Song Hezi did not let go of Xiao Ya's hand, but looked at Wang Hu with a gleam in his eyes, and said: "Your name is Wang Hu? Which Wang Hu?"

"Well!" Wang Hu took a preliminary look at the old man with white beard and hair. His skin was as delicate as a baby's. At the same time, he could feel an unfathomable power on his body. This made Wang Hu feel shocked. He had just

After breaking through the innate realm, why did the sky change first and then meet an unfathomable master?

"Wang Hu, stop blocking the road and run quickly. Didn't you see that senior is leading the two of us to escape?" Zhang Wuliang's mind was spinning very fast. He knew that Xiang Jia and Wang Hu had a grudge, so he must have

I also told Song Hezi, the patron saint of the Xiang family, that I was afraid of a conflict between the two of them, so I quickly shouted.

Song Hezi looked at Wang Hu with an expressionless face, and was also extremely surprised in his heart. It was so similar, so similar. The most incredible thing was that this young man also contained a terrifying power in his body, which made people

Unable to figure out the truth, from the young man's shining eyes, Song Hezi

It can be felt that he has seen through his face. This can only be seen clearly by at least a warrior in the innate realm. It can be seen that this young man named Wang Hu must be an innate warrior, but he has such practice at his age.

, which makes people feel too incredible.

"Escape?" Wang Hu looked stunned. Could it be that this old man was not holding the two of them hostage, but leading them to escape. However, this old man's strength was unfathomable. What could happen that would make him run for his life? Could it be an avalanche?

No, I will be able to withstand the avalanche when I reach Dzogchen the day after tomorrow. This old man will not be so weak.[

After thinking about it like this, Song Hezi also hesitated for a moment, wanting to make sure that Wang Hu was the Wang Hu that Xiang Jia said.

"Roar~" A sharp scream sounded, followed by a gust of wind and snow, and a snow-white tiger appeared in the forest to the left of Wang Hu and the others.

As soon as Song Hezi saw the white tiger, his expression suddenly became very ugly. Of course, only Wang Hu could see this expression.

Wang Hu also stared at the white tiger in shock. From its body, one could feel a very fierce aura, and its eyes were red. Except for some black markings, the whole body was white and had large bones.

, at least twice the size of an ordinary tiger, it can be described as a giant tiger.

How could such a rare white tiger appear in such a place? Wang Hu couldn't bear to think about it. From his aura, he felt that this white tiger was full of strong hostility towards their group.

Wang Hu carefully looked at the white tiger that appeared out of nowhere. He always had a strange feeling in his heart, as if this was not a real white tiger, but the substance-like aura made him confirm that this was indeed not an illusion.

"This evil beast, I didn't expect it to transform in seventy years. It's really hateful!"

The so-called magic weapon refers to an object with special abilities that has been developed through some special means. The white tiger in front of me is none other than the magic weapon Song Hezi used seventy years ago, but he didn't expect it.

, In the Mount Everest, spiritual veins gathered together, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was unknown. After more than a century, this damaged magic weapon was not only intact, but also independently generated spiritual consciousness.

When refining this magic weapon, Song Hezi killed seven or forty-nine white tigers, used their essence and blood, and used purple gold, mithril, deep sea black iron, and other upper mineral materials to refine it.

It took ninety-nine and eighty-one days to successfully refine this tiger soul sword, but since

After the battle that year, the sword was damaged, and therefore, Song Hezi's spiritual imprint on the sword was erased. Song Hezi was seriously injured that year, so in order to prevent the sword from being snatched by his enemies, he hurriedly

Hiding here, and then escaping to Zijin Temple, seventy years passed in a blink of an eye.

After seventy years of aura nurturing, the Tiger Soul Divine Sword already possesses the breath of life. As early as a century ago, it has successfully evolved from a superior magical weapon to a legendary spiritual weapon.

The spiritual weapon can then take form, and in the memory of the Tiger Soul Divine Sword, there is only hatred and killing, because it is made from the essence and blood of forty-nine white tigers as the main material, and it is born with endless power.

Resentment, coupled with the fact that Songhezi had held it to kill for many years, the evil spirit on it was also very strong.

Song Hezi recuperated from his injuries for seventy years and had just recovered eight percent of his strength. He remembered the magic weapon he had refined back then, so he walked out of Kyoto and wanted to come to Mount Everest to retrieve the magic weapon. And in these seventy years, about Kyoto

He rarely understood the changes outside the country, so he found a follower like Zhang Wuliang to lead the way.

"Roar~" The Tiger Soul Divine Sword let out a thunderous roar at Song Hezi, and the evil energy on his body became more like substance. It came out majesticly and forced Song Hezi, but it had those who died in its memory.

The short memory of the forty-nine white tigers before they died was that Song Hezi brutally killed one white tiger after another, so the Tiger Soul Divine Sword chased and killed Song Hezi as soon as he saw it.

It can be said that the Tiger Soul Divine Sword has now evolved into a kind of existence similar to that of a goblin. Song Hezi has been recuperating for more than seventy years. Apart from some elixirs refined in his spare time, he has nothing else on his body, even if it is a profound

With his martial arts skills, if he wanted to compete with a monster like the Tiger Soul Divine Sword that had evolved into a spiritual weapon, he would probably suffer a big loss. He didn't want to spend another seventy years recuperating from his injuries, otherwise he would never have a chance to win the championship again.

It's a higher level of martial arts.

After Wang Hu heard the roar, he walked aside silently. He could use the internal energy notes to understand the white tiger's roar, "Grandson, accept your fate!" The general meaning was this, and it was obvious that it was directed at that person.

The old man with white beard and hair left, it has nothing to do with him, so just calm down and don't cause trouble.

"Hey, you evil beast, don't be so arrogant. Don't think that in the past seventy years, you have become more capable and you can yell at me. Today, I will let you see how powerful I am!" Song Hezi saw that he was really scared now.

Unable to hide, he had no choice but to burst out with a strong fighting spirit, and with one stroke of his hands, Xiao Ya and

Zhang Wuliang and the two threw them towards where Wang Hu was. The intention was very obvious, asking Wang Hu to protect these two people. He held the whisk in his hand and shook it lightly, and a thunderbolt sound sounded, but
Chapter completed!