Chapter 137: Unmatched

The dangerous breath instantly enveloped Ren Wuming. The next moment, the fierce tiger-like tiger fight on the opposite side, jumped up directly, the tiger pattern appeared on his body, and his right palm patted Ren Wuming directly.
There was no too much words, no scruples, even if Yang Xun, the eldest son of the Southern Wilderness County King, was present, this was another courtyard of the Prince's Mansion. When the Tiger Fight was about to take action, he would take action, completely when Yang Xun was transparent.
White hair dancing wildly, fierce, wild, and full of animalism, this is the portrayal of this white tiger clan powerhouse. This fierce tiger fight, with fierce eyes flickering, when the right hand was shot out, the whole palm suddenly showed tiger patterns, and a sharp tiger claw rushed out of his hand. In the hall, suddenly The wind is loud.
It is not the real white tiger's claws, but the surging white tiger's fierce power has made a world tremble. Under the tiger's claws, the wind is like a knife. Before the claws arrive, Ren Wuming has already suffered thousands of blades. .
"Om!" Ren Wuming's sword yuan circulated in his body, and the sword gangs were like a dense sword net wrapped around his body, blocking the slashing wind like a sword gang, all three feet away.
Everyone changed their color at this moment, and everyone felt a powerful sense of oppression from that tiger war.
The tiger claws rushing out of the tiger's right claw have become as huge as a hill, and they slapped directly at Ren Wuming. Under the tiger claws, Ren Wuming felt the endless pressure, like a mountain facing He pressed it over.
The huge tiger's claws sent out terrifying fluctuations that made people palpitating, sealing one party and shaking the world. Ren Wuming couldn't help being surprised. This tiger battle was more terrifying than imagined.
He didn't dare to neglect, and with a move of his shoulder, "clang!" With a sound, a group of horses shot out from his back immediately, turned into a bright sword light, and split forward.
The golden wind rushed towards his face, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, the temperature in the hall plummeted under the impact of this cold sword aura, and everyone felt a chill hit their upper bodies.
"Boom!", the huge beast claws and the devastating sword glow instantly collided, and the unmatched sword aura burst out, the claws overflowed, and the ground around the nameless body was swept out by the energy storm, shattered. .
The people at the Third Avenue Gate immediately retreated, "Boom!" With a sound, the pavilion in the lake was suddenly broken into a big hole, and the dust was rolling, and the sword light emitted by Ren Wuming was directly shot by tiger claws. , The huge claw shadow also disappeared.
Ren Wuming was shocked and flew out of the pavilion, standing on the lake with his feet on the lake. Although he was forced to retreat by the incomparable tiger warfare, he was not panicked, but was fighting like a rainbow.
"The sword technique of the Guangcheng Immortal faction is nothing more than that!" The tiger battle was extremely arrogant, with a loud voice, violently on the lake, he took one step, rushed directly out of the big hole, and came to the lake. on.
Yang Xun, who was sitting high in the hall, looked extremely ugly, and a pavilion was ruined and ruined, but he was angry with the madness of the tiger war, and the tiger war was defiant.
After all, this is Yang Xun's place.
"If I have the power to overwhelm everything..." Yang Xun hated him, the feeling of being ignored and uncomfortable, he felt very embarrassed: "You fight, fight as much as you want, it's best if one party has casualties. Understand the enmity."
Yang Xun, the first son of the county prince, has always been angry with the southern barbarians who despise the prefectural palace, and is anxious to erect several powerful enemies for the southern barbarians. Therefore, when the Dongfanglong told him this trick, he immediately agreed.
Dongfanglong wanted to use the hand of the Southern Wilderness to deal with Gu Fei, while Yang Xun wanted to use the Third Avenue Gate to suppress the Southern Wilderness. The two people hit it off and promoted this matter together.
"Huh!", "Huh!", "Huh!"...
The figure flickered on the lake surface, and the outstanding disciples of the Three Avenue Gate and the outstanding talents of Nanhuang appeared on the lake. Everyone stepped on the clear waves, watching the tiger battle and Ren Wuming in the middle of the lake from a distance.
Under the hazy moonlight, Tiger Zhan’s body, the appearance of a white tiger, looming, revealing the supreme fierce might, and Ren Wuming’s side, like an electric sword light, hovered and danced around him, and a mighty sword appeared. gas.
"Huh! Dare to underestimate my Guangcheng Immortal faction, I want to see what you are capable of!" Ren Wuming's expression changed slightly, his eyes fixed on Hu Zhan's face, the light in his eyes was as sharp as a sword.
"I want you to be convinced of defeat!" Hu Zhan grinned and slammed directly at Ren Wuming with a fist. The lake in front of him sank suddenly, and then suddenly a monstrous wave appeared, a wave of powerful energy fluctuations like mountains and seas, instantly It broke out, and a fierce tiger appeared out of the waves, roaring and rushing fiercely at Ren Wuming.
The white tiger clan fights with tigers, people are like fierce tigers, and the whole person is full of unpredictable violent violence. The appearance of fierce tigers formed by the condensation of lake water is not more than true fierce tigers.
Under that pounce, the entire small lake trembled, and the tiger king descended from the mountain, terrifying the horrific power of the beasts, fierce, domineering, and indomitable.
"A sword flying star!" Ren Wuming shouted, squeezing the sword tactics and pointing forward, "Om!" With a sound, the crisp sound of the sword soared into the sky like nine cranes, and the sword glow was ten feet long. Like a meteor across the sky, it shot towards the fierce tiger that rushed forward.
The lake separated silently, and the big waves rushed out to both sides, and the silt at the bottom of the lake was clearly visible. A sword, like a torn void, split the entire lake in half.
With a loud bang of "Canopy!", the unmatched meteor sword light directly split the fierce tiger condensed from the waves into two halves, bursting out water.
After breaking the tiger fight's fist strength, Ren Wuming's sword power continued to stop, only to see the sword tactics in his hand changed, and another horrible sword qi wave surged out of his body.
"Sword transforms into seven stars, seven stars shine in the sky!" Ren Wuming did his best, and the sword art pointed at the dazzling sword light. As the sword light trembled, it was actually divided into seven sky-shattering sword rainbows like meteors, strangling towards the tiger war. Away.
The seven sword rainbows seemed to form a formation faintly, sealing the tiger battle under the sword light, and the strength of the sword aura shocked everyone present.
The big brother among the younger generation of disciples of Guangchengxian faction is really amazing. Liu Yunhe and Li Mengyao, who were watching the battle, showed a slight smile on their faces.
"Roar!" At this moment, a tiger roar shook the world and the tiger fights under the sword light. The white long hair danced wildly, his body was so angry, and the tiger stripes came out from him. The dazzling white awns intertwined with each other, and then condensed a huge white tiger image on his body surface, swept out of the most fierce aura.
At this moment, Tiger Fight was extremely powerful. He seemed to really incarnate into a fierce tiger, with tiger claws tearing through the sky, and directly slapped at the seven horror swords that strangled.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"...
Seven consecutive sounds, seven shocking swords and rainbows, were directly shot flying by Huzhan. The white tiger on Huzhan's body was as solid as the substance, wild, fierce, and murderous. The white tiger's fierce and mighty shock shocked the world.
Ren Wuming's figure was shocked, and he retreated seven steps on the lake. With each step back, he vomited a mouthful of blood, as if those seven heavy blows hit him directly.
Only then did Li Lingfeng, Lin Xuan and others see how terrifying the outstanding among the younger generation of the Southern Wilderness tribe is.
"Perhaps, only Gu Fei can match it!" Li Lingfeng thought to himself.