Doomsday Rise

Roar--

The sound waves were like waves, and the tiger's roar shook the entire battlefield, and irregular distortions appeared in the void.

pfft—

Dozens of players spurted blood, with no trace of blood on their faces. They looked in horror at the ghostly white tiger roaring up to the sky. Just one roar of the tiger caused 60% of the players to suffer internal injuries of varying degrees. It was terrible!

The Nether White Tiger stared at the remaining three guest ministers, and even planned to pick three, beasts are beasts, and they don't care about the number of humans at all.

"Respectfully invite the four elders to take action!" Lu Gengyang's idea was very good, using more to bully the less, and relying on the absolute numerical advantage to kill the Nether White Tiger, however, the reality is very cruel.

When the four Supreme Elders fell outside the city, the second, third, and fourth terrifying auras flowed through the earth like a tide. In the depths of the dense forest, the trees fell down, and three ghostly white tigers emerged one after another. The previous one, a total of four ghost white tigers, the entire battlefield seemed to calm down all of a sudden, all the players were cold, and even stopped breathing!

God!

Since the establishment of "Miluo Ancient City", there have never been so many level 6 monsters.

The four ghostly white tigers released their auras without restraint. Four terrifying auras collided and blended over the battlefield, causing the situation to change. At the top of the city, many players with insufficient strength vomited blood one after another, stunned to the ground, and some players directly He passed out, his face turned pale, even if he was unconscious, there was still a deep fear between his brows, and his fingers trembled unnaturally.

Without Lu Gengyang's instructions, someone had already carried down the unconscious and injured people who could no longer fight, and the city walls were suddenly quite empty. Lu Gengyang's face was dignified, and the four ghostly white tigers were indeed beyond his expectations. His gaze turned to the city, and a dozen figures or Yu Jian, or volleyed, or spurted.

The two leaders were Shi Daolin and Peng Xiong. The rest of them had never met, but they were strong enough to not lose to the two. Liu Wei'an's eyes flashed brightly. "Miluo Ancient City" is really not easy. There are so many masters. , What is even more rare is that these masters are very conscious, and when they encounter a crisis, they take the initiative to take action, rather than stand by.

Experts are rebellious, they regard themselves as high in force, they don’t ask for help, they don’t save others, and they cultivate themselves. .

There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and there was already a fight outside the city. The energy collided, and every blow had an overwhelming power. The ground was cracked, and the third-level monsters did not dare to approach. After being hit by the aftermath, it was immediately the result of broken bones. .

The three guest ministers dealt with a Netherworld White Tiger, but they were only tied. The original opponents, three Level 4 Warcraft, retreated far away, lest they anger the Netherworld White Tiger. The four Supreme Elders were obviously weaker than the three Netherworld White Tigers. Fortunately, the addition of Shi Daolin, Peng Xiong and others turned the balance around. However, this situation did not last long. The Nether White Tiger is too powerful to attack the unparalleled.

boom--

A strong expert was hit by a paw, and the whole person flew out. After landing, he lost his breath, his chest was blurred, his ribs were completely broken, and his internal organs were all smashed. He let out a low moan and died.

what--

In the screams, Yujian's master was bitten off by the Netherworld White Tiger, and below the chest was swallowed by the Netherworld White Tiger, only the part above the ribs remained, and he didn't die for a while. .

hum!

The head of the expert who used the hammer was shattered, and he fell straight down without saying a word.

……

The masters died one after another, and the Nether White Tiger also suffered a lot of attacks, and there were several wounds on his body, but the Nether White Tiger was a monster with thick skin and thick flesh. , roaring for a long time, his eyes shot out the light, faintly red, faster and more powerful.

scoff-

Because Shi Daolin's reaction was a little slow, he was slammed by the claws of the Netherworld White Tiger, and one of his left arms disappeared. The fracture was as smooth as a mirror, and the Netherworld White Tiger's claws were terrifyingly sharp.

Shi Daolin didn't say a word, tied his broken arm with a ribbon to stop the bleeding, and stared at the ghostly white tiger with a chilling expression, and the stone knife in his hand radiated green light.

Seeing that Shi Daolin was injured, some masters began to retreat, Lu Geng raised his brows, whispered a few words to a follower beside him. It is the location of the Lu family's mansion.

At this moment, among the four supreme elders of the Lu family, the eldest elder let out a scream, and staggered back ten steps in a row. After all, he couldn't stand still, and he fell to the ground and slowly stopped. breathe. Everyone was horrified to find that there was a hole in his vest, which was transparent from front to back, and blood was gurgling. There should have been a beating heart in that position, but now it was gone.

The elder Taishang was already invincible, and if one died, the rest would be no match for the others, but the Netherworld White Tiger became more and more mad, and the tiger roared again and again. In an instant, three more masters were injured, and one master was bored. With a snort, he lost one leg, and only one leg was left. His movements were inevitably unbalanced, and when he realized that something was wrong, he slashed with a backhand and slashed in the blank. When the blade fell, the ghostly white tiger came as promised.

