"Rank 8 fierce beast, bloodthirsty tiger!"

Looking at the majestic beast, Yi Yang's heart couldn't help jumping. The eighth-level Bloodthirsty Tiger possessed violent attack power and keen speed, and even an ordinary Qi Refining Realm Eightfold had to die under its claws.

"It's so strong!"

Feeling the bloodthirsty aura escaping from the bloodthirsty tiger's body, Yi Yang's heart was secretly surprised, and he retreated backwards with his feet undetectably. In front of such a powerful beast, he is not enough to slap the other party with a single paw.

"Roar!" The bloodthirsty tiger's eyes flashed with blood, and a wisp of fierce aura rose, and the majestic momentum swept out, roaring angrily at Yi Yang.

A deafening roar could be heard in the distance, causing the air around them to rattle and howl in gusts of wind.

The bitter wind howled, as if tearing the space apart, so that the surrounding air was filled with fierce winds, and countless plants and trees were crushed into slag.

Under the bleak night, in the mountains and forests, Yi Yang's thin body arched slightly, his fists clenched, like a cheetah pounced, staring at the front with a solemn face.

And in the middle of his gaze, a bloodthirsty tiger as strong as a calf was baring its fangs.

The bloodthirsty tiger has thick limbs, and the hair on his body is like blood, and the red blood hair looks a little oozing in the cold night.

Especially the pair of bloody eyes that seemed to be poured with blood, as if there was endless gloomy blood gushing out, staring at Yi Yang so that the latter's heart was a little terrifying, only creepy.

"Gollum!"

Feeling the fierce aura coming from the bloodthirsty tiger's body, Yi Yang still couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in his heart.

Although he had already killed no less than ten low-level fierce beasts before, he was still a little difficult to calm down in front of the eighth-level fierce beast Bloodthirsty Tiger.

Tightening his somewhat sweaty palms, a wisp of sweat quietly rolled down Yi Yang's forehead, slid down his cheeks and into the placket, making his neck feel a little cool. The night breeze blew, and the bleak coldness became even stronger.

"Damn!!" The feeling of danger was approaching, and De Yi Yang's heart couldn't help despairing.

With the strength of the sevenfold peak of the Qi Refining Realm at this time, even if he had the power of the Netherworld that was several times stronger than that of the same level, it would be difficult for him to escape under the Bloodthirsty Tiger.

If you are not careful, tonight will be the end of soul destruction, and it will be a miserable death!

Becoming the feces of a fierce beast is definitely not the result that Yi Yang can want!

"Roar!"

Finally, a man and a beast confronted each other for a long time, and the bloodthirsty tiger let out an impatient roar. The blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, and the bloodthirsty fierce light flowed from the eyes, looking at Yi Yang like a delicious food.

"Whew!"

Under Yi Yang's vigilant gaze, the bloodthirsty tiger suddenly opened its four hooves and suddenly pounced towards the former tiger.

The sturdy figure swept a shadow in the night, like a long rainbow, and blinked his eyes and rushed in front of Yi Yang. The tiger's mouth was wide open, and the giant teeth that escaped the fishy smell did not hesitate to bite Yi Yang's throat.

Feeling the fishy wind blowing on his face, Yi Yang's heart beat wildly, he didn't dare to touch it at all, he twisted to the side violently, and quickly dodged away.

But despite this, the strong wind that the Bloodthirsty Tiger pounced on still tore a hole in his chest.

This shows how fast the Bloodthirsty Tiger is!

"Whew!"

As soon as he stood firm, the bloodthirsty tiger's head turned, and the tiger's tail like a long whip swept violently, as if a giant leg was pumping towards Yi Yang's waist.

The fierce wind suddenly rose, causing the wind to whirre, blowing the latter's clothes into a messy and wanton manner.

"Damn it!"

Yi Yang, who sensed the crisis, scolded secretly, and hurriedly retreated backwards under his feet, not daring to shake it hard at all.

The eighth-level bloodthirsty tiger, in terms of strength, is definitely no less than 1,500 catties, which is comparable to a human martial artist of the eightfold Qi Refining Realm.

As long as Yi Yang's head is not stupid, then he will not easily do such a foolish thing.

"Roar!"

The two blows in a row were dodged by Yi Yang, which made the bloodthirsty tiger also roar angrily. The furious aura erupted, making its fur redder and redder. The night breeze blew, like blood rolling, and it seemed terrifying.

