Bang!

Chiyan Tiger couldn't dodge the flying stones, and when it hit its hind legs, Chiyan Tiger's legs crutched, and his actions were stranded, but this time, Zhao Xiaoyi forced over.

Zhao Xiaoyi didn't hesitate at all, raised his fist and slammed it towards Chiyan Tiger.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, under the strong force, the Red Flame Tiger was suddenly blasted out and flew five meters away.

Chiyan Tiger was in pain, his big mouth opened and he howled, and then his head tilted, followed by a fireball that spewed out of his mouth.

Seeing the fireball flying, Zhao Xiaoyi didn't panic, his hand wiped on the colorful divine stone, and the long sword flashed in his hand.

Bang!

The fireball exploded, and the burst of fire flew around, but it quickly dissipated, and it seemed that this energy was not really a flame.

Chi Yanhu glared at Zhao Xiaoyi angrily, the punch just now caused it to suffer some minor injuries, and now its legs are a little unstable on its feet, but it has not made it lose its combat effectiveness.

Just suffered a loss, this time Chi Yanhu was not as reckless as before, but tentatively leaned towards Zhao Xiaoyi.

A simple move, Zhao Xiaoyi felt that this level of demonic beast was not very powerful, and it should be enough to deal with one by himself, with a faint smile on his face, the long sword in his hand shook, accompanied by the surge of vitality in his body, suddenly, the long sword in his hand flashed, followed by a layer of red light lingering, to Zuihou, the faint red light wrapped the entire sword body, and in this faint red light, a trace of thunder and lightning could be faintly seen.

"You are the first demonic beast to try my Qingyun Sword, and you should be satisfied even if you die. Zhao Xiaoyi said lightly, and then his body moved, and he swept towards the Red Flame Tiger.

The long sword in his hand danced, and a sword flower was pulled out in front of Chiyan Tiger's eyes, which made Chiyan Tiger a little stunned, but Chiyan Tiger was also a demonic beast, not comparable to ordinary beasts, when Zhao Xiaoyi's sword flower pulled it away, the two horns on Chiyan Tiger's head were on the top, and they actually pushed Zhao Xiaoyi's chest tricky.

Zhao Xiaoyi was completely sure that this sword would be able to kill Chiyan Tiger, but in that case, he would inevitably be caught by Chiyan Tiger's horns, and he didn't want to do this kind of loss-making business.

His body turned slightly sideways, and the sword he withdrew did not stop, and it stuck to one of the horns of the Red Flame Tiger, and with a twist of his wrist, in a crisp sound, the horns of the Red Flame Tiger were actually cut off.

The footsteps moved forward, and when the Chiyan Tiger retreated in pain, Zhao Xiaoyi approached again, and a sword cut into the other horn, and in an instant, the second horn of the Chiyan Tiger was also cut off by Zhao Xiaoyi.

The Red Flame Tiger roared wildly, thinking that the two horns were cut and it suffered a lot of pain, it kicked wildly on all fours, and then jumped in shape, rushing towards Zhao Xiaoyi like an arrow.

Zhao Xiaoyi didn't move, his eyes stared at Chiyanhu, the moment Chiyanhu took off, he stepped on his feet, and at the same time his body leaned back, his whole body half-lay down and slipped under Chiyanhu's body, a sword light flashed, Zhao Xiaoyi's figure had already slipped out of Chiyanhu's body, and behind him, only a muffled bang was heard, and there was no movement.

Zhao Xiaoyi slowly turned his body, and Chi Yanhu was lying behind him, but at this time, Chi Yanhu was already lying there softly, his body was covered with blood, and his breathing gradually weakened.

Just at the moment when Zhao Xiaoyi slid under Chi Yanhu's body, his sword slashed through Chi Yanhu's neck, and then cut all the way down Chi Yanhu's stomach, this time, it was enough for Chi Yanhu to open his stomach.

Zhao Xiaoyi took a deep breath, this was the first time he felt the strength of the Xuan-level martial arts, the horns of the Red Flame Tiger were very hard, but they were all cut off by him easily.

After solving Chi Yan Hu, Zhao Xiaoyi didn't stay here for long, his eyes swept over Chi Yan Hu, and then he prepared to leave.

