If there were no such injurious beasts in the Tiger Forest, it would still be a beautiful, peaceful and good place to cultivate one's body and mind. However, this forest could no longer be called the Tiger Forest.
"Xiaoye, hold on, the time will be here in a while!" Acheng, who was enjoying a rare moment of relaxation and understanding his mood, walked to a cliff mouth when a clear sound of shouting came, and Acheng frowned.
, couldn't help but follow the sound, wanting to see who was fighting here.
After walking behind a big rock, Acheng quietly poked his head out. There were two men and three women in his eyes. The woman in green clothes at the head was covered with scratches and bloodstains. Her originally neat bangs were also stuck to her forehead. Sweat was dripping down her eyelashes. A pair of beautiful women.
His eyes were full of anxiety; the two women beside him were also covered in scars, and they were scratched by the tiger's claws as he spoke, arousing a burst of moans; compared to the condition of the three women, the two men holding knives at this time
, he was in a state of embarrassment, always in fear of his life; the man in a purple samurai uniform, not to mention scars, the scratches on his chest that were deep into the bones were chilling; the man in a white samurai uniform was even more miserable,
The right wrist was already mangled with blood and was basically useless. The blood on the left leg was still overflowing. He could only sit half-kneeling on the ground and waved the long knife desperately with his right hand.
The group of people were in such a state of embarrassment, but their lives were not in danger for the time being. Several tigers continued to attack and harass them, just like a cat playing with a mouse.
Acheng, who originally wanted to rescue them, looked at the eye-catching word "Murong" on the back of the leading woman in green, but Acheng hesitated, thinking whether to watch them die of exhaustion or take the opportunity to kill them.
"Wan'er, Xiaoqin, Xiaodie, you take the opportunity to rush out. We can't complete this mission. Don't die here. Li Ming and I will break up the throne!" The man in purple warrior uniform shouted behind him without looking back.
, with a worried look on his face, he probably felt that he could no longer hold on anymore.
"No, Yu Ze, it doesn't matter even if you die here today, it's just a game, I can't leave you alone!" The woman named Wan'er had firm eyes. Although she was covered in scars, she just frowned and gritted her teeth and persisted.
"Li Ming, you grandson, stop howling, it annoys me to death!"
"Fuck your mother, I've bitten off my wrist. Come and try it!" The man named Li Ming roared at Yu Ze, as if he had found an outlet. The woman named Wan'er glanced at Li Ming
, with a look of disdain.
Acheng, who was standing behind the stone, looked at Wan'er fighting the tiger in the distance. Looking at her determined and persistent eyes, he could vaguely see the shadow of Xiaoru. They were both stubborn women. How similar they were. The one who promised
The woman who lived and died with him kept spinning in his mind, with the same eyes, the same stubbornness, and the same bravery.
Acheng sighed softly, feeling guilty in his heart. After making up his mind to rescue him, he no longer hid his body, took a deep breath, and quickly turned his mind to the killing place.
These tigers have been fighting each other for a long time, but they are somewhat less fierce than before. After Acheng quickly approached, he quickly moved to Wan'er's side, his energy spread all over his body, and his right fist suddenly hit a tiger that pounced on Wan'er.
The two claws that came down were raised high by Acheng, and rushed into the tiger's belly. His fingers, knees, and shoulders were shocked... After a series of violent blows, the tiger let out a cry, and there was a sound of bones breaking in the body, and it collapsed.
hit the rock.
After killing a fierce tiger, Acheng did not slow down at all. He ducked next to the woman named Xiaoqin, completely ignoring the tiger's tail flick, and hit its hind leg with the Baji Fist Collapse Style, "Pah——
"Like a loud slap in the face, Acheng shook his upper body and blushed for a while. Although he injured the tiger's leg, he forcefully swallowed the tiger's tail. It was like being hit with a long whip. Acheng endured it.
