Chapter 143 The Fist of the Yellow Turban Warrior
The White Tiger Boy has lived for more than a hundred years, and before this, he had never experienced what fear was.
His father was an earthly immortal, and his mother was also an earthly immortal, and both were elders of the Beast Guarding Sect, holding high positions and power.
Therefore, the White Tiger Boy has been living in the spotlight since he was born.
When he was seven years old, he accidentally signed a spiritual contract with a white tiger cub, and he became even more special.
Even the head of the Heavenly Man Sect of the Beast Guarding Sect adopted him as his adopted son.
With such an identity, there are not many people in the entire Tianxu Realm who can be compared with him.
The White Tiger Boy cultivated smoothly all the way.
He never encountered any bottlenecks, nor any difficulties.
It took him only one hundred and fifty years to become an earthly immortal.
This is a speed of cultivation that most warriors dare not even think of.
Therefore, the White Tiger Boy has always felt that he is favored by God, a favorite of heaven and earth, and everything in the world should revolve around him.
In such a growing environment and such a state of mind, he has never known what fear is.
He also took the initiative to come to the lower world this time.
The purpose is just to come to the lower world to relax.
As for why such a reason can be successfully applied for?
Just look at his parents and the identity of his adoptive father.
These people will certainly not refuse the White Tiger Boy's request.
Moreover, from their point of view, letting the White Tiger Boy go to the lower world can also be regarded as broadening his horizons.
They did not consider any danger at all.
After all, who in the lower world can stop a terrestrial immortal with ten human immortals and a heavenly immortal weapon?
White Tiger Boy himself thought so.
Before the Yellow Turban Warrior appeared, he really didn't think that anyone in this world could threaten him.
But now, he finally realized what extreme fear was.
Especially after the three human immortal white tigers were beaten to death and the ten human immortal guards were seriously injured and vomited blood, the fear in his heart was even more intense.
However, compared to when he first saw the Yellow Turban Warrior, White Tiger Boy had recovered from his original extreme fear and no longer stood there in a daze.
"Golden chariot!"
The White Tiger Boy shouted loudly, raising his hand to grab the gilded chariot.
The golden chariot immediately emitted an extremely bright golden light, more powerful than when it was activated by the ten immortals.
Thousands of phantoms of alien beasts flew out from it, more solid and more numerous than before, and the waves they emitted were naturally more powerful.
These alien beasts were all strange and had different power characteristics. They surrounded the Yellow Turban Warrior in a blink of an eye, leaving almost no gaps.
From the outside, the Yellow Turban Warrior could not even be seen.
If the normal process is followed, the Yellow Turban Warrior will be eaten up by these phantom beasts, leaving no bones, and all his cultivation will be transformed into sheep feces to nourish the golden chariot.
Seeing this, the White Tiger Boy finally breathed a sigh of relief and sneered: "Damn thing, you dare to hurt my guards, under the power of this heavenly immortal weapon, let's see if you can still turn the world upside down..."
Boom!
A sudden loud noise interrupted the White Tiger Boy's words, but the phantom beasts surrounded by the Yellow Turban Warriors all exploded at the same time.
With the explosion of a dark golden light, the tall figure of the Yellow Turban Warrior suddenly stretched out, but the power of stretching his body crushed the phantom beasts in an instant.
Although the Celestial Immortal Artifact is also a treasure equivalent to the initial stage of foundation building, it is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot when compared to the Yellow Turban Warrior, who is at the pinnacle of the physical body.
Moreover, after crushing the phantoms of the alien beasts, the Yellow Turban Warrior did not stop attacking. He strode forward and punched hard, hitting the gilded colorful cloud chariot.
Boom!
The shining golden light on the Celestial Immortal Artifact was blown up on the spot by the dark gold fist.
In front of the absolute power of the Yellow Turban Warrior, all kinds of strange lights and shadows were like paper, and had no resistance at all.
After the light faded, the real body of the golden chariot inside was exposed.
But the Yellow Turban Warrior did not destroy it further. Instead, he suddenly grabbed the wheel and lifted the gilded colorful cloud chariot over his head with one hand.
Then, he threw it down from the sky.
