"The power of the true self is extremely powerful and fierce. Nothing can stop the true self in the world. Not even the barrier of the two little brats can withstand it. Even the boundary spirit who commands hundreds of boundary spirit armies has been slain by me in one blow." The white tiger proudly recounted.
"Hundreds of boundary spirit armies? What kind of boundary spirit is that egghead?" Chu Feng asked to himself, as he was eager to know how powerful that kind of boundary spirit would be.
"A fool. A boundary spirit and a boundary spirit master form a contract. When the spirit power of the boundary spirit master reaches a certain level, as long as the boundary spirit master allows it, the boundary spirit can use its own intelligence to enter the living world and fight for the boundary spirit master."
"And the number of boundary spirits mastered is a way to measure the strength of a boundary spirit master. A boundary spirit master who masters hundreds of boundary spirits has at least reached the peak of the emperor realm and is a peak-level martial emperor." Egghead explained.
"So powerful? At this moment, Chu Feng was even more astonished. Killing a peak-level martial emperor with one blow meant two things. The first thing was that the owner of the white tiger's killing technique back then was extremely powerful. It might very well be that mythical figure from the Jiuzhou continent, Qingxuantian.
On the other hand, it also indicated that this white tiger's killing technique was very remarkable. After all, boundary spirit masters are good at boundary spirit techniques, and boundary spirit techniques are known as the strongest defensive means in the world. He was able to break it with one blow and slay it, which was already sufficient to show his power.
No wonder Mu Yongxiang was known as having the most unparalleled killing techniques in the world. It must have been the result of this white tiger's killing technique. The secret technique, indeed lived up to its reputation.
"Anyway, the power of the true self is invincible in the world. As you little brats said, sleeping here is fine for the true self, but it is a pity for the world. So the true self decides to come out and let the world see its style."
The white tiger circled in the air, speaking with an air of boasting. However, even though it spoke too directly and its confidence was too inflated, Chu Feng and the purple-clad maiden did not doubt it at all. Because this person was undoubtedly like the legendary secret technique.
"You two little brats, although your characters are not good, at least your talents are still acceptable. Have a fight between you two. The winner, the true self will pass on my power to him. As for how much of my power the winner can exert, it will all depend on your individual talents."
"Don't worry. Even if your talents are too poor, the true self will not blame you. Because blaming never doubts one's own judgment. Just like Mu Yongxiang back then, who was mediocre, the true self never said he was not good and did not blame him. Because he was indeed a person chosen by the true self." The white tiger suddenly spoke, with a tone that was somewhat regretful.
"What? Mu Yongxiang was mediocre? Was Mu Yongxiang mediocre back then? Never said he was not good? Then what are you complaining about now?" Chu Feng felt extremely annoyed in his heart. This so-called secret technique was actually a self-centered, arrogant, conceited, and narcissistic pervert.
However, speaking of it, they did indeed have this capital. Otherwise, Chu Feng and this purple-clad maiden would not be bowing respectfully to it and wanting to win its appreciation.
But now it seemed that the verbal skills were clearly useless. The white tiger had spoken and asked Chu Feng and the purple-clad maiden to fight. The winner would be able to obtain its power.
"Stare blankly? Don't just stand there! Act now! It's too late, be careful the true self changes his mind." Scanning the two of them, the white tiger shouted with extreme dissatisfaction.
"Die!"
As soon as the white tiger finished speaking, the purple-clad maiden leapt out instantly. The purple flame flowed again, her long black hair transformed into a full head of spontaneous growth. The purple eyes showed a hint of murderous intent. She was determined to kill Chu Feng.
The purple flame came straight at her, like a fierce purple beast. Chu Feng did not show any weakness either. He stepped forward, straightened his back, and held a golden bow in his left hand and a golden arrow in his right.
The bow was drawn fully, and the arrows flew like shooting stars. The countless arrows turned into a golden downpour, shooting towards the purple flame. However, to Chu Feng's surprise, that seemingly ethereal purple flame was not fragile at all; instead, it was like a solid copper wall.
Even though Chu Feng's versatile bow was extremely powerful, after passing through several layers of the purple flame, it gradually slowed down and was eventually blocked and fell, breaking into pieces and disappearing.
Most importantly, when the versatile bow was blocked, it failed to withstand the attack of the purple flame. At this moment, the purple flame was already charging towards Chu Feng with its powerful momentum, coming from the front.
It descended from the sky, like an unstoppable waterfall or an invincible flood. Such momentum and strength were only understood by Chu Feng when he was right in front of it.
"Humph."
But Chu Feng wasn't someone who could be easily defeated. He let out a cold chuckle, not in a hurry or panicky. Just as the purple flame was about to fall, the flight technique suddenly activated, allowing him to easily dodge.
"Zhuang Zhuang Zhuang"
However, what Chu Feng didn't expect was that almost at the same time as he was evading, the purple flame also split apart, transforming into countless purple flame hands, reaching out to grab Chu Feng, and even their speed had increased by several times.
"Bang Bang Bang"
Those flame hands were extremely powerful. Each time they crashed down, they would leave a deep pit on the special texture of the ground.
Dust flew, and stone chips danced. Chu Feng, like a nimble monkey, darted among the countless purple hands. Although his speed was such that the purple hands couldn't harm him, Chu Feng was definitely in a passive situation.
While avoiding, Chu Feng fixed his gaze and noticed that the purple-clad girl was standing still, not even moving a step. She was looking at him with contempt, as if Chu Feng was already a fish on the chopping block, being slaughtered at will.
"Stinky girl, I won't show weakness. Do you really think I'm a sick cat?"
At this moment, Chu Feng suddenly stopped his escape. Thoughts swirling in his mind, golden lightning bolts appeared in his eyes. At the same time, the space around him began to ripple, and tiny golden lightning bolts surged out, forming a human-shaped shield, protecting Chu Feng from the front. Chu Feng's aura instantly stepped from the first layer of the Taoist realm to the second layer.
"Bang Bang Bang Bang"
And at this moment, those several purple hands had surrounded and attacked from all directions, almost closing off all of Chu Feng's escape routes. They began to explode continuously on Chu Feng's body, the powerful impact force causing the purple flame and the crushed stones to mix together. Even this cemetery was shaking and trembling.
However, under such an attack, the young girl in purple attire was not happy but became anxious instead. Her smooth eyebrows involuntarily furrowed slightly, and her bright, moist eyes became even more solemn.
As for the white tiger in the sky, a smile also appeared on its lips. The unique smile curve of a wild animal, it said faintly, "It's interesting."