A feeling of despair came to his heart, and Ling Piaohan cursed fiercely.

At this time, Ling Piaohan didn't need to hide, this three-color mountain python found his figure, and naturally he wouldn't let him go easily.

The mountain python slammed into the ancient tree, and the python's tail slammed into the thick trunk.

With just one blow, a large chunk of the bark of the ancient tree was blown away, and the sawdust flew away.

The top of the ancient tree trembled violently because of this powerful volley, and countless leaves fell one after another, completely leaking out Ling Piaohan's figure.

"Hiss-hiss" continued to spit out the anger of the three-colored python, and then he circled violently on the ground, and the snake's tail flew out again.

With a "boom", it collided with the trunk again, and the trunk of the ancient tree made a "creaking" sound after the bombardment sound.

As expected, the trunk of the tree had been broken, but due to some of the wooden structures still connected, the top of the tree was only slightly tilted and not completely broken.

Seeing that the trees were tilted down, there was a hint of ferocity in the eyes of the three-color mountain python, and he stared fiercely at Ling Piaohan, who was pale and extremely weak on the tree.

Twisting the body, a large circle, the thick python tail was thrown out again, "boom", this blow directly completely cut off the upper half of the trunk of the ancient tree.

The two trees separated in an instant, and the top of the tree fell heavily to the ground with Ling Piaohan, and the impact of the landing once again made Ling Piaohan cough violently, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, Ling Piaohan was already confused.

"Am I going to die here, damn brute."

Ling Piaohan used his right arm to prop up his weak body, looking at the three-color mountain python that opened its bloody mouth and pounced, Ling Piaohan chose to close his eyes.

Since there is no power to change, one can only accept death calmly.

At the moment when Ling Piaohan closed his eyes, a figure suddenly rushed up from the woods on the other side of the cliff.

This figure first flashed with blue light, and its speed skyrocketed, becoming about three times as fast as before, and then another yellow light flashed out, and a yellow light blade appeared next to the figure.

Then he directly swept past the three-color mountain python that was only a few feet away from Ling Piaohan, and then the light disappeared, and the figure slowly fell on Ling Piaohan's side.

The owner of the figure was revealed, a small white tiger with a shiny coat and a few black stripes.

A pair of tiger eyes exude a deep and mysterious purple, like a purple gem, the tiger's claws are very sharp, and the tips reflect a faint moonlight.

A majestic little tiger, with the appearance of the little tiger, the figure of the three-color mountain python came to an abrupt end, and a yellow line spread from the neck of the mountain python.

Then a neat incision appeared, and the huge head of the mountain python was cut off directly.

The human-level seventh-order spirit beast was actually killed in one blow, how strong this little tiger was.

And Ling Piaohan was still closing his eyes at the moment, and in the process of the little tiger killing the three-color mountain python in seconds, he did hear a strange sound.

But the subconscious told Ling Piaohan that this was caused by the mountain python biting his body, and at this moment, in addition to being a little afraid, he was also a little puzzled, this three-color mountain python didn't seem to hurt as much as he imagined.

It can even be said that it doesn't hurt at all, "Has this animal bitten?"

At this time, the expression of waiting for death that was a little puzzled on Ling Piaohan's face was really very funny, a little desperate, a little indifferent, but mixed with a trace of wonder and doubt.

The little tiger next to him swept Ling Piaohan with his beautiful tiger pupils, this expression was so funny, the little tiger couldn't hold back his laughter.

The laughter was not the most amazing, and after showing a smile, the little tiger actually spoke directly!

"Okay! still close your eyes and wait to die? Open your eyes and see!"

After saying this, the little tiger raised his front paws and patted Ling Piaohan's right shoulder, then showed a burst of disdain, and shook his head helplessly.

Ling Piaohan's operation of closing his eyes and waiting for death really made this little tiger speechless.

"Huh?!" Hearing a strange sound coming out, and feeling his right shoulder being slapped by a soft object, Ling Piaohan quickly opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he was completely confused, and he couldn't figure out what the situation was at the moment.

The tricolor python that was about to kill him just now suddenly turned into a corpse with separate heads, and a small tiger that he had never seen before appeared next to him.

"Ah???this????

He couldn't accept the strange situation in front of him for a while, and while muttering in his mouth, he hurriedly touched his neck and head with bloodstained hands.

"I'm not dead yet, hehehe, I'm still alive", for many things that couldn't be explained, Ling Piaohan had no brains to think.

He only recognized one fact clearly at the moment, that is, he was still alive, and the feeling of not dying was too happy.

He let out bursts of sneer, coupled with Ling Piaohan's bloody body and messy hairstyle, he looked like a madman.

When the little tiger saw this scene, he couldn't hold back again, and laughed again, the little tiger's smile finally attracted Ling Piaohan's attention.

He had felt too much surprise since he had just opened his eyes, and this little tiger was one of the main surprises.

"Can you speak?!Aren't you a spirit beast?" Ling Piaohan asked.

"Oh?, how can I talk to your life-saving benefactor? You are a waste, it's still a rare system, I thought it was some kind of genius, but I was chased around by such a waste python."

The little tiger put away his smile and cleared his throat as he spoke.

"If it weren't for the small amount, the ....... , Uncle Ben's kindness saved you, and you have been swallowed by this mountain python a long time ago."

Hearing this, Ling Piaohan really understood, it turned out that it was this little tiger who saved himself and killed the three-color mountain python.

Ling Piaohan stared directly at the little tiger's purple tiger pupils with a puzzled but grateful look, and did not move away for a long time.

It doesn't matter if he stares at it, he actually turned his head away a little embarrassed to see this little tiger.

Ling Piaohan then asked: "You are so small, did you really kill this three-color mountain python?"

Hearing Ling Piaohan's words, the little tiger instantly felt a little disdainful, raised his little head, and said.

"It's just this garbage thing, it's all dirty Aunt Ben, phew, Uncle Ben's hands."

When Ling Piaohan heard this, he hurriedly wanted to continue to ask, but was directly interrupted by this little tiger.

"Okay, shut up, with your physical condition, I'm afraid you'll die if you say a few more words, eat this first"

After speaking, a glimmer of light flashed under the fur of the little tiger's neck, and immediately, a green pill floated into Ling Piaohan's hand.

Feeling the breath of life in that pill, although Ling Piaohan had never seen this thing, he could guess that it was a medicine that could treat injuries.

It's also in the absence of nonsense, just swallow it in one bite.

In an instant, a surging breath of life emanated, quickly repairing the injuries in Ling Piaohan's body, and the battle qi was also rapidly recovering, Ling Piaohan sat up, feeling the changes in his body in shock.

In just a few minutes, Ling Piaohan's injuries had recovered, and the wounds on his back and chest had begun to stop bleeding and have a tendency to heal.

"This thing is too powerful, isn't it?