The Swordsman who started from Baicaotang

Chapter 330 Spring and Autumn Cicadas

Two white tigers.

Ten thousand feet tall.

One was filled with demonic energy, its aura weakened, its face showing signs of defeat. The other was full of divine charm, its entire body brimming with murderous aura, like a reincarnated god of death.

By the time everyone arrived, Bai Ling had already noticed. It seemed that all her plans had failed, and it was time for her to leave.

I feel unfair!

It is a true White Tiger God with pure White Tiger bloodline, but it is no match for Huang Feng's White Tiger killing nerves.

Who is the real White Tiger?

Could it be that, as Huang Feng said, it only had the form of a white tiger but not its spirit?

The form of the white tiger cannot defeat the spirit of the white tiger.

Once they started fighting, they were always at a disadvantage.

It's incomprehensible and unimaginable.

At this moment, Bai Ling obviously had no time to think too much, it had to leave.

Call ~

Bai Ling transformed into a humanoid form and crushed a tiger fang she had worn for a long time. A vortex appeared out of nowhere, and a white tiger claw emerged from it. It grew with the wind, and in an instant, it had become tens of thousands of feet long.

A huge shadow loomed, carrying with it endless demonic energy that seemed to be about to topple the sky.

"not good!"

"This is the Demon Saint!"

"Disperse quickly!"

Bai Ling still has the life-saving means given by the Demon Saint, no wonder it dares to enter the human territory.

Boom!

The white tiger's giant claws fell down like a falling meteorite, with explosions and screams all around, and the space cracked like a falling lens.

After a loud bang, the vortex in the void disappeared and Bai Ling's figure disappeared.

"Roar!"

The white tiger roared angrily, and then rushed away with gusts of wind and waves, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

That's the direction of Nanzhou.

I guess Huang Feng has returned to Nanzhou. As for his current condition, I'm afraid no one knows.

Zhao Wuji was about to chase after him, but was stopped by Ji Jichang.

"No need to chase!"

"The Sect Master is probably in poor condition. If the imperial court discovers his whereabouts, the consequences will be disastrous. We will return to defend the city, calm the people, and wait for the Sect Master to appear."

"Master Ji's words are wise and insightful, and I admire them. Friends of Huangquan Tower, we bid farewell now."

After finishing speaking, Ji Jichang, Li Qingya and the others transformed into streaks of light, passing through layers of void and flew away.

Only two judges, Red Sword and Giant Axe, are left here.

The two of them were stunned for a long time and did not come back to their senses.

"Chijian, Lord Yan is dead, what should we do?"

Lord Yan possessed unparalleled ambition and immense combat power. His sudden death has left Huangquan Tower leaderless. Now, Huangquan Tower needs to elect a new Lord Yan, a fateful battle.

After a moment's thought, the Red Sword Judge replied, "In your opinion, who among the five of us is qualified to take on the position of Lord Yama?"

There were six Semi-Saints in Huangquan Tower. Now that Lord Yan was dead, only five Semi-Saints remained. All five were Judges, and their combat abilities were comparable.

"To be honest, none of the four of you can defeat me. Of course, even if you team up, I still can't deal with you."

"One word!"

"No matter which of you becomes the King of Hell, I won't accept it!"

"Great Axe, even if you are the King of Hell, I will not submit!"

"Ha ha……"

"That's natural."

"It's a pity that Huang Feng is not from our Huangquan Tower. If he were to become the King of Hell, I would be completely convinced."

"It may not be possible!"

"Back then, the Holy Child wasn't a member of Huangquan Tower, and he eventually became the King of Hell. Now that we've fallen out with the imperial court, if Fang Longyun attacks again, I'm afraid our lives will be in jeopardy."

"You mean joining the Tiansheng Sect? Even if we both agree, I'm afraid the people under us won't agree, and they won't approve of this."

"We've spent most of our lives hiding in the dark. Shouldn't we stand in the sunlight now? There's really no point in living a life in secret."

