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Lin Mu was not surprised at all about being shaken away by a white tiger punch. If a white tiger beast two levels higher than him did not have such strength, Lin Mu would feel extremely disappointed.

However, Lin Mu practiced the Heavenly Defeat. His body was tempered by the cold jade bed, washed away by the long-term erosion of the sun, and baptized by the Qilin essence and blood and the original blood of the Vermillion Bird Wings. He was already extremely powerful. Although he was shocked by the white tiger's punch and half of his body felt sour and numb, the Heavenly Defeat was free to operate, and the sour and numb feeling disappeared instantly.

roar!

Lin Mu let out a roar and rushed to the battlefield again. Suddenly, he punched the tiger fist and combined with the Pure Yang Domineering Art to shoot out a strong and strong wind and rushed towards the White Tiger.

"I didn't see it, I'll have two more tricks."

The white tiger's eyes lit up and showed a look of surprise. If it were just a normal half-step martial emperor, he would probably be killed directly. Even the geniuses in the holy land would have to be killed half-death, while Lin Mu was just knocked away, but he was not affected at all and flew back.

The white tiger's aura shook again, and the tiger power that was as solid as the essence was perfectly presented. Although he had not moved yet, the perfect tiger king posture made Lin Mu's eyes lit up, and he secretly moved the tiger-slim style and quickly imprinted it.

"I don't believe you can catch my three punches."

The white tiger roared and his fists danced. Outside his body, a magical and powerful white tiger appeared in a shadow. It was a noble white tiger that made the heaven and earth surrender. The white tiger held its arrogant head high and was like a god. Lin Mu dared not miss any moment, and in the sea of ​​consciousness that perfectly imprinted every posture of the white tiger. At this moment, in his sea of ​​consciousness, pictures were flashing, and each picture was very coherent, as if there was a real white tiger jumping.

boom!

Baihu collided with Lin Mu with another punch. The Chunyang Hurricane condensed by the Pure Yang Domineering Art was completely torn apart by his punch. Lin Mu was shocked and trembled all over and flew out again, and his breath was shaking.

Hiss ~

Lin Mu took a deep breath. The white tiger was so terrifying. If he was not promoted to the Martial Emperor, he would not be his opponent at all. However, the vibration of his body could not match his excitement at this moment. Purple aura from one hundred and eleven acupoints surged out, quickly helping him recover from his weak injuries. However, he flew back again and attacked the white tiger.

"Hmph! Second punch."

Bai Hu was also angry. He didn't expect that Lin Mu was so difficult to deal with, and could block his two punches without any trouble. In his opinion, fighting with him with a half step was already a humiliation to him.

Boom...

The air waves around the white tiger exploded directly, and the endless storm was rolling, and the phantom of the white tiger outside his body became increasingly substantial. The endless tiger's momentum was turning over and over, and the sky was about to give the same hole.

This second punch almost merges all the power of the White Tiger. All the tiger power and tiger power are blended together, not just the power of thousands of pounds, but also the domineering spirit of the power to drive the mountain everywhere.

"Damn, this guy is really strong."

Zhou Ao couldn't help but curse. Ye Lisan on the side didn't say anything, but his eyes were shining, and he did not hide his fighting spirit. His current cultivation level in the early stage of the Martial Emperor, the strength of the gods and demons was unimaginable. If he faced the White Tiger, it was unknown who would win or lose. However, the White Tiger was one level higher after all, and had a great advantage.

"It's over, Senior Brother Lu Yuan is no match at all."

Li Xiangzi was full of worries.

"Why is Brother Lu Yuan so obsessed with his state? He is obviously not an opponent, but he is so eager to fight with Baihu."

The cold wind is unsolvable.

In the sky, Lin Mu used the Pure Yang Domineering Art to the extreme, and secretly did not forget to move the Tiger-Style at all times. He wanted to have the most extreme collision with the White Tiger. Only in this way can the White Tiger show a more perfect Tiger-Style.

Boom...

The world trembled, and the second punch of the White Tiger collided with Lin Mu. This punch was twice as powerful as the previous punch. The majestic aura of the divine beast and the Pure Yang Domineering Art were simply unable to resist. Countless hurricanes were torn apart, and Lin Mu was knocked away again.

Puff ~

This time, Lin Mu was shocked very much. He suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and the momentum in his body began to scatter. The distance backward was twice as far as before.

"White Tiger, stop making trouble."

Yuwenhao looked worried about Lin Mu, and couldn't help but say loudly. A discerning person could tell at a glance that there was no way to fight this battle. The two of them were not of the same level. If they continued to fight, Lin Mu would have to be beaten to death.

"Elder Yuwen, this is a battle platform. Even if it is not a life-and-death battle, it will take until that guy admits defeat before he can end. The rules of the holy land, if you go to the battle platform, you will have to decide the outcome. Even if you are an elder, you cannot break the rules. I will stop unless Lu Yuan personally admits defeat and fulfills his promise."

