Qingfa immediately rushed to attack Baihu, trying to destroy Baihu in one fell swoop.
Qinghai smiled grimly, and the black staff in his hand pointed to the white beard, and suddenly a ball of black air wrapped in white human faces rushed towards the white beard.
The white beard could not dodge and was shrouded in the large ball of black air. With the sound of ghosts and wolves howling, the faces in the black air opened their mouths and bit the white beard's battle aura armor frantically.
After Bai Hu used his battle aura to disperse the black air that enveloped him, his battle aura armor also broke in a shattering sound.
Although Bai Hu has just recovered his consciousness and has not even remembered who he is, he has a kind of pride from the bottom of his heart and an obsession with honor in his subconscious mind.
He is a level nine martial king and a battle aura armor that was smashed by a level three martial king. This is something that makes people unable to raise their heads.
Qingfa's face showed a look of arrogance and said with a crazy laugh: "This time, I want to kill a level nine martial king!"
Looking at the smug blue hair, the white beard looked ashamed, and he really wanted to kill him.
"I didn't expect that I could not even beat a third-level martial king. What's the use of living in this world? It's better to die!" Bai Hu laughed, his voice full of desolation and helplessness.
At this moment, Yue Feng, who had been wondering why Bai Hu was so incompetent, had already figured out why Bai Hu, the ninth-level Martial King, could not beat Qing Hai of the third-level Martial King.
He shouted: "Bai Hu, use low-level combat skills to fight him!"
"Fight me with low-level combat skills? Hahaha, a joke!" Qingfa said with a sarcastic expression on his face.
When Bai Hu heard Yue Feng's words, he was stunned at first, then he suddenly understood something and laughed: "I almost forgot this. My friend, you really woke up the dreamer with one word. Thank you!"
After Bai Hu finished speaking, he immediately used a fire-attribute Hinayana upper-level body technique and rushed towards Qingfa.
A level nine martial king who uses Hinayana combat skills is really incredible.
However, the effect is also incredible.
Bai Hu used a Mahayana intermediate-level body technique to fight. Now, after he used the Hinayana upper-level combat skills, his speed has been doubled by just now, and there is no stagnation in the battle.
It looks extremely smooth.
The white Hu rushed to the side of Qinghai for an instant and about ten meters away, then slashed out with one palm and attacked Qingxun.
The combat skills that Bai Hu used before were also the fire-attributed Mahayana upper-level combat skills "Fire Eye Boom", but the combat skills he is now using is the Hinayana upper-level combat skills "Kingshan Palm".
The power of this palm is certainly not as good as the Mahayana mid-level attack combat technique "Fire Eye Boom" he used before. However, the speed is much more fired than he used.
After this palm was slashed out, the fist shadow slashed towards Qinghai like the wind.
Before Qingfa could react, the palm had already slashed on his battle aura armor.
"Bang", several cracks suddenly appeared in the Qinghai war air armor.
After all, Bai Hu only used the Hinayana upper-level combat skills. His palm did not shatter Qinghai's combat energy armor, but only added several cracks to Qinghai's body.
If Bai Hu had used his fire eyes to bombard Qinghai, Bai Hu believed that he could smash Qinghai's battle aura armor in one go. However, he used the fire eyes to bomb, and the speed was too slow to hit Qinghai at all.
"This?" After being hit by Bai Hu, Qinghai's face changed suddenly.
He did not expect that Bai Hu's strength would increase significantly after using his low-level combat skills.
His figure flashed and he quickly opened the distance from Baihu. Then he used his body skills and walked around behind Baihu. His head and black stick pointed to Baihu, and again a black line with many human faces appeared.
The light shot towards the white beard.
As long as he hits Bai Hu, the battle between him and Bai Hu will be over.
Bai Hu used his combat skills much smoother at this time. He quickly slashed out with a palm, and a shadow of his palm came out from his hand, and he fought against the black light cast by Qinghai.
After the White Beard's palm power dispersed the opponent's black light, the palm shadow still did not disperse and continued to bombard the Qingfa.
However, this palm shadow has no more energy, which shows that Bai Hu's attack power is only a little stronger than him.
Qingfa couldn't help but sigh in secret because he missed the best opportunity to kill Bai Hu. If he had let all his subordinates surge up just now, it would be fine to kill Bai Hu, Yue Feng and others.
But at first he was afraid of Bai Hu, and he did not dare to give up or let his men die, so he did not let his men attack Yue Feng and others.
Now he has no point in ordering his subordinates to attack Yue Feng and others.
Because after the battle with Bai Hu just now, his fighting spirit was almost consumed. After all, he was only a third-level martial king. If he wanted to discuss the thickness and length of fighting spirit, he could not match Bai Hu even if he beat the horse. He would not entangle Bai Hu.
His men attacked Yue Feng and others, which would be like a death sentence.
So Qingfa decided to retreat first, and after his fighting spirit recovered, he would attack Bai Hu, Yue Feng and others in one fell swoop.
Qingfa used his body skills and combat skills, instantly widened the distance from Baihu, and immediately began to retreat.
Bai Hu immediately chased Qingfa. Bai Hu only used the Hinayana upper-level body technique and combat skills. His speed was much slower by Qingfa. He was thrown behind by Qingfa in a while. Qingfa escaped from the back mountain.
After the range, Bai Hu stopped chasing and returned to the mountain.
After returning to the mountain, Bai Hu bowed to Yue Feng and said gratefully: "Thank you for your timely reminder, otherwise it would be a trivial matter for me to die at that Qingfa's hand. If someone knows that I die at the hands of a third-level martial king
, Wherever I put my face, wherever my family's face is."
