Beiyin Great Sage Chapter 125

Chapter 125 Dixiong Star: Dragon and Tiger Mysterious Embryo

torrential rain,

Sway with the wind.

"Crackling..."

The raindrops hit the ground, shattering and splashing, accompanied by the sound of the wind.

The flying tiger stood in the rain, its soft hair clinging to the flesh, showing the explosive and athletic muscle lines underneath.

Sturdy and powerful limbs stand firmly on the ground, the upper body is straight and upright, a pair of tiger eyes are piercing, the momentum is as calm as a mountain, and the breath is as deep as an abyss.

He has a square face, short hair on the top of his head like thorns, exuding rebelliousness, and his close-fitting armor reflects the cold light in the rippling water.

There seems to be no human emotion in the eyes.

Looking directly at the dark place of the rain curtain, the corners of Feihu's mouth curled up, and his voice was cold:

"Unexpectedly, I have always been the one who intercepts and kills prey. One day, there are people who dare to take their lives and come forward to die!"

"Dah..."

"Dah!"

In the rain, a figure in armor stepped closer.

Water puddles rippled under his feet, the dark armor shone with cold light, and the ax and shield swayed. There seemed to be a unique rhythm. It was Zhou Jia.

"It's you?"

Flying Tiger narrowed his eyes, his eyes filled with anger:

"The person who killed me, dare to show his face in front of me?"

"There's so much nonsense." Zhou Jia snorted softly:

"If you want to kill me, do it!"

"it is good!"

The applause sounded like thunder.

The ground under Feihu's feet exploded, stones splashed, raindrops rolled wildly, and the rain curtain in front of him shattered, creating ripples.

The two are more than ten feet apart, so the distance is not too far.

But before the Flying Tiger giant sword was released, a sense of ferocity and rage fell from the air, firmly locking Zhou Jia's every move.

"Boom!"

The huge sword swayed layers of water waves.

Propelled by the extreme speed, the epee weighing more than 400 jin broke through the heavy rain curtain, slashing down obliquely like a thunderbolt.

Flying Tiger's swordsmanship doesn't have too many tricks, only fast, accurate, and ruthless. Although simple, it is a martial skill passed down from generation to generation by its family.

Under the armor, Zhou Jia's eyes shrank.

Different from the hasty confrontation before, this time the two confronted head-on, and the opponent's power was clearly evident, which also surprised him.

The sword energy swept across, and the breathing was stagnant.

"Hoo..."

Chest rises and falls, Zhou Jia's body sways, his muscles suddenly bulge, and his whole body seems to be a size bigger at this moment.

Violence!

Terrifying colossal force emerged from the body, and with the swing of the arm, the shield that shone with electric light had already struck towards the epee.

"Peng!"

Swords and shields collided, and shock waves emerged from the contact point visible to the naked eye, sweeping across all directions instantly, and countless raindrops flew like sharp arrows.

Zhou Jia stepped back and turned sideways, his arm exploded with great force, and the double-edged ax slashed in an arc in the air, and with a dazzling thunder, he slashed towards Feihu's upper body.

Under the feet of the two of them, the hard stone slab seemed to be made of tofu, and it was distorted and deformed by a random walk, and even collapsed on the spot.

"when…"

Flying Tiger blocked with a horizontal sword, and with a slight shake of the sword, Zhou Jia retreated again.

Even though violence has been aroused, this tiger still has the upper hand when it comes to strength.

This is not only a difference in cultivation level, but also a difference in innate physique. Even if Zhou Jia's physical body has been tempered thousands of times, it cannot compare with the opponent.

The flying tiger is about ten feet long, more than two meters high, and weighs more than a thousand catties.

Including the armor on his body and the 400-jin epee in his hand, the total weight is almost two thousand catties. It is comparable to a body of steel. How can a mortal body compare?

"die!"

The flying tiger roared to the sky, and the huge sword danced wildly. The curtain of heavy swords almost overwhelmed a party of rain, and slammed down towards the figure in front of him.

"Boom!"

"Boom boom!"

Zhou Jia has an ax and shield in hand, and the defense is as if closed.

Not to mention strength, even the rain curtain was isolated under the double shield of the perfect state, but under the opponent's powerful bombardment, he still had to retreat again and again.

The two kept colliding, and the ground exploded one after another.

Blink of an eye.

The long street is like being plowed by a rake, full of ravines.

Zhou Jia's body tensed up, the jade talisman on his waist flickered one after another, and the aura surged.

"Extremely fast!"

"Beast power!"

"King Kong!"

In an instant, his body lightened, his skin and flesh seemed to have an extra layer of defense, and an invisible force blessed the shield and axe.

