Jiang Hu Qi Gong Lu

Chapter 1070
Xiaohu had been lurking in the distance for a while just now, and found that Han Min was at the end of his rope, and it would take some time for Lin Xiqi to catch up, so he had to help Han Min drag it by himself during this period.

"Bastard, you are so bold." Fu Zhaomin found that just after he finished speaking, the white tiger rushed towards him, opened its bloody mouth and bit him.

He was still a little surprised. To be honest, all of them here are masters.

The strength of the aura on his body was not concealed.

These wild beasts are usually very sensitive. When they find their own aura, they should know who can be provoked and who should not be provoked, and they have long been hiding as far away as possible.

And this white tiger dared to rush over?

Could it be that he is also crazy like Han Min?
This thought was fleeting, and Fu Zhaomin didn't want to put his attention on a beast.

"Die." Fu Zhaomin struck out with a palm.

A palm strike hit the white tiger through the air.

Then he turned around and prepared to continue to kill Han Min.

No matter how casual his palm is, not any expert can catch it. Isn't it easy to deal with a tiger?

But when he rushed out a few steps, his heart was shocked.

He found that the white tiger had already pounced on his back.

Such a change made him a little puzzled.

'Bang', Fu Zhaomin could only turn back with a palm.

His palm hit the huge tiger claw.

Fu Zhaomin's expression changed, he found that the tiger was extremely strong, and it was not only the strength, but even his true energy that had invaded the tiger's claws seemed to have been shaken away.

Fu Zhaomin's body was shaken back a step, and Xiaohu's huge body took three steps back before standing still.

"Fu Zhaomin?" Shi Mofeng noticed the movement here, which surprised him.

To be honest, when the white tiger rushed out, he didn't care at all.

Unexpectedly, the white tiger shattered Fu Zhaomin's palm first, and then directly faced Fu Zhaomin's palm.

Can it still make Fu Zhaomin take a step back?
Although Baihu took three steps back, he didn't seem to be seriously injured.

"Divine beast?!" Fu Zhaomin's eyes lit up.

A few years ago, there seemed to be a white tiger spirit beast in the rivers and lakes.

At that time, the disciples of Bingfengyuan seemed to have made a move, but in the end they seemed to be subdued by a little girl.

They both naturally collected this news.

However, regarding the matter of spirit beasts, he is not too concerned about the dignified Master of the Valley.

According to the people below, that little girl seems to have some background, but they haven't found out the specific details so far.

Fu Zhaomin didn't care about these things anymore.

Even the Holy Land cannot know everything in the Jianghu.

Some powerful forces are hidden from the world, and I don't necessarily know all of these holy places.

Now I also met a white tiger, it seems that this white tiger should be stronger than that spirit tiger, it should be a divine beast.

It stands to reason that even if it is a divine beast, it would not be possible for him, a Valley Master, to take action himself.

But now that the divine beast is in front of him, he can just capture it easily, there is no reason to let it go.

After retreating, Xiaohu leaped high and rushed towards Fu Zhaomin again.

"Fu Zhaomin, this is also my share." Shi Mofeng shouted.

"Bastard, you want to grab a beast too?" Fu Zhaomin scolded.

"An animal?" Shi Mofeng sneered, "Okay, then let's change, and I will deal with this animal."

Fu Zhaomin knew that Shi Mofeng also saw the strangeness of this white tiger.

However, such a thing must not be hidden, the performance of Baihu just now was really amazing.

"Okay, you deal with Old Ghost Han first." Fu Zhaomin said angrily.

Although his goal was the Sutra of Nirvana, he believed that taking down this divine beast would only take a few tricks, and it would not delay the acquisition of the Sutra of Nirvana.

At that time, as long as they get the Sutra of Nirvana, so what if there are as many beasts as Shi Mofeng?

Fu Zhaomin already believed in his heart that he would definitely be able to obtain the Nirvana Sutra.

The sound of "bang bang bang" sounded, and Fu Zhaomin became more and more surprised.

