The Otherworldly God

Chapter 297

Knowing that he was a transformed demon servant, and even knowing that he was Baihu, Baihu's face darkened.

Looking at the other person's slightly funny white mask, Baihu couldn't help but spit and said, "From your appearance, I think you are the one called Mu Zichu, right? You look so ugly and mysterious. It just so happens that you have killed many of our brothers, so I will kill you today."

Le Zheng Yuhua looked at the deadpool who had transformed into a white tiger with sharp eyes, and said in surprise: "Is this the deadpool who transformed into a demon? He appears in the form of a demon beast and can change freely. No wonder he is called a demon."

White Tiger's eyes widened, and his voice was low: "Humph, Mu Zichu, if you treat me as a deadpool or a demon, you will be in trouble."

Facing his self-righteousness, Le Zheng Yuhua did not deny it, but just smiled: "I, Ou Heather, never underestimate the enemy, I will only try my best to defeat the enemy. Today, I will fight with you to see what is so extraordinary about this demon servant."

The two sides were on the verge of a fight and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Le Zheng Yuhua said softly to Mu Xin: "Pavilion Master Nangong has been poisoned and is in danger. Go and help him."

Mu Xin nodded, turned around and flew towards Linhai Pavilion. Jinque'er was worried that Nangong Haoyue might follow her anyway, but an arrow flew over and Mu Xin seemed to be hit and fell.

"Your lover was shot by an arrow, aren't you worried?"

Le Zheng Yuhua raised the corner of her mouth and smiled, "You should worry about yourself. She is much stronger than me."

Sure enough, the arrow flew back in the opposite direction and directly hit the person who was hiding in the dark and shooting the arrow.

"I just don't like senseless killing, but that doesn't mean I won't."

Mu Xin lifted her hair, flew to Linhai Pavilion, and roughly dragged Nangong Haoyue inside. The people around didn't dare to stop her, nor could they.

When Jinqueer came over and saw it, she was pushed away by Mu Xin with magic before she could get close.

"Everyone who has nothing to do with you, get out of here."

"what are you up to?"

"She was poisoned and injured, what do you think? Killing her would be a waste of effort."

After saying that, Mu Xin waved her hand and used the sea water to make a curtain to block them.

Seeing her like this, Le Zheng Yuhua couldn't help but smile indulgently.

"So it's okay, why bother her?"

White Tiger suddenly attacked, and rushed towards Le Zheng Yuhua as fast as lightning: "Stop talking nonsense, watch out!"

Le Zheng Yuhua's figure flashed, but his tiger claws still left a mark on his clothes.

"Despicable."

Nangong Lin accused him of sneak attack, but Le Zheng Yuhua spoke up for him instead.

"On the battlefield, look around and don't blame others."

The White Tiger attacked again, and the Qingyu Gale Sword turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the White Tiger.

The two men fought, the sword light and the tiger shadow intertwined, making bursts of roars. Nangong Lin watched the fight from the side, and couldn't help but be impressed by his swordsmanship. He wondered when his swordsmanship would be as smooth as his, even with such a slender and light sword, it would not lack strength at all.

Nangong Lin silently said: "This Qingyu Gale Sword is indeed worthy of its reputation. Every strike of the sword is like a violent storm, making it hard to predict."

Nangong Lin's face suddenly darkened, because he knew very well that the quality of a sword was just the icing on the cake, and talent was the most important thing. Moreover, the Qingyu Gale Sword was not a famous sword circulated in the world, and what he said was just self-consolation.

Le Zheng Yuhua was fighting fiercely with Baihu, when suddenly he paused, as if he had discovered something.

Le Zheng Yuhua shouted, "Le Zhenglin, be careful!"

Nangong Lin was even more stunned when he heard this, "Why does he know?" He only reacted when he saw a black shadow appear and block in front of him.

It turned out that when Baihu was fighting with him, he suddenly flashed around him and rushed straight towards him.

But he stood in front of the stunned me and took the attack from the White Tiger. Although he was blocked by the Green Feather Gale Sword, it was too slender and light, and the blade was soft, so some of the force still hit him.

"What a cunning fellow! It seems that you still underestimated me. You even thought of other things when fighting with me."

Le Zheng Yuhua sneered and used the rebound force of the sword and magic to force him out.

"Heather, are you okay?"

Le Zheng Yuhua took two steps forward, put the Qingyu Gale Sword on his shoulder, and a teasing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If a tiger doesn't show its might, do you think I'm Hello Kitty? I can defend against a mere punch."

He wanted to be humorous, but he forgot that the other party couldn't understand him. And Baihu thought that if the tiger didn't show its power, he had to say it himself.

"That's right. If a tiger doesn't show its might, you think I'm... ha... ha what?"

"This is the generation gap. Stop talking nonsense and focus on the sword."

Le Zheng Yuhua put away his smile, his eyes became sharp, he flashed and rushed towards the white tiger, but the Qingyu Gale Sword in his hand disappeared.

Looking closely, he saw that it had blocked the white tiger's sharp teeth with its left hand. Obviously, the white tiger didn't expect that he could defend against it.

Seeing his surprised look, Le Zheng Yuhua smiled triumphantly.

"That's called...prediction."

The white tiger made a sound similar to a jet to express its displeasure, and even tried to bite the Qingyu Gale Sword into pieces. How could Le Zheng Yuhua let him succeed? He attached his magic power to the sword to resist his damage.

The white tiger would not just use its mouth to fight people. Le Zheng Yuhua turned the Qingyu Gale Sword 90 degrees and quickly pulled it out. He blocked his front paw with his right hand and then jumped away.

The arm was shaken by the force, causing temporary paralysis, and Le Zheng Yuhua had to hold the sword with his left hand.

Nangong Lin wanted to go forward to help him. After all, as far as he was concerned, he was used to using his right hand to wield a sword, and he was not used to using his left hand and had no strength to do so.

But what he saw was that he was the same as when he used his right hand, and he instantly lost the reason to go forward and help.

"Yes, a truly strong person would not leave such an obvious flaw."

Le Zheng Yuhua turned around twice and retreated to his side.

"I'll block this place. I remember she said that those low-level Deadpools won't take action without orders. But there are still many enemies in Donghai Pavilion. You can leave the Deadpools to us. As for the people in Nangong, it's better for you to deal with them yourselves."

"That's right. Things like cleaning up the house should be done personally. Take care, Brother Ou."

"Take care of yourself."

Without even looking at him, Le Zheng Yuhua attacked Baihu again. The feeling and sound of the sword hitting his body made him deeply realize what it meant to be invulnerable.

On the other side, Jin Que Er was outside the water curtain, but she couldn't get out of it. She didn't trust Mu Xin, who came from nowhere, and she had treated others rudely. And the action of taking Nangong Haoyue away didn't seem like she was trying to save people, but had other intentions.

She kept thinking about Nangong Haoyue vomiting blood and her trust in him, and her spirit gradually collapsed.

"I was wrong, auntie, I was wrong."