As for why those demonized one-horned antelopes are panicked, it is all because of Fang Zhengfang's exposed hand, and the god unknowingly beat a demonized mottled tiger into serious injury, which made these one-horned antelopes, which were already weaker than the demonized mottled tiger, fall into a panic. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info They don't want to be seriously injured by being hit unknowingly. At this moment, I saw the little fat man Chen Ming and Yurong rushing out of the bushes that they were hiding, and they scattered like plants and trees in a frightening way.

"Senior Sister Chen, let's split up and chase after each other, don't let these demonized unicorn antelopes run away. As soon as I saw that the dozen or so one-horned antelopes scattered to the neighbors like grass and trees due to their own appearance, the demonized mottled tigers went to chase Fang Zheng again, and Fang Zheng rushed to Yurong on the side.

"Well, got it! Let's split up and see who kills the most demonized antelopes when we gather. Yurong couldn't help but say when she heard this.

The demonized one-horned antelopes scattered in all directions, and then the little fat man Chen Ming and Yurong chased and killed the demonized one-horned antelopes in two ways. Fang Zheng saw that the demonized mottled tiger that he had led away was not as strong as he imagined, and Chen Ming and Yurong also went separately to hunt those demonized one-horned antelopes! Fangzheng's speed is as fast as a fierce tiger, and he doesn't rely on the true qi in his body, he completely relies on the strength of his body to rush into the group of several demonized mottled tigers.

"Puff!poof!poof!poof!poof......"

As soon as Fang Zheng rushed into front of the body of the spotted tiger, he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and summoned a small white flying sword from the storage bag, this flying sword was urged by the true qi in Fang Zheng's body, and it exploded violently to announce a dazzling brilliance, this flying sword quickly expanded in Fang Zheng's hand, and when it swelled to three feet seven inches, Fang Zheng violently waved the flying sword magic weapon in his hand to slash at the demonized mottled tiger. Because Fang Zheng killed a horse pistol, the several demonized mottled tigers were very fierce, precisely because they were galloping too fast, they just happened to hit the white flying sword of Fang Zheng's dancing tiger, and when he landed, he only heard the pop of Gao Wen, and every time Fang Zheng moved, he would bring up a stream of crimson blood.

"Roar, roar, roar......"

Fang Zheng danced the flying sword in his hand into a sword curtain, and the tip of the sword would bring a dazzling blood flower to the place, although these wounds were not fatal, but they were very painful, and the demonized mottled tiger that was stabbed by the flying sword in Fang Zheng's hand couldn't help but look up to the sky and announce a roar of pain. Crimson blood poured out of the demonized mottled tiger's body, and the thick smell of blood filled the air, causing those demonized mottled tigers to fall into a rage. The demonic mottled eyes were blood-red, ignoring the pain coming from his body, his eyes seemed to be able to spew fire, and his hind feet kicked the ground violently, and a tiger pounced towards Fang Zheng.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang ......"

As soon as those demonized mottled tigers fell into the violent side, they didn't care about the pain coming from their bodies, and swung their sharp tiger claws from mid-air to grab Fang Zheng, and although Fang Zheng's shaking sword was sharp, it was still lacking to severely damage those demonized mottled tigers. These demonized mottled tigers went crazy, and when they landed, there were two demonized mottled tigers in front of Fang Zheng's body, and the claws like steel hit Fang Zheng's body, and when they landed, Fang Zheng was like a lightning strike, and the strength of this demonized mottled tiger was really strong! If it weren't for Fang Zheng's strong body, just the magic mottled tiger's claws hitting Fang Zheng's body would have caused Fang Zheng to suffer a heavy blow.

"These demonized mottled tigers are so strong! If it weren't for the fact that my body is far stronger than ordinary people, otherwise I would really be at risk of falling as soon as I get close to these demonized mottled tigers! No wonder Senior Brother Zhao Jin will be there one or two to tell me and others These demonized beasts are very strong, and inform me and others to be careful, but don't be careless. As soon as he was hit by the demonized mottled tiger, Fang Zhengden was like being struck by lightning, and he was hit by those mottled tigers again, and then flew back and didn't dare to fall into the demonized mottled tiger group. Feeling the pain of drilling from the back, Deng Shi couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Fang Zheng retreated back like lightning, the white flying sword in his hand stabbed back like lightning, only to hear the sound of "poof", the white flying sword in Fang Zheng's hand stabbed into the chest of a demonized mottled tiger, and the chest of the demonized mottled tiger was like a spring of blood, and he fell to the ground with a bang, constantly twitching in the black-brown weeds, and he couldn't survive.

Even after such a short delay, Fang Zheng was once again approached by the remaining four-headed demonized mottled tiger. Listening to a few bangs, Fang Zheng's chest, his back was hit by the demonized mottled tiger one after another, and the white flying sword weapon in Fang Zheng's hand was hit by the tiger tail of a demonized mottled tiger, and the white flying sword weapon in Fang Zheng's hand was simply pulled away. There was an extra crimson blood mark on the back of the hand, and there was a hot pain on the back of the hand. Fang Zheng fell into the group of demonized mottled tigers for the second time, and the flying sword magic weapon in his hand was simply whipped away by the demonized mottled tiger, and he couldn't do it, Fang Zheng soared into the air violently, and the flying sword in his hand was controlled by Shen Nian to fly to Fang Zheng's feet, and Fang Zheng stepped on the flying sword and flew quickly into the air. With lightning speed, he was dragged out of the demonized mottled tiger group.

As soon as Fang Zheng flew into the air, the four demonized mottled tigers bounced up one by one, and rushed towards Fang Zheng who was flying in mid-air, trying to catch Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng flew into the air and took a breath in mid-air, knowing that it was not a way to do it with such a foundation, although he had killed a mottled tiger, there were still four tigers staring at him hesitantly! Once the true qi in the self was exhausted, then he would fall into the encirclement again. No, Fang Zheng can only think of a way, otherwise he will really fall into a dilemma.

"Hey, by the way, didn't I just wound a demonized mottled tiger with a stone? As for these demonized beasts, I can only fight from afar, not in close combat, should I also try to attack long distances like a monk, instead of being as unscrupulous as a reckless man!" Thinking that in order to lure away this group of demonized mottled tigers, Fang Zheng severely damaged one of the mottled tigers in the middle with a single stone, and the lethality of the became, which was more lethal than the melee combat with these demonized mottled tigers, Fang Zheng couldn't help but muttered to himself.