Chapter 169: Yanwen Fierce Tiger (1/2)
Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Nine
Two cold lights suddenly appeared at the dark hole, accompanied by heavy breathing, Ye Ziqin covered his lips with both hands, staring at the object at the hole with wide eyes, and his pretty face was pale.
”Ang!” An ear-splitting roar, as if the whole cave was trembling, and through the moon's brilliance, the two finally saw clearly that there was actually a hanging crystal with a white forehead about three meters long standing at the entrance of the cave. Tiger, with red flame marks on his body, blew in the wind and rain, two sharp fangs were exposed in his open mouth, with crystal-like silky saliva hanging from it.
”Leaf, hide behind me.” Zhuo Bufan's expression is extremely solemn. If his strength is restored, he can kill the big worm in front of him with one move, but it is a pity that it is extremely difficult for him to gather spiritual energy.
”Ang!” The big tiger once again let out a low whistle, as if seeing delicious food, his eyes burst with cold light, and he jumped up and rushed towards Zhuo Bufan.
Ye Ziqin's flowers faded, and she lost her voice: ”Extraordinary, be careful...”
Zhuo Bufan raised the true essence in his body, and suddenly there was a tearing pain behind his back. He endured the pain, his hands caught the big tiger's neck, and one tiger fell directly on the ground and rolled around.
Although aura cannot condense and use spells, fortunately, there is still essence in the body.
When hitting the stone wall, the broken stones fell down with a thud, and the big tiger's furry forefoot suddenly ejected sharp claws on Zhuo Bufan's chest. Zhuo Bufan flew out directly, with five **** paw prints on his chest. It looks terrifying.
”Zhuo Bufan, how are you?” Ye Ziqin looked at the injured Zhuo Bufan, sniffed hard and whimpered with tears.
Zhuo Bufan's chest was ups and downs like a blower, panting heavily. This big tiger weighs at least five hundred jin, and the big tiger's eyes, in addition to the coldness of the beast, actually gave him a hint of wisdom.
”Is it an open-minded beast?” Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth. In the realm of cultivation, the existence of monsters is very common, but Zhuo Bufan has not seen open-minded beasts on earth.
”Um...” Dahu shook his head, shaking off the rubble from his body, his thick hair and dense hair floating looked majestic and majestic, worthy of being the king of beasts.
The big tiger leaped fiercely on Zhuo Bufan's body, opened its mouth and bit at Zhuo Bufan’s neck. Zhuo Bufan’s eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and his two hands directly grabbed the upper and lower jaws of the tiger’s mouth. There was also blood and bad breath coming out of the tiger's mouth, which almost made Zhuo Bufan spit it out.
”Bang!” Zhuo Bufan kicked the big tiger's belly and kicked the big tiger to the ground. The big tiger's eyes became colder and he stared at Zhuo Bufan with anger.
Zhuo Bufan's breathing is getting heavier and heavier, his physical exertion is serious, and the time he can persist is getting less and less.
”Sun Moon Pluto Fist, Moon Formation!” Zhuo Bufan condensed the last point of true essence in his body to draw a half-moon arc in the air.
This was the martial art taught to him by Master Zhuo Bufan. It was unmatched in power. Big Tiger seemed to have a premonition of danger. He suddenly turned around like a hole and leaped away, disappearing into the night.
Zhuo Bufan couldn't use this trick anymore. The true essence in his body was completely consumed. If the big tiger didn't leave just now, he thought that he and Ye Ziqin might become the beast's food.
”There is no way to stay here. You must change to another place.” Zhuo Bufan said with a frown. Although the big tiger was not completely enlightened, it was already close to the realm of a first-level monster. The smell of blood on the body is attracted, if it reacts to the injury and persists for a long time, I am afraid that he will come to the door.
Ye Ziqin looked at Zhuo Bufan, who was dripping with blood, and said with red eyes: ”But you are injured, and it's dark now, where can we go?”
”Change to a cave, take off your clothes and mine and leave them here, lest the big tiger sniffs over it.” Zhuo Bufan warned.
Ye Ziqin hesitated and took off his coat. There was only a small pink dress inside. The figure was wrapped tightly. Two snow lotus roots with white arms hanging between the willow waist, dropped the clothes, just moved, Ye Ziqin oops. With a sound, frowned.