Louis felt as if the end of the world was coming, as if he was in an endless ocean, sitting in a small boat, being torn apart by huge waves and hurricanes.
Louis' retina suddenly exploded with spider-web-like blood streaks, and the smell of rust surged wildly in his nasal cavity.
This is not something that humans should look directly at!
As his knees slammed uncontrollably into the ground, he heard the crisp sound of his arm bones breaking like dry branches.
The skin that was swept by the chaotic aura carbonized and peeled off instantly, and then regenerated frantically under the effect of the immortal power. The new tender flesh even had the faint silver lines of the white tiger's hair.
“Crack!”
The second wave of pressure came, and Louis' entire spine bent into a strange arc.
The trajectory of the white tiger's raised claws was reflected in his broken pupils, which was clearly the starting move of some kind of sword technique.
The arc of the dark gold claws tearing through the void was imprinted in Louis' eyes, and two blood seals were burning on his retina at this moment.
After his optic nerve regenerated thirty-seven times in severe pain, Louis finally caught sight of the White Tiger's body movements and claw techniques hidden in the strong wind.
"roar--"
The tiger's roar blew off half of Louis' face, and his exposed gums trembled in the chaotic airflow.
But the auditory nerves on the verge of collapse extract rhythm from the sound waves:
The aura emanating from the white tiger's body unexpectedly coincides with the direction of the eight extraordinary meridians!
His broken eardrums vibrated at the frequency of some internal energy technique, and his blood vessels involuntarily ran along chaotic trajectories as they regenerated.
When the white tiger flapped its wings and stirred up turbulence in space, Louis' body, which had been reorganized four hundred and twenty-six times, suddenly moved on its own.
The newly acquired muscle memory drove him to swing his hand knife in a twisted posture - this clumsy hand blade actually cut through the oncoming strong wind, and the splattering blood drew a three-inch long golden mark in the void.
The lifelike white tiger had disappeared at this moment. To be precise, Louis seemed to have parted from the clouds and mist, and after wandering in the visualization picture, his spirit returned to his body.
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