The white tiger with a body of 100 feet stands behind Yunyi. Its breath is suffocating. The smoke clouds around the ferocious tiger''s mouth, and the sharp claws under his feet are cold and cold.


    Tianjiao, who had fought with Yunyi before, now looked at the towering white tiger outside the battle platform, and their mouths were bitter. If Yunyi used this move against them at the beginning, what else would they do?


    You know, it''s a white tiger. Even if it''s not a real white tiger, it''s just something like a separated body summoned by the secret method, but it''s not something that ordinary people in the five or six heaven of the divine empire can provoke.


    If we knew in advance that Yunyi had such a move, I''m afraid those Tianjiao who were challenged by Yunyi would take the initiative to admit defeat before coming to power.


    At the moment, compared with the white tiger hundreds of feet high, song Qingshu stood on the battle platform as insignificant as mole ants. Under the boundless breath of the white tiger, his blood force seemed to be a reef beaten by the raging waves.


    Although he is always indifferent to the beating of the raging waves, he is only a small reef compared with the endless sea.


    Such a sharp contrast makes some people who were originally optimistic about song Qingshu doubt from the center of the earth.


    "I''m afraid song Qingshu will lose the battle. Even the Kunpeng virtual shadow he used to defeat Tu suhuo is difficult to fight the white tiger?"


    "It''s not necessarily. Song Qingshu obviously hides his strength. How do you know that his Kunpeng virtual shadow is his strength?"


    "What''s not certain? I think song Qingshu will lose."


    "What do you say?"


    "You don''t know, but I know. It''s said that there is a white tiger inheritance in the secret territory of the Yun family. It''s obvious that Yun Yi got the blood essence of the white tiger."


    "The white tiger''s blood essence is a treasure that the cloud family has not successfully obtained for thousands of years. Now Yun Yi can say without exaggeration that it is the first genius of the cloud family for thousands of years. Do you think song Qingshu can beat it?"


    The strong man who knew the secret of the cloud family looked at the people around him. At this critical moment, he could learn much more information than others, which made him feel very happy.


    With the man''s explanation, a clear look flashed in the eyes of the onlookers around.


    The blood essence of the white tiger is not an ordinary treasure, but a precious thing containing the rhyme of the white tiger. Is the white tiger summoned by it an ordinary thing?


    The white tiger summoned with blood essence not only has its power, but also contains its way of killing, which is very different from the projection summoned with array.


    It seems that song Qingshu is really going to be defeated.


    After hearing about the blood essence of Yunyi white tiger, most of the onlookers have been biased towards Yunyi.


    "Hehe, it''s not bad. It has a little charm of white tiger."


    Compared with the onlookers, song Qingshu''s eyes are still plain at the moment. There is no hurry at all. Unexpectedly, he still makes fun of it.


    While talking, the blood power of his body, which was already a terrible deterrent, went up another floor. The dark clouds in the sky almost came to the ground, and the golden thunder surged like a dragon.


    "Boom!"


    Just when the dark clouds were low to the limit, a thunderbolt shook the sky, and a golden thunder in the air hit the earth hard.


    However, just when the thunder was about to touch the ground, song Qingshu seemed to have magical power, and there was no divine power operation. The golden thunder turned a corner and greeted him.


    Seeing this, the strong onlookers naturally didn''t think that song Qingshu would be hurt by the force of the thunder. Sure enough, his hand was raised when the thunder hit song Qingshu.


    Song Qingshu''s hand was empty. The golden thunder appeared in his hand as if it had been instructed, and condensed into a golden thunder sword.


    At this point, the dark clouds in the air have not dispersed, and two thunders split down again, and condensed to the thunder sword in Song Qingshu''s hand as before.


    Seeing the thunder sword shining in Song Qingshu''s hand, Yunyi flashed a trace of vigilance in his eyes. In fact, he always knew that song Qingshu was not simple.


    But I didn''t expect the other party to have such ability to fix the golden thunder in his hand.


    If it''s just so, it won''t make Yun Yi vigilant. The most important thing is the Kendo rules on the golden thunder long sword.


    Different from the previous method of one light and one dark, song Qingshu at the moment actually directly uses the rules of thunder avenue to carry the rules of kendo, and then cooperates with its terrible blood force, which seems to tear the breath of heaven and earth, so that Yunyi has to be careful.


    When Yunyi confronted song Qingshu, the strong onlookers once again burst into flames.


    Today''s competition gave them too many surprises.


    In the hands of song Qingshu before, they knew that song Qingshu was good at the integration of Avenue rules, but now the ability shown by song Qingshu refreshed their cognition again.


    "This is the golden thunder condensation type. There are actually Kendo rules on it?! Even the void cracks are all around it?! "


    "Let me come. I''m afraid I can''t do it."


    An old man with seven levels of the divine emperor''s territory stroked his long beard and looked at the thunder sword in Song Qingshu''s hand. His eyes were filled with emotion.


    This song Qingshu had such strength in the early days of the double kingdom of God Emperor. Should we wait for the same seven kingdom of God Emperor as him in the future? Can''t you crush him by raising your hand?


    "Move!"


    Just as the old man was feeling, a man beside him began to remind him. Hearing the sound, the old man looked and saw that the white tiger mountain like body behind Yunyi rushed out to song Qingshan like lightning.


    And that cloud Yi unexpectedly didn''t move, but stood in place, as if waiting for something.


    Although the white tiger in front of him is not the original statue of the white tiger, the artistic conception of killing swept under the battle platform with his actions.


    After being swept by the breath, some people in the period of God Emperor turned pale and retreated.


    For a moment, they even felt that the white tiger was not killing song Qingshan, but those watching the war.


    "Roar!"


    The startling tiger roared to the heaven and earth, and the white tiger''s claws, which were ten feet long, were escorted by its invisible edge and waved to song Qingshan.


    "It''s really a beast good at killing."


    Feeling the fishy wind and fierce in the face, song Qingshan whispered, and then the thunder sword in his hand suddenly lifted up and came into contact with the white tiger''s claws.


    The thunder long sword and the white tiger clearly have no pure sword like entity, but at the moment, they connect with each other, but they have amazing power.


    "Did you take it?"


    Someone outside exclaimed at the exit. They thought that song Qingshu only avoided the white tiger and hit Yunyi directly, but at the moment, it was hard for them to imagine.


    Song Qingshu actually took the white tiger''s claw with a long thunder sword. Under the white tiger''s claw, song Qingshu was almost invisible to outsiders, but his endless fluctuation of divine power told others.


    He not only took the white tiger''s claw, but he didn''t seem to be hurt!