Chapter 3432 Not Chatting Like This

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Ye Fan's triple disintegrated in an instant, and his sword intent disintegrated double!

Call out a light-refracting sword and shield, directly resisting the white tiger's impact.

But the white tiger immediately drew a sharp arc of light, bypassed it from the side, and launched another attack.

This speed is so fast, it reminds Ye Fan of the Qingqiu Clan's change of things!

Ye Fan used another sword and shield in succession, shaking the white tiger away!

"Haha! That's all the sword god is capable of? Does he only get beaten?"

The white tiger suddenly turned into hundreds of lightning meteors, and thunderbolts descended from all directions and various angles!

Ye Fan was also a little annoyed, this guy was a little unreasonable.

"The great ancient dragon fell to the sky in anger!"

The incomparable green dragon with the combination of blue, gold and black, the dragon soul dives quickly!

"boom!--"

The raging shock wave knocked back all the thunder and lightning!

"Hahaha! Such a strong dragon soul! Can a five-clawed golden dragon use such a powerful Bright Sky Pendant?"

The white tiger regained its original body, staggering, a little stunned, but not angry or scared at all, but very excited.

In fact, Ye Fan was quite surprised, the white tiger was only stimulated mentally, but there was no physical damage.

It can be seen from this that although the white tiger does not have Xuanming's hard shell, its defensive power is not comparable to that of ordinary beasts!

Even the speed of recovery seemed unusual to Ye Fan.

Bai Hu shook his head slightly, and charged towards Ye Fan again.

Limbs are like stepping on fire and lightning, and thunder and light halberds are constantly flashing on the ground!

The sky thunders on the entire battlefield also became extremely dense.

Although Ye Fan can resist the sky thunder head-on, but ten times and a hundred times is enough, if it is dropped thousands of times at once, that is the rhythm of ants killing elephants!

But for the white tiger, Tianlei only strengthened and recovered, and had no effect at all.

"Big white cat! You don't talk about martial arts! This battlefield is in your favor!"

"You came here yourself, don't make excuses!"

"I do!"

Ye Fan wanted to scold his mother, but it seemed that he couldn't speak well, so he could only use some ruthless hands.

"Burning Heaven Dragon King Spear!"

The rain of swords fell all over the sky, and the black and golden streamer was like a meteorite of sword intent that could destroy the world.

The white tiger was forced to retreat, and after resisting more than a dozen dragon king spears, he was confined to an area.

"Shura!"

Ye Fan seized the opportunity and swung his sword. The crescent-shaped sword intention cut a deep gash on the white tiger's chest!

This white tiger has finally won the lottery for the first time!

"Roar!--"

The roar of the sky-shaking tiger spread in all directions.

In a short time, two red lightning bolts and one blue lightning bolt flew from three directions.

Another three white tigers! ?

Ye Fan has known for a long time that the white tiger is the most prosperous race among the four great beasts, but he never expected it to be so dense.

It seems that the White Tiger Divine Beast is the same as the clan, with different bloodlines and realms, and there will be differences between Thunder Beast, Thunder Sha and Thunder God.

However, because Baihu's cultivation base and physical fitness are also different, the level of blood does not mean absolute strength.

"Imperial Sword Intent? Sword God??"

"Bai Ya, why don't you tell us that such a distinguished guest is coming?"

"Yeah, it's too neglectful to treat an emperor-level swordsman like this!"

The three white tigers reprimanded Bai Ya one after another.

Ye Fan was moved, there are still so many kind-hearted big white cats in the world!

"Three, thank you..."

"Roar!--"

Before Ye Fan could say anything, a white tiger with a red thunderbolt had rushed over to bite Ye Fan's head off!

"I!!??……"

Ye Fan's face turned green instantly.

Quickly, a Tianfeng Longying accelerated, and Ye Fan blocked the white tiger with a sword light.

If it wasn't for his fast reaction, his head would have been almost eaten.

"It's my turn!"

The other white thunder tiger descended from the sky, calling out thousands of thunders, which gathered from all directions.

It's like a super funnel, but what leaks down is the current that converges into a sky-reaching river!

"Are you guys going to gang fight!?" Ye Fan asked loudly.

"Who said I want to fight you one-on-one? You can also call someone!"

Bai Ya grinned, and rushed forward.

A white tiger kept dropping thunderbolts in the sky, and three white tigers quickly attacked on the ground.

Ye Fan unleashes his sword to walk around the dragon, and Ye Fan spreads three pairs of sword wings behind his back, turning into a gust of wind, twisting and turning like lightning on the battlefield.

The four big white cats pushed him a little tighter, but it was dangerous and difficult to kill him directly, which was inconsistent with his goal here.

"The sky is full of frost!"

Hundreds of thousands of flying swords blast back and forth across the battlefield at the speed of light!

The piercing sound of black, gold and blue streamers piercing through the air was like the wrath of a god!

"It hurts!"

A few big white cats screamed for pain and felt very happy at the same time!

"Pervert..."

Ye Fan murmured in his heart.

The point is, the recovery efficiency of these white tigers is astonishing, and they can heal quickly even after being hit by his Wushuang sword intent.

"Cats have nine lives. This is the ancestor of cats. I guess life is quite hard..."

Ye Fan murmured to himself in his mind, but going on like this is not an option.

Frost covered the sky only weakened the movement and attack frequency of these white tigers, but could not completely solve them.

Through continuous acceleration, Ye Fan finally found a gap.

The shadow of a sword demon descended suddenly, full of evil and madness.

"Death Chant!"

It was discovered just now that the white tiger's mental attributes were a little weaker.

Ye Fan's thousands of primordial spirits showed their supernatural power, and the shadow of the sword demon seemed to cover the entire Xianchi!

The eyes of the four big white cats opened wide, and they began to retreat, whining in a low voice.

But he was still invaded by this mental shock, and started to roll on the ground, as if he was dying of a headache.

In fact, this effect is already very low damage.

Ordinary divine beasts are probably already frantically killing each other.

Ye Fan heaved a sigh of relief, he could finally get rid of it.

Taking Xiao Jin who has recovered, Ye Fan continued to go deep into the Xianchi.

But just before he ran far, Bai Ya waited for a few white tigers behind him, and chased after him again!

"Sword God! Where are you going? This fight is not over yet!!"

no? Recovery is so fast! ?

Ye Fan was depressed, when a coercion in front of him that shocked his heart suddenly appeared!

"Boom!"

A bolt of white lightning struck a mountain peak.

A white tiger with white-gold lightning flowing all over its head and its hair glowing with metallic luster stood there majestically.

Immediately afterwards, three white tigers with blue lightning heads also landed on both sides.

A thunderous white tiger that followed roared angrily.

"Bai Ya! Presumptuous! Still not stopping!?"

Bai Ya waited for a few others, standing still unwillingly.

"Bai Li, did you come fast enough?"

"Sword God is a distinguished guest of the King of War, how can you do anything wrong in private?" Bai Li reprimanded.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan confirmed his guess, and bowed his hands to the white tiger of Thor's blood.

"It turns out that your Excellency is Bai Zhan, the White Tiger King."

"Sword God, my fellow clansmen are ignorant, don't mind..."

"Haha, it's okay, don't you know each other if you don't fight! King Zhan, I'm here this time..."

Bai Zhan directly interrupted Ye Fan, raised the cat's paw, showed a finger, and shook it.

"Sword God, in our Xianchi, this is not how we chat..."

"ha?"

Bai Zhan's golden eyes danced with lightning, "In Xianchi, we don't like talking... If you want to chat, use your sword..."

Ye Fan's heart collapsed in an instant, do you big white cats have mad cat disease? ?