"Tan Hu!" Meng Wu roared and punched with both fists. A tiger silhouette appeared and shot toward Chu Li.
The old man, Zhu Qingyou, glided to Tan Hu's side and quickly tapped his fingers. He took out a jade bottle and poured out a white pill to stuff into Tan Hu's mouth. Then, he carried Tan Hu and glided away, disappearing without a trace.
Chu Li swung his blade again and did not dodge the tiger silhouette.
A cold glint flashed and appeared behind Meng Wu.
This blade was an eight-level Light Blade while Tan Hu's was only a six-level Light Blade.
The tiger silhouette crashed into the rockery next to him and exploded with a "bang", sending several stones flying.
Meng Wu staggered and stared at Chu Li in disbelief with his eyes wide open.
Chu Li picked up a flying blade and shook it. He scoffed. "My Light Blade has reached the seventh level. You guys are just courting death!"
"You …" Meng Wu lowered his head to look at his chest and saw a trace of blood.
He quickly tapped his fingers and took a deep breath. His face quickly withered and many wrinkles appeared. It was as if he had aged a few decades in a single breath. His aura became weak and he looked like an old man with one foot in the grave.
Chu Li raised his eyebrows. This was a secret skill that seemed similar to the Life and Death Scripture. It could suppress one's heartbeat and slow down one's blood flow like an animal in hibernation.
Chu Li appeared in front of him and waved the flying blade. "Meng Wu, did you think this day would come when you wanted to kill me?"
"Zhao Dahe, if you kill me, you should know the consequences!" Meng Wu said slowly in a weak voice.
He was extremely weak and could not fight. This was the price of using the secret skill.
Chu Li curled his lips and scoffed. "Consequences? You wanted to kill me. If I didn't have the Light Blade, I would've been killed by you! "
"If you kill me, the White Tiger Sect won't stop until they kill you!" Meng Wu scoffed.
Chu Li smiled. "Alright, I'd like to see how the White Tiger Sect won't stop!"
After saying that, he punched out fiercely.
"Bang!" The Divine Light Fist was so powerful that Meng Wu flew backward and crashed into the stone lion.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and the wound on his chest was bleeding.
Chu Li threw another punch.
"Roar …" Zhu Qingyou suddenly appeared in front of Meng Wu and threw a punch with his right hand.
Bang! There was an explosion and Chu Li took a step back. The fist force collided and turned into a tremendous force that forced him to take a step back to neutralize it.
However, Zhu Qingyou did not take a step back. He punched with both fists, and a tiger silhouette appeared. It was clear and agile, as if it was a white tiger that had come to life. It instantly appeared in front of Chu Li.
Chu Li did not dodge or evade. Instead, he shot out his blade.
Bang! Struck by the tiger's shadow, he felt as if a giant hammer had smashed into his heart. He found it difficult to breathe, his vision darkened, and he almost fainted.
Zhu Qing's shoulder was bleeding, and he dodged the flying knife at the critical moment.
The White Tiger Killing Skill and the Light Blade had their own advantages and disadvantages. The White Tiger Killing Skill was extremely fast, and it could be moved at will to track the opponent. The Light Blade was even faster, but it could not change its direction to track the opponent.
It seemed like the White Tiger Killing Skill was superior, but the power of the White Tiger Killing Skill was weaker. Even if one was hit, it would not be fatal if the difference in skill was not too big. The Light Blade would be fatal as long as it hit a vital point.
However, for the White Tiger Sect, which was one of the four major sects, even if they were shot in a vital spot, they would still be able to survive with the help of a pill and recover.
"Bang!" Chu Li was hit by the White Tiger Killing Skill again. At the same time, a cold lightning shot at Zhu Qing's other shoulder.
Since both of his shoulders were injured, the White Tiger Killing Skill could not be performed as quickly.
Chu Li used his strong recovery ability and swung his left hand before the White Tiger Killing Skill could reach him.
Zhu Qing kept changing his position to prevent Chu Li from hitting him, just like how people in the past would dodge bullets.
