"Not good!"

Seeing the six people who suddenly rushed out and rushed towards the Cold Tiger's lair, Viscount Fergus and the others secretly screamed badly, turned around and rushed towards the Cold Tiger's lair.

Gray, Bernal, and Ellis also screamed and rushed towards the Tiger's lair.

However, whether it was the five Viscounts of Fergus or the three Gray, the distance from the cold tiger's lair was not as close as the six people in front of them, and they could only watch the six people rush to the cold tiger's lair and pick up the cold tiger cub.

"It's him!"

Looking at one of the six, Gray looked ugly.

This man was of medium build, with gray hair, and was none other than Viscount Locke, who had greeted them warmly at the auction house. Locke.

At that time, the other party had a gentle smile on his face, with a natural affinity, and took the initiative to retreat during the auction, which was undoubtedly aristocratic and elegant.

At this time, although the other party is still smiling, it is annoying no matter how you look at it, and the robbery that the other party is doing now has no aristocratic demeanor at all.

Sure enough, this person is a real villain!

"And them!"

At the same time, Gray also noticed that Viscount Locke's two sons, Elph and Morey, were also among the six.

"Stern, it's you!"

Viscount Fergus had blond hair fluttering like an angry lion, glaring at Viscount Locke and roaring angrily.

finally killed the cold tiger mother beast, but he didn't expect that the cold tiger cub was actually taken by Viscount Locke and snatched it away, so you can imagine his anger at this time.

"Viscount Fergus, I really didn't expect us to meet again so soon!"

Facing Viscount Fergus's glare, Viscount Locke looked as usual and greeted calmly.

He didn't have a mask, because there was no need, the viscounts, who were also divided by the Marquis of Sidney's family, knew each other's methods quite well, and once they handed it over, they would be immediately recognizable, so he didn't intend to hide his face at all.

"Hand it over!"

Viscount Fergus is still in the mood to be in a false relationship with the other party, and with the four Baron Ricardo, he angrily pounced.

"This won't work, Elf, Morey, you get out first!"

Viscount Locke smiled and shook his head, gave an order, and led three men to meet the five Viscount Fergus, and quickly handed them over.

The three men who followed him all had the strength of a high-ranking blood warrior, although the number was one less than that of the five Viscounts of Fergus, but the five Viscounts of Fergus were not in their prime.

After a big battle, a lot of physical strength and blood power were consumed, so in the face of the entanglement of Viscount Locke's four people, they were only barely tied, and they couldn't even free up one person to chase the cold tiger cubs.

I could only watch as Alfer and Morey turned around and rushed towards the dense mangrove forest with the cold tiger cubs.

"Stay!"

Fortunately, there were also three Gray, and the three of them all went towards Alver and Morey to intercept them.

"Bernal, I've been thinking I'd meet you for a long time!"

Facing the intercepted Gray trio, Elfer went straight to Bernal and fought with him.

Morey, on the other hand, kept scurrying into the mangroves at a fast speed, leaving Gray and Ellis in hot pursuit.

"Damn, that guy is already a mid-rank blood warrior!"

After chasing for a while, Ellis had already lost the figure of the other party, and he roared in anger, with both anger and jealousy in his heart.

Angry that the other party snatched the cold tiger cub, jealous that the other party was obviously about the same age as him, but his strength had reached the median blood warrior, and the distance between him and the median blood warrior was extremely far away.

"Huh?"

He looked at his side, his face couldn't help but be stunned, Gray, who was supposed to be on his side, didn't know when, had separated from him, and he couldn't see his figure either.

In the mangrove forest, a teenager in a black battle uniform is running fast with a tiger cub in one hand.

The dense growth of mangroves was easily avoided by him, and even holding a cold tiger cub in his hand did not have much effect on his speed and agility.

Sometimes, when the vines were in the way, he jumped slightly, and he had already crossed the vines and scurried over.

He could hear a large number of footsteps coming this way, and it was obvious that the soldiers of the Fergus family were chasing him, but he didn't care, with his speed, the soldiers couldn't catch up with him.

He glanced at the tiger cub in his left hand, who had not yet opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of joy, because his father had promised him that he was going to make this tiger cub his future mount.

Swish!

Suddenly, he felt a slight sound coming from the side, like a breeze.

However, his keen sense of hearing allowed him to hear the difference between the sound and the wind, and the power of blood poured into his body, and his body became unusually flexible, like a monkey in the forest.

The blood method he practiced was called "Wood Monkey", which was deduced from the fierce blood beast Wood Monkey, which was a blood beast that was agile and could manipulate plants to fight.

Now he is only a mid-level blood warrior, so he naturally can't use the blood beast ability to manipulate plants, but he has the flexibility of a wood monkey, especially when the body is infused with blood power, this flexibility is greatly enhanced.

He was suddenly shortened, then quickly ducked away from the wind.

