"Uncle Chen!"
Following Chen Lin, several people in green robes hurried over to support Chen Lin's swaying figure.
A few of them glared angrily at the fiery figure in the sky, shouting, "If you hadn't ambushed Uncle Chen while he was unguarded, how could you have defeated him, you scoundrel!"
"Victory and defeat are the sa; winning is all that matters, there's no talk of ambushes." The fiery figure sneered disdainfully.
"You!..." The figures were furious, but lacking in strength, they were unable to rush forward recklessly.
Chen Lin slowly steadied himself; his left arm was slightly bent, and his chest bore tattered clothes revealing scars, fresh blood rolling down.
Clearly, he had suffered considerable injuries during the conflict just now.
"Cough cough..." Chen Lin coughed dryly, looking coldly at the figure in the sky, said, "I'd like to see, even if you defeated , how you could possibly ta this mystical beast."
"Better be careful not to follow my unfortunate footsteps." Chen Lin coldly smirked, his words full of threat, sensing the presence of nurous powerful figures in the surrounding dense forests.
"Remove the Formation!"
As his words fell, several figures erged around the volcanic crater, the green light disappearing instantly from the crater's mouth.
Roar!
At the mont the green light vanished, a huge figure surged out of the volcano.
Its entire body was covered in pure white fur, exuding a holy glow, wings sprouting on its back, flapping gradually and carrying its massive form into the sky.
"This is..." Lin Chen was stunned, slowly speaking, "A white tiger?"
"Chen Lin, watch how I ta this beast!"
Old Ghost Li laughed heartily, flipping his palm, an abrupt ergence of a rope appeared in his palm, only two fingers in thickness, several feet long, limp in his hand.
"The God Binding Rope!"
Chen Lin, well-inford, was taken aback, said coldly, "I never thought you'd even manage to find this item, no wonder you're so confident."
The so-called God Binding Rope naturally couldn't bind celestial beings, but with Old Ghost Li's strength combined with the rope, it seed the mystical beast could only belong to soone else now.
Thinking of this, Chen Lin sighed lightly.
From a distance, Lin Chen watched the unfolding scene in the sky intensely.
The soaring white tiger clearly bore scars, its white fur stained heavily red, slowing its speed, unable to match the fiery figure's pace.
Old Ghost Li wielded the God Binding Rope, holding the end, swinging it within his hand, the rope more than a yard long, transford into a ray of light, lashing towards the white tiger ahead.
It seed extrely fearful, continuously roaring, maneuvering in the air.
"This can't go on." Lin Chen couldn't help but worry, he had co from Earth, knowing well of these mythical beasts, naturally didn't wish for them to fall into human hands, especially the Crimson Fla Sect, which Lin Chen had no fondness for. Coupled with the previous incidents, becoming their adversary was inevitable.
"Dive into the crowd on the left side!"
Lin Chen pinched his throat, issuing a greatly distorted voice from behind a boulder.
Though the voice changed, the words were clear to hear. The white tiger, possessing intelligence, though driven by urgency monts ago, sowhat bewildered, upon hearing Lin Chen's reminder, its eyes flickered, swiftly dashing towards the left side.
There stood the Crimson Fla Sect disciples, opposing the Green Ripple Sect, observed from afar.
Though the white tiger's speed was sowhat slower compared to Old Ghost Li, it was exceedingly fast in front of those with low cultivation.
Its figure darted through the crowd, its strong forelegs raised high, slamming down, the sharp claws striking in the center of the figures.
"Ah..."
Suddenly, cries erupted from the crowd, though so reacted swiftly, the red light rising from their bodies akin to a barrier before them.
But these were no match for the white tiger, under its powerful strike, all shattered, their bodies ripped by sharp claws into nurous gashes, blood and flesh flying from the scene.
In short ti, dozens of figures were reduced by nearly half.
"Fools! Move swiftly!" Old Ghost Li shouted furiously.
The figures in disarray beca hindrances for Old Ghost Li, preventing him from acting recklessly. These people were fresh blood to the sect ant for early trials, not expecting such an outco.
His heart couldn't help but ache.
"Who is speaking here, causing harm to my Crimson Fla Sect!"
Old Ghost Li shouted angrily, a palm striking from above, crimson aura erupted from his hand, ravaging towards the spot Lin Chen spoke earlier.
With a loud bang.
The boulder turned to dust, the montum unabated, continuing forth, smashing a deep pit into the ground!
"Luckily, I moved fast."
Lin Chen crouched before a bush, looking at the deep pit several yards to the side, smiled coldly, he wouldn't be foolish enough to stay after speaking, waiting for another's attack.
"Old Ghost Li, I advised you not to follow my footsteps, didn't expect karma to co swiftly! Hahaha... cough."
Chen Lin looked across, joyfully laughing, his wound tugged by laughter, feeling pain, coughed dryly a few tis, though his face pale, the joy was unmistakably evident.
"Shut up! Once I capture the beast, I'll find that scoundrel!" Old Ghost Li roared, "I want to see who's secretly against my Crimson Fla Sect!"
"Tch..."
As Old Ghost Li's words fell, waves of jeers arose, not just from the Green Ripple Sect but echoed throughout the forest.
Such words were no issue from anyone, but Old Ghost Li had just ambushed Chen Lin, now saying such words inevitably stirred ridicule.
Lin Chen, with disdain, furthers the impression of the Crimson Fla Sect being unworthy of admiration, especially considering their mbers' nature.
During this ti, the figures of the Crimson Fla Sect dwindled to a re few, the white tiger basked in blood, its gaze now turned blood-red, exuding an eerie aura.
The figures retreated, now unable to obscure the white tiger's form, Old Ghost Li shouted furiously, "Where will you run now!"
"Go!"
As the words fell, the God Binding Rope shot forth, a sharp sound accompanying it, racing towards the massive white tiger!
Old Ghost Li's hand ford into a sword's edge, waving in the air, the rope moved with his movents, as if unseen hands manipulated it.
"This is bad!"
Lin Chen exclaid inwardly, monts ago, the white tiger had fought fiercely but exhausted so strength, the decrease in stamina allowing the rope to entangle it tightly!
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