The Ancient Vast Realm

Although the previous claw did not display any magical talent, the ghost blood tiger was confident that even an ordinary third-level creature would be severely injured, so it naturally did not take a human warrior seriously and did not pay much attention to him, just treating him as a small fish.

"Hmph, you are lucky, I am in a good mood today, so I will spare your life. Get out of here!"

The ghost blood tiger casually looked at Feng Xuan, shouted coldly, and was ready to turn around and leave.

"Since when, a ghost blood tiger that is not even pure blood can be so arrogant, and it is still within the scope of my human race's war city"

Suddenly, Feng Xuan's plain voice came to the ghost blood tiger's ears, as if it was close at hand.

Hearing this, the ghost blood tiger was suddenly startled and instinctively wanted to retreat. The ghost light on his body was surging and was about to activate the magic.

It was obvious that the ghost blood tiger's reaction was fast, but it was still a little short.

In front of it, Feng Xuan's figure appeared, with golden light bursting around him, and he punched the blood ghost tiger on the forehead, making a huge muffled sound.

Boom!

With the blood ghost tiger's scream, its huge head was suddenly knocked down by this punch and hit the hard ground heavily, and a huge dent was also blasted into the rocky ground.

Looking at the blood ghost tiger again, a huge fist mark was blasted on its forehead, the fur was sunken, the hard skull was faintly cracked, and blood was constantly flowing out of it. The blood ghost tiger itself was dizzy and bulging from this blow.

However, the blood ghost tiger knew that this was definitely not the time to wait for a response. Years of fighting experience told it that if it did not fight back, it might die here today.

"Roar, you damn bastard!"

The ghost blood tiger roared, and the blood-colored light around it vibrated, turning into a huge vortex, which then suddenly exploded, and countless blood thorns flew out, attacking indiscriminately in all directions.

"Damn it!"

"Damn, this stupid tiger!"

"Ah, my hand!"

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After the blood thorn flew out, countless curses came from the surrounding battlefields, and it was obvious that they were all affected. Although the battlefield here was huge, the ghost blood tiger's move obviously disturbed the battles of others.

However, when some people looked at this place, they saw the miserable appearance of the ghost blood tiger, and the opponent's completely furious and murderous momentum at the moment, so they chose to endure it. The people around them pulled their respective battlefields further away.

"You - are - looking for - death - I will grant you your wish!"

The ghost-blood tiger looked at Feng Xuan, who was emitting golden light all over his body and looked like a god, without showing any fear. After a roar, his body suddenly became a little bigger, like a moving hill.

A blood-colored gust of wind blew up, gradually evolving into a blood-colored storm, and the ghost-blood tiger was hiding in the blood-colored storm.

It was obvious that it had realized that Feng Xuan's strength was by no means ordinary. Although it was proud and believed that it would be hard to meet many opponents in the third realm, it was not too careless.

"Hmph, you!"

Feng Xuan shouted coldly, and was also unwilling to be outdone. He turned into a golden afterimage and rushed towards the ghost-blood tiger first.

The ghost-blood tiger showed its huge fangs, kicked its body suddenly, and its four claws opened up a series of thick cracks on the ground. Then a set of extremely fierce claw skills came towards Feng Xuan frantically, and the blood-colored claws bombarded the ground, leaving deep cutting marks, showing its power.

The attacking power of the Blood Ghost Tiger is definitely top-notch among the creatures in the third realm. The most important thing is that the opponent's attacks all contain a kind of ghost poison power. It is said that once it is touched, it is difficult to get rid of it. Even Feng Xuan will not be too careless about it.

The battle between the two was back and forth, but Feng Xuan was a strong man in the half-step realm after all, and he was more than one level stronger than the Ghost Blood Tiger in terms of cultivation realm.

Just after a dozen breaths, Feng Xuan suddenly stopped dodging. On his arm, on a half-foot long wound, a blood-colored power with a ghost glow was constantly trying to invade Feng Xuan's body, but it never succeeded.

"Is this the effect of your ghost poison power? It's just like this. Now, you can die!"

Feng Xuan took the ghost poison power into his hand, looked at it, and crushed it with a hand. Then he looked at the ghost blood tiger that continued to attack him with an indifferent face, and he stopped dodging.

Seeing Feng Xuan like this, the Ghost Blood Tiger not only did not feel a trace of joy in his heart, but instead, his heart was alarmed. At this moment, he suddenly felt a deep sense of suffocation, just like being stared at by a natural enemy when he was young.

"No, you are wrong!"

The Ghost Blood Tiger felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, and immediately stopped preparing for the attack, and his body was about to retreat. This was the intuition from his animal side.

Intuition told him that the human in front of him was terrible!

However, at this time, the battle was no longer decided by the Ghost Blood Tiger, or, since it chose to attack Feng Xuan, its life and death were no longer in its control.

Seeing that the Ghost Blood Tiger seemed to have noticed something, Feng Xuan was no longer interested in playing with him. He had only wanted to understand the power of the Ghost Poison before, but Feng Xuan was a little disappointed to find that the so-called Ghost Poison Power was not even as good as his Blood Poison Power, and it was difficult to provide him with much help.

"Die!"

Feng Xuan's eyes turned cold, and a giant green hand condensed in the void and stretched out towards the ghost blood tiger, with five fingers of the giant hand spread wide, like an ancient giant trying to crush an ant to death.

"Roar! Blood God Shield!"

The ghost blood tiger roared at this, and then a blood-colored barrier rose up instantly, completely protecting it.

Bang!

To Feng Xuan's surprise, his palm that was originally destined to win actually missed, and only knocked the ghost blood tiger hundreds of feet away and hit it on a hill, smashing the hill to pieces, but the ghost blood tiger in it was not hurt at all, and the blood-colored barrier around it was intact without any signs of breaking.

Seeing this, the ghost blood tiger was overjoyed after a short daze. It took a deep look at Feng Xuan in the air, and a fierce look flashed in its eyes.

"Human race, you wait, I will definitely not let you go!"

The ghost blood tiger roared, turned around and fled into the distance. It knew very well that although Feng Xuan failed to kill it with one blow and break its barrier, it did not mean that it was Feng Xuan's opponent.

But the ghost blood tiger was confident that after it swallowed the dragon grass and practiced hard to make up for its own blood deficiency, it would have a great chance to break through to the lord realm directly.

And if it waited until then, Feng Xuan, a small third-level human race, would be killed whenever it wanted, and there was no need to worry at all.

No matter how powerful Feng Xuan was, after all, his own cultivation realm was here, and he could never be the opponent of a lord realm strongman, even a beginner. By then, he would get back the humiliation he suffered today.