It has to be said that a master is a master, and his reaction speed and combat experience are top-notch. If he hadn't encountered the Nether White Tiger, the one who died would definitely be a monster, but it was the Nether White Tiger.

scoff-

The incomparably sharp platinum heavy knife chopped off hundreds of vellus hairs that were harder than pure gold, and cut a three-foot-long hole in the head of the ghostly white tiger.

"Be careful—" Several masters exclaimed anxiously, and three swords and two swords broke through the air, but it was too late, the Netherworld White Tiger had already opened its **** mouth.

At the critical moment, everyone felt a murderous aura erupting from the city, and they turned their heads to look at each other. A radiant light blinded everyone.

swoosh—

The sound of arrows rubbing against the air resounded throughout the audience, and it was thrilling. The sky-shattering rainbow cut through the void outside the city, disappeared in a flash, and disappeared into the body of the ghostly white tiger.

The Nether White Tiger suddenly stood still, and its wide open mouth couldn't close, as if someone pinched its neck. After a while, the Nether White Tiger's hooves softened and he fell heavily on the ground.

boom--

The ground shook for a while, and then he looked at the Netherworld White Tiger, it had lost its breath, and its reddish eyes had turned gray. The battlefield suddenly quieted down, not only the players' heartbeats stopped, but the monsters were shocked.

One shot and killed a ghostly white tiger, instant kill!

With the death of the Netherworld White Tiger, the terrifying aura faded away like a tide, and the resulting void caused some third- and fourth-level beasts to feel restless.

The master with the broken leg touched his head, and then looked at the dead white tiger, his expression was both fearful and happy, and even more shocked.

On the top of the city, Liu Wei'an was somewhat relieved, but also somewhat dissatisfied. He was relieved that the platinum arrow was indeed domineering, but he was dissatisfied that there was only one.

huh—

Lu Gengyang let out a long sigh of relief, and now he realizes that he truly understands the reason why the ancestor was unwilling to make enemies with Liu Wei'an. What the ancestor feared was not Liu Wei'an's potential, but Liu Wei'an's current strength.

He believed that the strength of his ancestor would definitely be able to kill the Netherworld White Tiger, but to kill it with one arrow in such a clean way, I am afraid, I am afraid, no!

"The Netherworld White Tiger is handed over to me!" Liu Wei'an's voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the entire battlefield, and then everyone saw that the sky suddenly darkened, and then lit up again, a silver cloud shining in the air like a scorching sun .

Boom—

Under the scorching sunset, the place where Haoran disappeared was the head of the Netherworld White Tiger. The restrained energy erupted, and the head of the Netherworld White Tiger suddenly softened, like an erect sea body that suddenly lost its strength and turned into an eggplant. .

boom!

The huge body of the Netherworld White Tiger smashed to the ground, and the ground shook violently. The Netherworld White Tiger's four hooves were still twitching unconsciously, but the breath was gone, and strands of red blood overflowed from the nostrils and mouth.

He killed the Netherworld White Tiger with one punch. Peng Xiong, who was close at hand, gasped, and his back was covered in cold sweat. He remembered the scene of provoking Liu Wei'an in the gambling stone workshop~www.readwn.com~ Only now did he realize that he I don't know how many times I have walked before the gate of hell.

"The Great Judgment Fist!"

Under the horrified eyes of the masters, Liu Wei'an took the initiative to rush towards the Netherworld White Tiger, and the two sides intersected in mid-air. At the moment when they were about to collide, everyone was surprised to find that Liu Wei'an was gone, replaced by a group of silver rays of light. , the light tapped the Nether White Tiger's head and eyebrows lightly, and then disappeared. Liu Wei, who reappeared, landed on the ground. After a few seconds, the Nether White Tiger fell from the air, and the terrifying aura faded like a tide.

boom!

When the Nether White Tiger smashed into the ground, all the breath just faded away and there was nothing left. The Nether White Tiger's eyes were shedding blood and tears, and it was already dead.

The ordinary masters at the top of the city couldn't see anything, but Shi Daolin, Peng Xiong, and the elders of the Lu family were all terrified. Introverted, hidden in the fist, not revealing the slightest, it is easy to say, but it is not easy to do, they can't do it for hundreds of years, but Liu Wei'an did it.

The advantage of doing this is that it can turn ten percent of power into lethality. They thought that only legends existed in this realm, but Liu Wei'an brought legends to reality.

Not paying attention to everyone's horrified eyes and ups and downs, Liu Wei'an delivered a third punch, and the fist touched Nether White Tiger's head lightly and immediately separated, and then everyone saw Nether White Tiger shaking like drunk Akira, the last end was picked to the ground, and a black armored wolf was severely injured.

With three punches, three Netherworld White Tigers were smashed, and the shadows that shrouded everyone's heads dissipated.