Baihu looked cold and arrogant. He was now at the peak of arrogance and would not give anyone any face.

"Lu Yuan, admit defeat, it's not embarrassing to lose to Baihu."

Yuwen Hao looked at Lin Mu, he didn't know about Lin Mu's previous bet with Baihu.

"Come again."

Surprisingly, Lin Mu ignored Yu Wenhao at all. His aura was shook again, his eyes were red, and he rushed towards the battle platform again. Everyone could feel the crazy martial arts aura from him.

After interrupting the battle, not to mention Baihu disagrees, Lin Mu was the first to be unwilling to do so. He hadn't met such a relaxing battle for a long time. Such a strong opponent made his entire battle blood boil. Moreover, Fuhu style is at the most critical moment. He wants to rely on this to be promoted to the Martial Emperor. Whoever stops him is to be unable to get over it.

"Good boy, I didn't expect you to be so kind. I don't believe you can block my third punch."

Baihu was also extremely moved. Although he had not used any martial arts so far and did not use any talented magical powers, his attack that merged all his strength could already destroy the world. What surprised him was that this Green Yuan was so tough that he was just half a step to block his attacks again and again.

Roar ~

This time, a substantial white tiger rushed out of the white tiger's body, and roared to the sky. The endless sound waves were like the substance, causing layers of ripples in the void, shaking the earth.

"What a perfect tiger roar."

Seeing this, Lin Mu was ecstatic and there was no slightest retardation. He was afraid of missing any moment, so he quickly used the Tiger Style to imprint it. When this Tiger Style that was sarcastic and proud of the world was imprinted, Lin Mu seemed to have reached a certain rhythm and began to jump violently. At this moment, the Tiger Style finally underwent substantial changes.

The third punch, the white tiger's fist, turned into a huge tiger claw, and the power burst out was three times stronger than the second punch.

"What? Is this guy going to kill Lu Yuan?"

"It's too strong and can't be shaken at all. Why is this Green Yuan worth? He's simply a moth to the flame."

"This is the power of the divine beast. If I face this punch, I'm afraid I'll be beaten to pieces."

Everyone was moved. The White Tiger was too strong to match. Everyone in Tianya Pavilion became nervous. Li Xiangzi and Rong Xin had already held their breath. Li Xiaoyao kept shaking his head. Han Yufeng and Xiang Tianhui trusted Lin Mu very much, but they could not stop their worries at this moment. Even Zhou Ao and Ye Lisan showed a hint of worry.

"bring it on."

Lin Mu's black hair fluttered like a waterfall. He shouted loudly. The crazy aura seemed to be going crazy to the end. The Pure Yang Domineering Art turned into countless Pure Yang hurricanes, wrapping him tightly inside. He rushed towards the White Tiger with a look of looking at death.

boom……

This was the most primitive and direct collision, without a trace of fancy, Lin Mu's eyes shone brightly, and his eyes were frozen at the moment when the White Tiger's punch finally hit him. The White Tiger's most perfect attacking posture was imprinted in the sea of ​​consciousness. This was the move he was waiting for.

To improve the Tiger Relief Style, you do not need to visualize the martial arts and natural magical powers of the White Tiger Divine Beast, but to visualize the posture of the White Tiger Divine Beast, the power of the Tiger King who is arrogant in the world and the domineering aura of the king, perfectly displayed when the White Tiger angrily punches the third punch.

Bang!

Without any surprise, all Lin Mu's attacks seemed vulnerable under Baihu's punch, and were shattered. Baihu's punch hit him, knocking Lin Mu away again like a sandbag.

Click...

Everyone heard a sound of bone breaking, and their hair was creepy. Lin Mu squirted several mouthfuls of blood, his face pale as paper, his breath was completely dispersed, and his strong body was directly cracked. Blood gushed out of his body, dyeing his white clothes red, which was shocking.

Surprisingly, even with such injuries, Lin Mu still stood there and did not fall down. The scene of being beaten by a white tiger as expected by people did not appear, which made people have to guess how strong Lin Mu's body is.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were full of admiration when they looked at Lin Mu. No one laughed at him. A half-step Wu Emperor, who was standing there for so long, was already proud, because even a Wu Emperor, who had faced the White Tiger's three punches, had been beaten to death.

"Lu Yuan, don't admit defeat."

Baihu shouted loudly, even though he was moved, he couldn't figure out why a half-step Martial Emperor could withstand his last punch. In fact, for his divine power, Baihu had already had a murderous intent on his last punch.

"Lu Yuan, give up quickly."

Yuwenhao shouted loudly, if he continues to fight, Lin Mu will undoubtedly die, let alone, does he still have the ability to fight?
Chapter completed!