However, the gilded colorful cloud chariot did not fall to the ground. When the Yellow Turban Warrior threw it down, he attached a trace of magic power to it.
When the golden chariot was less than ten feet away from the ground, this trace of magic power took effect, making the chariot float lightly like a feather into the courtyard of the governor's office.
The White Tiger Boy was stunned again at this time.
The gilded colorful cloud chariot, this heavenly artifact, was one of his trump cards, but now this trump card was easily broken by the opponent, and even the chariot was robbed.
"Why, why did this happen?!" The White Tiger Boy suddenly roared, and he looked at the Yellow Turban Warrior in disbelief, "Heavenly Man, you are a Heavenly Man, why would a Heavenly Man appear in such a place?!"
At this moment, his heart was broken. He
originally thought that as an earthly immortal like himself, he would be invincible and have no power to resist himself when he reached the highest realm of the gods.
But now a Heavenly Man suddenly appeared? !
There are Heavenly Men in the lower world!
This is unreasonable!
He can't accept it!
But the Yellow Turban Warrior's actions are not up to him.
After throwing the gilded colorful cloud chariot from the sky, the dark golden giant over five feet tall looked at the White Tiger Boy again.
Before he made a move, just the look made the White Tiger Boy feel like he was falling into an ice cave.
"No, no, no! I can't die, how can I die in such a place?!"
He shook his head desperately and stepped back step by step. At the same time, the true energy in his body began to circulate almost crazily, and soon reached a peak. In the end, he had to shout with all his strength, "White Tiger!!"
Before he finished speaking...
BOOM! !
A loud noise suddenly rang out between heaven and earth, and the air within a radius of 100 feet was stirred, and a hurricane was set off from the air.
Moreover, this hurricane was not limited to the sky.
It also affected the earth.
The city of Changfeng Prefecture was already swept by a strong wind, the tree houses bent, and the houses shook. If an ordinary person stood in such a wind, he would be blown to the ground directly.
However, the hurricane's impact on the situation on the ground lasted for a moment.
After a slight knock on the table came from the governor's office.
The hurricane in the whole city came to an abrupt end.
It was as if it had never appeared.
If it weren't for the surging wind and clouds in the sky, many people would even think that the hurricane they just felt was an illusion.
At this time, a huge phantom of a strange beast had appeared behind the White Tiger Boy.
Black stripes on a white background, it looked like a tiger, stepping on the storm, and spitting out sword light from its mouth!
A white tiger!
However, unlike the three white tiger spirit beasts that were killed by the Yellow Turban Warriors before, this white tiger not only possessed powerful strength, but also mastered the power of some laws.
This is a true beast.
But it is still a cub.
And because it is too young, it must live in the body of the White Tiger Boy, and can only summon a phantom at most.
But even if it was just a phantom, it possessed a strength comparable to that of a celestial being.
"Roar!"
The phantom of the white tiger roared, baring its fangs and claws behind the white tiger boy.
With this roar, an endless storm gathered and enveloped the white tiger boy's body, preventing any outside objects from getting close to him.
The wind comes from the tiger!
At this time, the white tiger boy finally breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped back slightly, hid behind the phantom of the white tiger, and shouted loudly: "You big guy, you must be Cui Heng's backer!
"It's good that you jumped out so actively, just saving this fairy boy the effort of looking for you. I will watch you being bitten and eaten by my white tiger with my own eyes!
"Then, I'll go kill that Cui Heng!"
He tried to calm his excessive fear with such sarcastic words.
Unfortunately, the Yellow Turban Warrior had no intelligence and could not understand the White Tiger Boy's emotions.
However, it could read some of the information coming from the outside world.
For example, the White Tiger Boy said, "Go kill that Cui Heng."
So, the Yellow Turban Warrior moved again, still raising his fist and smashing it down, straight back and forth, without any fancy moves, and even the moves could not be seen.
It was absolute power!
Boom!
With a loud bang, the hurricane that enveloped the White Tiger Boy was instantly broken. At the same time, the white tiger phantom blocking him also dissipated directly.
This fist with a dark golden light hit the White Tiger Boy with overwhelming force.
"How is this possible?! Why, why is this happening?!"
