Feng Qing

The Tiger narrowed his eyes when looking at Qing Xuan. In the past, he only knew that Qing Xuan's cultivation was unfathomable. Whether it was Tianzhu Island or the Dao of Heaven, they were all vulnerable to him. Now that they think about it, they all guessed wrong. The dual cultivation of black strength by human warriors is equivalent to the synchronization of spiritual energy and physical cultivation, and the degree of physical toughness is beyond their imagination.

What's more, the person in front of him is none other than Qing Xuan, the one who suppressed a whole family by himself.

And the muffled sound came from the tiger. He looked down at the long sword in his left hand. The long sword did not collide with Qing Xuan's fist, but at this moment the long sword was broken every inch and fell to the ground. His right hand was also trembling.

"Hehe, the tiger still underestimated the king."

Qing Xuan withdrew his hand, trying to suppress the trembling, and looked at the tiger with cold eyes, "My strength is actually not that good, even you can make me helpless to fight back."

"It's just a tiger." Qing Xuan looked at the tiger, punched him in the chest, and made a muffled sound as the tiger flew backwards.

The tiger didn't expect that it would be like this after this punch.

"There are some things that I can do, but you can't." After the words fell, Qing Xuan once again rushed towards the tiger like an arrow leaving the string.

For a moment, the two fought inseparably, and it was difficult to tell whose blood was splattered.After an unknown amount of time, Qing Xuan fell lightly, but another figure fell to the ground with a bang.

Qing Xuan looked down at the person who fell on the ground from a high position, suddenly his eyes flickered and he backed away from the sharp weapon that was flying towards him.

In his haste, Qing Xuan didn't see clearly the weapon that was attacking him.On the contrary, Qing Xuan raised his hand and knocked off the person on the ground, Qing Xuan was helpless, and even more disdainful.

"You lost." The cold voice exploded in Tiger's ears.

Qing Xuan's eyes turned cold, and the fishy sweetness in his throat was suppressed. The tiger looked at the two people who were left behind by Qing Xuan with cold eyes, and they had already turned into two corpses.

He knew that if he hadn't moved away a bit just now, it would have fallen on him.In other words, the person Qing Xuan wanted to kill was him.

That's right, the person Qing Xuan wanted to kill was him.

From the very beginning, he never thought of letting go of the tiger, no matter whether he let go or not, this scourge cannot disappear so easily.

Moreover, if everything is because of this person in front of him, then letting him go is tantamount to letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

boom!

With one palm back, the tiger's face was as white as paper, and he looked at Qing Xuan with fear in his eyes.But no one saw that a hint of viciousness flashed past the tiger's lowered eyes.The moment Qing Xuan turned around and withdrew his hands, no one saw Qing Xuan's fingers move slightly, a faint light flashed past and landed on Tiger's body.

The silence was only for a moment, and the next second the "tiger" clawed behind Qing Xuan, and the moment the sharp claws were about to sink into Qing Xuan's flesh and blood, the surrounding mountains, rivers and rivers had changed color, and in the dark cave, there was a hiss The hiss came to his ears, and Qing Xuan knew that he had fallen into the opponent's formation from the very beginning.

And the person talking to him is a tiger but not a tiger.

"Hahaha, Your Majesty deserves to be your Majesty, you discovered my trap so quickly. It's a pity, even if you discovered it, now you will never leave by yourself."

Qing Xuan sighed softly, as if he was dealing with a mischievous child, but the 'child' in front of him would definitely kill him.

"I think that after many years, you will improve, just like you in a dream, knowing how to advance and retreat." There was a crash, and the sound of something being torn apart reminded Qing Xuan who appeared outside the formation at some point. His double in the formation is cold and ruthless.

Qing Xuan propped his chin and watched the tiger play with the black and white chess in his hand, as if he didn't understand why he played chess alone again.

"The technique of playing chess has improved, but these strategies are really not enough to be used on this gentleman."

It turned out that this game of chess had already begun since the two met.No, from the moment Qing Xuan stepped out of the Lord's Mansion, their game began.

"After all, it's too immature." Raising his hand, a black wife suddenly cracked open, and then the chessboard in Tiger's hand began to collapse, and a game of chess ended without a problem.

Sensing the sharp killing intent, Qing Xuan dodged away, without looking back, he smiled lightly and said, "Are you angry?"

"Tiger, the aromatherapy that I burned with you back then was actually useless to me. Today, the incense that the tiger burns is still the same. If you want to ask for anything from me, you have to see if you have that ability.

But apparently, you don't. "Qing Xuan smiled lightly and flew over.

This time, it was no longer the environment, nor was it a dream, but real. Qing Xuan flew towards the tiger and slapped it out with one palm. Although the moves were exactly the same as the ones in the dream just now, it seemed that Qing Xuan had the upper hand.

The tiger hesitated a little, and the clothes on his body were torn apart. Now the tiger stood there with anger in his eyes, and looked at the clearly visible print of Qingxuan's palm on his chest, and there was a hot Feeling, accompanied by a biting chill.

Raising his hand, his fingers fluttered, and the biting coldness disappeared instantly. The tiger knew that this was only temporary. If Qing Xuan could not be defeated, today's game of chess would be completely lost.

The appearance of Qingxuan holding the winning ticket made the tiger look a little colder, and stood up. This time the tiger was not dodging, but a real face-to-face confrontation with Qingxuan. Although Qingxuan is not as good as before, a tiger He didn't pay attention to it, the previous dream made him cheap, and now it's time for him to wake up from his dream.

When the two fought, the white jade chessboard cracked little by little. As the two fought, it was finally submerged in the aftermath of the two battles. Qing Xuan glanced at the person behind Tiger who arranged the formation for him It was so cold that the air froze, the tiger's eyes sank, he flew up and slammed his palm down to Qing Xuan's face, Qing Xuan sneered and bent over to avoid the palm, stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed the tiger who was too late smile.

The tiger had a bad heart, and it was too late to turn around to escape, so he could only let Qing Xuan's hand come to his waist, but instead of the imagined palm force, there was a trace of coldness.

"Pfft!" The sound of the cold sword piercing into flesh and blood reached his ears, and at the same time he felt pain.

"You!" The tiger obviously didn't expect that Qing Xuan would be so ruthless, so he inserted the dagger into his flesh and blood, "Sure enough, your lord will also change."

Qing Xuan raised his head slightly, and his lips brushed against his ear, causing him to tremble slightly, "I am not a saint, so I will naturally change."

Stab it!

Qing Xuan pulled out the dagger abruptly, and laughed at the blood on it, which finally made the tiger feel a little scared.