After the berserk, the Bloodthirsty Tiger became even more powerful, not only becoming more ferocious, but also increasing its speed a lot. Several tiger pounces in a row, forcing Yi Yang to be embarrassed and in danger.

"We can't continue like this any longer, otherwise, even if we don't get killed by this beast, we will have to be consumed by it!"

Feeling that his consumption was quite large, Yi Yang's face gradually deepened.

He already knew that even constant dodging was not a long-term solution.

Looking at the already dark night sky, Yi Yang's heart was secretly cold, but he had to force himself to calm down, and pay close attention to the movements of the bloodthirsty tiger, hoping to find an opportunity to hit with one blow.

Yi Yang's figure was erratic, constantly dodging the attacks of the Bloodthirsty Tiger, and his highly concentrated spirit was paying close attention to the Bloodthirsty Tiger, making his spirit gradually begin to trance, as if he had fallen into a psychic situation.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the blood-red whip tail fell from Yi Yang's face, and the tail carrying the fierce wind slid off the tip of the latter's nose, making Yi Yang's back a little cold sweat can't help but break out.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a sudden humming sound came from the depths of the sea of his knowledge, like a wave-like shock, which made Yi Yang's head dizzy, and before he was shocked, a trace of coolness surged him to wake up in an instant.

His eyes widened, and he once again turned his gaze to the bloodthirsty tiger that was rushing towards him not far away.

Immediately, Yi Yang's eyes were shocked, and a sense of horror surged in his heart.

I saw that under his gaze, the bloodthirsty tiger that was originally extremely fast in his eyes became clumsy, and the snail-like speed made De Yi Yang see all his body movements clearly.

It was as if the slowness had been magnified countless times in slow motion.

Yi Yang was sure that as long as he thought of it, he could easily dodge the Bloodthirsty Tiger's form.

When he was secretly happy in his heart, Yi Yang's figure moved, and he wanted to dodge to the side. But at the beginning of the thought, suddenly his heart jumped, and an incredible and shocking scene came into view.

I saw that under his gaze, the figure of the bloodthirsty tiger that was originally a tiger pounced suddenly changed, turned into a dark black figure, and smashed towards his face door with his fists.

Looking at the fists of his figure dancing, Yi Yang's heart trembled.

It's just because that set of punches is actually the Dragon Tiger Roaring Tiger Fist that he has been refining all along!

"Roar!"

The figure danced in a fist style, and a deafening tiger roar erupted from its fist, shaking the surrounding leaves with a rattle, and the fierce energy was wanton, blowing the surrounding grass to bend their waists.

"It's ......"

"Fist!"

Suddenly, Yi Yang shouted wildly in his heart, staring at the figure in disbelief.

"Bang!"

In just an instant, a heavy blow with endless ferocious force blasted into his chest, and the powerful force exploded, knocking his body out of the distance.

It smashed several feet away in the air, broke many half-large branches, and finally smashed into the grass in the dense forest.

"Poof!"

As soon as his chest stagnated, his qi and blood surged, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out, making De Yi Yang's face pale in an instant.

When he looked up again, he found that the figure in front of him had already dissipated, and the figure of the bloodthirsty tiger was once again revealed.

Obviously, the previous scene was the same strange situation as last time, not illusory, but real.

"Tiger Fist...... Gathering the tiger's momentum and condensing the fist is actually the artistic conception of the tiger fist. ”

Suddenly, Yi Yang seemed to understand something, his eyes widened suddenly, and he hurriedly turned over and got up regardless of the injury on his chest.

Ignoring the bloodthirsty tiger that quickly pounced in front of him, he slowly closed his eyes, held his breath and concentrated, his hands danced, and the dragon and tiger roaring tiger fist was unleashed.

At the same time, in the depths of his sea of consciousness, he kept recalling the trajectory and movements of the previous figure.

Constantly reminiscing about the power of the potential, unpredictable, strong and heavy, mighty and domineering.

"Roar!"

As the Tiger Fist danced, the strong wind around it blew up, and a trace of unprecedented power erupted from Yi Yang's body, and that power was full of tyrannical and ferocious aura.

Force!

Gather momentum and condense your fist!

Feeling the power of the potential gradually generated, Yi Yang's heart couldn't suppress the ecstasy. His eyes were still closed, his mind remained silent, carefully recalling the power of the momentum, seeking a stronger and more stable tiger power.