Du Yiyi followed Cheng Jiayi and was guided by Xiao Qi and Qin Feng one after another. He immediately seized the opportunity and grabbed the sharp knife and snatched it into the man's arms.

The man kicked up, but Du Yiyi was already close to the front, and the sharp knife fell downwards, and a knife was stabbing into the man's thigh.

Sun Dong followed Zhang Hao's bodyguards. He had experience in fighting before the mutation. After the mutation, he was very trained. When Du Yiyi fell down, he had already caught the man's leg and walked forward.

The sharp knife penetrated the man's thigh, and as the man was pulled, he pulled it up to the base of his legs, and immediately pulled out a big and deep bloody cut, and the artery immediately broke.

The man screamed and grabbed Du Yiyi's neck with the other hand. Du Yiyi was wary of this move. His sharp knife immediately let go of his hand, and his body was shortened in the man's arms. He was avoiding the man's hand grasping the neck. His lower body just slid out from the person's legs that were lifted, and he hugged the man's other leg with his back hand and pulled it back.

Poor that man was also a strong man, and he came down the mountain with great momentum. He was not afraid of being fought by the three of them, but because Cheng Jiayi and the tiger were distracted, he was defeated by the three of them.

At this moment, both legs were broken, one thigh penetrated into a long wound with a bone, and blood blew out of the cut artery, one hand was empty, and a sudden pain under the ribs.

The sharp knife in Wang Yong's hand was sent straight under the man's ribs, through the gap between the ribs, and into his lungs.

Both fatal injuries were encountered in an instant, but they were not over. Sun Dong and Du Yiyi each pulled the man one leg, one in front and one behind. The man screamed in pain, and his body was torn apart, and his feces and urine burst out.

The three of them jumped up, and the man's body fell heavily to the ground, wriggling for a few times, and the screaming sound turned into a harsh and laborious breathing, and the blood under him dyed the ground red.

In just three or two minutes, the tiger and the powerful men who went down the mountain died, and the remaining people who went down the mountain immediately lost all their fighting spirit and fled in all directions.

This battle was originally intended to verify the mutation, and the language was not understood. No one on both sides of the war expected to surrender and not kill, nor did anyone surrender and not kill.

The deaths of blood, tigers and powerful men stimulated Cheng Jiayi's men. After all, they have experienced several battles and have received fighting training, and the number of people is also the majority.

A few minutes later, dozens of corpses were left on the ground, and only a few people escaped into the white mist.

Park Mi-sun stood in front of the big tree, covering her mouth and looking at the scene in front of her, her eyes full of envy, and deep envy in her heart.

Du Yiyi frowned and looked at the blood on his clothes with disgust. He had no clothes to change, so he could only find clothes from the local area.

It's so ugly and uncomfortable to wear.

Wang Yong squatted down and pulled out the sharp knife inserted under the man's ribs. The man's body squirmed and exhaled his last breath. Wang Yong's sharp knife turned and stabbed directly on the man's skull.

Du Yiyi was about to take a step, but immediately stopped. Sun Dong also watched, watching Wang Yong dig out a crystal from the man's skull.

The crystal turned out to be yellow, crystal clear and pure yellow.

Wang Yong grabbed the crystal, and the three of them couldn't help but look at each other, their eyes full of surprise. Wang Yong closed his hands and held the crystal.

The white mist was still permeating at the foot of the mountain, and the smell of blood stimulated everyone to be excited, and everyone was digging crystals in excitement.

The three of them also had Zhang Hao, and Brother Qiang walked quickly towards Cheng Jiayi.

After watching the battle between Du Yiyi and the other two, Cheng Jiayi was spinning around the tiger's corpse and saw several people coming to look up.

Wang Yong held the crystal's hand and stretched out his thumb to Cheng Jiayi, then spread his palm open. Cheng Jiayi glanced at it and remembered the strength of the man before his life, not surprisingly.

"Boss, tiger blood is a big tonic, you can take a few sips." Wang Yong said.

Cheng Jiayi looked down at the tiger and hesitated.

Cheng Jiayi has not eaten any raw meat and has resisted his blood instinct.

Wang Yong did not care whether the tiger had eaten anyone during his lifetime. He bent down, pulled out the sharp knife from the tiger's head, and sucked a few bites on the wound.

A wound on the tiger's head was inserted into its head, and a sharp knife was inserted into its head. This mouthful of blood was connected to the brain, and the bloody smell was even stronger. However, after drinking this thing for a few sips, the abdomen immediately felt warm and swelling, and the whole body was comfortable, as if I had eaten a big tonic.

The blood of a tiger is originally a great tonic, not to mention that this tiger is still a mutant tiger, not to mention that Wang Yong sucks the tiger's brain.

Wang Yong took a few sips and gave up his position. When he straightened his body, his face also showed satisfaction.

Du Yiyi glanced at Cheng Jiayi. Cheng Jiayi actually took a step back and made way out. Du Yiyi also took a step back. Wang Yong opened his mouth but closed it again.

Brother Qiang stepped forward and took a sip at the place where Wang Yong had just sucked.

This was the first time Brother Qiang was sucking blood. After this sip, the fishy smell rushed into his mind, and the abdomen was simply overwhelming. He held his breath and endured it, but he could no longer drink the second sip.

When he stood up, he couldn't help but rush his blood. He felt the strong smell of blood in the air penetrated into his nose alone. When he saw something faintly red and white on the tiger's head, his abdomen rolled, and he couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose and looked away.

Zhang Hao also leaned over and took a sip. Sun Dong hesitated for a while and did not move.

Park Mi-sun walked up behind the people and said a few words eagerly to Wang Yong. Wang Yong nodded, and Park Mi-sun said something in a series of ways, and then pounced on him.

Cheng Jiayi and Du Yiyi and Sun Dong also gave up smoking tiger blood. But they didn't drink blood, so naturally they wouldn't ask anything. Cheng Jiayi looked around and saw Li Yu digging a crystal of a spoil, hesitated for a while and did not call him over.

Li Yu drank a few sips of her blood, and Cheng Jiayi never said much about the principle of drinking blood.

But, has Park Mi-sun drunk a little too much?

Li Yu also succeeded in the melee. This was the first spoil he obtained with his own hands. He grabbed it like a treasure and ran back to Cheng Jiayi for Cheng Jiayi to show it.

In this battle, Cheng Jiayi lost only three people, and two of them were unevolved. The injured ones were not considered loss. The crystals dug up unexpectedly turned out to be orange and changed color. The only pity was that they were not caught.

The tiger's crystal was also dug out, and it turned out to be pure yellow. Everyone could not help but admire and fear in their eyes when they looked at Cheng Jiayi.

That was a mutated tiger with yellow crystals, but was easily killed by Cheng Jiayi. Cheng Jiayi's crystals could not surpass those of the tiger?

Cheng Jiayi was also frightened when he saw the color of the tiger crystal.

Only Cheng Jiayi herself knew that if she was true strength, she would not be a Tiger's opponent at all.

She should be on the verge of speed. Or is her crystal also yellow?
Chapter completed!