Chapter 456: Chasing the Wind with Courage
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In the mountain protection formation, Zhuifeng lay in the darkness, panting and sighing, "What a pity, we only killed two.
He glanced at Ao Yi with his big eyes and complained, "Brother, you are too weak. What can you do with the last one? If you clawed at him, that guy would definitely die, and you would just get your claw injured. I really don't believe that the phantom could cut off your claw with one sword."
Ao Yi's black body could not be seen at all in the darkness. In the darkness, all he had was a pair of glowing golden vertical pupils.
Those golden eyes were still cold and ruthless, hanging in the air, which was quite scary.
The pair of golden vertical pupils glanced at Zhuifeng and said in a cold voice: "Let him chop you with his sword and see."
"How can I compare with you, big brother?" Zhuifeng said with a chuckle, "Big brother, you are thick-skinned. You can bear it, but I can't."
Ao Yi always felt that there was something strange about this sentence, as if it was not a good thing to say. He did not respond, but only asked: "What should we do next?"
"what to do?"
Zhuifeng tilted his head and looked outside.
While they were driven back into the formation, the Hengduan Mountain Alliance's formation-breaking battle formation quickly moved and laid out formation-breaking spikes.
In a short period of time, more than twenty formation-breaking nails had been nailed into the formation barrier.
As for formations, although Zhuifeng was naughty, lazy and nagging, he still learned a little under the double iron fists of Qin Ran and Tushan Youyou.
He could feel that every time a nail was driven into the formation, the mountain protection formation he was in would make a faint wailing sound.
"What else can we do? Just keep doing it!" he replied.
Ao Yi has a deeper connection with the formation, and he feels the pain of the formation more clearly.
He looked at the monks who were hammering nails outside. There was pain in his golden vertical pupils, but more of it was murderous intent.
"Or do you want to go first?" he asked Zhuifeng.
"Of course I'll go first." Zhuifeng was lying on his stomach, but he held his head high, looking quite proud. "I'll go out first, and you guys wait for the right opportunity to act. This plan is definitely the best. My dad said it's a good plan after seeing it."
"I mean..." Ao Yi turned around and looked at him, "Can you still hold on?"
In order to avert the suspicion of those suspicious Yuanying stage monsters, Zhuifeng took on two Ancient Immortal Demon-Breaking Talismans, and finally fought against a Yuanying stage monster while still bearing the debuff of the Ancient Immortal Demon-Breaking Talisman.
He was quite impressive just now, but he had to pay the same price.
"He's just a Nascent Soul cultivator!" Zhui Feng said disdainfully, "How can he not hold on?"
The darkness of the formation space did not exist for Ao Yi. He could see clearly that Zhuifeng, who had the potential to be an eighth-level monster, was already panting, his hair was disheveled, and there was faint blood on his side abdomen.
This guy was just injured.
"Actually, I can go out, so that I can delay them and prevent them from breaking the formation too early." Ao Yi said.
Zhuifeng shook his head: "My father said that breaking the formation is not important, killing people is important. It doesn't make much sense for you to hold them back..."
As he spoke, his tiger eyes suddenly shone with a dog's light. He looked at Ao Yi and said in a mean way, "Brother, if you really feel bad about it, you can give me two drops of blood. The dragon's blood will help me regain my power! Even more powerful..."
“Bang!”
Before he could finish his words, Ao Yi's tail had already reached his face, and with a strong blow from the tail, he was pulled out of the formation.
"Hehe, thank you, big brother, hehe!" The guy's mean voice came from outside the formation.
Obviously, Ao Yi still gave him essence and blood.
Ao Yi was ready in the darkness of the formation, waiting for Zhuifeng to lead away the phantom of the ancient swordsman, and then he would rush out and start killing.
He watched Zhuifeng rush out, steady his body, keep a safe distance from the battle formation over there, and then regain the momentum of the Xuanming Spirit Tiger.
Suddenly, the unique arrogance of the tiger clan appeared on him. He raised his head, squinted his eyes, and glanced at the monks on the opposite battle formation with disdain.
The next moment...
He opened his mouth!
He just spat out all the dirty words he learned from somewhere towards the other side.
"Bah! You are not even as good as a hair of Master Tiger!"
"A group of people can't think of a single thing, and are being played around by your Tiger Master."
"I have never seen such cowards as you..."