"talk later."

"Perhaps Huang Feng is still unwilling to join us, and we are just wishful thinking."

"Let's go."

The sky is dark and gloomy.

Everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened. Only the smell of blood filled the air, and the bodies falling from the sky seemed to tell of the tragic battle that had just taken place.

Southern State.

In the desolate valley, the wind is cold and biting.

A sharp cicada chirp sounded in the valley, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered together, quickly forming a ball of spiritual light, which exuded a rich vitality.

Not long after, a figure emerged from the crowd. He looked like a young man, handsome, with bright eyes, a calm demeanor, and a temperament far beyond his years.

When he raised his eyes, they were filled with determination, and an air of kingship rose from him.

There are stars falling in his eyes, and his eyebrows are as sharp as knives.

Call ~

A white tiger came galloping over, its body shrinking and disappearing between his eyebrows. In an instant, its powerful aura continued to rise, seemingly endless and without end.

All things are subdued and bow down.

In less than an incense stick of time, Huang Feng returned to the semi-saint realm and reached the pinnacle of his cultivation. He cultivated again, and his cultivation seemed to have improved a lot.

Without the Spring and Autumn Gu, he wouldn't have been able to escape from Fang Longyun. Without half a bottle of Life-Sacred Water, his cultivation wouldn't have recovered so quickly.

In just less than half a day, he returned to the peak of his cultivation.

In short, I, Hu Hansan, am back again.

After his cultivation level recovered, Huang Feng took out a few pieces of clothing from his storage bag, put them on, and was about to head to Nanzhou Prefecture City when his stomach suddenly rumbled like thunder.

This was the first time he had felt this hungry in all these years. It was probably because he had just started practicing as an ordinary person, and his body hadn't yet adapted.

Forget it.

There were a few houses a few dozen miles away, so I decided to have a meal there to satisfy my hunger.

Huang Feng's mind moved, and he disappeared into the valley.

In the blink of an eye, we arrived at a thatched cottage, surrounded by a simple fence and with a small courtyard in the middle. Smoke rose from the cottage, and I could almost smell the fragrance of cooking.

The sun sets in the west and night slowly approaches.

at this time.

A burly man carrying a hoe and humming an unknown tune was walking towards this side.

"Yo?"

"An honorable person has come today."

The man looked at a man in brocade clothes standing in front of the door, and immediately quickened his pace, put down the hoe on his shoulder, and saluted with his fists.

"Brother, you are joking."

"I am but a wandering wanderer, unworthy of the title of a noble. It is late today, and I am hungry. I am passing by this precious place, and I would like to invite you..."

Before Huang Feng finished speaking, the man immediately replied:

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."

"My wife is cooking. It's just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks. I'm afraid the simple food of the country folk may not suit your taste."

"You are too polite, brother. I am not a rich man who lives in luxury. As long as I can fill my stomach, that's all I need."

"Uh-huh……"

The man nodded continuously, looked at Huang Feng's face carefully, and forgot to answer for a moment.

"Brother, is there something on my face?"

"No no!"

"You are handsome, a rare sight in the world. But you look like someone to me, and the more I look at you, the more similar I feel."

"Like?"

"Young Master is very similar to our Sect Leader. He will surely become a world-famous hero in the future."

"Brother, you're joking. As far as I know, Sect Leader Huang has never left the city. How could you possibly know what he looks like?"

"Young Master, you must not be from Nanzhou. We in Nanzhou have a portrait of the Sect Master in every home. If you don't believe me, I'll take you there to see. You and the Sect Master do look very similar."

The man pushed open the fence and ushered Huang Feng into the house. Turning around, he saw a portrait hanging on the wall, and below it was an incense burner with three thin incense sticks inserted.

"Sir, take a look."

"You look so much like the Sect Master. The eyes, the eyebrows, the expression, it's like you were cast from the same mold."