Chapter 517

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"Who dares to come to my Wind and Thunder Valley to make trouble, I'm tired of work."

Zhao Tieniu roared, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, and was the first to rush out of the hall.

He hovered in the air, striding like flying, and reached the ground below with just a few vertical leaps of the nine hundred and ninety-nine white marble steps, almost shrinking the ground to an inch.

"It's not good, someone is attacking the mountain gate, and they are about to come in"

A disciple of Fengleigu rolled and scrambled, and ran over to report in a panic.

"Attack the mountain gate

which sect

how many people came"

Zhao Tieniu's eyes widened, and the two fierce cold lights almost turned into reality, he asked loudly.

"There is only one person, a young man with a white tiger by his side.

That young man is a divine archer, and that white tiger is a divine beast, ferocious." The disciple wanted to elaborate further, but the second elder, Zhao Tieniu, had turned into a gust of wind and rushed out.

Boom, boom, thunder came under his feet, and the bluestone ground was trampled to pieces like it had been plowed by an iron plow.

As expected of a thousand-year-old demon, the white tiger was so ferocious that even Ye Tian clicked his tongue.

The tiger is the king of all beasts, born with majesty, the dragon-scaled horse is three points timid before the battle, and the white tiger turns into a chariot and rampages.

He is a spirit body, not afraid of swords and guns, even artillery fire can hardly hurt it.

Just like a wolf entering a herd of sheep, the cavalry army rushing out of the city gate was scattered by the white tiger after only one encounter, and they were completely defeated.

The dragon-scaled horse is covered with scales, and its flesh is so strong that ordinary swords and guns can't bear it, and it can't withstand the ravages of the white tiger. Some stomachs are smashed and torn, internal organs flow out, blood is sprayed, and some iron hooves are broken. , bones were broken, and some had their heads bitten off, dying.

Even the steed and dragon-scaled horses were like this, let alone ordinary horses. With a roar of a tiger, their hooves became weak in fright, and what's more, there was a lot of excrement and urine, and there was a wail.

Swish, swish, a spear stabbed towards him, and a sharp arrow fell from the sky, and the white tiger was tied into a hedgehog in a short while.

Even if Kunlun's Vajra Ape is tied up like this,

He was about to die, no matter how bad he was, he could be seriously injured, but the white tiger was like a normal person, his face didn't blush and his heart didn't jump, the tiger's body shook, and the spears and arrows flew out, which in turn stabbed many disciples of Fengleigu to death. It has nothing to do with itself, and the wound heals instantly, not even a drop of blood flows out.

The disciples of Fengleigu are about to cry, the unkillable beasts, the battle situation is one-sided, this battle is impossible to fight at all.

The divine beast, the white tiger, was almost immortal, and that seemingly harmless young man was not a good person either. Arrows rained down and spears came like stars, but they couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

Boom, boom, every time he takes a step, the ground under his feet will shake, as if the earth is pulsating, according to the frequency of his steps.

The aura of his body will also rise steadily with the pace, the golden fighting spirit is surging, the whole body is full of blood, and the whole body is full of infinite light, which sets him off more and more like a golden god, as if he is the only one in the nine heavens and ten earths.

"Closing the city gate"

A roar came from the tower, as if a general was giving orders.

A group of Hanjia soldiers were divided into two teams, each pushing a city gate.

The creaking city gate is too heavy, it is made of iron plow wood, more than three feet thick, reinforced with planks, and protected by formation runes, even if seven or eight people push it together, it will seem strenuous.

Just when the city gate was about to close, the white tiger charged with such brute force that the entire city tower shook violently.

With a loud bang, the two doors were reopened, and several cracks even burst out.

Some of the dozens of cold-armored soldiers who pushed the door were shaken to death, and some were crushed into flesh by the door, and none of them survived.

Roaring and roaring, the tiger roared again and again, like the thunder of the nine heavens, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Countless Fengleigu disciples were shaken so that their eardrums buzzed, their seven orifices bled, and many of them collapsed to the ground.

In just a moment, the white tiger stepped on the city tower into a land of corpses and blood, killing and injuring no less than a hundred people.

