"Humph... Who do you think you are? How dare you speak so arrogantly?"

A young man who was blinded by anger shouted, and as soon as he finished speaking, everyone saw a head fall to the ground.

The scene was extremely bloody.

It was a complete crushing of strength. Before anyone could react, the young man was already dead.

“Damn it…”

Seeing the young man falling in front of him, the Taoist from Tiantong clenched his fists in anger.

If his strength allowed it, he really wanted to teach this white tiger a lesson.

He was too lawless. Here, he regarded himself as a god who dominated the life and death of all things. He was unscrupulous and crazy to the extreme.

Seeing this scene, a trace of anger flashed through Fuyao's heart. She could never have imagined that Baihu would be so crazy.

Turning back, Bai Hu said: "Haha... I'll give you one last chance to consider it. If it's not easy, more people will die, even you..."

Fuyao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but she suppressed her anger and tried to stay awake.

Just when she was at a loss, a fiery red figure came from the horizon, with a graceful dancing figure floating towards her lightly.

The person has not arrived yet, but the voice has arrived.

"You're so arrogant..."

"Whose kitten is this? Why is it running wild in my Eastern Wasteland?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the tense atmosphere in the room suddenly reversed, and everyone looked over curiously.

I saw a fiery red figure slowly descending from the horizon, with a faint smile on his face, calm and unhurried.

Her stunningly beautiful face shocked the entire audience, and her celestial aura was even more powerful than Fuyao's.

As soon as that figure appeared, the whole audience became excited.

"The Butian Cult!"

"Isn't that Zhao Wan'er, the second disciple of Zixia Peak?"

Everyone was shocked. They thought that the Butian Sect, which they had thought would not appear this time, actually showed up.

And the first person who appeared was Zhao Wan'er. You know... she was Ye Qiu's apprentice.

In an instant, everyone seemed to have found their backbone and immediately regained their confidence.

Since Zhao Wan'er has shown up, Ye Qiu must be nearby as well.

After all, this guy is well-known for being a doting disciple, and he can't stand his disciple being bullied.

Just look, Zhao Wan'er slowly flew over, and the atmosphere on the scene instantly became tense.

Baihu put away his arrogance and looked over with serious eyes.

Hearing the sound of the kitten, Baihu seemed to be greatly humiliated. A trace of anger flashed across his eyes and he said, "Who are you? How dare you humiliate me? You are looking for death..."

In an instant, Baihu slapped out with his palm, and the terrifying power shattered the void, and slapped towards Zhao Wan'er.

Zhao Wan'er smiled slightly. If it were in the past, she would definitely be unable to cope with such an attack.

But now it's different.

She just smiled faintly, turned her jade hand around, and pushed lightly, and suddenly the sky and the earth changed color.

A ball of fire shot out from the jade hand and in just a moment, burned one of White Tiger's palms into ashes.

"this……"

"impossible……"

The sudden reversal shocked everyone.

The Golden Lion was even more shocked, as he was very clear about the White Tiger's strength.

It was extremely difficult for him to deal with it, but Zhao Wan'er actually shattered one of his arms with just one palm?

The golden lion was stunned for a moment. After coming to his senses and observing carefully, he was immediately horrified.

"Red Lotus Karma Fire!"

"What……"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was boiling. The fire that Zhao Wan'er was wielding was actually the legendary Red Lotus Karma Fire?

That is known as the strongest fire throughout the ages, a fire that can burn the heaven and earth.

"How is this possible..."

Zhao Wan'er just lightly touched her palm, instantly shocking the whole audience and causing the whole world to tremble.

All the holy places and powerful people of the immortal family changed their expressions drastically. They couldn't understand how Zhao Wan'er could comprehend such a powerful immortal art?

"hateful……"

At this time, even Baihu was confused, feeling the severe pain coming from his burned arm.

He endured the pain and cut off the other half that had not yet burned out. If it was too late, the flames would burn up and his entire body would probably be destroyed.

Bai Hu couldn't accept the temporary defeat and shouted angrily: "Who are you?"

He couldn't understand how there could be such a person in the Eastern Wilderness who could destroy one of his arms with just one palm?

Surrounded by clouds and mist, Zhao Wan'er smiled without saying a word. At this moment... a voice came from behind.

"she……"

"She's a big shot."

With a disdainful sneer, Lu Feng flew out of the fog, followed by tens of thousands of disciples of the Butian Sect.

He just said coldly: "This one is the second disciple of Zixia Peak of my Butian Sect, the disciple of Emperor Ye Qiuye, Zhao Wan'er..."

"What!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience changed color.

This was not the first time they had heard of Ye Qiu's reputation.

The story of the legendary man who killed the immortal with his mortal body shocked the world and is still being told today.

Now his disciple broke the arm of the white tiger with golden bloodline with one palm, and became famous in one battle.

Everyone present gasped.

"Huh... It's true that a good teacher produces good students! They say that the emperor is invincible in the world, but I thought he was the only one who was invincible."

"But I didn't expect that his disciple is also invincible among his peers."

The strong men from other realms present were immediately glad that they had not taken action just now.

If they angered that person, not to mention whether the Taoist tradition behind them could protect them, even the ancestor from heaven would probably have to die.

Sure enough, after hearing about Zhao Wan'er's background, Baihu's face instantly became gloomy.

"The Great Emperor's followers?"

Endless anger burned in his heart. How could he, who had supreme strength since birth, endure such a setback?

He is of golden bloodline and an undefeated legend. Compared to the emperor, the honor he bears is even heavier.

"Humph... Today I want to see what the so-called Great Emperor's followers are capable of."

Baihu was angry. He would never allow himself to lose to an unknown little person.

If he lost to Lin Qingzhu, he could still accept it, but he had never heard of Zhao Wan'er's reputation.

Now that these two disciples are so difficult to deal with, how can he have the courage to challenge the successor of the Sword Immortal in the future?

Blinded by anger, Baihu raised his arm and the arm that had just been burned grew out again.

I saw bones bursting out all over his body, revealing his golden bloodline.

"Not good, this guy is going to fight to the death."

Seeing this scene, everyone panicked. Baihu's magical power was the inherited power of his white tiger bloodline.

Lu Feng's heart also trembled, and he was a little worried. Can Zhao Wan'er hold on?

I saw murderous intent in Baihu's eyes, and in an instant... a terrifying force burst out from his eyes.

The evil eyes flashed with endless aurora, sweeping across as if cutting through the world.

High in the sky, Zhao Wan'er, who saw this kind of magical power for the first time, was also secretly surprised.

But she was just surprised.

Just watching her walking in the clouds with a faint smile on her face, facing such an attack, she was not at all panicked, but instead acted with great interest.