She quickly straightened her body and swept out.

Just as I was going out, I met Lu Han and Mu Qing.

The three of them nodded to each other and stopped communicating. The three of them were moving very fast, and their spiritual energy flowed under their feet as if they were stepping on the wind.

The figure turned into a remaining shadow and disappeared under the night.

Wait until you enter the deep forest.

Finally I saw this fierce tiger.

It was already a mess at this time.

The fine water network is obviously flowing, but it is extremely tenacious, restraining the fierce tiger.

Countless tiny golden thorns emerged directly and stabbed at the fierce tiger bound by the water net.

It tried to break free, but the soil beneath its feet turned into sand, sinking it straight in.

The situation in front of them is obviously extremely favorable to them, but none of them dare to be careless. This fierce tiger is a monster at the eighth or ninth level of Qi training, and it is also contaminated with the fierce energy of the blood evil. How can it be so easy to deal with?

It roared loudly, and its original body shape was already the size of two ordinary tigers, but now it has grown a bit bigger and is extremely burly.

The red patterns on the fur on his body lit up, making it particularly clear in the dark.

Threads of bloody flames were ignited.

The water network suddenly lost its effectiveness.

was broken directly.

It slapped its tiger claws, shaking the ground violently, and the depression gradually dissipated.

Pei Xihe made a secret gesture with both hands.

"Golden thorn, together!"

Countless golden thorns merged into one and turned into a long thorn, which was stabbed towards its eyes.

"Brother and sister, take action!"

Mu Qing and Lu Han were ready. Mu Qing was holding a blue long sword. The spiritual sword was covered with spiritual power, and a layer of cold light suddenly burst out.

The color of the water is moist, but the blade of the sword is sharp!

She jumped up directly, aiming to stab Liehu's throat.

Lu Han is holding a machete, which is of a different type from Pei Xihe's Chun Jianrong, more like a machete.

The spiritual power of earth is thick, and the sword technique he developed with this thick power slashed hard towards the tiger's waist with powerful force.

Pei Xihe manipulated the golden thorns into one to distract him, but this was not the time to close his eyes and rest.

Her spiritual energy burst out, and she clenched a knife in her palm.

Spring stream melts.

The spiritual power was injected into the blade, which was more of a single-edged sword. The blade was horizontal, with only a slight curvature at the tip. Because she was still young and had a small stature, it was a bit shorter than what an adult would use.

Enough for her to use.

Holding Chunjianrong in her hand, she suddenly joined the battle circle like a cannonball.

The golden thorn was blocked by the fierce tiger's head and sharp fangs, but it was broken by the golden thorn.

Mu Qing's green sword was dodged and pierced into Liehu's abdomen, spurting out a large amount of blood. However, Liehu's ferocity was also stimulated by the severe pain.

It roared for a long time, and the terrifying air waves shook people's ears.

Lu Han slashed his back with a knife, but his arm was burned by the rising bloody flames. He suddenly stepped back and swallowed a pill, his face condensed, showing a fearful look.

Pei Xihe rushed forward.

Her figure is extremely nimble, and Chunjianrong waves with her hands.

The knife, which was obviously not light, was swung smoothly and smoothly by her.

Each pass is getting faster and faster.

The golden lines on the blade light up.

The golden inscription breaks the armor!

The tip of the knife suddenly became extremely sharp and pierced into the fur of the fierce tiger that had not been cut open by Lu Han.

The spiritual power of ice suddenly surged out of Pei Xihe's body and poured into Chunjianrong's blade. The cold iron was activated, a sharp cold air burst out, and the blood-colored fireworks were frozen for a moment.

That's it now!

Mu Qing tapped his toes, and the terrifying water spiritual power burst out from the tip of the sword.

Ninth Grade Sword Technique.

Long spicules!

Lu Han also seized the opportunity.

Countless earth thorns sprouted from the ground, directly restraining the fierce tiger's figure.

Pei Xihe pulled out the tip of the knife, and a stream of blood spurted out, turning her fair face red.

The smell of blood was very pungent, but Pei Xihe didn't have time to worry so much.

Her eyes narrowed suddenly.

"Sister, retreat quickly!"

A burst of flames suddenly burst out from the fierce tiger's body. The flames were blood red and more ferocious than before.

Mu Qing wanted to take back his body, but it was too late.

She was injured by the flames and was thrown backwards, but the sword of water stabbed firmly into Liehu's throat.

A big hole was opened, and the blood of the fierce tiger was flowing.

Lu Han violently controlled his spiritual power, condensed countless thorns into one, thick and sharp, and penetrated the fierce tiger through his abdomen.

Liehu was severely injured and suddenly lost the ability to move.

Lu Han, on the other hand, had consumed 80% to 90% of his spiritual energy, and now his face was pale and he was almost paralyzed on the ground.

Mu Qing was even injured by the fire and his injuries were serious.

Pei Xihe gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on the long knife.

Take two sharp steps to increase momentum.

Facing the fierce tiger's open bloody mouth, the sharp tiger teeth were dripping with blood, and the smell was fishy and dirty.

It wasn't that she wasn't afraid, but it was useless to be afraid, and Pei Xihe's heart skipped a beat.

The long knife is in front of you.

Suddenly, a flash of sword light flashed.

Quick, quick!

She has practiced this move for more than two years, and her amazing understanding makes her perform this move frighteningly skillful.

She has almost reached the limit of what she can reach at this moment.

It only happened in an instant, as fast as a flash of thunder.

Ninth Grade Sword Technique: The Hegemony of Drawing the Sword.

There were only three swords, but there was a sudden burst of power!

Another stunning and swift sword light!

Another one!

Three consecutive cuts were made on the wounds caused by Mu Qing.

A sword light superimposes a sword light.

The golden armor contained in the spring stream is layered layer by layer.

Bang, it’s finally done!

Cut off the tiger's head alive.

They are finally done!

Mu Qing Lieyan was hit in the abdomen, but luckily he swallowed an eighth-grade elixir in time to protect his meridians.

Her spiritual power had been drained by the Water Spirit Sword, and now she struggled to stand up, staggering.

Pei Xihe's spiritual power was drained by three swords and his strength was exhausted. Now he can stand with the sword stuck on the ground, which is extremely difficult.

Suddenly, Lu Han laughed.

"You're so awesome, Junior Sister Pei, I almost underestimated you."

"I didn't expect that you are so small. If those three swords just fell on me, I might not be able to catch them."
To be continued...