple.
So, Wang Ruochen began to prepare.
It's not just that one attack is enough, the speed of the white tiger is so fast, Wang Ruochen doesn't dare to guarantee that he can hit it a few times, then what is needed is an attack that can create a chance to win, and for this, it is necessary to prepare.
The power of yin and yang gradually took shape in Wang Ruochen's incessant dodging, condensing into the rudiments of a cage, hovering around Wang Ruochen's body, and indeed there was the idea of grabbing the white tiger immediately, but in this process of formation, no matter how Wang Ruochen tried, he couldn't really touch the white tiger's fur, but was symbolically teased by the white tiger a few times, which was a kind of ridicule and teasing.
Ten seconds later, the cage was completely formed, and the exposed area of Wang Ruochen's skin had also reached one-half, and there was already quite a kind of O style, thanks to it, even if Wang Ruochen didn't know much about men and women, he could clearly feel that from the white tiger's body, there was an emotional oppression that made her a little afraid, and it was not difficult to imagine how she would be treated by this white tiger if she lost this battle.
Although he knew that this was the incarnation of Yanhu, thinking of such a scene, Wang Ruochen still felt a little disgusted, and couldn't help but spit it out.
"One blow, slash" set a very rare goal for himself, Wang Ruochen calmed his mind, closed his eyes that were not of much use, and ignored the fact that the covered area of the skin was getting smaller and smaller, and tried to sense the trend of the white tiger's action, and soon, he noticed something.
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It can't be sensed, because the speed of the white tiger is too fast, and the regularity is not particularly obvious, except for a hard law.
However, as long as there is this hard law, it is actually enough, although the result of that will be a little embarrassing in Wang Ruochen's mind, "However, if you can win, you won't care so much."
Immediately, Wang Ruochen stretched out his hand, and did not reach out to the ethereal white tiger figure, but stretched out to his body, the few remaining leather clothes, and with a slight tear, he tore off all the clothes on his whole body, except for the last point.
Since you don't know where the enemy's target is, you can eliminate all the overly many targets and fix the enemy's target at one point.
What Wang Ruochen is doing at this moment is such a simple and rude behavior.
A rare blush appeared on his face, but the movements of his hands did not relax at all, because Wang Ruochen could clearly feel that as the area of his skin reached the limit, the wheezing sound of the white tiger became extremely heavy, almost blowing people to death.
The reincarnation of heaven and earth in his hand moved towards the sky without any scruples, and with the violent shaking of the majestic thing on his chest, the yin and yang cage hidden in the shadows was quietly fixed in place, sensing the wheezing sound of the white tiger getting closer and closer, Wang Ruochen's arms suddenly slashed down at this moment.
At the same time, with the last strand of cloth shattering, the reincarnation of heaven and earth flashed with extreme black and white light, directly splitting the hard head of the white tiger, almost splitting it in half, and at the same time, the yin and yang cage that had been prepared for a long time was also gently buckled on the waist of the white tiger at this moment.
There is no extravagant way to trap the whole body of the white tiger, because Wang Ruochen believes that the result of doing so is to be easily broken free and destroyed, only like now, trapping the local body, so that the white tiger can not smoothly exert its strength on the cage, in order to better restrain it.
Of course, the foundation of all this is still based on the axe that struck the head, if it can't cause enough damage to make the Yan Tiger's resistance smaller, no matter which part of the Yin and Yang cage is restrained, it can't bring a long-term impact to the White Tiger.
The soft skin was quickly covered by the new leather coat, although Wang Ruochen was very aggressive, but he never planned to fight against a colored tiger naked, especially when the other party had been zhifu, if he really wanted to play this kind of y, it should also be played with others, for example...
Thinking about it, the reincarnation of heaven and earth in Wang Ruochen's hand suddenly exerted force, and after splitting the entire head of the white tiger in half, it further developed towards the body, and in a thousand thoughts, this colored tiger was split into countless pieces by Wang Ruochen's giant axe, which still had crushing power.
Poor Yanhu, until the moment he died, he couldn't have his own consciousness again, and was replaced by the white tiger composed of pure and impulsive, and in the end, he was kicked by Wang Ruochen into the spatial crack opened by the power of yin and yang, and completely disappeared into the Eastern Continent, with an angry face.
If it weren't for the fact that the tiger liked to tear clothes, Wang Ruochen wouldn't have changed the position of the badge from his chest to a ponytail.
And before Yan Hu's corpse was thrown in, the golden mercenary group badge belonging to Wang Ruochen was also gently taken from the Peugeot ponytail, and then, with a blow infused with all Wang Ruochen's remaining strength, it was easily torn into pieces along with that space, becoming the leader of Yan Hu's corpse.
Wang Ruochen, who slowly fell from the sky and had no trace of strength left in his body, felt this unprecedented sense of powerlessness, and looked ahead in a daze, and for a while, he didn't know what to think.
Saddened by the death of Leng Tomb, Wang Ruochen couldn't do it, it seemed that she would never show that kind of expression.
Pray for the final battle of Fengchen that Wang Ruochen will not do it, because she has never believed in this.
"Then lie down and sleep" In the end, Wang Ruochen chose something that he would always do when he was tired when he was a child.
Like a big word, lying on the ground that used to be a battlefield, I slept quietly
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