From a beggar on South Street to the supreme devil

Chapter 196 War

The border of Demon Abyss, the main camp of the Golden Roc Guard.

At this moment, the entire main camp had been completely frozen, and the soldiers closest to the main camp died on the spot.

Those who were farther away also had parts of their bodies frozen by the ice flow raging in the main camp, and were now wailing in pain.

The tiger demon's body swelled to a height of fifty feet. Its legs, as thick as towering ancient trees, stepped into the tent, shattering all the ice and frost on the ground.

The tiger claw as big as a house fell towards Zhuo Jin who was in the ruins of the tent.

Zhuo Jin held up his body and barely pulled out the long sword from his waist. With his blood surging, he performed the sword technique of Hua Jin. The long sword was like a swimming dragon, slashing towards the tiger claws in front of him!

"Oh!"

The dragon was shattered, and a huge wave of air rolled up in the air, overturning the frozen houses around it.

Zhuo Jin's body flew backwards, smashing through three houses in succession, tearing through the ice and frost and plowing into the ground.

It plowed a trench dozens of feet long on the hard ground, and finally smashed through the outer wall of the main camp and crashed into a big tree outside the tent.

His whole body seemed to be drenched in blood.

The flag officers and soldiers who were struggling hard in the main camp looked at the scene in horror.

Almost all the flag officers and soldiers in the main camp of the Jinpeng Guard are veterans trained by Zhuo Jin over the years.

Over the years, Zhuo Jin has always been victorious in suppressing demons.

These people have long been accustomed to Zhuo Jin's strength and invincibility.

As long as he is there, the Jinpeng Guard has a backbone.

But now.

In just one encounter, their leader was defeated!

"Zhuo Jin, when you attacked my Nanyan Mountain, you didn't expect this day to come, right?"

A ferocious smile appeared on the huge tiger head of Nanyan Tiger King.

With a sneer on his face, he looked at Zhuo Jin, who was lying under a big tree a dozen feet away, covered in blood.

Walk towards him step by step.

"Do you regret it?"

"What do you regret?"

Zhuo Jin placed one hand on the tree trunk behind him, barely supporting himself. He opened his blood-stained eyes and stared calmly at the tall Tiger King in front of him.

"Demons should be killed by everyone."

"I only regret that I didn't ask for a few more helpers to kill you and the Jiao demon together on the top of Nanyan Mountain."

The smile on Nan Yanhu Jun's lips turned slightly cold, "I won't cry until I find the coffin."

Then, he took a step forward and crossed several dozen feet, and in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of Zhuo Jin.

A huge palm pressed down, trying to grab Zhuo Jin from under the tree trunk.

"sieve--"

There was a sound of breaking wind in the air.

The black knife flashed by.

Tiger-kun twitched his hand and took a half step back.

There was already a faint bloodstain on the palm of his hand.

"Oh?"

Tiger King raised his eyebrows slightly and looked forward.

Shen Baixuan was already standing in front of Zhuo Jin, clenching the long sword in her hand, her eyes full of solemnity.

She was a lieutenant general of the first battalion and was closest to the main camp, so as soon as she noticed any movement in the main camp, she rushed over immediately.

Zhuo Jin looked at the figure in front of him, and a trace of anger appeared on his calm face: "Bai Xuan, what are you doing here..."

"I know you."

Tiger King looked at Shen Baixuan in front of him with his cold tiger eyes, and his voice rumbled.

"That night, it was you and another boy who killed Lord Jiao's nine grandsons and my subordinates."

"Why, you want to stop me?"

The terrifying aura of the Eight-Striped Tiger King came towards you like a landslide or tsunami, almost suffocating you.

Shen Baixuan watched as her full-strength strike only left a tiny blood mark on Tiger Lord's palm, and gritted her teeth. "You are making such a big fuss, the people from the Seven Veins Camp will surely arrive soon, and by then, you won't be able to leave even if you want to!"

"It's not too late to retreat now."

Tiger Lord looked at her jokingly and said, "The people from Qianlong Camp are still swimming in the Tianlan River. Where can they find the manpower to watch over here?"

"By the time they realize what's happening, I'll have already eaten you up."

"However, since you are seeking death, I will grant your wish."

After saying that, the tiger claws swept casually towards Shen Baixuan.

The huge tiger claws covered the sky and she had no way to avoid them at this moment.

Because Zhuo Jin is behind him. If he dodges, he will surely die given Zhuo Jin's current condition!

Zhuo Jin behind him shouted sternly: "Bai Xuan, get out of the way!"

"No!"

Shen Baixuan gritted her teeth, and used all her strength to explode her energy and blood, performing the great art of transforming her energy, and slashed at the tiger claw in front of her!

"boom!"

Shen Baixuan flew out like a cannonball.

His body hit the ground heavily, with countless fractures all over his body.

"Bai Xuan!"

Zhuo Jin's eyes were bloodshot and he coughed up some blood again.

"Don't worry, he's not dead. But he will be dead soon. They're all mine, so there's no need to worry about who dies first."

Tiger Lord smiled and was about to take action when he heard noise again in the distance.

He looked up and saw several more generals in armor rushing here.

Zhuo Jin screamed: "Zhao Ming, Rong Feiguang, take Bai Xuan away!"

In the distance, Rong Feiguang and Zhao Ming heard the noise and flew over hurriedly, but suddenly froze in place.

The entire main camp, which was several miles long and wide, was dead silent. The ground, tents, and buildings were all covered with ice. Countless soldiers were frozen, and Commander Zhuo was barely breathing and his body was covered in blood.

"That's... Tiger-kun!"

Looking at Zhuo Jin who was nearly dying, and the Eight-Striped Tiger King who looked up, their hearts instantly felt as if they had fallen into an icy cave!

"Go!"

Zhuo Jin's heart-wrenching roar came to his ears again, Rong Feiguang suddenly woke up, gritted his teeth and flew towards Shen Baixuan under the dense forest!

The commander can’t be saved, but at least, General Shen must be rescued!
However, just as he started to move, his steps couldn't help but stop in place.

"Hehe, your subordinates are quite loyal."

In front, Tiger King easily crossed a distance of dozens of feet, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed Shen Baixuan on the ground.

"Come to think of it, I once had such a group of loyal subordinates."

"It's a pity that they were all killed. What do you think, Zhuo Jin?"

He turned his head and looked at Zhuo Jin jokingly.

"You've killed all my subordinates, so I'll kill one of yours, is that okay?"

Then he opened his bloody mouth, picked up Shen Baixuan in his hand, and was about to stuff her into his mouth.

Under the moonlight.

Shen Baixuan, who was on the tiger's claws, raised her head in a daze, staring blankly at the smelly bloody mouth in front of her.

Zhuo Jin in the distance roared angrily, blood flowing out of his mouth uncontrollably.

Rong Feiguang's body was stiff and he didn't know what to do, but Zhao Ming grabbed his arm and he ran away desperately.

Zhao Ming ran frantically, his eyes fixed, and he murmured as if to comfort himself, "It's impossible to save him, it's already impossible to save him, run quickly, as many as you can escape..."

At this time.

call--

In this bitingly cold night, a gentle breeze suddenly emerged, quietly brushing past the two of them and quickly flowing to the front of Nan Yanhujun.

A slender and powerful fist stretched out from the void and swung dully on the side of Tiger Lord's face.

"Oh!"

(End of this chapter)