Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The two mysterious men who appeared out of nowhere died in the hands of the Long Chen brothers. They were so weak that the three brothers did not have to exert much effort to kill them.
Clap, clap, clap.
The sound of applause rang out. Long Chen and the others looked towards the source of the sound and were shocked by what they saw.
"These three are really powerful," the man said as he clapped for Long Chen and the others.
The man who spoke was the man who was being chased by the two mysterious men. They did not expect him to stand up again with a strange smile on his face.
"All of this is just a show put on by the three of you, right?" Long Chen said as he saw through the encounter. "That's right. I saw you guys standing in the air from afar. In order to catch you guys off guard, I cooperated with the two of them. I didn't expect that not only did I not find a chance to attack you guys, but I also didn't expect that the two of them would be so easily defeated by you guys.
Well, I'm bored of crawling, so I can only clap for you guys, "the strange man said as he put his hands behind his back.
"Be careful, this man is not simple." Long Chen's intuition told him that the strange man in front of him was very dangerous, so he reminded everyone.
"Hahaha, the strength of the three of you is really beyond my expectations." The strange man laughed, turned around and slowly left, leaving Long Chen and the others behind.
"You guys, I, The Smiling Tiger, will wait for you guys to become stronger before I come back. Hahaha, I'm going to play with the other ants of Hong Meng Polar Region." The strange man disappeared into the void, and no one was able to catch any trace of him.
Moreover, the strange man did not have his aura wherever he went. He was like a lonely ghost, terrifying and strange.
After confirming that the strange man had left, Long Chen led the others and quickly left the place, running a long distance away.
"That man is not simple. I don't understand what he said or did. The people of Lin Meng Polar Region are too strange." Long Yuan said. The strange man gave him a very strange feeling. "Lin Meng Ji, The Smiling Tiger. According to my estimation, his strength is at least on the eighth level of Hong Meng Tian Jing." Long Mu was also alarmed. His heart was in his throat just now. If the strange man intended to attack, they would not be able to escape.
All of them would die here.
Perhaps the strange man saw Long Chen and the others' future talents, so he let them go.
"In the future, when our strength increases, he will still find us. At that time, we will still have a fierce battle with him, but at least we are safe for now." Long Chen said, and let everyone stay here to observe the general situation of the small Spirit World.
Because the six of them were on a relatively high cliff, they could overlook a large area of the small Spirit World and find the tribes in the polar region of Hong Meng.
"This time, Lin Meng has sent some strong cultivators here. This time, the competition will be fierce." Long Chen said to everyone. There was only a month before the small Spirit World closed. In another month, they would be able to return to the polar region of Hong Meng.
However, Long Chen always felt that it was impossible for this last month to end quickly. Perhaps, something unimaginable would happen.
At least, it had not happened yet.
"I found a few interesting combat ants." The Smiling Tiger said as he walked, as if he was talking to the air. "Is that so? First, settle the matter of the small Spirit World as soon as possible. Once these combat ants are fattened up, they will not be able to escape from the palm of The Smiling Tiger. However, if you do not handle this matter well, you know the consequences. "A man's voice came from the air.
The man's voice was full of dignity.
"Understood, Pagoda Master Zhu Ziyin." The Smiling Tiger said and disappeared into the void again.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of more than ten rogue cultivators in the polar region of Hong Meng.
"Save me." The Smiling Tiger pretended to be seriously injured and fell to the ground.
The rogue cultivators helped The Smiling Tiger up and fed him pills.
However, The Smiling Tiger suddenly opened his eyes. At that moment, everyone was enveloped by a terrifying pressure, unable to move.
Then, they watched as The Smiling Tiger easily killed their companions one by one. Blood spurted everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, this place had become a burial ground.
The Smiling Tiger licked the blood that had yet to dry at the corner of his mouth. Then, he took a step forward and disappeared into the void, heading to his next target.
Not long after The Smiling Tiger left this place, a white figure landed. It was Old Master Yunshu.
Old Master Yunshu was trying his best to track down The Smiling Tiger. Only now did he know that Lin Meng Polar Region had sent two strong cultivators, The Smiling Tiger and Wang Zheng.
They were a strong enemy for Hong Meng Polar Region. If they wanted to defeat these two, they would have to rely on the strongest cultivators in Hong Meng Polar Region, Yun Chi Luo and Old Master Yunshu.
Therefore, in order to prevent Hong Meng Polar Region from suffering too many losses, the Old Master Yunshu wanted to stop The Smiling Tiger, a bloodthirsty tiger.
"It hasn't been long, but I'm not far from him. If I work harder, I'll definitely be able to find him." Old Master Yunshu sensed the aura here. There were several rogue cultivators' corpses at his feet. The blood had yet to dry, and it was obvious that they had been killed not long ago.
Old Master Yunshu couldn't care less about the pain in his heart. He disappeared from where he was and chased after The Smiling Tiger's figure with all his might.
However, when Old Master Yunshu reached the place where the aura was the thickest, it was another bloody place. One of the cultivators was still breathing. When he saw Old Master Yunshu, he wanted to say something, but his throat was already cut.
Within a few seconds, the cultivator died. However, Yunshu knew that The Smiling Tiger was right in front of him.
He didn't care about anything else. He rushed forward at full speed. He stopped at the place where the aura was the thickest for a second. When he saw that The Smiling Tiger wasn't there, he stopped looking at the bloody place and continued to move forward.
If he didn't stop him, The Smiling Tiger would really kill all the cultivators in Hong Meng Polar Region and all the major tribes.
Currently, only Old Master Yunshu had the ability to stop him.
Finally, Old Master Yunshu saw all the bloody places around him. After traveling for dozens of miles with all his might, he saw The Smiling Tiger who had just killed the last cultivator.
"I've finally caught up to you. The Smiling Tiger, I trust you've been well since we last met," Old Master Yunshu said with a sharp tone.
The Smiling Tiger, whose back was facing him, turned around. His mouth was stained with blood. He stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked the thick blood on his lips. A greedy expression appeared on his face.
"Old Master Yunshu, I wonder how the blood on the eighth floor of Hong Meng Tian Jing tastes." The Smiling Tiger seemed to be possessed. There was only blood in his eyes. He kept licking the blood on his lips. "Thug, you've killed so many people in Hong Meng Polar Region. Today, I, Yunshu, will enforce justice on behalf of the heavens and get rid of you, you bloodthirsty tiger!" Yunshu shouted angrily and unleashed his strength. The sky seemed to darken as a loud boom sounded.
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