Guarding the prison for thirty years: Exiting the land sword fairy

"Wang Hao, today is your death day!" Zhong Shan said with a grin
There was a sparkle in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at the White Tiger Sage Monarch behind him, as excited as asking for credit.

At this time.

The third prince arrived late.

Seeing the appearance of the third prince, Zhong Shan stretched out his fingers to recognize him: "Sheng Jun, and this person, it was the two of them who joined hands to make the Holy Seed die tragically!"

"Holy Seed? You mean that alien white tiger? It's very sweet!" the third prince said proudly.

Walking up to Wang Hao's side, his expression was rebellious.

Stand shoulder to shoulder.

"Roar!"

Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest!

Hearing his words, the White Tiger Sage was instantly furious.

Endless ferocious aura bloomed all over his body, forming a terrifying storm all around, sweeping in all directions.

Anyone who touched the tiger's evil storm turned into a puddle of blood.

Dead without a corpse.

"Roar! Damn you, today the Holy Monarch is going to swallow you and avenge my dead child..." the White Tiger Holy Monarch roared.

The power of the fit state instantly enveloped the entire six-story prison, blocking all escape routes for everyone.

"Your Highness, you shouldn't provoke him, this tiger can bite..." Wang Hao said.

With a dignified expression, the ultimate murderous aura in his body was operating on its own, and his black hair gradually turned white.

Go all out!

The white tiger sage's arrogance was so fierce that he felt a long-lost sense of crisis.

"This kind of tiger demon will be more powerful..." The third prince whispered.

His body trembled slightly, exuding an aura of excitement.

Excited!
The long sword in his hand made a clear clanging sound, as if he could sense the madness of his master.

He grinned and said with a morbid smile: "It's challenging to deal with monsters in the Composite Realm..."

"You just got the scar and forgot the pain!" Wang Hao said coldly.

Touching the magic sword on his waist, the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a slight joking smile, and said: "Have you forgotten how embarrassing it was to deal with a demon monk in a fit state a few days ago?"

paused

He added: "This big tiger is much stronger than that old bald donkey, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it..."

hear the words
The third prince sullenly said: "Hmph! Don't try to inflate others' arrogance and destroy your own prestige!"

"Just one word from this prince, are you willing to join hands with me?"

"Before joining forces, can you pay back the money you owe me?" Wang Hao said.

"You..." The third prince was at a loss for words.

Boom!

"Ants, die!" The White Tiger Sage roared angrily.

Step out.

The monstrous demonic aura turned into a phantom of a white tiger, standing in the air with extraordinary aura.

Wherever it passes, the void trembles.

In an instant, Qinglong, Suzaku and Dongfang Ming were thrown into the air.

Murderous body protection!
Standing face to face in the strong wind, standing still!
"As usual, the tiger whip belongs to you, and the rest belongs to me!" Wang Hao whispered.

Glancing sideways at the Third Prince, the blade of the sword was already drawn out.

Murderous!
One person and one sword turned into an afterimage, jumped up, and slashed a sword at the phantom of the white tiger.

"cut!"

The word "cut" contains the supreme killing intent.

"Boom!"

Jianmang crossed.

The phantom of the white tiger shattered at the sound, splitting in two sections with one sword, from the beginning to the end.

"Roar!" The White Tiger Sage roared in pain.

"Impossible...Wang Hao, why do you have the cultivation level to transform into a god?" Zhong Shan was shocked.

The pupils gradually dilated, staring at his landing posture, revealing incredible eyes.

The body slowly took a step back, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, and he murmured: "You have hidden it so deeply that you even lied to me!"

"Zhong Tixing, did I disappoint you..." Wang Hao grinned.

talking.

He raised his finger and pointed to the sky prison above his head, and said with a sneer: "Daxia Prison, the forbidden place of demons, just enter and don't leave. Since you have come here by yourself, no one can leave today."

The words fall.

A white shadow flashed past, and his body seemed to be struck by lightning, like a cannonball being knocked out.

Bang!
It didn't stop until it hit the wall made of Wannian black iron.

The dragon follows the cloud, and the tiger follows the wind.

The figure of the white tiger sage gradually appeared, appearing at the place where Wang Hao had just stood.

Slowly retracting the tiger's claws, looking at the body lying on the ground in front of him, he said dismissively: "Noisy! Just because you are a jailer who has cultivated in the realm of gods, you want to suppress this holy king?"

Immediately.

He stuck out his scarlet tongue, licked his sharp canine teeth, and said cruelly, "Killing you is as simple as crushing an ant."

"Oh, really?"

Wang Hao's voice came from the corner.

Slowly getting up from the ground, with a sneer on his face, he mocked: "Then why am I not dead yet?"

This statement came out.

The White Tiger Sage's smile gradually froze.

A gleam of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said in surprise: "With your mortal body, how is it possible to get up after bearing my claws?"

Wang Hao's physical strength exceeded his expectations.

"It seems that you are nothing more than that... you can't even crush an ant to death." Wang Hao sneered.

Wiping the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, he continued to provocate: "You have been practicing for so many years, even if you let a dog have the cultivation level of the Compatible Body, I am afraid it is better than you!"

Fearless.

"Roar!" The White Tiger Sage roared again and again.

What a shame!
Traveling across the demon world for hundreds of years, she has never suffered such humiliation.

Wang Hao's mouth was sharper than a sword blade, every word pierced into his heart, breaking his defense!

Furious.

Gradually insane, losing reason.

"My lord, make a quick decision, and don't fall into Wang Hao's child's aggressive method!" Zhong Shan reminded.

Looking at the ferocious white tiger in front of him, he was burning with anxiety, his eyes full of eagerness.

There is not much time left for them!
Once the White Tiger Sacred Monarch was delayed by the opponent and could not deal with Wang Hao immediately, they would be doomed.

Sky Prison reinforcements are coming!
"Death!" The White Tiger Sage roared.

The berserk demonic aura was rampant, and with a leap, it turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place, rushing towards Wang Hao in front.

Grim face.

fast!
too fast!
It was so close that Wang Hao couldn't see his afterimage clearly, he only felt a gust of wind blowing, and his body was knocked away again.

next second.

A ferocious white tiger several feet tall appeared in front of his eyes, opened its ferocious bloody mouth, and stinky liquid dripped on his cheeks.

"Still watching the show?" Wang Hao said helplessly.

Exercising the frightening body technique with all his strength, he turned into a streak of light at the very moment, narrowly dodging the stinky fangs.

Glancing at the third prince, he sighed, "It's my good fortune to fight side by side with you!"

"Sword power - open the mountain!" The third prince made a decisive move.

A sword light that contained strong sword force struck forward like a broken bamboo.

boom!
The sword light dissipated, and a slight wound appeared on the forehead of the White Tiger Sage.

Scarlet blood seeped out.

Seeing it
His face darkened, and he appeared next to Wang Hao with a long sword in his hand, and explained: "The next time you make a move, can you remind me?"

Immediately, he added: "I thought you wanted to fight this tiger demon alone..."

Tianjiao is proud!
I have always fought alone and disdain to join forces with others...

Two people fighting, there is no tacit understanding at all!

"Let's retreat! This guy is not only fast, but also too fleshy..." Wang Hao suggested.

The words fall.

Grab the shoulders of Qinglong and Suzaku with both hands, and rush out of the prison.

"Hey...you wait for me." The third prince was taken aback.

Obviously half a beat slower.

As soon as he realized it, he was about to take Dongfang Ming, who was lying limp on the ground, with him, when he was slapped away by the white tiger sage's claws.

Unprepared!

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood burst out from his mouth.

The blade in his hand snapped and he was seriously injured.