The White Tiger, which looks down on everything, is a change that initially formed after the combination of Gao Huan's true meaning of martial arts and vital energy. This is similar to the various light emitted by the use of vital energy. The difference is that there is a trace of Gao Huan's true meaning of martial arts, which can barely form the image of the white tiger.

But this white tiger image has its shape but no spirit. It can only barely help Gao Huan's momentum. There is still a long way to go before the true martial arts.

Although the powerful warrior's true intention was instantly released, shaking Yan Fang's spiritual thought of controlling the Flowing Blade and shocking Yan Fang's soul. However, Yan Fang is a top-grade technician at the end of the day. His soul is solid and he wakes up immediately after being stunned.

Seeing Gao Huan's claws attacking like thunder, Yan Fang, who hated Gao Huan, made a cruel decision. He did not dodge or avoid it, but instead burned his own essence and blood, releasing the powerful magic of the Green Blood Sword.

Yan Fang's eyes turned, and a decisive look appeared. Facing Gao Huan's claws, he pinched his right hand into a sword and pointed it into a finger, and a blood light shone out from his fingertips.

Gao Huan knew something was wrong when he saw Yan Fang's eyes. But the Bluxue Sword was rumored and his speed was extremely fast. Gao Huan could only barely twist his body and avoid the vital points of his heart.

The green blood sword that burns essence and blood is fierce and extremely corrosive, easily piercing through Gao Huan's steel and iron bones, leaving a deep blood hole in Gao Huan's chest. It seemed that the severe burning pain like a barbecue of flames made Gao Huan frown, but the nerves that have been tempered by many battles are as tough as the old bamboo in the snow. Under the stimulation of the severe pain, Gao Huan's attack became even more ruthless.

With a tiger soul, the claws that condensed the power of Gengjin were sharper than swords. The fourth-level Xuanming Water Armor was immediately caught and broken into thousands of splashing water droplets. Gao Huan's ten fingers were all scattered into Yan Fang's chest.

Both of them were flying in flesh and blood, extremely tragic.

"Stop." The law enforcement elder outside the field saw that something was wrong and hurriedly stopped.

But under the severe pain, Yan Fang became even more fierce, her lips slightly opened like a sword of blood. Gao Huan opened her mouth first, and a mouthful of true energy gushed out. The poisonous feather needle hidden in her mouth was urged by the energy, and it shot into Yan Fang's eyebrows like an electric shock.

The poisonous feather needle penetrated through Yan Fang's back, directly blew out the blood hole as big as a fist. Under the powerful penetration force, the red and white plasma sprayed out several feet away.

All Yan Fang's changes in her divine will were instantly over. The fierce divine light in her bright eyes gradually dissipated, her neck softened, and she died on the spot.

Gao Huan stopped and looked at Yan Fang lying on the ground. Yan Fang wanted to kill him, but he also wanted to kill Yan Fang. Yan Fang really thought he would be polite to the rules, so he dared to use his killing moves unscrupulously.

Gao Huan, who was standing upright as a gun, had a blood hole as thick as a wrist on his chest, which almost penetrated Gao Huan's body. Gao Huan was also seriously injured. The blood hole was two more points, which could shatter Gao Huan's heart.

The people watching the game outside the field were silent. A contest turned into a life-and-death battle. The last person died on the spot. The true disciple competed with skills, but no one died for more than ten years. This cruel battle also made everyone alert.

A murderous aura flashed through Yin Yue's eyes. It was outrageous that Wukong really dared to kill people. But with so many heads and elders, it was not Yin Yue's turn to speak.

Several Heavenly First Heads can stop this level of battle. However, there is nothing wrong with the two sides fighting so hard.

Whoever survives is the real winner. Although it is a pity to lose a true disciple, since both sides choose to use a killing move without mercy, I have to bear the consequences of failure.

The teacher is only responsible for preaching and teaching, and is not a nurse who cares for his disciples.

Yan Fang died tragically on the spot. Miaoying didn't blink for a moment, but just whispered: "Baste." This is Miaoying's evaluation of Yan Fang, and it is also the conclusion she made on this matter.

A waste, he will die. What else can I say? Of course, Miaoying will not leave any good impression of Gao Huan. But now she cannot make any conflicts with the Dharma for a small matter. In the future, she will have a chance to deal with Gao Huan.

Ren Yunfei applauded softly and said, "This Wukong Blood is brave, scheming, and vicious. He is just a third-level cultivation level. He can already make martial arts really unexpectedly. He is really a genius!"

After saying the comments, Ren Yunfei said to several other heads: "I think he is seriously injured, so don't continue the competition. When his injury heals, I will send him to the Red Lotus Holy Pond to practice for half a year as a reward."

Except for Miaoying's cold face, the other top leaders nodded and showed no objection.

The law enforcement elders announced the decision of the heads on the spot, and the true disciples below could not suppress the noise.

Gao Huan killed someone, not only did not receive any punishment, but was sent to the Red Lotus Holy Pool. The sect's rewards were so generous that they were so envious that they were crazy.

There are only a few true disciples who have entered the Red Lotus Holy Pool to practice. For all true disciples, entering them is their greatest wish.

Yin Yue and Zhuquetang's true disciples all looked ugly. Although Yan Fang was not very popular, she was the same family. When she faced Gao Huan, she naturally hated the enemy.

At this moment, a deacon disciple carried Gao Huan to the side hall of the ancestor hall.

Gao Huan covered his wound with a strange expression and thoughtful look. A female elder in Xuanwu Hall who was responsible for treating the wounds, whose surname was Mo, looked like a middle-aged beauty. Her eyebrows were very kind and her manners were quiet, and she felt very close to her.

