"Don't hold back any longer, finish this quickly!" the bald man said, then turned to the woman.
"I see!" The woman nodded, and her aura surged once more.
"Come on, let's see how I can defeat both of you!" White Tiger squinted his eyes.
While speaking, he shot towards the bald man at lightning speed. His movements were so swift that a blade aura surged towards the man's chest.
"Don't underestimate me!" The bald man spoke coldly and exerted full force to counter White Tiger's strike.
Boom!
The two forces collided with a tremendous impact. White Tiger, spitting out a mouthful of blood, was sent flying as if struck by a ferocious beast, heading in the direction of tha woman.
White Tiger adjusted his body mid-air and landed swiftly. Without hesitation, he rushed towards the woman. Clearly, his attack on the man had been a feint, intended to gain momentum.
"Hmm!?" The woman had never expected White Tiger to play tricks at this moment, and her pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks.
"Damn it!" The black-robed man, who had been watching from the sidelines, roared with anger upon witnessing this. He then raised his hand and sent a furious burst of energy toward White Tiger.
However, White Tiger paid no attention to the incoming attack. Instead, his eyes lit up with fervor, and he swung his battle blade in an arc towards the woman.
"No!" The woman immediately sensed a terrifying aura of impending doom surrounding her. In her desperate state, she quickly raised her blade to block the strike.
The powerful strike from White Tiger was too much for her to withstand, especially when she was in a passive defensive position. The blade aura cleaved her large blade into two pieces, and then the force continued unabated, penetrating her chest. Her clothes burst open, revealing a crimson gash across her snowy-white chest. Blood gushed out in a jet, and she collapsed to the ground, convulsing a few times before falling still.
Simultaneously, White Tiger was sent flying by a palm strike from the black-robed elder. He soared through the air, landing heavily on the ground some thirty to forty meters away, spewing blood.
"White Tiger" Rakshasa shouted as she watched in shock. In this moment of distraction, the elder slashed his blade towards her, opening another deep wound on her arm. Rakshasa paid no heed to the pain, her eyes filled with determination.
"Your own life is at stake, and you're still thinking about men. You're quite a devoted and affectionate woman!" The old man blocked her way.
"You bastard, get out of my way!" Rakshasa's eyes turned red, and she shouted in anger.
Then, her eyes narrowed as she unleashed a sword technique she had learned in the cave. She hadn't had much time to practice it because she had been busy, and it was quite advanced, so she had only scratched the surface of its mastery. If it weren't for her concern for White Tiger's safety, she probably wouldn't have used it.
Her figure flashed, her wrist continued to rotate, and the energy of her sword surged out one after another.
"What kind of sword technique is this? Interesting!" The old man's eyes squinted slightly. "But if I guess correctly, you don't seem to grasp the essence of this technique."
As he spoke, he wielded his large sword to meet her, and the two of them engaged in battle once more.
"Hmm?" After a while, Rakshasa couldn't help but exclaim softly, and her eyes lit up. A force several times stronger than before exploded from her, causing the old man across from her to involuntarily take several large steps backward.
"How is this possible? You've broken through?" After steadying himself, the old man's face was full of shock.
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