There are two kinds of the most terrible practitioners in the world, one is like Wang's dream, no trick, the stronger the Vietnam War, every battle has a new understanding, even if you have seen every battle before him, and then meet him, he already has a more powerful sword style.

The other is Xu Fu, you only know that he is very strong, but he is not known for his practice and the means of enemies.

"Tiger" was originally only a means for practitioners to control the puppets of human skins, and they can only manipulate two tigers at most.

This kind of tiger is like a flying sword, moving according to the mind of the operator, and a emptiness in the body, the real yuan and the world's vitality walk unimpeded, coupled with the control of the tiger can retain a part of the human puppet body of the enemy consciousness, the power that explodes is extremely terrible.

However, the tiger skills used by Xu Fu are obviously not so simple, just in the eyes of the night, Xu Fu's shadow behind, has drilled out the third tiger.

This tiger is taller than the previous two, the outline of the five senses is very clear, is a majestic middle-aged man, but the colorful color on his face is also thicker, like a tiger skin mask with color.

After the tiger appeared, he did not leave Xu Fu's side, but stood quietly next to him, and a pair of unsightly eyes stared at the night cold and Xu Fu.

In the mountains above, countless yellow leaves are flying.

A muslin-covered green-shirted woman stood watchfully, her body was scattered with a sharp sword, all the yellow leaves flying close to her side were all smashed into powder, but the yellow leaves around her were still approaching her.

The breath of the tiger who rushed into the mountains was very strange, and in her perception it suddenly appeared all around her.

The night colder’s eyebrows frowned tighter.

The woman in the mountain forest above can still constantly perceive the first tiger's air machine, but she has completely lost her sense of the tiger just because she is a little far away.

It was also at this time that the colorful colors on the face of the second tiger who had been swept away by her and Bailitue Snow suddenly disappeared, becoming pale and transparent, like some kind of glazed.

The “sniff” sound.

The tiger was suddenly several times faster.

In an unusually simple posture, he raised his right arm, five fingers and pointed to the sword, and stabbed his chest toward the night.

A breath of terror appeared in heaven and earth.

His five fingers sprang up a layer of glittering sword light, and the sword light passed, and amazing waves were rolled out on both sides.

The night cold eyes narrowed deeply.

She was on the shoal, on the side of the rushing river.

A wave blooms on a beach stone.

It was just that the peacetime was different, and the white wave did not dissipate, but flew up and became a small white sword.

When the little white sword flew up, the rushing river suddenly became slow, and the deafening sound of the water before it disappeared in an instant, and the raging became soft.

A violent force, but in this small sword.

The flow of the whole river seemed to be drawn into this sword by her at this moment.

This tiger is indeed very strong, and the real power in the body is a far-fetal practitioner, with a taste that is difficult to describe in words.

If you use hard rock to describe the real element of the seven realms, then the true element of this tiger is steel, and there is a strange essential difference.

It is just that the night is cold and still do not think that the other party can block such a sword.

During her time living with Bai Shanshui, she has grown into a real giant in the world of practitioners.

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The little white sword flew in front of her and Baili Sue, pointing to the tiger's eyebrow.

But at that moment, she felt something strange.

In the eyes of the tiger, suddenly a strange light appeared.

This tiger has always kept his eyes open, but because there is no change in the eyes, there is no anger in the eyes, and there is not much difference between the dead and the closed eyes.

At this time, this strange glimmer of light gave her the first feeling, just like the tiger suddenly opened his eyes and lived.

A soft sound.

This little white sword was caught by the tiger's forefinger and middle finger.

An unimaginable anti-shock force oscillates in space and shocks to the cold body at night.

Her feet were washed up for many years, and the reef of the hardest stone heart was long left, suddenly cracking into countless fragments.

There was a roar in the cold body at night, like countless waves rolling up in her body.

There were countless incomprehensible emotions in her eyes.

There were countless meridians in her body that had been shaken out of the cracks, and the real element of the disorder stabbed her deep inside her like a knife.

The little white sword annihilated between the tiger's fingers and became a forceless wave again.

The strange light in the tiger's eyes flashed away, and it never seemed to appear.

However, the strange feeling of a moment of power greatly boosted and seemed to come alive was more real in the cold mind at night than the pain in the body.

The tiger’s eyes returned to the wood.

The sword in his hand was intended to dissipate, but the step was not retreated, and the air machine of the whole body was not scattered at all, and it was so powerful that it was chilling.

The green shirt woman in the mountains felt all this.

She was also in a strong shock, unable to believe that the night cold was actually injured by such a tiger in one stroke.

But she was sure she couldn’t wait any longer.

She came out with the sword.

A light sword appeared between the countless yellow leaves she had chosen outside her.

Her world shook, and the dancing yellow leaves suddenly got rid of the twilight of the wind and the tiger, and turned into dozens of ropes, and captured the tigers that loomed in her perception with great precision.

Dozens of soft yellow ropes fell on the tiger.

Her strength could not pass the cold sword at night, so her sword did not want to completely defeat the opponent, just to be soft, trapped the tiger for a moment.

However, at this time, she also felt the same way at night.

A strange flash of light appeared in the eyes of the tiger, bound by dozens of soft yellow ropes.

He raised his hand to a emptiness, and it seemed that there was no trace of the yellow rope that was still shrinking.

A loud noise.

The yellow rope outside him was directly broken into countless intercepts.

At the same time, a terrible wave of gas had rushed behind the green shirt woman.

Another loud noise.

The t-shirted woman was directly hit by a huge force from the upper mountain forest into the river below.

The river is four-fold, and its momentum is not over.

The green-shirted woman wrapped her strength and smashed a deep pit on the riverbed below.

The snow never reacted.

He was always watching.

Until this time, there was a flash in his eyes, and at the same time looked at Xu Fu in the distance, "It turns out that tiger skills are like this."