Although the magic talisman is good, with his strength, the range is actually not that big. Fortunately, he is already able to fight against his opponents.

at the same time.

"Twist!"

"Rotten bones!"

"Slow!"

Many negative spells were cast towards the flying tiger one after another.

"Spell?"

"Juggling the same thing!"

Facing the incoming spell, Flying Tiger's eyes were full of disgust, he swung the giant sword in his hand, roared again and again, and the source power in his body surged, shattering the aura on the spot.

This guy…

Zhou Jia narrowed his eyes.

Simple source power can shatter spells, how deep should the source power accumulate?

The three-element rectification method of the Iron Yuan faction has paid great attention to the accumulation of source power, and is known as vigorous and thick, but let alone the ninth rank, I am afraid that the tenth rank is not as good as the opponent.

More than deep.

And full of endurance!

Obviously all the moves are extremely explosive, logically speaking, even Feihu's physical body should not be able to bear it.

But somehow.

He slashed wildly, regardless of his physical strength, but he could continue without any sign of decline, as if he would never tire.

Simply…

Unreasonable!

As his thoughts turned, the double-edged ax in Zhou Jia's hand became brighter and brighter, and traces of electric light appeared on the blade of the axe, flickering on and off in the rain.

This kind of weather.

The power of thunder will increase a lot.

"younger sister."

As soon as he jumped out of the back window, Qian Xiaoyun stopped in his footsteps, looked gloomy, and looked at the figure ahead.

Qian Yunfan walked out of the darkness slowly, sighing softly:

"Give the child to me, take out your things, and go back with me. For the sake of the family, I believe Daddy will let you go."

"Humph!"

Qian Xiaoyun snorted coldly:

"He is not my father, he is already crazy!"

"Crazy?" Qian Yunfan raised his head, his eyes were empty:

"This is a crazy world, maybe someone like you is abnormal."

"All things will eventually perish, and all living beings will perish. Only our Lord will not lose his power. Sister, it is the right way for us to walk."

"It seems..." Qian Xiaoyun handed the child to the Star Clan woman behind him, shaking his long sword lightly:

"You've gone crazy too."

"Stubbornly obsessed." Qian Yunfan shook his head:

"It seems that we will eventually kill brothers and sisters."

"do not worry!"

He looked at Qian Xiaoyun, and said seriously:

"Even if this is Hong Zeyu, after you die, I will still take your body back, which is considered a brother-sister relationship."

"It's not necessary." Qian Xiaoyun sneered, the long sword in his hand trembled lightly, and the sword light flashed, piercing through a sneaking figure behind him:

"I still want to live well, take Huo Zhen and live on!"

"Huo...really?" Qian Yunfan's eyes shrank, and the little warmth left in his eyes completely disappeared, and he waved lightly with one hand:

"superior!"

"Kill her!"

The sound falls.

Dark shadows came from all directions, and before people arrived, all kinds of arrows and streamers had already fallen towards Qian Xiaoyun.

"Go upstairs!"

Qian Xiaoyun drank in a low voice, the sword in his hand shone coldly, like snowflakes flying, cutting off the incoming attack, protecting the people behind him and retreating upwards.

"Heh..." Qian Yunfan shook his head:

"You can't escape."

Upstairs.

Luo Xiuying curled up, trembling, hearing roars, growls, and violent shaking that were getting closer.

A certain moment.

Zheng!

The ear-piercing, clanging sound came from below.

The sound seemed to be moaning happily, it obviously came from a dead thing, but it had the charm of living things.

"how come?"

Qian Yunfan's frightened cry sounded:

"Your surname is Qian, why..."

Before the cry ended, it turned into an angry roar:

"superior!"

"Let's go together, kill her!"

"Cut her to pieces!"

Roaring is the same as before, but it seems that there is more fear than before.

Thunder cut!

Glaring thunder burst out in the sky.

The land of several feet was completely covered by lightning, and the raindrops were stagnant, conducting thunder and lightning, which also increased the power of the thunder ax technique by several chips.

Rao Feihu has tough skin and rough flesh, amazing endurance, and his body can't help but froze.

Twin Tail Shears!

Angrily wipe out thousands of troops!

Zhou Jia took advantage of the situation and approached, leaping high, the double-edged ax wrapped in huge force, and with a dull roar, slashed towards the flying tiger.

"Peng!"

"Puff!"

Amidst the loud noise, Feihu's body weighing more than a thousand pounds rose into the air, and several huge hideous cracks appeared on his body.

Blood, cross flow.

Fortunately, the timely dodge allowed him to stagger his vital points, but the wound was still horrifying, and even more blood flowed from it.

"Roar!"

Roar earth-shattering.

