At this time, most people believed that this battle and competition would probably end with the defeat of "Old Ancestor Huang"...

But Ah Huang was not afraid at all. While using his hands to fight against the huge colorful tiger claws in the sky, he laughed loudly and said, "Are you shocked by the magical power of this ancestor? You are like you, you are a Taoist priest of talismans. As urgent as the law order, the magic sword will rise!"

Following his voice.

Whoosh!

A narrow and long white light flew out from Ah Huang's body, also carrying a suffocating and scorching breath - it also contained a sharp meaning.

Flying around his body at a rapid speed, bringing out a series of afterimages, as if countless white light belts wrapped Ah Huang in it, like a bitter and scorching white sword energy tornado.

Zhang Yifeng's "Tiger Roaring Wind God Blade" was at this moment and he was bravely killed!

Countless half-moon wind blades that are ten feet long are squeezed together layer by layer, covering the sky and the earth. Each wind blade can cut a solid concrete wall.

However, so many wind blades were killed at the same time, but they were all shattered by the "white tornado" surrounding Ah Huang.

The half-moon wind blade collided with the white tornado, but it made a crunching sound that made people sore teeth and tinnitus - as if countless steel was broken and broken in the machine.

Some Longhu Mountain disciples who were closer to the ring subconsciously covered their ears... A little painful expression appeared on their faces.

Clam clang clang clang...

The sound of swords and swords breaking continuously.

Ah Huang was protected by a white tornado, and Zhang Yifeng's magic could not attack him at all. Therefore, he was able to concentrate on using the power of his body to fight with the "tiger palm" as huge as the house in the air.

"Impossible! How could this happen?"

Zhang Yifeng's pupils suddenly shrank, unable to accept the scene in front of him.

He felt that even if Ah Huang practiced the Dharma body magic power, one of the seven magical techniques of Longhu Mountain, was amazingly strong and could withstand the ordinary Seven Talismans.

But people's attention is limited!

If Ah Huang focused on fighting with the elder Chuan Gong, how could he be distracted and then cast spells to fight against him?

Even if it can, it cannot be so powerful, right? This has completely subverted Zhang Yifeng's three views...

In any case, the facts are right in front of you.

Ahhhhhh!!!

Ah Huang suddenly let out a shocking roar, and a rolling sound wave came out of his mouth, and his muscles bulged - his whole body seemed to have expanded several times in an instant.

The two-color white and red flames that were faintly visible, against the backdrop of the bronze-colored muscles, looked very eye-catching and had visual impact. Some female disciples felt a little embarrassed, with red faces and red ears and accelerating their hearts... After all, Ah Huang's figure is so good!

"Imperial Fire Dragon Fist!"

His muscles wriggled like living creatures. The white demon emperor fire and the red talisman Taoist fire on his body were entangled together at the same time, leaving his body and turning into a spiral pillar of flame. He wrapped Ah Huang's body and led him to soar into the sky.

This... this is clearly the shape of a fire dragon! It shakes its head and tail, with sharp teeth and sharp teeth, and is ferocious and violent. And Ah Huang is at the head of the white fire dragon - his fist, which has become one with the dragon head condensed by the flames.

Rumble... Huhuhu!

The scorching breath seemed to ignite the air, and the violent fist power caused the air to make a bomb-like explosion. Ah Huang soared into the sky, and the flames filled the force of the fist, shocking the earth.

The colorful tiger palm, the size of a house, was hit by Ah Huang's fierce and violent dragon-shaped fist, and immediately exploded and shattered, turning into countless magic fragments sputtering everywhere, full of a violent beauty!

As soon as the tiger's palm was broken, the elder of the Passing Master not far away immediately spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pop". His face suddenly turned pale, and he staggered, and he was a little unsteady.

Ha ha!

Ah Huang laughed twice again, and his whole body fell from the air with a cracked ground, and a big pit appeared. He waved his hands casually, and talismans and spells were shot out, manipulating his magic sword more exquisitely.

So, the white tornado suddenly expanded outward and smashed more half-moon wind blades... Finally, the ring became empty. So the aftermath of the spell disappeared.

There was only a mess left, like a large area of ​​ground that was repeatedly crushed by more than a dozen bulldozers, and there were pits everywhere.

Elder Chuangong covered his chest with his hands and stood on the left panting.

Zhang Yifeng also had sweat beads of his forehead, standing on the right.

Only the yellow clouds were calm and gentle, at least they didn't look very tired, and their bronze body shone with a metallic luster.

It is obvious that Ah Huang has already gained the upper hand!

He held a white magic sword in his hand and stood in the center of the ring.

The magic sword is crystal white, with a gentle luster, and does not look like metal. Instead, it looks like some kind of top-quality jade!

Of course, this is not jade, but a piece of spine left by the White Tiger Demon Emperor Fenshanjun during his lifetime - it is also the "Dao bone" that once contained the most power of the Demon Emperor.

Later, he was refined into A Huang's magic sword by the head of Longhu Mountain. Over the past period of time, A Huang has been constantly using and running in. He has mastered some of the usage techniques of this "Demon Emperor Dao Bone Sword" very skillfully!

Zhang Yifeng looked at the white magic sword in Ah Huang's hand and said in a deep voice: "Architecture-level high-level magic weapon?"

Ah Huang shook his head gently: "It's not exactly. To be precise, it's currently at the mid-level of the earth. However, there is still a possibility of further strengthening in the future."

A low scream erupted from the crowd...

Magical instruments are divided into four major levels: heaven, earth, Xuan and Huang. Earth-level magical instruments are already very rare! What's more, the Earth-level intermediate level?

"Be careful, I'm going to continue to do it!"

Ah Huang's voice was stern, and he also attacked Elder Chuan Gong and Zhang Yifeng.

I saw him waving the white magic sword with his right hand, and a huge sword aura flew out from the tip of the sword, turning into a tiger form! He ran, roared, and made striking and hunting actions. Sometimes it was a tiger, sometimes it was a sword.

What's going on?!

The onlookers of Longhu Mountain continued to be confused.

One of the people with higher cultivation levels pinched their chin: "Isn't the ancestor Huang a disciple of the Dragon Hall? Logically speaking, the magic power should be a dragon shape, but why is it a tiger? Could it be that he practiced both the dragon and the tiger, and the magic of the tiger hall has also reached an extremely high level?"

A man next to him shook his head: "It's unlikely. Otherwise, there should be many magic tricks from the Tiger Hall just now. What's more, before reaching the realm of the Seven-tale True Person, it's very difficult to practice the dragon and tiger. Not only does it conflict with each other, but it also has a very slow cultivation speed."

Everyone was puzzled!
Chapter completed!