I, Yang Jian, devour billions of systems

In the spacious office, a giant tiger was entrenched on a high place, its sharp nails popped out from the pads, and dug into the desk.

Yang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the behemoth in front of him calmly, with a calm smile on his lips.

"Ow!"

With a long roar, the white tiger jumped down from a height, its sharp nails were like steel hooks, and went straight to grab Yang Xuan's face.

"interesting!"

Yang Xuan didn't dodge or dodge, he raised his hand to hold back the critical blow, and the astonishing weight of the white tiger was pressed on his arms!
Due to suppressing his realm, Yang Xuan actually had the illusion of being evenly matched. The fighting spirit that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly broke out, and he grabbed the white tiger's claws fiercely, and slapped it directly on the concrete floor with a shoulder throw.

The huge impact force cracked the concrete floor inch by inch, sending up sand and dust all over the sky!

However, the white tiger was a strong man at the peak of the Golden Core Realm after all. After falling heavily to the ground, he immediately turned over and jumped to the side, pacing around Yang Xuan, staring at Yang Xuan, waiting for an opportunity.

"Is this your full strength? It seems that the Xuan-level system plus the cultivation of the Golden Core Realm is nothing more than that."

Yang Xuan looked at Baihu with some disappointment, and said sarcastically.

"Hmph, this trick is just a temptation, prepare to die!"

After the white tiger yelled violently, his figure began to become blurred, which was an illusion caused by the high-speed vibration of the body.

"Ten thousand tigers devour the day!"

The white tiger's figure suddenly split into two, and then into four. In just a few breaths, dozens of figures appeared, and it was difficult to distinguish the real body with the naked eye.

For a moment, the roar of the tiger was endless, dozens of figures attacked Yang Xuan from all directions, and their sharp claws drew shocking bloodstains on Yang Xuan's body, completely suppressing Yang Xuan from the situation.

"Not fast enough, go faster!"

Yang Xuan's fists turned into fist shadows all over the sky, facing the fierce attack of the white tiger, he still had a smile on his face, seeing the white tiger's attack weakened, he laughed wildly and said sarcastically.

Fists and tiger claws were fighting fiercely, more and more bloodstains appeared on Yang Xuan's body, and the white tiger's nails were already stained red with blood, making it look extraordinarily ferocious.

From the outside, Yang Xuan had already fallen into an absolute disadvantage, but such a fierce attack had already made Baihu's physical strength gradually exhausted, the real energy in his body plummeted, and the phantom gradually became thinner.

The move of ten thousand tigers swallowing the sun is a nirvana that the white tiger spends [-] karma points in exchange for. Although the power is infinite, the real energy consumed is too huge.

With his golden core state peak state, he can persist for 5 minutes at most, and after his true energy is exhausted, he can only fight close to hand.

Until the moment when the real energy was exhausted, the white tiger finally stopped its ferocious attack. The moment the dozen or so afterimages disappeared, he immediately jumped to the side, panting violently with his bloody mouth open.

What surprised him was that although Yang Xuan's body was covered in bloodstains from the full blow just now, those bloodstains were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, Yang Xuan's body was gone. Can't see any trace.

This abnormal healing ability surprised him, and he doubted his ability for a while.

Back then, he instantly killed three Jindan practitioners with the ultimate move of Ten Thousand Tigers Swallowing the Sun. He became famous in the first battle and made his name in the Hall of Valor.

Now his strength is better than before, and Wanhu Tunri is even more proficient in training, but he is still not Yang Xuan's opponent.

A feeling of powerlessness flooded his whole body, and the white tiger let out a low growl unwillingly.

Seeing the white tiger showing signs of decline, Yang Xuan walked forward unhurriedly, looked down at the clothes and pants that had been cut into strips, and said with a smile:

"You are good at it. Besides Yan Qi, you are the strongest supernatural being I have ever seen. This move is really wonderful."

Talking and laughing happily, Yang Xuan walked in front of Baihu, the smile on his face gradually froze.

"It's time for me to make a move. If you can catch my move, I promise not to embarrass the three of you."

Yang Xuan slowly raised his palm, his eyes gradually became sharper, and then he turned his palm into a fist and slammed it out.

This punch contained immense power, and with a shrill sound of piercing through the air, it went straight to the white tiger's face.

Yang Xuan's fist gradually magnified in Baihu's eyes, the wind of the fist hit, and the white tiger couldn't open his eyes, and the white hair on his body was blown back by the frantic wind of the fist!

Under such a fierce attack, even if the white tiger who had exhausted his true energy wanted to dodge, he didn't have enough reaction power, so he could only watch helplessly as the fist hit.

There were bursts of ear-piercing sonic booms, and seeing that he had fallen into a certain death situation, Bai Hu closed his eyes unwillingly, waiting for death to come.

But just when this punch was about to shatter Baihu's head, Yang Xuan stopped his fist suddenly, and the extremely violent attack dissipated immediately.

When Baihu opened his eyes suspiciously, he saw Yang Xuansha's big fist stopped an inch away from his eyebrows, and he could even clearly see the lines on the peak of Yang Xuansha's fist.

With the exhaustion of the last trace of true energy, the body shape of the white tiger changed dramatically. The silver-white fluff all over his body gradually faded, and his body began to shrink. In a few breaths, he shrank from more than two meters just now to about 1.5 meters.

A short boy appeared in front of Yang Xuan. The boy was dressed in white, had white hair, white eyebrows, pale pink pupils, and pale skin all over his body. He had albinism at a glance.

"How about it, are you convinced?"

Yang Xuan withdrew his fist, lit a cigarette of fairy grass by himself, and looked at the white tiger with a smile.

The white tiger was so shocked by Yang Xuanzhi's fist that he couldn't speak.In his impression, only the group of old monsters in the Hall of Valor had such a tyrannical temperament.

This Yang Xuan is only in his early twenties, where does he have such terrifying power?

The system must be a prefecture-level system!

The white tiger looked at Yang Xuan in horror, the arrogance and unwillingness just now were gone.

"It's because my skills are not as good as others. If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

Baihu lowered his head, gave up struggling, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Heh, do you want to die by my hands? You do have the qualifications."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Yang Xuan silently watched the white tiger, and continued.

"But your life is still useful for the time being, so keep it for now."

After saying that, Yang Xuan ignored Bai Hu, took the clothes and folding fan from Ye Shengge, walked straight to Claude Ma, and sat down on the sofa just now.

Looking at the smoke slowly rising between his fingers, Yang Xuan stared at the three people in front of him, and said calmly:
"Tell me, what is the main purpose of your operation this time? How do you plan to deal with the Immortal Revival Grass after stealing the formula? My patience is limited, please be sure to tell the truth, otherwise no one will be able to get out of here alive."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Xuan's face gradually became gloomy, and he first set his sights on Claude Ma.

"You speak first!"