The injured Feihu didn't look decadent, but became more and more crazy, his eyes were scarlet, and the epee roared like a door panel and fell towards Zhou Jia, becoming more and more violent.

"Peng!"

"Boom..."

Two entangled figures crashed into a building. In the face of the terrifying force, the walls and concrete pillars inside the building were almost vulnerable.

Not for a moment.

As the wall shattered, two figures rushed out from the other side of the building.

The building that lost many bearings was also crumbling, and soon collapsed, stirring up dust in the sky in the torrential rain.

"Boom..."

A pillar with two people hugging each other was broken by a giant sword.

"Boom!"

A wall shattered in the flash of lightning.

"Boom!"

The floor is pierced.

The two fighting each other are like irresponsible demolition teams, fighting and rampaging all the way, the place they pass is a mess, and no place is intact.

"Peng!"

Collision again, Zhou Jia only felt his strength vented, his body couldn't help but staggered back, and a sense of fatigue surfaced in his heart.

Suffered!

Violence can no longer continue.

"Poof!"

opposite.

Feihu also shook his body and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He also didn't feel well. Under Zhou Jia's intentional delay, the several hideous wounds on his body kept bleeding, consuming his energy.

but…

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Feihu gritted his teeth and growled:

"Boy, you can't do it, can you?"

His energy background is simply terrifying and unbelievable. It stands to reason that even with this body type, he should not be able to survive the blood shed during this period.

But Feihu not only did not die, but also lived very well.

The whole time was alive and kicking, and even broke out crazily, forcing Zhou Jia's violent time to almost run out.

"Hoo..."

Taking a long breath, Zhou Jia narrowed his eyes and charged forward again.

Thunder cut!

Thunderstorms fall from the sky!

The power of thunder that was only left once broke out again.

"Peng!"

This time, Feihu was on guard, and the epee swept out, and the huge force directly hit the gap of the double-edged axe, and the forces of both sides collided head-on.

"Crack!"

A crack sound appeared in his ears, which also made Zhou Jia's heart tremble.

Suffered!

"Boom!"

Lightning of lightning emerges.

Flying Tiger's body froze, but the terrifying essence in his body was also rapidly suppressing the stiff muscles, allowing his body to quickly rejuvenate.

"Shield shock!"

Zhou Jia shouted, and blatantly struck out the shield full of cracks.

"Boom!"

Another thunderbolt emerged.

accompanied by it.

is a shield, which also shattered.

Under his promotion, the rest of the thunderbolts in the ax and shield also exploded, and Feihu's body was completely frozen in place.

"Shua!"

The sword light flashed.

Death-killing sword!

Shocking the wrist and flicking the sword!

The sword light rises from a dark and low place, the light is not very bright, but it carries a sense of determination and ruthlessness, which makes people feel chills when they see it.

Ultimate move, emerge!

Flying Tiger's eyes narrowed, watching the sword light stabbing his throat.

verb: move!

Move!

The silent roar and the frantic beating of the two hearts made Feihu twist his neck suddenly at the last moment, and his big hand grasped the blade.

"Puff!"

The long sword pierced through the palm of his hand, and continued to cut through his neck without losing momentum, but he was not killed by a single blow.

Feihu was ecstatic, and he wanted to kill his opponent with a wave of his arm.

In front of my eyes,

suddenly lit up.

Holy Light!

The extreme brightness made the pupils of his eyes shrink and expand subconsciously, his field of vision was completely white, and his perception was empty.

The next moment.

"Poof!"

There was a sudden pain in the heart of the human body, his body shook, and he struggled to look down.

In the haze.

I can only see a figure wielding a mutilated ax across his waist, and a sense of relief from everything comes to mind.

His sight also rolled over.

"Plop!"

The upper half of his body fell heavily to the ground.

Zhou Jia stood in place, trembling all over, blood even oozing from the surface of his flesh.

This is a blood vessel burst caused by exceeding the limit to stimulate violence.

"Hoo..."

"Huh!"

Panting desperately for a moment.

Before he struggled to approach Feihu's corpse, a star invisible to the naked eye floated out of the corpse, following the inspiration of Apocalypse, it folded in the sky and sank into the sea of consciousness.

The next moment.

"Boom!"

An unprecedented energy surged into the physical body.

"Uh…"

Zhou Jia raised his head and roared lowly, the veins on his neck were bulging. He felt as if his physical body had been repeatedly ravaged and rebuilt, the pain was unbearable.

at the same time.

The Sea of Consciousness light curtain flickered frantically.

first.

is the change of the source star.

Origin Star: Earth Star (Trait: Dragon and Tiger)

Dragon and tiger Xuantai, gain energy and spirit, and build the foundation of the road.

(end of this chapter)

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