Chu Li circulated the Nature Restoration Manifestation in his mind. After two attacks, it was enough for him to predict. A cold light appeared in his left hand at Zhu Qing's chest. At the same time, his right hand flashed. To avoid the flying knife from his left hand, Zhu Qing dodged and the flying knife from his right hand shot at the center of his chest.
Zhu Qing looked down at his chest in disbelief.
He had experienced the Light Blade before, so he knew that the way to restrain it was to keep moving and move irregularly. He had to fly randomly so that his opponent would not be able to aim at him. He could not wait for the flying knife to be shot before he could dodge it.
His Light-body Technique was excellent, and he could change his position extremely quickly. Initially, he thought that the flying knife would not hit him, but he did not expect to be hit.
Chu Li swung his knife again. This time, he used Flying Snow and shot it at his throat.
Then, he strode toward him and cut off his head with his sword.
He reached out to summon the flying knife that had fallen to the ground and shook it. Instantly, it was as clean as new and there was not a single drop of blood on it.
Meng Wu and Tan Hu did not escape the fate of being decapitated. Their heads were separated from their bodies and they could not be more dead.
Chu Li stood in front of the Roaring Tiger Clan and laughed. "Awesome! Awesome! White Tiger Sect people, come again if you're not afraid of death. I'll be waiting for you! "
After he said that, he strode away.
The people of the Roaring Tiger Clan watched helplessly. They kept quiet out of fear and did not dare to make a sound.
— —
A towering mountain was shrouded in clouds. Above the clouds, the mountain peak was covered in ice and snow. It was crystal clear and looked dreamy.
At the peak of the mountain formed by ice and snow, there was a row of magnificent palaces that shone brilliantly under the sun. It looked like the residence of a celestial being.
In the middle of the hall, it was brightly lit.
The Saint, Sun Mingyue, was sitting behind a desk in the middle of the hall and going through dossiers.
She wore a snow-white gown and a white veil that covered her face, revealing her beautiful almond-shaped eyes. She looked elegant and graceful just by sitting there.
Li Ruolan, who wore a bluish-white gown, gracefully entered the hall and curtsied. "Saint, there's news from Gale City. Zhao Dahe killed Tan Hu, Meng Wu, and Zhu Qingyou."
Sun Mingyue looked up.
Li Ruolan replied, "It should be."
"He killed two of the Eight Grand Elders?" Sun Mingyue asked.
Li Ruolan nodded. "His Light Blade has been cultivated to the eighth level. I'm afraid that the people of the White Tiger Sect never expected to encounter such a Light Blade."
Sun Mingyue nodded.
The Light Blade was one of the antique studies of the Holy Church of Light. It was powerful but the highest level it could be performed in front of outsiders was only the sixth level. She had never performed the Light Blade in front of anyone.
The power of the eighth level of the Light Blade was worlds apart from the sixth level. The Light Blade was faster and more powerful. The White Tiger Power could not block it, so it was only natural that it was defeated by Zhao Dahe.
"My Saint, Zhao Dahe is in danger now!" Li Ruolan frowned.
Two elders and a youth champion had died. Tan Hu might be the future sect leader of the White Tiger Sect. How could the White Tiger Sect not go crazy?
They must kill Zhao Dahe no matter what. Otherwise, the White Tiger Sect would lose all its dignity.
"He has the Light Blade to protect him. It's fine," the Saint said.
Li Ruolan quickly said, "My Saint, the Light Blade isn't invincible. They were caught off guard earlier. Now that they're prepared, they can put on their armor or take out their shields. The Light Blade will be weakened. If they attack again, Zhao Dahe will be in danger."
No matter how powerful the Light Blade was, it could not bend. As long as one had a top-notch shield, even if it could not completely block the Light Blade, they could still kill Zhao Dahe as long as they did not die.
No matter how powerful Zhao Dahe's Light Blade was, his cultivation level had not reached its peak. If the masters of the White Tiger Sect attacked at the same time, they could definitely kill Zhao Dahe with the White Tiger Killing Skill.
"What do you have in mind?" Sun Mingyue asked.
Li Ruolan said, "Why don't we ask Zhao Dahe to retreat?"
Sun Mingyue glanced at her. "Have you fallen for him?"
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