"What kind of tiger is this, and why is it so ferocious?" King Moro's face turned pale as he looked at the bloodthirsty tiger whose moves became more ferocious with every move. He unconsciously took half a step back and said with a trembling voice.
The dozens of generals standing behind him didn't look very pretty, and beads of sweat broke out from their palms holding their weapons tightly. Those civil servants were even more frightened, and some even had their legs trembling. If it weren't for the support of others, they would
He probably sat down on the ground a long time ago.
If Han Ling Sect disciples hadn't come to fight, this ferocious beast alone might have been able to sweep across the royal capital.
"This is a bloodthirsty tiger, one of the most ferocious beasts among the lower-level red-level beasts!" Zhang Biao explained with an extremely ugly face. The broad-backed machete on his shoulders was already placed across his chest, ready at any time.
Go to war.
"Zhang Shaoxia, whether I, Moro, will live or die, it all depends on you three!" King Moro bowed deeply to Zhang Biao and Li Yuchen with a bitter look on his face. The civil and military ministers behind him knelt down directly.
If they were fighting as an army, they might be able to resist for a while. But at some point, such a powerful beast appeared in the Scorpion Tail Kingdom. At this point, things have gone beyond their control.
Li Yuchen stood nearby with his eyes slightly squinted, looking at Zhang Shuo who was fighting with the bloodthirsty tiger, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Xueya, let me help you kill him!" The young man standing at the side with the gun smiled and shouted. The spear in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the water, and he killed Zhang Shuo from behind.
This young man took action with all his strength and did not hold back at all. His strength completely exploded. Although his momentum was inferior to Zhang Shuo's, the actual murderous aura in him was not comparable to Zhang Shuo's.
"Not good!" Zhang Biao's face changed wildly. He could no longer stand. He stepped on the ground and jumped off the tower in an instant.
Just one bloodthirsty tiger was enough for Zhang Shuo to deal with. At this time, the young man standing next to him also joined in, and Zhang Shuo's situation was precarious.
"Xueya, tear him apart for me!" The young man missed his shot. While shouting, he swept the gun towards Zhang Shuo's waist again. The bloodthirsty tiger tore him fiercely with both claws.
brain.
"careful!"
Zhang Biao roared loudly and galloped forward. He was not good at speed. Although it was very close from the tower to the battle circle between Zhang Shuo and the boy riding the tiger, it still took him two breaths to get there.
A battle between masters can determine victory or defeat in an instant. Two breaths are enough to kill ten times!
Zhang Shuo, who was besieged by one man and one tiger, was sweating profusely at this moment. He activated the spiritual energy in his body to the extreme. After being completely locked by the aura of one man and one tiger, it was difficult to escape, so he had to fight hard.
"Golden Bell Sword Skill!"
At the moment when the bloodthirsty tiger's attack was about to approach, Zhang Shuo suddenly let out a loud roar, and the long sword in his hand flew up and down. He swung thousands of swords in an instant, and the sword net was woven into a sword similar to a golden bell.
cover, protecting him firmly within it.
"bump!"
The bloodthirsty tiger hit his head against the sword cover, and blood flowed across his two front paws from being pinched by the sword energy. There was also blood on his head, and his body was instantly thrown five or six feet away. The bloodthirsty tiger, who was originally bloodthirsty and violent, suddenly became sluggish.
He fell down, resting his limbs on the ground, as if he wanted to get up and continue attacking, but his bloodshot eyes were still full of evil energy.
"Blood Fang! How dare you hurt my spiritual pet? Go to hell!" When the gun was about to sweep across the sword guard outside Zhang Shuo's body, the young man roared in pain, and a red light visible to the naked eye followed his hands.
Quickly inject into the gun body.
"Blood kill the wilderness!"
As the young man shouted, the gun's body suddenly glowed with blood, and a strong bloody smell instantly filled the air from the gun's body. The entire spear seemed to be boiling.
"Pfft!"
The spear wrapped in the bloody gas struck the sword shield in front of Zhang Shuo with a force that swept across thousands of armies. The sword shield only resisted slightly for a moment, blocked the force of the spear slightly, and then burst with a pop.
"bump!"
Without the protection of the sword guard, Zhang Shuo was firmly hit by the killing move of the tiger-riding boy. His whole body was like a sandbag being kicked away, and he screamed and was whipped backwards, flying out.
It hit the city wall heavily from a distance of more than ten feet, causing the city wall to tremble.
"bump!"
Zhang Shuo's waist was weirdly twisted after he smashed a huge human-shaped crater into the city wall. He was bleeding from all his orifices, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
The young man riding a tiger who made this attack was as pale as tinfoil, as if all the blood had been drained from his body. He held the spear with both hands and panted heavily.
The murderous intent in his eyes only increased instead of decreasing!
It seemed like a long time had passed from the time Zhang Shuo used the Golden Bell Sword Skill to the time he was hit by a bullet and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. In fact, it all just happened in the blink of an eye.
"Junior brother!!!"
Zhang Biao, who wanted to help Zhang Shuo withstand the attack of a man and a tiger, hadn't arrived yet, but saw Zhang Shuo being whipped away. He shouted, turned around, and rushed towards Zhang Shuo, who was not sure whether he was alive or dead, at a faster speed.