Before he finished speaking, the aura around Fang Muqing suddenly surged, the Black Tiger Tattoo on his chest lit up again, and the illusive black tiger shadow slowly emerged on his body.
The surrounding Demon Suppression Guard looked increasingly nervous, staring at the two people in the field, and they were secretly sweating for Su Fei.
But Su Fei still stood as steady as Mount Tai, with a calm look on his face, mana surging all over his body, and the skills in his body running quietly, ready for battle.
This battle is not only for his own face and his position as a centurion, but also to maintain the dignity of Ninth Barracks.
In order to prove oneself, one must not rely solely on connections to gain the position, but must rely on strength to gain the position of centurion.
After saying this, the atmosphere in the venue instantly solidified.
A sinister look flashed in Fang Muqing's eyes, and he kicked the ground violently with the soles of his feet. The ground instantly cracked with several spider web-like lines. Nirvana Realm Fifth Level Peak's mana exploded completely, and the Black Tiger Tattoo light on his chest surged.
The black tiger phantom was no longer attached to his body, slowly detached, and expanded half a circle in the air. The figure became more solid, the fur was clearly visible, the fangs were exposed, a pair of tiger eyes were as red as blood, and the ferocious aura swept across the entire place like a tsunami, and even the surrounding air became thicker.
"Ho--!"
The black tiger phantom raised its head and let out a roar that shook the world. The sound waves rolled and shook the tiles of the barracks in the distance slightly. The onlookers Demon Suppression Guard subconsciously stepped back again and covered their ears.
Fang Muqing raised a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, formed seals with his hands, and sternly controlled the black tiger's shadow
"Black Tiger Tattoo, come on, tear him apart."
Following his command and control, the black tiger phantom stepped on the void with its limbs and roared towards Su Fei. The black tiger's sharp claws cut through the air, leaving several sharp air marks, and dust flew on the ground.
From Fang Muqing's point of view, Black Tiger Tattoo has seriously injured and even killed Su Fei. After all, the two realms are different.
In addition, his Black Tiger Tattoo is a secret technique exchanged from the Demon Suppression Bureau, which is very powerful.
Su Fei, as a warrior from the Southwestern Lesser Continent, has absolutely no power to resist.
Su Fei Facing this ferocious black tiger shadow, there was no fear on his face, but an expression of eagerness to try.
It just so happens that after my Three Saber Strikes of the Avici Path was repaired to the Perfection Realm, I haven't tried the power yet, so I'll give it a try with you today.
Su Fei holds the long knife at his waist with his right hand.
Three Saber Strikes of the Avici Path's sword intent filled the air, and a cold and biting ghostly aura overflowed from the sword.
This ghostly aura is extremely cold, with a desolate aura originating from hell.
The moment Demon Suppression Guard present felt this breath, they all felt chills all over, as if they had fallen into the boundless Avici Hell. The fear deep in their hearts was instantly aroused, and they couldn't help but tremble all over.
Some people's eyes were in a trance, and the fear of being severely scolded by their father for being naughty as a child came to mind.
Some people looked pale, remembering the despair of being on the verge of death when their colleagues were eaten alive by demons during missions in the past, and they themselves were chased by demons and fled in embarrassment.
Others clenched their fists, their faces turned red, and they were covered in cold sweat. They didn't know what they were thinking of.
The phantom of the black tiger that was rushing towards Su Fei suddenly stopped when it touched the Netherworld Killing Intent. The ferocious look in its eyes was reduced a bit, replaced by a trace of anthropomorphic panic.
This is all because the black tiger phantom is formed by the condensed evil energy, and the Three Saber Strikes of the Avici Path used by Su Fei and the condensed Netherworld Killing Intent happen to be its nemesis. Just like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun, the black tiger phantom instinctively generates fear.
Su Fei saw the phantom of the black tiger stagnating in the air. He seized this opportunity and without any hesitation, he unsheathed his sword and struck out with a slash.
Choking!
There was a crisp sword cry, Su Fei. The moment the long sword was unsheathed, a blade of black ink energy burst out, shooting towards the black tiger's phantom.
Wherever the black sword energy passed, the air was directly torn, and the sunlight was swallowed up, leaving only a dark trail in the sky.
Seeing the power of this sword, the smile on Fang Muqing's face froze. He quickly wanted to control the black tiger shadow to dodge, but the speed of this sword was too fast, and he had no time to control it.
Stab!
The jet-black sword energy hit the back of the black tiger's shadow, and a bone-deep wound instantly appeared, and rich black energy spurted out from the wound.
The originally violent black tiger phantom let out a shrill wail, and its huge body fell heavily to the ground like a kite with its string cut off, twitching continuously.
The aura on his body dimmed, the ominous aura quickly dissipated, and his figure gradually became illusory.
"No!"
The phantom of the black tiger in front of him was severely injured by Su Fei.
Fang Muqing's complexion changed drastically and he said angrily.
"My Black Tiger Tattoo."
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. How could you, a Nirvana Realm Fourth Level warrior, be able to break my Black Tiger Tattoo? How could you be so powerful?"
Fang Muqing has a dull look on his face. He is proud of himself and relies on it to become famous. Black Tiger Tattoo.
He was unexpectedly severely injured by a newcomer who was one level below him and had no Demon Suppression Bureau combat experience. This simply overturned his understanding of martial arts.
The venue fell into silence again. Demon Suppression Guard present had his eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and his face was full of shock.
Hu Jing and Qiu Xu struggled to get up from the ground and looked at Su Fei in the field. They were completely immersed in self-doubt.
Hu Jing and Qiu Xu are also Nirvana Realm Fourth Level. In the end, they couldn't even block Fang Muqing's move, but Su Fei was able to severely damage Fang Muqing's secret technique with one strike. The gap is probably too big.
They both felt like clowns and felt extremely bitter in their hearts.
There was a quick-responsive Demon Suppression Guard who shouted first.
"Ah, Centurion Su is so fierce and powerful."
Immediately afterwards, more cheers came one after another, resounding throughout Ninth Barracks.
"Centurion Su is so powerful, he actually defeated Fang Muqing's Black Tiger Tattoo with just one blow!"
"I knew that Centurion Su didn't get to the top through connections. This strength is stronger than many centurions."
"Hey, Little Four, that's not what you said yesterday."
"Ahem, Zhang Laowu, don't say that. My admiration for Centurion Su is like an endless river."
"Isn't he Fang Muqing crazy? Now he's been slapped hard in the face by us Centurion Su."
"Centurion Su, come on, we must completely defeat this arrogant person and create a beautiful reputation for us Ninth Barracks."
Amidst the cheers, the fear on the faces of Demon Suppression Guard had long since disappeared, replaced by excitement and reverence. Their eyes looking at Su Fei were full of conviction.
Such strength is very worthy of their Ninth Barracks centurion position.
Su Fei was holding the long knife, still looking calm, not at all proud, but looking coldly at the pale-faced Fang Muqing, with a calm tone.