Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Han Feng felt that Bai Hu might have his reasons, but there was no point in speculating now. The most urgent thing was to find Bai Hu and find out what happened back then.

Chapter 361 Fierce Battle

Han Feng swiftly moved through the mountains and forests. He saw many dark figures wandering in the woods, like mindless, wronged spirits, exuding a chilling aura.

"What the hell are these?"

"Nine Profound Golden Thunder asked in confusion."

Neither human nor ghost

Han Feng remained silent for a moment, then slowly said, "These should be the souls of those who were captured. Their insides have long since dried up, but the remaining wisp of their souls is unable to transcend..."

"That sounds cruel."

The Nine Profound Golden Thunder could not truly empathize, and could only speculate about it.

"Yes."

Han Feng looked into the distance, but after traveling for so long, he still hadn't seen a trace of the White Tiger.

In order not to alert the enemy, Han Feng dared not make any big moves and could only search quietly.

Even though Han Feng considered himself to have a high level of cultivation, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in this unfamiliar territory.

The shadowy figures in the forest did not notice Han Feng; they continued to wander aimlessly.

Han Feng searched for another ten minutes or so, but still couldn't find the White Tiger, so he decided to stop searching.

"This is not the way to go."

Han Feng said.

This deep forest can restrict the soul's ability to explore over extremely long distances. If we continue searching like this, we might not find the boundary even after a year.

To find the White Tiger, we must use another method.

In the next instant, Han Feng chose to take the initiative. He concentrated his fighting spirit and swept away all the surrounding shadows with great speed.

As the Southern Ming Flame burned, the black shadows dissipated, and a series of complex and chaotic memories were extracted. Several more images of the White Tiger appeared in Han Feng's mind.

As Han Feng made his move, the atmosphere in the mountains and forests began to change, from being dark and unclear to becoming turbulent. A mountain wind, carrying a black current, blew in from the north.

The airflow seemed to carry a thousand kinds of wails, blowing past Han Feng and reaching his ears.

If a cultivator lacked willpower, they would probably have collapsed by now.

Han Feng guarded his mind, preventing it from being influenced by the outside world.

Nine Profound Golden Thunder glared angrily at the black aura, baring its teeth as it shot out arcs of lightning from its body, forcing the black aura back.

These black currents, besides fearing the Southern Ming Fire, are also quite wary of pure lightning power.

The man and the dragon continued their rampage in the deep forest, clearing away any shadowy figures they encountered.

However, after half an hour, the shadows in the mountains did not decrease at all; on the contrary, they increased in number.

"It's a bit difficult."

Nine Profound Golden Thunder unleashed a bolt of lightning, shattering the dark shadow, and then spoke.

This can't go on forever; who knows how many of these guys are left?

Han Feng looked around, then suddenly swept his hands down, and a blue flame, shaped like ripples of water, ignited in his hands.

"The sea is boundless!"

boom!

The blue flames spread and circulated widely, washing away all the shadows.

Taking advantage of the situation, Jiu Xuan Jin Lei unleashed a thunderous attack. Golden lightning spread with the waves, bringing every strand of lightning carrying destructive power to the enemy. In an instant, the surrounding shadows let out shrill screams and vanished completely.

call!

Suddenly, a black gale swept in from the mountaintop, several times more ferocious than the previous black air currents.

The surrounding colors seemed to have been swallowed up; the sky and earth lost their luster. A pure white tiger stepped out from the black wind.

"We really need to be more direct."

Han Feng looked at the white tiger that had appeared before him and felt somewhat disappointed.

Almost instinctively, he felt that the white tiger in front of him was inferior to the azure dragon. This was not due to a difference in strength, but because the white tiger could not compare with the azure dragon in terms of scale and level.

No matter how strong it is, it is still just a wild beast.

The white tiger looked at Han Feng with its turbid eyes. The coldness in its gaze was like that of ten thousand years of frost, mixed with the sharpness of refined iron that could cut through skin.

The Nine Profound Golden Thunder sensed the immense and strange energy within the White Tiger's body, and its body involuntarily tensed up, with strands of golden lightning arcs gathering.

"Is this the monster you've been looking for?"

Nine Profound Golden Thunder asked.

Do you think it's a monster?

Han Feng said softly.

"Isn't it?"

Nine Profound Golden Thunder snorted, then said, "Being able to release this level of evil aura, it's not surprising at all that you call it a monster, is it?"

Han Feng remained silent. He hadn't come here to fight; if he could negotiate with the other side, that would be the best outcome.

"White Tiger, I am the successor of the Azure Dragon."

The pure white tiger did not respond to these words; its cloudy eyes seemed devoid of any emotion.

However, seeing that it did not attack immediately, Han Feng felt a bit more optimistic.

Nine Profound Golden Thunder muttered from the side, "I said, you want to communicate with such an evil being?"

The White Tiger still did not respond.

Han Feng then used the "Azure Dragon and All Living Beings Technique," a green battle aura carrying a rich life force and the unique power of the Azure Dragon.

In this secluded mountain forest, centered on Han Feng, a realm of life spreads out—pure, white, and natural.

The white tiger finally revealed a hint of awkwardness, its lips slightly parted as if it had witnessed something unacceptable.

Do you remember the owner of this power?

Han Feng asked.

Faced with this pure Azure Dragon power, the White Tiger took a half step back, and its enormous head began to shake.