Snort –

At the next moment of his short body, a long sword with a bright body swept over his head, splitting many of the mangrove branches.

With a pang in his heart, he quickly pulled the distance and pulled a sword from his waist.

It was a long sword with fish scales on the blade, and it was a sword of a thousand practices.

"It's you, Gray. Fergus! ”

Seeing the person who made the sneak attack, he looked surprised.

"How can you be so fast?"

He clearly saw the other party chasing after him just now, when did the other party run in front of him?

"Hand it over!"

did not answer the meaning of the doubts in the other party's heart, the sneak attack of the sword let the other party dodge, Gray did not stop, a few steps approached the other party, the sword in his hand swept towards the other party again.

"Hmph, it's up to you!"

Facing the rushing Gray, Morey snorted coldly, dodged Gray's sword that swept again, and then stabbed at Gray from the side.

Although the timing was not right, he had long wanted to meet this person who was described by his father as a future "competitor".

Swish!

Facing the sword stabbed from the side, Gray turned around sharply, and the sword in his hand was swept to the side by his turning action.

Clang!

The two swords collided together, and then both of them couldn't help but be shocked and took a few steps back.

"You, you...... Already a median blood warrior? ”

Stabilizing his figure, Morey said with a shocked expression.

The Fergus family's blood method "Wind Wolf" is the same as the Locke family's blood method "Wood Monkey", and it does not have much increase in strength.

But now that the opponent is actually able to fight with himself in the strength competition, the opponent's strength is likely to be the same as his own, and he has reached the middle blood warrior.

"How is that possible? You...... How can it be? ”

However, he was not very confident in this conclusion, the other party's age was only 16 years old and less than 17 years old, and he had only practiced the blood method for more than a year, how could he reach the median blood warrior so quickly?

The other party was surprised, but Gray was not surprised, and he had already pounced on the other party again after stabilizing his body.

Swish!

The long sword in his hand turned into a cold light, and a sword stabbed out, hitting the opponent's chest directly.

"Hmph-"

Morey was short, dodging the sword that stabbed straight at him, not only that, but he also threw himself short towards Gray, and the Qianlian sword in his hand swept out.

If he is cut this time, even if Gray is wearing a battle suit, he will suffer some injuries, and if he does not have a battle suit, I am afraid that he will be directly cut in two.

Bell –

Gray quickly drew his sword back, blocking the sword, and used the force of the shock to open the distance.

Then, the power of his blood suddenly poured into his legs, and his body turned into an afterimage, and the whole person moved faster than before.

Those who practice the blood method "Wind Wolf" are already good at speed, and now they use the power of blood to increase it, and the speed is even more terrifying, and they can easily get close to Morey's side.

Without any hesitation, a sword quickly slashed upwards from the bottom up, the blade of the sword carried an extremely dangerous aura, and in the face of this person who snatched the cold tiger cub, Gray had no intention of sparing his hand.

However, after all, Morey is also a median blood warrior, at the critical moment, he used the power of blood, and the flexibility of his body skyrocketed, and the whole person was as flexible as a monkey.

Burst!

However, after all, he was holding a cold tiger cub in his hand, and his actions were more or less affected, and he didn't feel it when he ran, but it was exposed in the battle that could not tolerate the slightest impact.

Although he hid behind a tree, he still couldn't dodge it all, and before hiding behind the tree, his shoulder was grazed by a sword, and his battle uniform was cut, and there was a trace of blood on his body.

Snort –

The blow injured the opponent, Gray's eyes lit up, and the power of blood poured into his legs again, quickly catching up with the opponent, and stabbing the back of the heart with a sword.

The strength has reached the middle blood warrior, and the blood power is much thicker, he has tested it, and he has been able to use it ten times in a row, so when fighting, he is no longer as stingy with blood power as when he was a blood warrior.

Burst!

Morey made a cut in his back again, this time the injury was more serious than the previous one, and he could even see a trace of red flowing out.

Poof, poof, poof!

Gray struck one after another, and every time he used the power of blood, Morey would add a wound to his body, and soon, several wounds would be added to the opponent's body.

However, none of them were fatal injuries, and the other party relied on the agility of his body to avoid the vital position.

"If it goes on like this......"

All over his body, there was pain in several places, Morey was so painful that his face twitched, it was not that he had not tried to escape, but his speed was not as good as the other party, and he had been caught up by Gray after not running a few steps.

Knowing that if this continued, the situation would be very bad, he glanced at the cold tiger cub who was holding in his left hand and had not yet opened his eyes, a trace of ruthlessness flashed on his face, and he said fiercely.

"I can't get it, and you can't think about it!"

He threw the cold tiger cub up, and the Qianlian sword in his hand slashed at the cold tiger cub fiercely.

Knowing that he was very likely to not be able to keep the cold tiger cub, he planned to kill the cold tiger cub on the spot!