With a mouthful of blood in his throat, he knew that if he couldn't kill a few tigers with lightning speed, he would be surrounded by so many beasts at once. With his current junior and middle-level strength, he would definitely not be able to cope with it, let alone
Talk about saving people.
Hold back a pain in your back, draw a circle with your left leg with your right foot as the center of the circle, turn over to the tiger's tail, before it can finish turning around, make a fist with your right hand and withdraw it, press down with your elbow, 5 or 6 inches away from the tiger's back
, suddenly exerted force.
"Click——"
The tiger didn't even have time to cry out, and fell straight from the air. Acheng rushed from behind the stone to killing the two tigers. It only took a few breaths. In the eyes of Wan'er and Xiaoqin, it was just a silver shadow, flashing away.
When he reached his side, before the wife could react, one of the two tigers was knocked away and the other fell to the ground dead. After Acheng stood still, they both stared at Acheng with shocked eyes.
I think it was Acheng's swift killing that caused the tigers that were originally harassing the other three to stop. The remaining four tigers stared at Acheng with eyes the size of copper bells, looking at Acheng fiercely. On the other hand, Acheng,
I was shivered by the cold light that seemed to be tangible.
Slowly calm down the restlessness of the internal energy in the body. After all, counting breaths can only kill two tigers with junior and high-level strength. It is also difficult for Acheng who has the support of advanced mental skills.
The four tigers slowly walked to 3 feet away from Acheng. They sprayed out bursts of gas from their noses, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground. In the midst of their low roars, they bared several inches of their long fangs and stared at Acheng.
If there is any slight movement, jump out immediately.
After Acheng was ready, he just retreated his right leg slightly when four tigers pounced on him crazily. Without any hesitation, Acheng used his unique skill "Lazy Donkey Roll".
"Why are you still hanging around? Help me stop these two!" Acheng shouted in a hurry to the few people who were still in a daze.
Everyone who was still in a daze finally came to their senses. The three women who still had the strength to fight quickly stepped forward and stopped the two tigers at the back. However, the slowness of the sword draw also made Acheng understand.
These three people are also at the end of their rope and cannot hold on for long.
Acheng quickly jumped up from the ground, dodged the attack of a fierce tiger sideways, straddled his right leg, and directly mounted the tiger. He clamped his legs tightly, ignoring the whip-like whip of the tiger's tail, and smashed the tiger's spine with both hands.
Acheng rolled off the back of the expired tiger. His internal organs were in pain as if they were being crushed. Zai couldn't help but let out a "wow" and spat out a large mouthful of blood. Before he could calm down the internal energy flowing everywhere, the other tiger started again.
Pounced up.
"Wow -" Acheng was knocked away by the tiger, leaving a huge scratch on his back, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, rolling everywhere. He quickly got up, leaned on the rocks, and gasped.
The tiger seemed to be congratulating itself, opening its huge mouth and roaring non-stop, not in a hurry to attack.
Acheng, who had a rare moment to breathe, quickly suppressed the pain in his back by using his mental skills, and his chaotic physical energy also calmed down a little. Facing two tigers with junior and high-level strength, Acheng still managed to suppress the pain in his back.
I was a little careless. A swift and flexible tiger could not be defeated by a warrior with intermediate and primary light skills. He thought about Acheng here. After taking a breath, he stepped forward again and avoided it.
After passing the tiger's tail flick, he quickly moved closer to the tiger's body, grasped the essence of the art, stayed close without touching, concentrated on his shoulders, and struck out in one go. Acheng, who had found the feeling, did not give the tiger a chance to breathe, and directly hit a heavy leg.
Hitting the tiger's head, the severely injured tiger fell to the side and was already dead.
"Thank you, Master, for the rescue. It's raining in the south of the Yangtze River. What's your surname?" The woman in Tsing Yi smiled and said to Acheng, cupping her hands. If Acheng hadn't taken action, they would have died in the tiger's mouth compared to now.
