Chapter 7: Fate hangs by a thread

"Whoosh!"

At the same time as the sound of a breaking wind sounded, an iron long arrow quickly shot at a wild boar that was sleeping, only to hear the wild boar's painful scream, his eyes were red and he looked at the direction of the arrow, but he saw that there were dozens of soldiers wearing iron armor and holding longbows looking at him, and the wild boar instantly understood the gap between friend and foe, and quickly ran towards another path!

A hundred steps away, looking at the wild boar running away with arrows and bleeding, Ying Xuan praised Ying Hao, "Big brother is good at archery!" ”

"Humph!"

Ying Hao snorted, ignored Ying Xuan's praise, and rode his horse to chase the wild boar.

Looking at Ying Hao's broad back, Ying Xuan shook his head and smiled slightly, obviously his eldest brother was still angry with himself about Fang Cai's affairs, and Ying Xuan didn't want to chase after him.

Ying Hao didn't know if he really cared about the wild boar, so he couldn't catch up with Ying Xuan when he ran quickly.

Gradually, the woods became denser and denser, and Ying Xuan came to a four-corner fork in the blink of an eye, after Ying Xuan restrained the little white dragon, he looked left and right, and there was no trace of Ying Hao, only to realize that he had lost it.

And whether it was following Ying Xuan or Ying Hao, the soldiers behind him were also thrown off by the horses of the two brothers, and they didn't know where they went.

Ying Xuan led the horse around twice and finally chose to return the same way, he was alone and didn't want to be as powerful as Ying Hao, if he met a big insect foraging, then Ying Xuan would cry.

At this moment, a lump of grass on the side path suddenly moved.

Ying Xuan glanced over there, and secretly said that it was not good, because he found that the little white dragon under his crotch was a little restless at this time.

Ying Xuan drove with his legs and shouted, "Drive!" ”

At the same time, an orange shadow suddenly appeared in the grass, and it rushed towards Ying Xuan, and came to Ying Xuan's side in the blink of an eye.

Ying Xuan looked sideways and saw that a giant tiger about 1.5 meters tall had already opened its fan-sized tiger claws, and slapped the little white dragon's buttocks.

Ying Xuan couldn't react, so he could only drive the little white dragon forward and let the little white dragon eat a palm.

"Bang!"

The tiger's palm fell on the little white dragon's white buttocks, and with the sound of the sound, a blood flower popped out, imprinted on the little white dragon's buttocks, Ying Xuan, who was sitting on his back, only felt that the buttocks penetrated this huge force, if it weren't for his legs tightly driving the horse's waist, he was afraid that he would be shocked off the horse by this huge force.

Although Ying Xuan was fine, the little white dragon was miserable, a palm-sized blood hole appeared on his buttocks, and the blood flowed out, and he was a little swaying when he ran away, and his injuries were severe!

"Oops!"

Seeing that the little white dragon's injury greatly affected the speed of running, he was very anxious.

In a trance, Ying Xuan set up the hard bow on the horse's back, picked up an arrow and turned around to shoot at the giant tiger.

Seeing the iron arrow coming, the giant tiger was stunned, and he jumped to the side smartly and dodged.

Ying Xuan scolded secretly, and another arrow aimed at the giant tiger and shot over, but the giant tiger easily dodged it.

Ying Xuan's arm was a little numb at the moment, and the hard bow in his hand was full of two stones, and two consecutive point shots made Ying Xuan's two hands weak, so he had to grab an arrow and throw it at the giant tiger.

A dozen or so arrows overwhelmingly pressed towards the giant tiger, and although the giant tiger was full of spirituality, it was impossible to dodge all of them. The arrows of five or six arrows cut through the flesh of the tiger, and not a single arrow hit!

Ying Xuan's move not only did not cause harm to the tiger, but caused a lot of anger! I saw a tiger roaring, his limbs suddenly exerted, he jumped one meter seven or eight high, and his claws were encircled and spread out towards Yingxuan.

Ying Xuan didn't have time to jump off the horse, so he had to throw the hard bow in his hand towards the tiger!

"Click!"

The tiger's claws tore the hard bow in half alive and landed on the ground, still looking at Ying Xuan fiercely.