"Come and fight me for a hundred rounds if you can..."
"I'll let you use your two hands... or both hands and feet... or your tail. I can bite you to death with just my mouth..."
At this time, the Hengduan Mountain Alliance had already completed the battle formation, and there were already five Nascent Soul cultivators protecting it. They stared at Zhuifeng, and their fists clenched when he was scolded, but they did not make a move.
"Are you all turtles transformed into spirits?"
Zhuifeng continued to speak eloquently.
"If you don't come over here, I'm going to bite you."
The opponent learned his lesson and refused to fall for his provocation, concentrating on laying the nails to break the formation.
"I'm coming..." Zhuifeng reminded.
Come?
What else can this little bastard tiger do besides showing off his power of words? How dare he come here?!
The monks in the battle array did not believe it at all...
"Buzz~Puff!"
Then, suddenly a white shadow rushed over. The cultivators in the battle formation could not see it clearly. While the Nascent Soul cultivator was unable to react in disbelief, a Foundation Establishment cultivator had no power to resist and was bitten accurately in the throat by the white tiger, and quickly returned to his original position.
The speed and precision of the operation are so fast that one can't help but sigh that it is worthy of being a tiger pouncing on its prey.
"Pooh!"
Zhuifeng spat out the corpse in his mouth.
There were four thumb-sized holes on the corpse's neck. Zhuifeng pulled out his teeth and blood spurted out. The corpse spurted blood and fell from a high altitude, landing on the pile of corpses on the ground, splashing dust.
"It stinks!" Zhuifeng said in disgust, "Look, even the blood of this coward stinks!"
The battle formation of the Hengduan Mountains Alliance had stopped long ago. They looked at the white tiger opposite with horror, suddenly realizing that they had just walked through the gates of hell.
They didn't expect that the white tiger would actually dare to come over in front of so many of them, nor did they expect that after coming over, it could return safely.
So they had to think about a question: if Baihu’s target was not that unlucky guy but himself, could he survive?
All the monks in the battle formation were shocked and frightened.
The cultivators on the periphery, especially those in the foundation-building stage, were terrified from the bottom of their hearts.
Now, they were not sure that they would not be the ones to be taken away by the white tiger in the next moment.
Even a Jindan cultivator would not dare to ensure his own safety.
The battlefield was quiet for a moment!
A white tiger arrogantly suppressed more than a thousand monks.
"Zhuifeng is full of courage!"
Seeing this scene outside, Qin Ran couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh.
"Master..." Li Shiyin was practicing swordplay under the old locust tree. When she heard his words, she couldn't help but question, "Zhuifeng is originally a tiger!"
"Eh! You don't understand!" Qin Ran shook his head.
Li Shiyin danced with the sword again, and the sword intent was faintly in Qin Ran.
"Hey!" Qin Ran looked outside the formation without looking at Li Shiyin, and boasted to Gu Yueming, "See? I trained him. He's smart, brave, and strong. Isn't he 10,000 times stronger than a mount?"
“Indeed!” Gu Yueming nodded in agreement. Fortunately, he did not take Zhuifeng from Qin Ran back then… He made another correct decision. “Zhuifeng’s role is no less than that of an old cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage!”
“Now, the Hengduan Mountain Alliance is in a dilemma. They must take action against Zhuifeng.” Qin Ran said proudly, “But the Nascent Soul cultivators have already caused them to lose two Nascent Souls. They have only one choice...
"Just let that phantom of the Ancient Sword Immortal kill Zhuifeng!"
"Zhuifeng is truly both wise and brave!" Gu Yueming exclaimed.
Because he knew what would happen if the Ancient Sword Immortal was led away by Zhuifeng.
"Master..." Li Shiyin said again, "They didn't ride the tiger! Zhuifeng didn't let them ride."
Qin Ran looked at her, a stupid and foolish apprentice, and he didn't want to explain to her.
"And Master, Zhuifeng is equivalent to a cultivator in the late Yuanying stage..." Li Shiyin continued to ask, "Then am I also equivalent to a cultivator in the late Yuanying stage?"
“Oh, right, right…” Qin Ran nodded.
Li Shiyin could tell from his perfunctory response that she suddenly drew her sword and said, “Humph! Damn Qin Ran, look at my sword!”
"brush……"
Someone had his eyebrows shaved off by a sword...
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