Perspective Medical Genius Young Master-Chapter 1537 - 1528: Even Angrier

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Chapter 1537: Chapter 1528: Even Angrier

The silver-horned tiger roared in pain, becoming even more furious. No longer having time to continue attacking Zhao Yong, Zhao Yong was struck and sent flying. Enormous claws swept backward, aiming at the fierce dragon spear posture just drawn.

Realizing a gust of wind behind me, I sat on a dragon spear and then retreated. Then, with a sudden tremor in the air and a surge of energy, a blue shadow erupted once more.

"A thrust!"

Sparks flew, the massive claws of the silver-horned tiger slammed directly onto the barely stable spear tip, producing a jarring sound.

How sharp was the spear tip? Suddenly, the giant claw of the silver-horned tiger split into two parts. Yet wasn’t the silver-horned tiger also a tremendously powerful strike? Sitting with the right arm numb, a massive force instantly struck his mouth, forcing him to slide back.

"Kill!" With this opening, Ao Cangsheng charged with his sword again. He hurriedly ran three feet, pressing his feet forcefully, and leapt onto the back of the silver-horned tiger.

Feeling someone on its back, the silver-horned tiger roared, enduring the pain of its forepaw being slashed, and began to leap madly, trying to throw the arrogant man from its back.

Ears ringing, body continually wavering. Ao Cangsheng knew that he could not completely stabilize himself at this moment, so as he leaped onto the silver-horned tiger’s back, his vigorous energy poured into his left palm.

Heaven devouring the earth, living beings covered by charcoal.

Around Ao Cangsheng’s left palm, the momentum shifted. In the next moment, his left palm suddenly erupted with a crack, with an explosive burst of air, blatantly pounding the giant head of the silver-horned beast.

Under the destructive power of this palm, the silver-horned tiger suddenly screamed, its giant body becoming frenzied.

This palm would directly blow a crack on the hard, iron-clad tiger head adorned with a silver horn. Thus the entire tiger’s body began to shake as if it might collapse in the next moment.

Witnessing this scene, everyone present couldn’t help but be frozen by divine intervention. They never expected such an arrogant attack to have such an astonishing effect.

Looking back, the other four waved at Han Da, as the silver-horned tiger dizzied, they launched deadly attacks on Han Da one after another.

Ao Cangsheng fought well, but didn’t fly backward. He placed his hand on the sword hilt and leapt up again.

In the air, the sword began to shine brightly, a sense of dizziness reflecting on the proud face of Cangsheng.

"Woo woo woo,"

Then, sword rays burst from the sword one after another, hanging like a waterfall, with all sword beams slashing at the neck of the silver-horned tiger.

"Wow."

The pathetic howl of the silver-horned tiger resounded once again, though its voice was noticeably not as loud as before.

One sword after another cut down, the silver-horned tiger at the neck immediately began to spurt blood, staining all of Ao’s clothing red.

But he held the sword with both hands, eyes cold. Accompanied by a loud crash, the sword, like a rainbow, swiftly and confidently slashed the neck of the silver beast, splitting it completely.

"Clap clap clap"

Glorious explosion, sword ring. Ao Cangsheng’s final strike sliced off the giant head of the silver-horned tiger.

Up until now, the power of the sword hadn’t waned, as if it were lightning, cleaving the ground, carving a groove more than ten centimeters deep.

"Bang."

A low sound echoed, and this silver giant tiger staggered for a moment before finally collapsing into a pool of blood.

The Zhao brothers watched as the silver-horned tiger was slaughtered by Ao Cangsheng, couldn’t help but exhale sharply. Sitting back, pulling the dragon spear, panting heavily, and giving a thumbs-up to the arrogant man, "That was amazing!"

This silver-horned tiger being slaughtered, everyone surrounded it.

"What’s this evil?" Just as they glimpsed it, Zhao Hong’s voice turned urgent.

Zhao Hong felt the tiger to be much inferior to the previous silver-horned tiger, just because of the fearsome aura of the previous tiger!

"This is the Evil Moon, Evil Eighth Level! It’s somewhat weak, with strength equivalent to breaking the fate of six heroes!" The man standing tall, the Azure Dragon Spear in his hand suddenly bloomed, fiercely menacing straight through the Evil Moon.

"Eighth-level killer?" Hearing these four words, Zhao Jiang couldn’t help but shiver. Originally without a smile, he suddenly exuded immense majesty.

"Let’s go!" The Evil Moon charged like a small mountain, striking toward where the people were.

Before arriving, the massive fangs of the Evil Moon bit down with pale "kaka" crisply, causing everyone’s scalp to numb.

"Sound"

Prideful Cangsheng dialect, five simultaneously dashed towards the Evil Moon. In the lush forest above, brilliant sunlight dappled over the five Han Da soldiers, casting a dim cold light.

Five Zhou Yuanqi rushed into Han Da. For a moment, the five Han Da soldiers whistled, as if they had just been revived from evil, biting towards the Evil Moon.

Among the people, Ao Cangsheng’s speed was the fastest, because he used the "Cloud Storm." Seeing a figure flash by, Ao Cangsheng rushed to the forefront.

The longsword in hand splendidly blossomed, three swords whistled through the air. Three swords’ whirlwind like a gyroscope cut fiercely towards the wild side.

Sword light swept through, and in the forest instantly, green grass and trees snapped, flying with light yellow smoke and dust into the sky, immediately attacked.

"Bang."

Sword shadow soared, slashing evil moon that tore through the sky, yet saw the evil moon’s giant paws suddenly sweep across diagonally like a boulder, directly illuminating three proud swords with a paw flying.

A paw struck the imprudent attack of Cangsheng, the evil moon green roared again. The massive body spun violently, its tail like a steel cable, swung hard to the left.

"Clang!"

A symphony of iron rang out, Zhao Yong exerted all his strength, chopping directly onto the massive tail of the Evil Moon.

The blade was chopped down, sparks showered. It seemed this blade was not cutting through the Evil Moon’s tail, but striking an iron rock.

How potent was this blade? Yet, it didn’t harm the Evil Moon’s tail. Precisely then, Zhao Yong was struck by its immense power, his longest knife promptly rebounded.

If he hadn’t reacted quickly, the back of the rebounded knife would have directly slashed his left shoulder.

After the massive tail forced Zhao Yong to retreat, the demonic moon’s pale claws swiped to the right side, while enormous bloodstains vanished rapidly.

These two directions were precisely where Zhao Hong, Zhao Jiang, and Man Zai were attacking. Zhao Hong Zhao Jiang and his brothers slashed from the right, aiming at the evil moon’s abdomen.

Barbarically seated on a longspear, like a dragon, quick thrusts, trying to blind the evil eyes.

However, not only was the demonic moon fast, its hardness was unparalleled, like iron.

"Bang-bang-

The light of two knives clattered rapidly, making loud noises. In a blur of light and shadow, eyes shall be beheaded in the evil moon.

"Don’t resist your enemy, try to realize it!" With a whirl wind cut out by the knife in hand, Zhao Hong shouted at his own throat.

"Understood!" Zhao Yong and Zhao Jiang responded simultaneously.

The speaker saw a giant claw charging into the air, a gust blowing the gale behind him slanted.

The demonic moon was so mighty, it had the power of five tigers’ claps. Only heard the crisp sound of "clang," Zhao Hong and Zhao Jiang’s two long knives, suddenly struck by the evil moon and flew out. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

The two Han Da soldiers flown by great claws, they dashed forward again, hitting the Zhao brothers.

"Retreat!" Zhao Hong’s face turned gravely urgent, the body instantly flew back, uttering a sentence from the mouth.