On the White Tiger's brow, a black royal seal flickered between light and shadow.

"Roar!!!"

The next second, the white tiger roared, interrupting Han Feng's attempt to persuade it.

boom!

Han Feng and Jiu Xuan Jin Lei quickly dodged, and the spot where they had been standing was smashed to pieces by a tiger's claw.

The surrounding trees collapsed in layers, and black energy swirled around the white tiger's muscular arm, symbolizing the power of corruption.

"I knew it, there's no point in talking to this kind of thing."

Nine Profound Golden Thunder snorted coldly.

"Stop wasting time talking to it, just get it!"

Seeing that Baihu had entered battle mode, Han Feng abandoned his idea of ​​persuading him with words.

In this round, strength will prevail.

"bring it on!"

Han Feng activated the Flame God Rune, raising his power to the six-star Dou Sheng level.

Although Han Feng sensed that the White Tiger's power was not unimaginably strong, he still took it very seriously.

In his previous encounter with Qinglong, Han Feng suffered a complete and utter defeat. If Baihu and Qinglong are evenly matched, then this battle will definitely be a fierce one.

The Nine Profound Golden Thunder was now completely unleashed, riding the Nine Dragon Coil, its entire body bursting with lightning.

The white tiger roared to the sky, and the sound waves sent all the dead trees around it flying.

boom!

The next instant, the man and the tiger collided head-on.

The flaming hand collided with the white tiger's massive iron claw.

A powerful energy shockwave spread across the sky. In their first encounter, Han Feng could clearly feel the terrifying power of the White Tiger.

The opponent, relying solely on strength, was on par with my fused strange fire power.

This is even without the opponent using the Law of Gold.

"The Profound Sect of Heaven and Earth!"

Suddenly, a dark yellow flame burst forth from the mixed strange fire in Han Feng's hand, and a dark yellow Daoist robe materialized out of thin air.

"Mysterious Yellow Palm!"

Han Feng wielded a Heaven-Rank combat technique with ease, and with a single palm strike, he unleashed immense force.

Baihu raised one arm sharply, clashing with Han Feng's palm strike from above. The force of the blow was mostly neutralized, and the remaining gravity pressed Baihu and the surrounding land downwards, creating a huge crater.

The white tiger shook off the dust, and its loud roar indicated that it had not been injured by the attack just now.

Han Feng continued to fight the white tiger. This time, the battle was confined to the deep pit. Powerful sounds of hand-to-hand combat rang out, and Han Feng quickly sustained several wounds.

The dark yellow Daoist robe was also damaged, and the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire in Han Feng's hand ignited, with a large amount of essence blood power flowing into his body.

"The Record of Ten Thousand Beasts!"

Han Feng's muscles bulged, and his blood and fighting spirit merged to form a blood-red energy.

"Come again!"

Han Feng clashed with Bai Hu once again, this time relying purely on their physical strength in a hand-to-hand combat.

The white tiger before them was at the peak of the six-star Dou Sheng realm, roughly equal to Han Feng after he used the Flame God Transformation.

However, since it only uses physical skills and has not used any combat techniques, its peak combat strength is still unknown.

"The Seal of Ten Thousand Beasts!"

Han Feng struck down with a palm, the terrifying force hitting the white tiger, but it only left a shallow mark. This body, which had undergone hundreds of refinements, had an incredibly strong defense.

Watching the battle from above the deep pit, Jiu Xuan Jin Lei couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement; the tiger's strength was simply too terrifying.

Han Feng's current realm has reached the peak of the five-star Dou Sheng after receiving energy infusion from himself. When he uses that fire secret technique, his strength is close to that of the seven-star Dou Sheng.

The white tiger is now fighting him to a standstill, and even seems to be in a much better position, which is truly abnormal.

Fortunately, Han Feng has not yet unleashed his ultimate move, Nine Dragons Merging with the Dao.

If Han Feng uses this move, his strength will increase further, and Bai Hu will undoubtedly be defeated!

The Nine Profound Golden Thunder was ready to be summoned by Han Feng at any time, secretly accumulating energy.

The Nine Dragons Plate is now a top-tier ninth-grade sacred artifact, and with its divine lightning as its spirit, its strength is vastly different from what it used to be.

As long as Han Feng uses the Nine Dragons Harmony Dao again, he can clearly feel that the energy consumption rate has dropped significantly, which is enough to support him in a prolonged battle.

In the deep pit, the hand-to-hand combat between Han Feng and the white tiger was coming to an end. During this time, Han Feng once again tried to awaken the white tiger's consciousness with words, but its eyes remained cloudy and unclear.

"In that case, I have no choice but to defeat you!"

Han Feng forced the White Tiger back with a single palm strike, and the phantom image of nine dragons appeared behind him.

"Nine Dragons Unite in Dao!"

Outside the deep pit, the summoned Nine Profound Golden Lightning immediately flew behind Han Feng, merging with the Nine Dragon Coil and the Nine Dragon Phantom, unleashing a surge of immense energy.

When the White Tiger saw the sudden increase in the aura of the person in front of him, he paused slightly.

It unusually refrained from launching an attack and instead adopted a defensive posture.

Having unleashed the Nine Dragons Harmony Technique, Han Feng appeared as if a god had descended to earth, with the energy behind him reaching its current limit.