The White Tiger Boy roared madly in his heart. He couldn't accept the current situation. He had been the center of attention since he was a child, and he thought he was a favorite of God.
But until this moment, he really understood that he was nothing.
Without the environment that protected him in every way and obeyed him, he was a waste.
When facing a truly powerful enemy, he could only sit and wait to be killed.
"Am I going to die?!"
The White Tiger Boy's consciousness was a little fuzzy. He only felt that his whole body was in great pain, all his bones were broken, and his whole body seemed to be split apart.
Under the punch of the Yellow Turban Warrior, his body had been completely destroyed.
At this time, the White Tiger Boy only retained the appearance of a human.
Everything inside was shattered.
He was about to die.
"I promised the emperor to kill Cui Heng, but I didn't expect to break my promise..." A thought suddenly came to the mind of the White Tiger Boy.
In the last moment of his life, he thought of this.
But he didn't know that it was Wei Yi who had been tempting him with words, making him decide to come here to kill Cui Heng.
Next, as long as the Yellow Turban Warrior threw another punch, he would die.
But at this time, the Yellow Turban Warrior suddenly stopped attacking the White Tiger Boy, and even released a magic power to help the White Tiger Boy stabilize his injuries.
Then, after receiving basic treatment, the white tiger cub living in the White Tiger Boy's body began to play its role.
The white tiger cub began to repair the white tiger boy's body with a strong force of blood and qi.
In the blink of an eye, the white tiger boy's body went from being on the verge of death to being on the verge of death, and then quickly recovered to a seriously injured state.
Although the injury was still extremely serious, at least he would not die.
"Okay, bring him down."
The Yellow Turban Warrior heard Cui Heng's voice. The reason why it stopped attacking and treated the white tiger boy just now was because it heard Cui Heng's order.
So, it directly pinched the white tiger boy's neck and held it in its hand, just like pinching a little chick.
With the other hand, it grabbed the ten seriously injured immortals in its hand.
Then it fell from the sky.
...
Inside the governor's office.
Whether it was Zheng Nanxun, Zhang Shuming, or Liu Yiyun, Huishi, Chen Tong, Liu Litao and others, they were still immersed in extreme shock.
The battle scene in the sky just now was too exaggerated, with wind and clouds, and shining lights. Although it was high in the sky, it also had a very dramatic impact on the ground below.
Is this really something that humans can do?
Is this the power of earthly immortals?
When the Yellow Turban Warrior descended with the White Tiger Boy in one hand and ten human immortals in the other, their heads felt even more buzzing.
One earthly immortal, ten human immortals!
In the hands of the Yellow Turban Warrior, it was like a bunch of chickens, ducks and geese brought back from outside.
Too outrageous!
And such a strong man would call Cui Heng the Immortal Lord!
"Master... to what extent is he?" Zheng Nanxun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Too strong, really too strong!
...
Bang!
The White Tiger Boy was thrown in front of Cui Heng by the Yellow Turban Warrior.
The other ten human immortals were still held in his hands because he hadn't figured out how to deal with them yet.
At this time, the people standing beside Cui Heng were none other than Wang Dongyang and the other two.
Wang Dongyang was completely stunned at this moment.
He looked at the severely injured White Tiger Boy lying on the ground in disbelief.
This Tianjiao from the Beast Sect was also captured? !
Cui Heng noticed Wang Dongyang's change of mood and chuckled, "Why, do you know this kid?"
Wang Dongyang hurriedly said humbly, "My Lord, this kid is the adopted son of the head of the Beast Sect, one of the nine major sects. His parents are also elders of the Beast Sect, and they are of extraordinary status..."
Cui Heng nodded repeatedly after listening to Wang Dongyang's speech, and said to the White Tiger Boy, "Since you have such an identity, you should know how many people came to Tianxu Realm this time, and what level they are?"
"Humph!" The White Tiger Boy just snorted coldly and did not make any answer.
Bang!
At this time, heavy footsteps came, but it was the Yellow Turban Warrior who walked slowly over not far away, approaching the White Tiger Boy step by step.
When the White Tiger Boy heard the voice and saw the scene, he couldn't help but tremble. He sighed and said, "I do know about the circumstances of this descent to the lower world."
(End of this chapter)