Wildfires licked across the lawns, leaving a trail of ash and blackened earth. The field of vision of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info suddenly widened, and Frederick saw clearly the guy who was scared back 500 meters: slightly inferior to the war horse, green eyes and faint, fierce when baring teeth, a pair of saber teeth straight to the jaw, beautiful and domineering, shocking. Its fur is dark and shiny, its back is smooth, and its shoulder and hip bones are gracefully propped up under the fur, giving its smooth muscular lines explosive.

That's the jungle hunter saber-toothed tiger. How did you get to the plains?

The shining point of the saber-toothed tiger is that it absolutely does not believe that there are more awesome predators in the world. Even the inhabited fire dragons, saber-toothed tigers, will itch and watch from afar for a while. Not to mention the lively war horses and humans.

Frederick realized that he was in big trouble.

The saber-toothed tiger stared firmly at Frederick, who was clutching his sword, lowered his head and licked his paws, and jumped briskly down the hill, landing with such grace and grace that one wondered if there were even footprints left on the land. Then the saber-toothed tiger ran briskly and leisurely towards Frederick, stopping twenty meters away, then tensing his fur and tail bent in the air, staring at Frederick's pacing.

Frederick raised his sword as if he were facing a great enemy, the blade outward, glaring at the beast, and a threatening roar came out of his throat, but the saber-toothed tiger was indifferent, looked at him for two seconds, and suddenly ran.

When the saber-toothed tiger's graceful limbs are elongated, it is like flying on an arch bridge in mid-air; in an instant, the four legs meet, and when he kicks on the ground, and when he stretches his four claws again, it has already rushed out ten meters away like an arrow from the string, and the acceleration of the cannon's disembowel-like sprint caught Frederick off guard, because in the previous frame of vision, he saw the beast twenty meters away, and in the next frame, he saw the roaring beast occupying the sky of vision!

Frederick raised his sword to block, and the man fell to the left, fortunately not being pounced on by the saber-toothed tiger. But like a never-ending ball, the saber-toothed tiger landed and kicked on the ground, and once again pounced on Frederick's side, not stopping to press him to the ground.

"Boom!" The power sword accelerated urgently, even if the muscles were sore, the propulsion of the power sword itself was like a horizontal slash that swallowed mountains and rivers, chopping on the claws of the saber-toothed tiger, and suddenly slashed to the bone, and the blood exploded to the ground, but the sword was bounced off by the tiger bone.

The bones of the uranium beast are hard and a bit evil, and the higher the level of the food chain, the more refined and unearthly the bones are, as hard as rock crystals.

"Whew!" the saber-toothed tiger roared in pain, landed firmly on the ground, jumped two steps on three feet, lifted the wounded claw decently, lowered his head and licked it, and then gently placed the wounded claw on the ground, staring at Frederick in anger.

Frederick scrambled to his feet, panting and clutching his sword in both hands, staring at the nimble feline behemoth. Obviously, the saber-toothed tiger didn't expect the human's power sword to suddenly accelerate, so it took a sword. But it will never make the same mistake again. Frederick's information has been fully grasped by the beasts, and the next step is to fight to the bottom of the matter.

"Look at its eyes, Frederick," Grandpa's whisper came from the confronting man and beast, "and when its claws struck the blade, you knew it was powerful, strong enough to slap you away." And you see that it sprints extremely fast, 10 meters in one fell swoop. Presumably you push the show, and then it will use multiple jumps to lure you into swinging your sword, and then reflexively pounce on you, gnawing your throat. Really?"

"Yes. Frederick panted and resented his grandfather, wondering if he was born or not, how could he do such a thing, and surprise his grandson with a large predator?

He tried to balance his breathing, loosening his muscles "one loose, one tight" to get rid of the soreness of fatigue, and carefully moved sideways step by step, always facing the saber-toothed tiger.

