But seeing the colorful tiger pounced violently, the four-zhang long body was like a monstrous wave, Mount Tai pounced on the top, although the foot was injured, but it did not slow down the speed of this pounce.

Not surprisingly, Li Feihong was caught off guard by a colorful tiger, and with a "click", his body became two sections.

However, to its confusion, the blood did not come out.

The upper body in the tiger's mouth is still talking to itself:

"Hell, that's what it smells like after a thousand years of not brushing your teeth...... Luckily, I hid it in my pocket, and I couldn't get it out of my pants. ”

His hand sliced with difficulty through the barbed tongue of the Colorful Tiger, through the sharp fangs, and from his bosom he pulled out a string of grenades, no more, no less, exactly ten.

"Boom!"

The head of the colorful tiger is like a watermelon smashed by a hammer, and blood gushes out from the seven orifices, spurting out ten meters away like a water gun, but the colorful tiger is worthy of being a colorful tiger, its body strength is stronger than the fur, and its scalp is not broken at all.

Behind the tree a hundred meters away from here, Li Feihong was speechless: "This is...... The legendary intracranial orgasm......"

He leaped in front of the dead colorful tiger, and with a flick of his wrist, the whole tiger disappeared.

"Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger, although you and I are eternally separated from each other and cannot communicate with each other, your fur is very precious, and the skin of the thousand-year-old tiger can be eight zeros, so it will be used as my parting gift!"

At this time, Lao Li's voice sounded: "Why don't you hurry up and chase that person?"

Li Feihong was very calm: "Now his purpose of borrowing a knife to kill people has not been completed, there must be a backhand, and he will not leave so easily." ”

After packing up his things, Li Feihong rushed towards the place where the figure had appeared.

The man hadn't left yet, and he ran away when he saw Li Feihong coming.

Li Feihong fixed his eyes and suddenly became uncalm.

Fan Night City?

Although he is now wearing not the original leather jacket and leather pants, but a big red robe, in Li Feihong's hunting eyes, his data has not changed, and his unique soul strength is still not up to the level of a normal person.

Damn, he's been cheating on me!

He's really Sampaola's guy!

Li Feihong didn't say a word, and tried his best to chase after him.

No matter what, you must capture him alive!

The two of you chased after me, and once again rushed and jumped in the deep mountains and old forests.

Crossing a mountain bag, they ran into a pile of rocks.

This piece of rocks is very large, and there is no edge in sight around it because of the topography, and most of the stones are the size of a person, and they are very densely spread in this clearing.

Both of them know that this is a good place to play hide and seek, and often turn a corner and lose sight of people.

Fan Yecheng began to walk around, taking Li Feihong around.

At first, Li Feihong wanted to catch up with this guy with his feet, but once the same thing swayed in front of his eyes, he would have a strong sense of exhaustion, just like if he read the same word too much, he almost didn't recognize the word. Although Li Feihong's hunting eye is not ordinary, it has not grown to the point of defying the sky after all.

Li Feihong pulled out his two guns from his waist and shot at Fan Yecheng. The bullet hit the stone and "snapped", he knew that this bullet could not kill Fan Yecheng, and it was the best policy to let him be injured.

"Bang bang bang!"

Another shuttle of bullets hit him, and Fan Yecheng walked through it with his agile skills, turning Li Feihong into a daze.

Suddenly, Fan Yecheng jumped sideways and disappeared under the drive of Li Feihong's bullets. Li Feihong hurriedly chased after him, but after turning over a large rock, a path appeared where he could see in the distance. From Li Feihong's point of view, at the end of the road is a human-high weed, and on both sides are five-meter-high stones. At this moment, Fan Yecheng was rushing on the road, running towards the end of the road.

Li Feihong hurriedly chased after him, and when he saw Fan Yecheng running to the end of the road and jumping towards the grass, he raised his two guns and fired a few more shots.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura spread from the end, like the roar of the thunder god, like the giant of the sea king, and every cell of Li Feihong's body began to tremble involuntarily, as if they were all afraid of the end of the road.

Who is it?

Li Feihong's teeth chattered, and his whole body was in shock. From a distance, he saw an old man jumping out of the grass, wearing a rather old gown, trousers and cloth shoes, his gray hair hanging down from his ears, and his head was a shiny head, with attractive ears, a melon face, and his eyes, nose and mouth squeezed together. At this moment, he was holding an eyebrow stick, his cheeks were red, as if he was drunk, and he muttered in his mouth: "Which little deflated three are bad for Lao Tzu to practice?"

Li Feihong saw that he knew this old man. When Li Feihong summoned the housekeeper Uncle Mi, he gave him a task to collect all kinds of famous mutants and tattoo messengers. And this old man made a very deep impression on him.

Physical Strength: 7600 (10 points for the average person)

Neural Response: 5400 (10 points for the average person)

Soul Strength: 1200 (10 for normal people)

Strength intensity: 7800 (10 kg for one point)

Running Speed: 80 (in meters per second)

Energy Intensity: 3000

Description: A strong man who uses a stick as a weapon.

From Uncle Mi's character card, he knew that this person's name was Xiong Thorn, and he was a legendary master who came down from the Seven Holy Mountains in the southwest of Chaoyun Kingdom.

On the Seven Holy Mountain, there is a sect also called the Seven Holy Mountain, where there is a legend that there are many masters, but basically there are few things in the world. As for the bear thorn, he practiced martial arts in the Seven Sacred Mountains in his early years, and awakened the S-level tattoo spirit "drunken stick", and then went down the mountain to travel all over the world with the Qi Mei stick in his hand.

Li Feihong looked at the sky, and his face couldn't help but change.

Broken!

He knew that Xiong Thorn had a penchant for practicing, he liked to practice at sunset, and according to himself, it had the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort, but if it was interrupted, he would lose a month's strength. This person is still a violent temper, and the people who died in his hands can almost be based in Jingguan.

Now that the sun is setting in the west, and the sky is red and yellow, the bear thorn at this time should be practicing behind the grass, but it is interrupted by the sound of gunfire.

Thinking about this layer, Li Feihong suddenly understood that this was another plan by Fan Yecheng to kill people with a knife.

It's really easy to be taken into the pit by others if you don't pay attention.

The rivers and lakes are sinister!

He went up to explain, but when the old man saw Li Feihong, he immediately shouted angrily:

"Is it you, a little rabbit cub, playing BB bullets? Disturb Lao Tzu's practice and find death!"

He couldn't help but say, raised the Qi Mei stick to help Li Feihong, and the person was separated by a distance of one hundred and eighty meters, and in an instant, the stick shadow suddenly pressed like Mount Tai pressing the top.