Yue Feng laughed in his heart. The white beard really valued his face more than his life. He took the opportunity to ask, "White beard, which family do you belong to?"
Bai Hu showed a look of distress on his face, shook his head, and said, "I can't remember."
Yue Feng knew that Bai Hu had lost his memory and asked him to recall the past, which was extremely painful, so he did not ask any further questions.
Bai Hu looked at the blue hair floating in the air at the foot of the mountain, sighed and said, "I didn't expect that my mental power would be so difficult to use Mahayana combat skills. Even a third-level martial king could bully me. Alas..."
After saying that, Bai Hu shook his head, looking extremely disappointed.
After the White Hu's mental power was swallowed by the Ice Firework Spirit, his current mental power was only equivalent to that of an ordinary person. Although he can now use the Mahayana combat skills he has practiced, due to insufficient mental power, he will have obstacles when he uses it.
The phenomenon.
Therefore, when he uses the Mahayana upper-level combat skills, the Fire Eye Bomb will be unsmooth and will not be able to hit the enemy at all. Every attack will be lost.
It is also because of this that when he switched to the Hinayana upper-level combat skills, his body movements and attacks seemed to be smooth, and he could tie the game with Qingfa.
But Bai Hu knew very well that once Qinghai led the purgatory people to rush forward, he would not be able to beat him.
Looking at the lost white beard, Yue Feng smiled and said, "Bai Hu, do you want to defeat Qingyi?"
Bai Hu said hatefully: "Why don't you think about it? But now I can only draw with Qingfa. If he leads all his subordinates to attack, we may not be able to escape. I, a level 9 martial king, was actually three.
The level-level martial king was killed, a joke, a big joke."
Bai Hu said that he was unwilling to accept his face.
Yue Feng was a little strange. Even if Bai Hu couldn't beat Qingfa, could he not leave them and escape? Even if Bai Hu's strength was at a low point, it would be fine to escape from these purgatory warriors, so he asked:
"White Hu, won't you run away?"
Bai Hu shook his head and said angrily: "It's all the blame for that bastard Zi Zhou. I lied to make a bet. If I lose, I can't leave this mountain, and I can only die here."
Seeing that Bai Hu still remembered the bet with Zi Zhou, Yue Feng felt relieved. If Bai Hu left them and ignored them, they would be miserable.
This white beard is so paranoid that he is cute.
Yue Feng then said, "Bai Hu, don't be so pessimistic."
Bai Hu said: "I am not pessimistic. My mental power is no different from that of ordinary people. Only by using Hinayana combat skills can we ensure smoothness. If I can use the above combat skills of the middle and higher level, I will have obstacles. If I can use the middle and higher level battles
The skill can defeat that green hair."
Looking at the white beard full of helplessness and a bitter smile, Yue Feng smiled slightly and said, "Bai beard, have you forgotten that I am the Heavenly Talisman Master?"
Bai Hu glanced at Yue Feng and said, "So what about Master Tian Talisman? You can't carry your soul talisman with you. If you carry your soul talisman, I will worship you as your teacher."
After Bai Hu said this, he immediately regretted it. It was because he liked to bet that he was fooled by Zi Zhou. After losing the bet, he was imprisoned here.
The white-husband language has been spoken, and it is not easy to change it. He changed his mind and quickly remedyed it: "Of course one or two soul talismans do not count. At least ten soul talismans must be taken out to increase my mental power to level 2.
I will worship you as my teacher.”
After Bai Hu said this, he was a little proud because he knew that ordinary Tianfu masters had to refine more than 60 soul talismans, so that ten soul talismans belonged to him. A Tianfu master as young as Yue Feng could not.
He carried more than ten soul talismans with him.
However, Bai Hu hoped that Yue Feng could take out ten soul talismans and take Yue Feng as his master. Although it was not a glorious thing, it was better than being killed by a third-level martial king.
In fact, Yue Feng didn't take Bai Hu's words to heart at all. In fact, even if Bai Hu didn't ask Yue Feng for the soul talisman, he would take the initiative to give the soul talisman to Bai Hu. Because now they need Bai Hu's protection.
After all, those purgatory warriors came to the Nine Evil Original Sword on Yue Feng's body. If Bai Hu slapped his butt and left, the purgatory people would not have been stubborn with Bai Hu at all.
Yue Feng knew that Bai Hu was stubborn at this time and did not think of this at all. He was unwilling to take advantage of a person who had just recovered his consciousness. He didn't say anything and took out the refined two from the ring of Master Talisman.
Ten soul talismans.
When Bai Hu saw Yue Feng take out twenty soul talismans, he couldn't help swallowing. What he needs most now is the soul talisman.
Bai Hu is a very arrogant person at heart. It is indeed a difficult thing for him to take Yue Feng as his teacher, but he attaches great importance to the word "credit". Even when he is unconscious, he
He did not forget that he was a trustworthy person, otherwise he would not have been imprisoned in the back mountain of Burning Xiang Valley for several years.
Bai Hu gritted his teeth and sighed: "Forget it, you forced out the ice fireworks spirit in my soul, saved my life, and I have saved my life. I just told me to save the defeat, I pray to you for
Teachers are not shameful.”
After Bai Hu finished speaking, he saluted Yue Feng and said, "Master is here, I will be bowed by my disciple."
After all, Yue Feng was too young and asked Bai Hu to pay a big gift to him, Bai Hu really couldn't do it.