"It's like a duel. You start by deducing how you will die, and that's the first step to survival. So he stared into its eyes, Frederick, into the eyes of the beast, which were no different from man, for the man who fought was also one of the beasts. Guess, unleash your senses, keep guessing, speculate on the intentions of the beast, and relentlessly emerge victorious. This is your special training. If you can use the most natural malice to try out the mind of a beast, you will be able to read through the mind of man with skill. Archduke William took a bite of the apple and casually understated: "I won't come to your rescue, I have a grandson anyway...... You come on. ”

Frederick scolded in his heart: "Anyway, there is a grandson...... Damn, we're pretending to be too forced! We're completely unable to communicate! What about asking me out for a long talk? Lao Tzu rode more than ten miles to discuss life with you, and you just entertained me with this! A liar is a liar at all! And he still says this kind of thing!"

At this time, the saber-toothed tiger had already sensed the distraction of the prey's spirit, so an imperceptible kicking sound sounded, and the saber-toothed tiger quietly jumped in the air and pounced on Frederick.

The saber-toothed tiger's streamlined, graceful fur pushes the air, and the fluff dances like a seaweed in the cool breeze. The turbulent air currents pushed towards Frederick like water waves.

Frederick's divine power poured into the hair follicles and skin, and the erect hairs shook in the breeze, deciphering the code sent by the wind.

"It's ...... Feng Zhen!" Frederick didn't squint, not even glancing at the beast that swooped down on the side.

Just like dodging the blade of the sword, he did not hesitate to pounce forward, tumbling on the ground, grabbing the ground with agility to brake, already facing the saber-toothed tiger that had landed, the power sword resting on the ground to maintain restraint, and he would never be easily deceived by this sword until he was sure that the opportunity came.

Sure enough, the force of the saber-toothed tiger's pounce was extremely subtle, and the huge beast actually touched the ground lightly, like snow flakes that landed without a trace, and like a spring that touched the ground, and immediately burst out of the second bullet, kicking out two furrows on the ground with its hind feet, twisting its body and pounced on Frederick.

The night breeze stirred up Frederick's blue hair, but it greatly disturbed Frederick's capture of "Wind Vibration". At this moment, Feng'er's information was vague, making it difficult for Frederick to determine the saber-toothed tiger's intentions: if Frederick slashed with the power of his sword, but the saber-toothed tiger did the same trick, landed lightly again, and fought back in an instant, then Frederick would definitely die.

But do you keep running away?

In just half a second, when Frederick grasped the ground and braked his body, he seemed to be squatting between life and death, his thoughts were like the current of nerves, the speed of light rushed through his mind, and sparks flew hesitating and thinking: "Is this true? False? How much power does it have left in its muscles? Feng Zhen's information is too vague!"

Suddenly, the moment Frederick looked up, he caught a glimpse of the eyes of the saber-toothed tiger, the pair of long, narrow green cat pupils without emotion, as if they were routine, pounced on rabbits that had no ability to resist.

The flash of inspiration made Frederick make a decision for no reason, firmly restraining the desire to draw his sword, pouring divine power into his feet, kicking the ground and bounce away, stepping on the dirt and exploding, and moving his body half a meter sideways. As soon as he dodged, the saber-toothed tiger landed a meter away from the dirt pit very unaccurately, jumped again, roared and chased after him!

The scorched earth was full of deep marks plowed by its hind legs; the ferocious saber-toothed tiger leaped and jumped horizontally in a fierce manner, chasing after the cunning humans; every time it landed in the air, it turned its head to look at its prey in an instant, twisted its body on all fours, slid four scratches on the ground, and then pounced again between the lightning and flint, leaping four or five meters. Although the prey is evaded by a millimeter, its physical strength is rapidly eroded.

This is the tactic of the saber-toothed tiger. It can't think, but it has an instinct for empiricism, and this savage wisdom has reduced the supreme swordsmanship of mankind to a swordsmanship that can only be used once. The fight becomes a gamble, the loser regrets, and the winner is afraid.