And this is just the beginning. It climbed to the top of the 20-meter-high tower in a few vertical leaps along the climbing ladder on the inside of the tower.

Just above the top of the city tower, there are straight machine crossbows and big bows with ox horns, attacking Ye Tian like a blanket. The arrows fall like rain, and the sound of killing is loud.

The white tiger roared fiercely, and rampaged, knocking down the arrow stacks, and the towers under its feet collapsed, and I don't know how many soldiers were buried in the tiger's mouth and under the iron hooves.

The battle was overwhelmingly slaughtered, and the soldiers guarding the mountain had no power to resist.

Many Hanjia soldiers collapsed and fled in all directions.

They are brave, but they don't want to die in vain.

"Brother Tongshan is here, everyone, don't run up together and kill this beast"

The cold armored soldier with a Zhangba spear in one hand shouted loudly.

"What, Brother Tongshan is here

where"

"Brother Tongshan goes out, the evil beast will surely die"

At this time, I saw a nine-foot-tall iron tower man standing not far away holding a purple gold war hammer.

This is a man so majestic as to explode, as his name suggests, he stands like a copper mountain, his body is like a giant elephant, his eyes are like magic lamps, his blood is like an abyss, and the fighting spirit in his body surges out, as if he is wearing a piece of stellar energy His fighting spirit set him off like a god-man.

The purple gold warhammer in his hand was as big as a millstone, as if it had the weight of a mountain. It shone brightly, entangled with purple electricity, and danced with thunder.

The tiger father has no dogs, and this person is none other than the second elder Zhao Tieniu's son, Zhao Tongshan, the lieutenant general of the Fengleigu cavalry, and a disciple of the mountain guard fled before the battle, and his head was blown off by a warhammer.

He was like a needle that stabilized the sea, and the chaotic situation on the city tower was quickly stabilized.

He stepped out with a single step, and the tower shook.

"I am an important place of the Wind and Thunder Valley God Religion, how can I allow you to run wild like a beast?"

In the name of Thor, send you to hell"

His voice was like a torrent of bells, deafeningly deafening, and the Purple Gold Warhammer in his hand was suddenly raised, pointing at the sky, and suddenly a bolt of thunder and lightning fell.

"Brother Tongshan is mighty"

"The general is invincible"

The mountain guard disciples who had been listless all of a sudden screamed as if they had been spat with chicken blood.

Zhao Tongshan held a purple gold warhammer, with a ferocious expression and arrogance, he flew out suddenly and rushed towards the white tiger first.

His eyes stood erect, his pupils contracted, the veins on his forehead twitched violently, and his bare upper body muscles protruded high, like horned dragons lying on his back. His skin was bronze-colored, with a metallic luster flowing.

The purple gold war hammer in his hand was blazing with lightning, like a Thor war hammer, invincible and invincible.

"The second elder is coming soon."

The disciple of Yishou Mountain said suddenly.

The second elder, Zhao Tieniu, rushed out of the main hall first, was the fastest, and was almost under the city wall, and the disciples guarding the mountain saw it.

The head teacher and other elders also rushed out of the hall, and were rushing over at top speed.

"Brother Tongshan is invincible, one person is enough to kill this beast."

"There's a little beast outside."

"So what, don't say two, even twenty, it's not enough for Brother Tongshan to see."

Zhao Tongshan's body was like an iron tower, and he was as fast as lightning. Holding a purple gold hammer, he rushed to the white tiger in an instant.

He blasted out with a hammer, his divine light was blazing, and the sky shook violently, almost being blasted through.

A thunderbolt was triggered and made a loud noise.

This is a shocking blow, overbearing to the extreme "suffer to death"

Zhao Tongshan's hair was disheveled, and the right arm that swung the hammer was intertwined with thunder and light, and his fighting spirit was soaring into the sky.

The white tiger did not dodge or evade, fierce and violent, and suddenly stood up, with a height of nearly ten meters. In contrast, Zhao Tongshan, who was over two meters old, was like a kindergarten child, completely different from the same level. .

Its big feet were shiny black, bigger than a millstone, as if cast from black gold, revealing immortal divinity, and it slammed towards Zhao Tongshan's purple gold war hammer.

