C87 (2/2)

With a ”peng” sound, Yi Feng's body was pushed back, and blood even flowed out of his mouth. Even in the weakest part of the illusion formation, Yi Feng's strength was injured. Was this still a test by a senior warrior?

In the end, they discovered that they were actually in a huge cave. Not far in front of them, the giant black tiger had been lying on the ground the whole time, looking at them with a look of disdain, but looking at Yi Feng, its eyes were filled with disdain.

The black tiger was twice the size of an ordinary tiger. Not only that, its body was completely black, and it gave off a dark glow like a scale armor. Its toughness wasn't any less than an ordinary weapon.

Yi Feng stopped retreating and looked at the black tiger in front of him. Taking a deep breath, Yi Feng felt an aura that was no weaker than Qin Yun and company from the black tiger's body. In other words, the black tiger was a beginner grandmaster?

Looking back at the stunned expressions of the crowd, it seemed that the appearance of the Black Tiger was also within their expectations. With a bitter smile, it seemed that the battle today would be difficult to win.

Although there were ten people on Yi Feng's side, they were all Advanced Warriors. It would be difficult for them to even defeat an Intermediate Martial Master, not to mention the fact that the opponent was a Primary Grandmaster.

The black tiger seemed to be in no hurry. It didn't take the initiative to attack the group but continued to lie down. In its eyes, these people were no different from ants. Beasts that had reached the Xiantian realm could even speak the human tongue, and those at the Void Prying Stage could even take on the form of a human.

Although the Black Tiger did not take the initiative to attack them, everyone knew that without defeating the Black Tiger, it was impossible to pass through this passage. They could only brace themselves and spread out to surround the Black Tiger.

Yi Feng also did not come up with a good countermeasure. Against the Black Tiger whose strength far surpassed theirs, all schemes and tricks were useless, and he could only defeat him.

”Miss Liu Li, can you chase away this Black Tiger?” The tanned Black Mountain asked with the last sliver of hope in his heart.

”Dream on, even a Grandmaster would want to control it, unless my cultivation level is higher than this Black Tiger.” Liu Li Jing'er said helplessly. Asking herself to control the black tiger, what difference was there between this and death?

”There's no other way. We can only fight him head on.” Black Mountain's face was grave. A huge axe that could split open the mountain appeared in his hand. Everyone was stunned when they saw this. This huge axe was very big, and its handle was one meter long. It was rather suitable for Black Mountain.

Without wasting any time, Black Mountain attacked the Black Tiger first. The huge axe in his hand whistled as it cleaved towards the Black Tiger.

Black Mountain was not a disciple of a big sect, but his talent was even higher than Sun Dazhi. Black Mountain trained diligently, reaching the Great Perfection of an Advanced Warrior at the age of eighteen.

The Black Tiger did not seem to notice Black Mountain's attack and allowed Black Mountain to attack it. However, just as the huge axe was about to strike Black Tiger, the huge Black Tiger strangely disappeared. In the next moment, it reappeared at Black Mountain's side. A murderous light shone from his eyes. He looked extremely bloodthirsty as he opened his big mouth and bit towards Black Mountain.

A Zongshi realm strange beast was much stronger than a martial artist of the same level. The physical condition of the strange beast was much better than a martial artist. Not only did this black tiger possess illusion techniques, its strength was also abnormally tyrannical.

The speed of the black tiger was as fast as lightning. Among everyone present, only Yi Feng could see its movements clearly. Yi Feng asked himself, if he did not have a clear understanding of wind power, he would not be able to keep up with the black tiger, unless he used the Purple Cloud Boots.

He had even forgotten to counterattack, but even if he did, it would be useless. He was just about to crush the bead and finish the trial, it would be better than losing his life. But then, he tightened his shoulders and appeared in another empty space in the cave. The white-robed youth was standing in front of him.