People who cultivated the system liked and hated people the most.

They did not cultivate anything else, but specifically tempered their own bodies and strengthened their own strength. This kind of person had extremely high reactions to close combat attacks, and because of their strong defensive power, they were not afraid of normal attacks, and could use their terrifying power that could shatter mountains and shatter rocks.

They were able to rapidly gather all the strength in their bodies. If this were the case, then the storm-like attack would send them into melee combat, and they wouldn't be far from being defeated.

For example, Behemoths could be called the elites of land battles. They were the ones who were invincible in land battles, and no matter how strong they were, no matter if they could destroy a continent with a single punch, they would still be unable to fly.

Body cultivators also had their own fatal weakness. They didn't have any long-range attacks, and since they couldn't fly, their combat environment was greatly restricted.

However, this tiger's luck was quite good. The battlefield with Tian Rong was just the sealed part of the tower, and the area was rather narrow, suitable for close combat.

The whip kick landed on Tian Rong's body. With 30% of the tiger's strength and the added strength from his legs, Tian Rong was able to withstand 40% of the tiger's strength, and his weak waist.

Tian Rong was kicked away.

However, the speed in the air was still the same as before. His body stabilized, and he almost crashed into the room.

With a cold expression, Tian Rong used his claws to wipe the wound at the corner of his mouth. It was nothing, just a minor wound. But, he was about to use his ultimate move.

Tianrong had already comprehended to the depths of strengthening, allowing him to increase his physical defense by eight times. Although he was still unable to reach mastery and could last for more than two hours, it was still enough for him to fight for the time it takes to burn an incense stick of time.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet. The tiger was also doing its best to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy in order to recover its body and replenish the energy it had consumed during the battle.

The battle was about to begin.

However, the door that was attacked also opened, and a person walked out. His body was covered in surging demonic qi, as if he had been possessed by a devil; his murderous aura was uncontrollable, as if he had turned into a demon of slaughter. However, his cultivation base was one step higher than yesterday's five Layered Heavens — — Six Layered Heavens.

After that, his strength suddenly skyrocketed. Seven Layered Heavens, eight Layered Heavens, nine Layered Heavens, all the way to the great watershed between his spirit power and the road realm.

All the spiritual energy in his body had been converted into demonic energy. At this moment, Li Shaoqing was already in the road.

He revealed a devilish and evil smile. It was the feeling of bloodthirst.

Fast as lightning, battling like a madman.

He ignored his own defense and attacked with all his demon qi.

Splitting Mountain Fist!

Tiger sensed danger, even more so than the one Tian Rong brought him. Tiger used his peerless skill of watching people fight. The Mountain Breaking Fist, Mountain Breaking Fist, and Mountain Breaking Fist. They were both extremely powerful. And now, it was unleashed with the full might of a tiger.

The power of the punch was extremely terrifying. A single punch could break ten punches, but the tiger could still use that strength to its utmost.

If this punch were to land on the body of a vicious beast, the demonic beast on the road would probably be killed in one blow as well.

However, the current Li Shaoqing was so unfamiliar to Tian Rong. He only felt a bloodthirsty light and an interest in slaughter. He was not only ruthless to others, he was also ruthless to himself. In other words, he had already become a killing machine.

The devilish qi wrapped Li Shaoqing's body. The devilish qi in his dantian poured into his right palm. The power of the hand blade was like splitting a mountain and chopping rocks. It chopped down towards the tiger's head.

The Mountain Crossing Fist struck his chest. The iron fist that was as heavy as the shadow of a golden dragon and contained a force of ten thousand Jin, it was very, very powerful.

Li Shaoqing spat out a mouthful of blood essence as if the blood essence represented all the energy in his body, but he did not give up. The blade in his hand flashed like a lightning hawk and the tiger was unable to dodge in time.

Blood gushed out like a blood fiend from hell. The disgusting thing in his brain was faintly discernible. Even his eyes changed. It was as if he had come from hell, and he began to mutter with a sigh.

On Li Shaoqing's hand was the severed head. Blood flowed unceasingly, and the smell of blood filled the air. There was always a fishy smell in front of his nose, the smell of human blood.

As for his face, it was splattered with extremely hot red blood. It was truly fiery hot.

He licked the blood on his hands, making Li Shaoqing, who had already gone berserk, become even more bloodthirsty.

The devilish qi seemed to be out of control. It was as if it was going to erupt at any moment, as if it was going to massacre and bloodthirsty.

A terrifying desire emerged in Li Shaoqing's heart. It was like a drug that couldn't be stopped after it had been fed with blood.

Only killing could satisfy this desire. Only violence could satisfy this desire, only bloodthirst could satisfy it.

The coldness in Li Shaoqing's eyes grew even stronger. He wanted to kill someone, but now, he had truly become a devil.

It was not the so-called devil protecting his loved ones, but the devil slaughtering the world. His original intentions seemed to have changed.

The wind blew, and people moved.

His figure moved, attacking.

Shadows moved, bodies moved, and the rescue that was contained within them was the act of brotherhood. They moved, and moved again.

Demon! — Demon!

In the confrontation between Tian Rong and Li Shaoqing, Tian Rong stared at him with bloodthirsty eyes.

"Big brother, please wake up. I'm Tian Rong, your brother."

"Brother? "Sister." A trace of confusion flashed across Li Shaoqing's eyes, then his eyes were controlled by the bloodlust again. Only by killing would he be satisfied, kill, kill.

The thick breath at the corner of his mouth indicated his rage.

Now that the situation was out of control, the maintenance staff who had received instructions from the guards in the dark could only come out. The cultivation base of the sixth level of the Road realm was only around thirty years old.

As long as he quickly settled the matter, he would be able to turn a blind eye to it, but right now, the situation was completely out of his control. That person was bloodthirsty, and the tiger had actually been cut off by him.

Moreover, he knew that the Spirit Pagoda's young master, Yuan Feng, was cultivating in a room here. It seemed like he would be coming out today, and this person was brought over by Young Master Feiyang from the Yun Family.

However, seeing how valiant and tyrannical this person was, he was sure that he had a special relationship with Cloudsoar. A bunch of dragons and phoenixes could form a nest of small rats.

Everyone had their own circle, at least they had a bit of the same line, and Cloudsoar had a bit of the same line as the pervert in front of them — Pervert.

Without even mentioning what the guardian thought, Tian Rong had already fought with Li Shaoqing no less than ten times.

That cold killing intent caused even Tian Rong to tremble. However, for the sake of his brother, he had to do it.

Tian Rong's body had some wounds, but they weren't heavy. However, Li Shaoqing didn't care about defense. His desperate fighting style had actually turned into full of wounds.

However, Li Shaoqing, who had gone berserk, had the foreboding of breaking through to the Second Sky of the Road Realm. He was truly a lunatic.

However, the demon qi in his dantian was also more wild and unruly, and was even more unruly. A big part of it had already escaped out of his dantian and mixed with the spiritual qi.

Li Shaoqing could not hold on for much longer, but he still wanted to attack, and he still needed to go crazy.