Yi Tian only fired one shot, and the guy disappeared.
He could only hold the gun and keep retreating, guarding his surroundings.
Wow.
Hearing the noise, he turned his body sharply and raised the muzzle of his gun.
However, there was no one there.
Snapped.
Behind him, a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind the tree trunk, covering his mouth, and then a sharp knife passed under his throat.
Cut throat.
Yi Tian only felt a touch of coldness across his neck, and then a stream of air rushed out from his neck, making a whirring sound like a rag being blown.
And his vagina immediately felt stuffy, as if a huge boulder was pressing down on him.
boom.
Boom.
After receiving a heavy kick on his back, his body suddenly flew forward, and the gun instantly fell out of his hand. With a thud, he fell hard to the ground.
Lying there, Yi Tian felt extremely uncomfortable. No matter how hard he tried, there was no airflow from his nose. Instead, the wound on his neck kept leaking air.
In just a moment, Yi Tian was out of breath, his face turned blue, and his eyeballs slowly bulged out, which was a sign of hypoxia.
He gritted his teeth, raised his hands fiercely, and covered his throat tightly. Finally, a trace of air flow entered his lungs, and he felt an unprecedented sense of comfort.
call.
Hearing the sound of wind behind him, Yi Tian let go of his right hand and stretched out his backhand. With a pop, his palm was pricked and blood flowed. But in the end, he blocked the knife that cut the artery in his neck.
He could still be saved if his trachea was cut, but once his artery was severed, there would be no other end for him except death.
He released his left hand, propped himself on the ground, and his body rolled out.
Wow.
He scratched the ground with his left hand, picked up two large leaves, and put them against his throat. Then he gritted his teeth and bit open the bandage on his right hand, quickly wrapped it around his neck, and tightly strangled the leaves on that side.
Whoosh.
He took a few big breaths. Although his neck was bulging and he was leaking air, he was already much better.
Deng Deng.
The last person with a blood wolf came over slowly, carrying a saber*, with a playful smile on his face. The man in front of him was indeed fierce enough, and he could actually block his throat in this way.
But, what's the use?
Yi Tian put his hands on the ground and tried to get up, but his right hand was cut open with blood and the pain was heartbreaking. Moreover, because his throat was severely injured, he didn't have much strength left in his body.
The guy slowly approached, with a cruel sneer on his face, and waved the saber in his hand.
call.
damn it.
Yi Tian gritted his teeth, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and raised his right hand again?
The guy kicked his foot and easily deflected Yi Tian's hand.
puff.
The cold saber penetrated Yi Tian's chest, and blood flowed out.
However, it is difficult to make any further progress.
The saber was caught by Yi Tian's left hand.
The sneer on the guy's face became even worse, and the strength in his hands gradually increased.
The cold tip of the saber pierced Yi Tian's flesh and blood bit by bit, and then continued to penetrate deeper.
Yi Tian could only desperately squeeze every cell in his body to transfer the power to his left hand to stop the saber.
"Does it work?" The guy smiled teasingly.
"Fuck, I don't understand the birdsong." Yi Tian suddenly roared, his eyes were red, his right foot slammed into the ground, he kicked, and his body moved.
puff.
The tip of the knife tilted upwards, cutting open his flesh and blood, and finally stabbed into his shoulder.
The guy was obviously taken aback, and he didn't expect that Yi Tian could still resist.
Waves of severe pain came like a tide, constantly impacting his nerves. His brain, which was already dizzy due to lack of oxygen, went blank. His eyesight also turned black. He could no longer hold on.
.
"Ah." Yi Tian let out a roar, biting the tip of his tongue with his teeth.
More severe pain came, causing him to wake up for a moment.
"ah."
He opened his bloody hands and hugged the bloody wolf guy with a fierce rush.
Deng Deng Deng.
Boom.
The guy's face suddenly became distorted. This guy still didn't give up? Still wanted to resist?
He twitched his right hand, then dropped it again.
puff.
There is another bloody hole in Yi Tian's shoulder.
"Ah." He kept roaring, like a wounded beast that was forced into a desperate situation.
Opening his mouth, blood dripped, he raised his head sharply and bit down.
"Ah." The guy also screamed and his body shook.
Gulu.
Swallowing a stream of warm, fishy-smelling blood, Yi Tian sucked the blood fiercely, then opened his mouth and gnawed at the flesh and blood on the guy's neck again.
"Get out of here, get out of here."
The guy was injured and kept struggling violently. He used his hands and feet to hit Yi Tian's chest and soft belly hard.
Every time he received a punch, Yi Tian felt as if he had been hit by a hammer. His whole body seemed to be falling apart. His ears were buzzing and he could no longer open his eyes.
But he still pressed on that guy and bit him with his mouth. This was his only weapon now.
Even if he died, he would drag this guy with him.
Dong Dong.
puff.
Another bloody hole appeared on his back.
His body was already spasming continuously due to severe pain, and his vitality was rapidly draining away.
But he still didn't give up. He opened his mouth, bit a large piece of flesh, and then turned his head sharply.
There was a bang.
A bloody piece of flesh was torn off.
"Ah." The guy's screams kept coming. His neck had been chewed to pieces, and the blood flowed out like water. All the strength in his body was also rapidly draining away.
His eyes were full of horror. In his eyes, Yi Tian was no longer a human being, but a demon who came out of hell. Otherwise, how could he eat the flesh and blood on his neck?
Gradually, he could no longer lift his hand, and could not even pull out the saber embedded in Yi Tian's shoulder.
He stared wide-eyed, never expecting that in the end it would be like this, that the person whose throat he had cut would actually bite him to death like this.
He tilted his head, eyes wide open, and refused to close his eyes.
But Yi Tian closed his eyes tightly and still didn't stop. He kept holding the guy's neck and chewing on it bit by bit. He didn't hear the footsteps approaching quickly.