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Chapter 821: Chapter 73 White Tiger Chapter 821: Chapter 73 White Tiger “Are you, are you really not joking?”

Watching Zhao Feng transform into a sword-light and disappear into the horizon, the middle-aged cultivator with yellow hair looked at Wang Ba with a face full of shock.

Wang Ba’s expression darkened slightly as he quickly surveyed his surroundings, casually replying:

“Is Jin afraid?”

“Afraid?

Haha…

indeed, a bit.”

The middle-aged cultivator with yellow hair forced a laugh without concealing his fear, but his expression immediately turned serious as he said:

“Buxi City should have received the message by now, they’ll definitely send someone over right away, so there’s nothing to be scared of.”

“Let’s hope so…

The premise is that we can stop this Blood Sacrifice first.”

Wang Ba finally fixed his gaze on the large cauldron.

The middle-aged cultivator with yellow hair couldn’t help but show a solemn expression upon hearing this:

“You have a way?”

“So many puppets, although they seem mediocre in attacking people, their defensive capabilities are not low, especially that scum from Dao Sheng hiding in the shadows.

We can’t focus on dealing with…”

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“I’ll deal with the puppets, but you have to find a way to save those mortals first!”

The middle-aged cultivator with yellow hair was stunned, but then couldn’t help expressing some doubt:

“Saving those mortals is not a problem, but can you really deal with so many puppets?”

“Dodge!”

At that moment, Wang Ba suddenly urged.

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Although the middle-aged cultivator with yellow hair didn’t understand why, he immediately flew out.

Wang Ba flew away even faster.

Whoosh!

Two streams wrapped in mana, resembling steel limbs, nearly missed their targets by a split second, emerging from thin air and slicing through the atmosphere at high speed.

But they caught nothing.

An intact spider once again revealed its form before swiftly vanishing.

A hint of relief flickered across the face of the middle-aged cultivator with yellow hair!

“I’ve been discovered again…”

In the darkness, a pair of emotionless eyes filled with gravity.

“How did he find me?”

Even the two previous Nascent Soul cultivators hadn’t been able to detect him right away…

Yet this Da Jin Monk, merely in the Early Stage of Golden Core, had repeatedly evaded him at crucial moments.

He couldn’t help but suspect that there was something off with this Da Jin Monk.

“Then, let’s first go kill that yellow-haired one…”

However, as soon as the thought arose, a look of shock passed through his eyes.

“What is this…?”

In the distant sky.

Wang Ba, with a grave expression, watched the black-clothed figures that were continuously piercing mortal bodies as if no one else was around:

“Too many puppets?”

“Then isn’t my Beast Control all for naught?”

His sleeves danced in the air.

One after another, azure figures swiftly leaped from his sleeves, ballooning in the wind to the size of houses in the blink of an eye, landing heavily on the ground, causing violent tremors and roars!

The heads of the turtles with hard keratin shells roared angrily.

The thick azure turtle shells were exaggeratedly covered with sharp barbs.

Dust filled the air, and the roars echoed one after another!

For a moment, the black-clothed figures couldn’t help but halt in their tracks.

“Class III middle-grade Spirit Turtles?

How, how are there so many!?”

In the darkness, his eyes widened with shock.

His gaze swept over the Spirit Turtles below.

There were indeed over fifty Class III Spirit Turtles!

A thought crossed his mind.

A black-clothed figure rapidly retracted the threads shot from its body and then directly flew towards the closest Azure Spirit Turtle.

Its body even emitted a bizarrely dark radiance!

However, to his astonishment, when the light hit the turtle shell, it didn’t leave a single mark.

“How is this possible?!”

In the darkness, the eyes that witnessed this moment suddenly widened.

And Wang Ba, who also saw this scene, didn’t show the slightest surprise.

The defense of the Azure Spirit Turtle was already extremely formidable.

Having consumed the flesh and blood of the Coral Dragon, it seemed to be influenced by the bloodline of the Dragon Clan, slightly enhancing its defensive strength.

Although just middle grade, its defense was comparable to that of ordinary top-grade Class III Spirit Beasts.

Although this was not enough to pose a threat to the black-clothed figures, dealing with these Azure Spirit Turtles would be almost impossible in the short term.

The middle-aged cultivator with yellow hair, watching from afar, also showed shock.

“So that was his method!”

Yet compared to Wang Ba’s previous feats of matching Nascent Soul Cultivators with only the early-stage Golden Core Cultivation Base, these pure external Spirit Turtles didn’t seem that excessive.

The middle-aged man wasted no opportunity and with a flick of his wrist, countless flying knives shot out quickly, splitting and multiplying, swiftly rescuing the living people and cultivators below, and drawing them back!

In the darkness, the eyes flashed with a fierce gleam.

The next moment.

As the middle-aged cultivator with yellow hair focused on rescuing the mortals, behind him, a leg wrapped in special mana emerged silently from thin air and swiftly pierced into the middle-aged cultivator with yellow hair’s…

Bang!

The middle-aged cultivator with yellow hair exploded like a cloud of dust, only to quickly re-form not far away.

He wore a mocking expression:

“That trick of yours only works on the uninformed…”

“Is that so…”

A strange accent rang out.

A wave of invisible soul fluctuation swept through in an instant.

The middle-aged cultivator with yellow hair felt a jolt in his Spiritual Government, his body stiffening!

Not far away, the spider instantly launched countless threads, striking toward the middle-aged cultivator with yellow hair.

The moment it hit him, a Talisman light suddenly radiated from his body!