There was a loud bang like the collision of steel, and Zhao Tongshan's majestic Zijin Warhammer was sent flying by the white tiger, and he couldn't stand still, and fell to the ground with his head up.

There is a huge difference in size and strength between the two.

Baihu didn't even use much strength to create such a one-sided situation.

"What"

"this"

The disciples guarding the mountain were stunned. They thought that Zhao Tongshan could kill the white tiger with one blow, but they didn't expect this result.

"court death"

Zhao Tongshan yelled loudly, turning over and about to stand up.

Houbaihu let out a roar, and the sound waves roared like thunder from the sky, shaking Zhao Tongshan's ears and making him dizzy.

Hong Baihu's big feet lifted up again, like a mountain across the sky, and he stepped down on Zhao Tongshan.

Zhao Tieniu, who was rushing towards him, happened to see this scene, and suddenly he almost went crazy.

"Scream, stop"

He shouted loudly.

But how could the white tiger listen to him, the tiger's body shook, and the big foot of Mopan stepped down.

"ah"

With a roar, Zhao Tongshan raised his arms, his muscles swelled, his veins swelled, and he surged with endless brute force, trying to support Baihu's big feet.

But the difference in strength between the two was too great. In an instant, his arm, which was thicker than an adult's thigh, shattered like tofu, blood and mud splashed, and bone fragments flew across, bloody and cruel.

The disciples guarding the mountain were very anxious, but they could do nothing "Father, save me"

Zhao Tongshan's face was ashes, and he shouted for help.

"stop"

Zhao Tieniu roared like crazy, and two thunders shot out from his eyes.

The head teacher and elders who followed also saw this scene, and all of them were horrified.

A ray of red light flew across the sky, and the sky rumbled. Zhao Tieniu threw the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand.

Boom, boom, he stepped on the wall of the city tower, as if walking on flat ground, and flew up at lightning speed.

Poof, he was still a beat slower, and the white tiger's big millstone foot still stepped on it, making a hole in the tower, and Zhao Tongshan became bloody mud under its feet.

Just as the white tiger raised its huge head, before it could make a roar, there was a sudden bang, and the Fang Tian painted halberd thrown by Zhao Tieniu pierced through its head like a spear.

And because it couldn't stand stably, its huge body fell down, hit and collapsed an arrow stack, and rolled down to the bottom of the tower.

"What"

Ye Tian was shocked, he didn't expect Baihu to be injured.

It was also a coincidence that the Fang Tian painted halberd thrown by Zhao Tieniu pierced through the head of the white tiger, and then flew a certain distance, and finally landed at Ye Tian's feet, shattering quite a piece of bluestone road.

"Oh no"

A heart-piercing roar came from above the tower.

Zhao Tieniu only saw a puddle of his son's blood and mud, not even a complete bone.

As if his hair had exploded, his long hair stood on end, his blood was surging out, and the wind was like a knife, hunting, tearing the battle robe on his body.

He picked up his son's purple gold warhammer and rushed out of the city tower, intending to smash the white tiger's corpse into thousands of pieces.

"Second Elder, be careful, that kid is a sharp archer"

A mountain guard disciple reminded.

But Zhao Tieniu's chest was full of anger, he couldn't listen to it.

He was infused with mana, and the purple and gold warhammer flashed with lightning, and he jumped off the tower with a vertical leap.

A divine thunder was triggered and made a loud noise.

Almost at the same time, a gorgeous long rainbow flew over, and the vitality of the ten directions was surging and surging, manifesting the image of a giant dragon.

"This is"

Zhao Tieniu's pupils contracted, his muscles tensed instantly, and his hair stood on end.

He flew in the air, bound his hands and feet, and before he could even make a movement of resistance, he was pierced by the bone arrow.

The rumbling city tower was shaken violently, and the three gilded characters of "Wind and Thunder Valley" on the front, and the character "Thunder" in the middle were pierced by bone arrows, and Zhao Tieniu was nailed to it.

The blood was sprayed, dyeing a piece of the city wall red, and the three gilded characters also turned into blood characters.