Chapter 199 Powerful and Xuanwu Measures

Author: Iron Palm Flying on the Grass

Chapter 199 Powerful and Xuanwu Measures

"No matter who you are, don't try to take away my power!"

Xuanwu knelt on the ground with a ferocious face.

The large black robe that was in front of him earlier had been torn into strips and hung messily on his body.

On the surface of his skin, thick veins were exposed.

He seemed to be fighting against some invisible force.

Until then.

After the azure blue texture covering the body gradually fades.

Xuanwu's true appearance suddenly appeared.

He looks like an ordinary middle-aged man.

Apart from his relatively tall body, there is nothing outstanding about him.

The ground beneath him was collapsing inch by inch because it could not withstand the pouring force.

Sudden.

"no no!!"

thump!

Xuanwu fell to the ground again, twitching on the ground.

His arms, tangled with deep muscles, stretched forward, as if he wanted to grab something.

but,

Xuanwu failed to do so in the end.

The expression on his face gradually changed from ferocious to desperate.

at last.

Only endless resentment and anger remain.

"No matter who you are!!"

"If you dare to take away my power, I will kill you badly!!"

It was like a howling from the depths of hell, echoing in the underground caves.

As a bystander, Bai Hu stood silently watching Xuanwu's performance.

Until now, he has no plans to speak out.

Not only that.

The corners of Bai Hu's mouth were slightly raised, with a faint smile on his face.

Seems to be gloating.

However, besides being "sympathetic" to Xuanwu's experience, he was also a little surprised.

Even though he is now one of the Four Saints of the Holy Religion and holds a high position of authority, Bai Hu.

In his many years of practice, he has never seen anything like what happened in just half an hour.

Xuanwu, who had just achieved perfection in the Divine Beast Breathing Technique and successfully gained a large amount of authority.

The power of authority in his body suddenly disappeared.

Bai Hu watched as the power of authority in Xuanwu disappeared bit by bit.

As for the reason.

He was unable to understand, and he did not even see where the power of authority was going.

According to Bai Hu’s guess.

Maybe it's because the "crooked ways" used by Xuanwu caused the power of authority to backfire.

"What a pity, Xuanwu."

"The leader is finally willing to give you a chance to show off."

"With your current strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do it."

Said,

The white tiger was ready to leave Xuanwu's cave.

The leader of the Holy Church never contacts the outside world on weekdays.

And its secluded cave is very hidden and remote.

Baihu planned to report it to the leader before anyone knew about Xuanwu.

Maybe this time the task can fall on me.

When I think of the Holy Cult Leader.

Bai Hu couldn't help but flash a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.

Holy religion.

For White Tiger, it is just an organization that pays attention to its demise.

Now that the tide has dropped, both the Wushu Association and the Wuhan Bureau are growing stronger.

As for the Holy Cult, their source of manpower is those scumbags who slipped away from the hands of the Wuhan Bureau because they committed crimes.

Such an organization will be completely liquidated sooner or later.

But the leader of the holy religion is different.

Only by seeing the opponent's methods with your own eyes can you understand how terrifying the leader of the Holy Cult is.

It would be better to see what will happen to the Holy Religion in the future.

As long as he shows his worth and follows the footsteps of the leader of the Holy Cult.

It’s absolutely unmistakable!

However,

Just as he was about to walk out of the cave.

"etc!"

Behind him, Xuanwu's voice came.

But Bai Hu had no intention of stopping.

Now it has lost its power of authority.

Although Xuanwu can barely be considered a strong man.

But he is no longer worthy of the position of the Four Saints.

At most, they are on par with the strongest one or two among the Twelve Holy Envoys.

Such a weak person.

Bai Hu was too lazy to talk more.

"There is still a chance to get my power back!"

"It's not gone!"

"I can see it, I can feel it, it was taken away!"

tread!

The white tiger stopped.

Looking at the hand holding his ankle.

A coldness flashed across his eyes.

"Let go."

"I'm only talking about this once."

Along with the voice sounded.

The surrounding rocks kept making clanging sounds of metal clashing.

Sparks flew everywhere.

There seemed to be sharp swords that were constantly striking the stone wall.

"As long as you help me regain my power."
To be continued...