And at this moment, suddenly there were several wind-breaking sounds in the dense forest, and immediately after, a figure appeared in Zhao Xiaoyi's pupils, and behind that figure, several more people flashed out one after another.

There were a total of five figures, starting with a sturdy young man, and the fluctuation of the aura on his body could be seen that he was a first-order martial artist, and his body exuded a faint smell of blood, as if he was also rolling out of the pile of corpses.

Behind him, there were four people, all four of them were martial artists, the strongest was only a fourth-order martial artist, and the five of them were all dressed in capable tight-fitting leather clothes, which seemed to be a group to come to this forest to hunt for treasures.

"This brother, we are members of the Northern Railway Mercenary Group, we found the Red Flame Tiger before, so we chased it all the way, but we were killed by Your Excellency. The sturdy young man who took the lead stared at Zhao Xiaoyi for a while, and then said a little politely, although Zhao Xiaoyi only had the strength of a second-order martial artist on the surface, but he was able to kill Chiyan Tiger in such a short period of time, and his combat effectiveness should not be low, in order not to cause unnecessary fights, he still showed due politeness to Zhao Xiaoyi.

Zhao Xiaoyi was silent, the other party reported his shili at the exit, with the meaning of demonstration, and the words behind were a little polite, it was obvious that the other party wanted the corpse of this Chiyan Tiger, and he wanted Zhao Xiaoyi to hand it over unconditionally, this should be the first salute and then the soldier that the other party wanted.

Originally, Zhao Xiaoyi didn't plan to ask for this Red Flame Tiger, since the other party wanted it, then just give it.

"Big brother, why talk nonsense with him, a little second-order martial artist is just a little second-order martial artist, and he deserves us to be so polite to him?" Seeing that Zhao Xiaoyi didn't squeak, a person behind the young man couldn't help but say at this time.

"Yes, big brother, this Chiyan Tiger was discovered by us first, and it should be ours, but we spent a lot of energy chasing after it, and the Chiyan Tiger will not be able to escape from our hands sooner or later, no matter what, it is also ours. Someone spoke, and the next few people followed suit.

Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he heard the words of a few people, his complexion changed slightly.

"Hey, boy, you can go, Chiyanhu is ours, you better go find the next one!" Several people were a little noisy, and seeing that Zhao Xiaoyi had not spoken, one of them snorted, and then walked over to Chiyanhu in front.

The young man who started did not speak, which naturally showed that he agreed with the people behind him to say this, and he stared at Zhao Xiaoyi with his eyes, waiting for Zhao Xiaoyi's answer.

When a third-order martial artist walked up to Chiyan Tiger and was about to drag Chiyan Tiger, Zhao Xiaoyi stepped on Chiyan Tiger's corpse, "Did I tell you to take it?"

Hearing this, several people took a step forward, the weapons in their hands shook, the vitality in their bodies surging out, and the atmosphere in the field suddenly became tense.

The third-order martial artist in front of Chi Yanhu glanced at Zhao Xiaoyi coldly, and then said in an unkind tone: "Boy, I advise you to get acquainted with each other, the Northern Iron Mercenary Group is not something you can afford to provoke." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Zhao Xiaoyi's mouth lifted slightly, he hated others for threatening him the most, Wang Tong was like this in the past, the person in front of him, even if his strength was not weak, he couldn't do it.

"I've hit this nail today, so what?"

The third-order martial artist's face was gloomy, and seeing that Zhao Xiaoyi did not let go, he stepped back, his figure paused beside the young man who was headed, and then his eyes looked at the sturdy young man.

The sturdy young man's eyes stared at Zhao Xiaoyi, and a murderous aura quietly spread from his body at this time.

Feeling this murderous aura, Zhao Xiaoyi's heart sank, and his eyes suddenly flicked to the sturdy young man who was beating the head, and at this time, an inexplicable liliang seemed to seep out of his eyes, stabbing straight at the sturdy young man.

When Zhao Xiaoyi's gaze flicked over, the sturdy young man only felt a buzz in his head, as if he had been pricked by a needle, which made his expression appear in a short trance.

"Huh?" When this liliang appeared, Yanxi's suspicious voice suddenly sounded in Zhao Xiaoyi's mind.