The eight-stage iron-backed bear on the opposite side was the first to respond to the white tiger and rushed out first. Behind the iron-backed bear, four seven-stage spirit beasts also came out to kill it.
With just one encounter, the white tiger used a divine tiger sweep to send the iron-backed bear's huge body flying away.
No one knows how it can be so strong. It is an iron-backed bear weighing two thousand kilograms.
After taking away the iron-backed bear, a slightly threatening opponent, the white tiger was as unstoppable as a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
At this time, the White Tiger was completely acting in his true colors. He broke the neck of a seventh-level spirit beast with one shot, then bit into pieces the back of a seventh-level spirit beast, ducked out of the way, and attacked again.
White Tiger followed Murong Feixue through life and death a few years ago. His combat experience is much higher than that of ordinary eighth-level spirit beasts. Many eighth-level experts underestimated Bai Hu's clumsy appearance.
His body was attacked by it so that he cried for his father and mother.
No one could stop the white tiger's attack. The four seventh-level spirit beasts didn't even launch a decent attack. One was bitten to death by the white tiger, another was beaten to death, and the remaining one was trying to bite.
When White Tiger was young, his neck was snapped by White Tiger's tail.
The last remaining spirit beast didn't even dare to fight anymore and ran away with its tail between its legs.
As for the two sixth-level spirit beasts killed behind them, they didn't even dare to run away. They lay prone on the ground, trembling all over and even peeing out of fear.
The whole audience was shocked. What kind of third-stage mythical beast was this? He was clearly a general who had experienced hundreds of battles!
How is it that you have such a huge body and such a strong figure?
Everyone's head was spinning, especially the owners of pet beasts. They didn't even understand what was going on. Their pet beasts were already missing their heads. Even those who were not dead were frightened.
I don't even dare to move.
"Roar." The iron-backed bear turned around angrily and looked at the corpses on the ground. It couldn't help but tremble in its heart.
The higher the strength, the higher the intelligence. This big stupid bear seems to be able to assess the strength of the enemy in front of him.
He was only beaten to the point of rolling over, and his younger brother was almost killed. How could he still fight this battle?
The owner of the iron-backed bear was desperately shouting "Kill, kill, kill" from behind, but the iron-backed bear could only growl in a low voice, but hesitated.
The white tiger seemed to be patrolling his own private land, walking back and forth on tiptoes in a fashionable manner, without even looking at the iron-backed bear.
In the audience, Ning Qingqing and Bi Yan looked at me, and I looked at you. Their eyes were filled with shock and shock.
What kind of strength is this white tiger? It has such fighting ability!
Both of them felt like they were on the verge of tears. They both thought it was a seamless plan, but how come it turned out to be like this when it was actually implemented?
What about beating the shit out of your enemy? How come you ended up being beaten so hard by a tiger that you didn't even dare to scream too loudly?
This is such a shame!
Although she hasn't lost the game yet, Ning Qingqing has begun to be afraid. She begins to imagine herself kneeling in Qingyun Square for three days and three nights with a sign saying "I am a pig", and then surrounded by new teachers and brothers who are unabashed.
laughter……
Ning Qingqing's cold sweat couldn't help but fall down.
This was an undisputed match, and Murong Feixue's White Tiger won with an absolute advantage.
At the same time, this is also a game with the fewest injuries but the most deaths.
Three died, and only one Iron-backed Bear was injured.