The tiger's eyes were full of murderous aura, and Ying Xuan couldn't help but soften when he saw it, and he felt like he was in a 10,000-year-old ice cellar. And what made Ying Xuan feel most desperate was that the limbs of the little white dragon, who was too seriously injured, had become weak at the moment, as if he was about to fall.

Ying Xuan might even fall here today, so he jumped off the horse's back with both hands, and slapped the tiger on the back of the little white dragon at the same time, telling it to leave quickly.

Although the little white dragon has some spirituality, he can take care of so much under the severe pain and panic, but he feels that the pressure on his back and limbs is much less, so he runs away.

The tiger's fierce eyes were staring at Ying Xuan from beginning to end, this human who hurt himself, as for the little white dragon, he was too lazy to bird.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Ying Xuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, heard his heartbeat getting faster and faster, and couldn't help but slowly retreat backwards...

"Damn, what's going on!"

Ying Xuan just jumped off the little white dragon and forgot to take the sword, and now he felt insecure with his empty hands, so he looked around and hurriedly picked up the wooden stick not far away.

"Roar!"

Just as Ying Xuan picked up the wooden stick, a tiger roar came from his back, which was deafening.

Ying Xuan took the wooden stick and quickly jerked it back, and the front edge of the wooden stick smashed directly on the tiger's head, crumbling into slag, but it still did not stop the tiger's attack.

"Bang!" Immediately, Ying Xuan stepped forward and kicked the tiger in the stomach fiercely, only to hear a bang, and the tiger retreated a meter away!

However, the tiger was not affected in any way, and quickly pounced again!

Ying Xuan looked at the tiger's fierce posture and understood that he couldn't resist this blow no matter what, so he used all his strength to flash to the side.

The tiger's claws grazed through Ying Xuan's arm, and the tiger couldn't get it back because of the momentum of the pounce, so it directly hit the trunk of the tree not far behind Ying Xuan, and lay on the ground, shaking his head in a trance and roaring......

"Good chance!"

Ying Xuan looked at the tiger that fell to the ground with great joy, and ran away dozens of meters away with all his might.

"Ha~Ha~"

While running and wearing rough clothes, Ying Xuan's right hand was scratched by the tiger's claws and made three blood marks of more than ten centimeters, and the blood flowed on the ground.

When the fishy smell reached Ying Xuan's nose, Ying Xuan suddenly realized something, and scolded "Damn, the smell of blood will lead the tiger again!" ”

As soon as Ying Xuan's words were spoken, he heard an angry tiger roar from behind him in the distance, and when he looked back, he saw that the tiger was rushing towards him, looking at the tiger's fierce eyes, Ying Xuan gritted his teeth and sped up a few steps.

However, the two-legged one really can't run on four legs, no matter how Ying Xuan goes around the woods, the smell of blood on his body can always make the tiger catch up, Ying Xuan lasted for a long time, and finally collapsed weakly under a big tree, panting heavily, no longer moving.

At the moment of landing, Ying Xuan still saw that the big tiger was still following him persistently, and at this moment, a feeling of exhaustion, weakness and despair overflowed in his heart.

"I want to be famous in history, when will Nai not treat me!"

Saying this, Ying Xuan closed his eyes and didn't struggle anymore! Let the tiger pounce on him.

The sound of running and the roar of the tiger came at the same time, getting closer and closer to him, and fear and panic climbed and spread in his heart.

"Whoosh!"

At this time, a sharp voice came from a distance, and Ying Xuan inadvertently opened his eyes and looked over there.

I saw a silver line cut through the sky, piercing the tiger's head that was close at hand.

Immediately, Ying Xuan noticed that the tiger's tiger eyes widened, and the ferocity in his pupils gradually disappeared! The raised claws did not grasp themselves, and the huge body collapsed weakly on the ground, and there was an egg-sized blood hole on the tiger's head, and the blood plasma flowed out of it, forming a pool of blood in the blink of an eye!

Following the trajectory of the silver line, Ying Xuan's eyes were on a tree ten meters away, and he saw an iron arrow deeply inserted into the trunk of the tree, and the red and black arrow feathers were the unique symbol of Ying Fu!

Ying Xuan seemed to think of something, and looked into the distance......