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Chapter 119, Section 118: Slaying the Tiger

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Waves several meters high crashed against the island in the middle of the river, piling up high in each wave of impact.

Only after the shockwaves from the collision of heaven and earth completely disappeared did the river water begin to flow again under the influence of gravity, turning into giant waves that submerged the island in the middle of the river.

The waves crashed over Chen Sheng, but the three-zhang-tall colossal statue stood motionless in the water like a pillar stabilizing the sea.

The surrounding turbid and surging river was empty; the men who had been fighting just moments before were nowhere to be found, swept away by the aftershocks of the battle.

Chen Sheng looked up at the sky.

The tornado, with a diameter of a hundred feet, was still howling and spinning. The Eight Dragons of the Six Armor Formation, whose base on the ground had been completely destroyed, were still silently wearing down the power of the tornado.

Inside the eye of the storm, the Tiger King hovered in mid-air, its fur dull.

Clearly, an attack of that intensity would be a significant drain on a third-tier monster.

However, the Tiger King, who had not been at a disadvantage in the all-out battle, now stared intently at the eight still vigorous dragons, his expression becoming unusually solemn.

"The entire island has been flattened, and the foundation of your formation has been destroyed. Why are these dragons still able to survive?"

hold head high--

As the Tiger King asked the question, the eight giant dragons simultaneously shed their disguises and stopped pretending to entangle with the tornado. Instead, under Chen Sheng's control, they collectively raised their heads and charged towards the tiger demon in the eye of the storm.

Faced with the siege, the Tiger King once again conjured a wind blade in his hand and slashed it down at the fire dragon that was the first to pounce on him.

call--

The gale converged into a sharp blade, slashing the fire dragon's neck. The giant dragon, made of flames, immediately broke in two and tumbled to the ground.

But after tumbling several dozen feet through the air, the dragon's head and body instinctively came together again, and the head and body automatically reconnected along the broken wound, healing completely in the blink of an eye.

"Undying?"

Catching a glimpse of the fire dragon's rebirth, the Tiger King frowned and wielded his longsword in a blur of motion, creating an unpredictable illusion.

The wind howled!

The dense wind blades slashed out by the wind blades formed a sharp wind net that could cut through anything, instantly slicing the several giant dragons surrounding it into pieces the size of mahjong tiles, which flew and fell to the ground.

However, the Wind Dragon among the Eight Dragons is immune to wind-attribute attacks.

With the momentum of soaring into the sky, its slender dragon body passed through the wind net unharmed and crashed headfirst into the chest of the Tiger King.

Crack—several sternum ribs broke.

The humanoid tiger king was sent flying dozens of feet into the air by the impact, and then it was hit directly in the back by a fire dragon that had somehow snaked its way up into the sky. The tiger was turned around and fell downwards.

In its panic, it turned back and used its wind blade to kill the fire dragon, only to see the other seven giant dragons, now fully restored, surrounding it from all sides once again.

Faced with such an encirclement, I'm afraid they won't even be able to escape.

Unable to be killed by fighting and unable to escape, the once majestic Tiger King was now struggling to defend himself against the siege of the eight dragons.

After that, the two sides fought several more rounds, but the outcome was the same as before: the Tiger King was injured.

Even if it can transfer the injuries to the unknown ghost, this is not a long-term solution.

Left with no other choice, the Fierce Tiger King could only fly towards the ground while fighting, intending to kill Chen Sheng, the manipulator of the formation. On the ground...

The original island in the middle of the river has completely disappeared, swallowed by the turbid river water. Chen Sheng stood in the waist-deep water and smiled brightly.

"I'm sorry, Tiger King, I misled you."

Once the Six Jia Qi Men Formation is set up, it does not need any external formations to maintain it. The two fish and eight dragons are the formation itself. As long as they exist, the formation will not perish.

"The grand formation I erected required a high-interest loan from the Dragon King; it's not something that can be broken so easily!"

In fact, the resurrection ability of the eight dragons also has its limits. If they are attacked too frequently or with too much intensity in a short period of time, they can be killed.

However, Chen Sheng, who had learned all the information about the Tiger King from the Rakshasa Bird's memories, tricked the opponent into revealing his ultimate move in advance.

This has resulted in the Tiger King, who can only use his ultimate move once, now appearing powerless against the Eight Dragons.

"Come on, little tiger, obediently deliver yourself to my door and let me win this battle."

Chen Sheng laughed wildly in his heart, and waved to the surging river. Two huge yin-yang fish leaped out of the water and merged into the three-zhang-tall Buddha statue outside his body.

The fish gilded the golden Buddha statue with a layer of black and white, and at the same time, the Buddha statue's height increased dramatically, and its power was greatly enhanced.

Chen Sheng stood firmly in the river, clenched his six strong fists, and raised his hand to block the Tiger King's descending blade.

Oh!

The invisible wind blades struck his palms, cutting only a few inches before stopping, but Chen Sheng's other five giant fists seized the opportunity to smash into the Tiger King's body.

Roar--

After taking a beating, Tiger King realized that the Wind Blade was only moderately effective against the Qi of Fiends, and could only helplessly revert to its original form with a painful roar.

It transformed into a gigantic tiger demon, no smaller than a Buddha statue, and engaged Chen Sheng in fierce combat.

Rumble!
The aftershocks of their grappling and biting created a series of massive, turbid whirlpools at the mouth of the Oujiang River.

Broken strands of malevolent energy continued to dissipate, and the monster's blood mixed with mud and water, turning into a purplish-red liquid with wisps of silver hair floating on top.

The two sides were initially evenly matched, but with the addition of eight giant dragons surrounding them, the Tiger King quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.

After a brief exchange, it could only flee in a disheveled state, transforming into wind, only to be bitten into thin air by the wind dragon guarding the side, which then turned it from an invisible wind back into a physical entity.

"wait for me……"

After all his henchmen died in place of the wounded, the Tiger King, now a bald tiger, tried to beg for mercy, but was slammed into the river by a golden fist.

The enormous three-headed, six-armed Buddha statue, along with the roaring and roaming shadows of various dragons, were submerged in the ever-flowing Oujiang River...

Chen Sheng did not know when the Tiger King died.

All I knew was that when I stopped fighting until I was exhausted, its spirit had already shattered, and its flesh and blood had turned into mincemeat and been washed away by the river. Only a pile of heavy bone fragments remained scattered in the silt at the bottom of the river.

With Chen Sheng's current cultivation level, he was not able to subdue a third-tier monster with the binding spell, so he never intended to spare the life of the Tiger King from the beginning.

He took a few steps back in the Oujiang River, looked up at the cloudless night sky, and said quite respectfully.

"Your Majesty, it's time to collect the spoils of war."

(End of this chapter)