"I'm scared..." Elder Mo said with a smile. "It's okay, it's just hurting the stomach. Don't eat within ten days. Don't fight with anyone." Elder Mo explained while casting spells. A little white light emitted from her fingers, shining on the flesh and blood hole in Gao Huan's chest. The hole healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This spell is called the marrow-pulp finger. It seems powerful, but it is just to stimulate the potential of a person's body. Accelerating healing is a process. It is a very domineering and evil spell. People with weak constitutions cannot afford such a burden at all. But for Gao Huan, speeding up healing by a hundred times will save him a lot of trouble. Moreover, he is full of qi and blood, and this loss is nothing to him.

Gao Huan stood up from the bed and gave a formal thank you to Elder Mo.

Elder Mo laughed, "You are a true disciple of the sect, so don't be so polite." After thinking for a while, he took out a white porcelain bottle and said, "This is the Snow Ginseng Pill, which replenishes qi and nourishes blood. One pill a day, don't use it too much."

"Thank you, Elder Mo." Gao Huan thanked again. Of course, people like Elder Mo would not give elixirs just because of a thank you. Doing so is more optimistic about Gao Huan and expressing a kind of closeness and friendship. But no matter what, Gao Huan is still very grateful.

The competition was not over yet. Gao Huan originally wanted to go to the front to watch the game, but he felt something in his heart and was not feeling well. After Gao Huan thanked Elder Mo, he rested on the bed next to him.

Yan Fang's last blow was extremely powerful. Gao Huan hurriedly avoided his heart, but was pierced by the finger sword. This injury was nothing to Gao Huan, but the bead hidden in the stomach was troubled.

When he was severely injured, Gao Huan could not sense the position of the bead in severe pain. After Elder Mo used his marrow-pulling finger, Gao Huan's flesh and blood were reborn, but he still could not sense the position of the bead.

Lying quietly on the bed, Gao Huan calmed down to sense the situation in his body. Sure enough, the bead disappeared. Gao Huan was shocked. Could it be that the bead was just shattered by the Green Blood Sword? But there were black fine ropes on the beads. Even if the beads were broken, the fine ropes would not be shattered!

The beads that have been worked hard have not yet been studied and understood what their functions have, so they are broken. With Gao Huan's tenacious nerves, he can't help but feel depressed and angry.

I thought it was safe enough to put it in my stomach, but who knew! Gao Huan could only sigh in his heart. This was because he was lucky enough to be in the extreme.

If he could return to his previous situation, Gao Huan would rather give up on his own initiative than use that bead to exchange for an irrelevant victory. As for Yan Fang's life, it would be even less valuable in Gao Huan's eyes.

In four consecutive battles, Gao Huan was not only seriously injured, but also felt very exhausted. After all, Gao Huan's cultivation level was much higher than his when facing his opponents. The final battle was even more dangerous. Life and death were only between the front lines.

When Gao Huan felt the beads disappear, he was extremely disappointed and let go of his worries. As soon as he relaxed, he felt extremely tired. When he closed his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep.

"Junior Brother Wukong, we're leaving." The sound from his ears made Gao Huan wake up from his deep sleep immediately.

Yikong was standing in front of Gao Huan, and said with a smile on his face: "Junior Brother Wukong, you have shown your face this time."

Gao Huan hurriedly stood up and said modestly: "It is still the master's teaching, and it is also the power of the senior brother's guidance."

Yikong smiled slightly, "Junior brother is too modest." Yikong didn't value Gao Huan at first, but since he kicked Sikong, Gao Huan gave him too much surprise. Although his cultivation was not high, he was humble and polite to treat people, but once he took action, he was brave and decisive, ruthless. Moreover, he was extremely cunning.

Today, Gao Huan got the opportunity to enter the Red Lotus Holy Pool to practice. It can be imagined that Gao Huan already has a place in the Dharma image and other heads of the head. As soon as you are empty, you should adjust your attitude towards Gao Huan accordingly.

Almost all the people in the Zushi Hall were exposed, and only the Dharma image had not left yet. When Gao Huan saw it, he hurriedly said, "I have met Master." Gao Huan originally wanted to apologize in panic and say something like forgiveing ​​his disciples for being rude, but when he thought about it, he was afraid that his character would be too much, so he only said one sentence to settle the matter.

The Dharma image nodded indefinitely, "Let's go." As he said that, he turned around and took the lead.

The other disciples did not dare to speak much, and obediently followed the Dharma image and came out of the Wanjia Cave. Several men walked one after another, and Gao Huan walked at the end, but he could always feel that Sikong and others were always looking at him with their own light.

In that gaze, there was jealousy, resentment, and even a little awe.

Sikong was indeed a little awe. Gao Huan kicked him out last time, and Sikong was a great humiliation. But when he looked at it today, he realized that Gao Huan was indeed powerful. Everyone let go of his actions, and he lost most of the time. Sikong regretted offending Gao Huan, but at this time he couldn't speak softly.

Qikong and Shikong all had the same thoughts. Gao Huan suddenly appeared, which made them feel a great threat. But Gao Huan's strength made them afraid.

If possible, a few people were willing to take the opportunity to kill Gao Huan. Unfortunately, they only waited for Gao Huan in person without hesitation, and knew that killing Gao Huan was a delusion.

Although the Dharma Image does not like to speak, his meaning cannot be distorted. If you want to play tricks under the nose of the Dharma Image, you are seeking death.

With their own thoughts, the master and apprentice arrived in front of the yard where the Dharma lived.

The Dharma Image said without looking back: "The five voids are left, you will all be dispersed."

After Yikong and others gave him a gift, he hurried away, leaving only Gao Huan standing behind the Dharma Image. He was surprised in his heart that he didn't know what was wrong with him in the Dharma Image.
Chapter completed!