The white tiger's attack just now, the claw attack was not chaotic, it was completely a profound claw skill.

Fu Zhaomin backed away again, and he shouted towards Han Min: "Old ghost Han, is this beast raised by you?"

"So that's the case." Shi Mofeng laughed loudly, "It seems that this is your trump card. I really didn't expect that a divine beast would have such strength."

It seemed like a mockery, but Shi Mofeng really admired Han Min in his heart.

He was able to make such a beast.

Judging from the confrontation between Baihu and Fu Zhaomin just now, Baihu's strength may not be much weaker than their Supreme Elder.

Even if he is the valley owner of a holy land, he has never heard of a divine beast with such strength.

Han Min did not expect Xiaohu to appear.

When he came out this time, Gu Zhu didn't mention Xiaohu.

He knew that Xiaohu's strength was not simple, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Chen Feixing and the others were even more surprised.

They still don't know that there is such a beast as Xiaohu.

Unlike Shi Mofeng, they think that this white tiger was made by Han Min.

If Han Min made it, he probably wouldn't hide it from the three of himself.

There is only one explanation, and it was made by Lin Xiqi.

Of course, the three of them are more willing to believe that this white tiger was left by Yan Guzhu back then.

Lin Xiqi inherited the mantle of Lord Yan Gu, so the white tiger would naturally follow Lin Xiqi.

After all, divine beasts are different from ordinary wild beasts, and their lifespan is generally longer than that of humans.

Therefore, the absence of Yan Guzhu does not mean that the beast will die and go to bed.

"Sigh, I didn't expect you to force me to this point, Xiaohu had no choice but to act." Han Min sighed, "Xiaohu, Fu Zhaomin will leave it to you."

Xiaohu roared as a response.

This made Shi Mofeng and Fu Zhaomin's expressions a little ugly.

Whether Han Min has any hidden means, they have to beware.

Since Xiaohu got Fu Zhaomin involved, Han Min was greatly relieved.

It's just to deal with Shi Mofeng, even if I'm still not his opponent, but I believe that I don't have any problem if I want to procrastinate.

Xiaohu stared at Fu Zhaomin provocatively and let out a low growl.

Fu Zhaomin naturally understood the meaning in the eyes of the white tiger in front of him, which made him furious.

He is the majestic owner of the Valley of Silent Blood, yet he has been underestimated by all the beasts.

Even if it is a divine beast, in his opinion, it is still a beast.

Xiaohu didn't give Fu Zhaomin a chance to rush towards Han Min, he kept attacking Fu Zhaomin.

Fighting again and again, Xiaohu was knocked back again and again.

Anyway, he is still much worse than Fu Zhaomin.

After the continuous fights, Xiaohu has actually suffered serious injuries, but he can continue to fight with the tyrannical physique of the beast.

With a bang, Xiaohu was kicked away by Fu Zhaomin, and his back hit a rock hard, shaking the rock to pieces.

'Roar', Xiaohu roared, and immediately stood up with a roll, but blood kept dripping from his big mouth.

His white fur was stained with blood and stained with countless dust.

"It's just looking for death." Fu Zhaomin said impatiently, "It seems that I can't keep you, this white tiger skin is enough."

Fu Zhaomin already had the intention to kill, and he no longer thought about capturing the white tiger alive.

In fact, the strength of this white tiger is not weak, and it actually restrained him.

If I still want to capture him alive, I am afraid I will have to spend a lot of thought.

Compared with the Nirvana Sutra, what is a divine beast?
Xiaohu would not be frightened by Fu Zhaomin, his eyes were still full of provocation.

With a loud roar, Xiaohu leaped forward and grabbed Fu Zhaomin with both claws.

A killing intent flashed in Fu Zhaomin's eyes, and the true energy in his body frantically condensed on his hands.

This time he wanted to kill the beast, and then put this piece of white tiger skin on his throne of the owner of the valley.

(End of this chapter)