"Dead tiger, you have the ability to come down, what kind of ability is it to fly in the sky alone!" Yun Ya shouted loudly while dodging the galloping wind blades.

The manticore tiger sneered like a human, ignored him, and still sent out a series of wind blades in the air towards Yunya. At this moment, Yun Ya has tens of thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart, and he can't even touch a single tiger hair, how can he fight!

"No, if it goes on like this, Lao Tzu will either be cut into pieces or played to death. Gotta find a way to get that tiger's wings off. Yun Ya's mind turned sharply, he reflexively shot out a series of sword qi into the air, silently recited the mantra in his heart, and released fireballs the size of a skull into the air. But who would have thought that although the scorpion tiger seemed to be very large, it was extremely agile when it moved, and it easily dodged those fireballs and sword qi sieges.

As if having found fun, the scorpion tiger no longer attacked Yun Ya, but raised its jet black slender scorpion tail to signal Yun Ya to then release sword qi and fireballs to attack him.

This almost didn't make Yun Ya's nose crooked, but his attack was regarded as a game by the scorpion tiger, which of course couldn't be tolerated. He shouted, desperately urging one spell after another, only to see the fireballs in the sky wrapped in sharp sword qi and shoot towards the scorpion tiger overwhelmingly.

Only a loud bang was heard, and a large cloud of smoke formed in the air.

"Hehehehe, see if you die this time!" Yun Ya was a little overwhelmed with so many moves released at once, he supported the ground with his sword, and gasped for breath.

At this moment, two cyan wind blades suddenly shot out of the smoke towards Yunya. Yun Ya was startled, and quickly jumped away, only to see two traces several zhang long left in the place where he was standing just now. A tiger roar came, and several bitter strong winds blew away the smoke in the sky, revealing the shape of a scorpion tiger.

Yun Ya's heart was cold, and he saw that except for a slight trace of scorched fur, the scorpion tiger was unscathed.

"Damn, it's not dead...... Yun Ya muttered in disbelief. The scorpion tiger in the air looked at Yunya at this time, and his eyes were full of viciousness, a picture of swearing not to be a tiger if he didn't crush Yunya's bones and ashes. It seemed that he didn't want to play anymore, and being so embarrassed by a weaker Terran monk obviously completely angered him.

The scorpion tiger roared, flicked its black wings, and swooped down towards Yunya with two wind blades. Seeing this, Yun Ya was not surprised, no matter what, the scorpion tiger finally flew a little lower. Yun Ya's hand interrupted the sword swing sharply, and several chilling sword qi met the two wind blades flying from the air. Then, he raised his broken sword and jumped to his feet, stabbing at the scorpion tiger that swooped down in the air.

A clear sound of "Zheng ......" came, and the scorpion tiger fell to the ground with a roar of pain, and on the right wing, a huge blood hole was bubbling with blood, obviously unable to fly anymore. And Yun Ya was not comfortable at this time, the blow just now, he used the attack method of jade and stone burning, abandoned defense, and only injured the right wing of the scorpion tiger with one blow, and his chest was also scratched by the scorpion tiger, if he hadn't secretly carried the golden armor to protect the body, the claw of the scorpion tiger just now was enough to penetrate his chest. But Rao was like this, his chest was still covered with flesh and skin, and blood was flowing.

The scorpion tiger looked at Yun Ya viciously, and let out a low roar from his mouth. The long fangs were exposed, glowing with a terrifying cold light.

Yun Ya endured the severe pain on his body and smiled lightly: "Now you can't fly, right!

The scorpion tiger roared and pounced on Yunya. Yun Ya didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly raised his sword to block.

A sound of "......" came, but it was the tiger claws of the scorpion tiger that collided with the broken sword in Yun Ya's hand, Yun Ya took a few steps back, and as soon as he stood firm, the scorpion tail of the scorpion tiger full of barbs stabbed towards Yun Ya's chest. Yun Ya was startled, and hurriedly blocked the sword in his hand in front of his chest again.

only heard a bang, and Yunya flew upside down. The scorpion tiger didn't seem to feel well, and shook its long scorpion tail with a painful face.

"Grandma, Lao Tzu fought with you today!" Yun Ya got up from the ground and rushed towards the scorpion tiger with a shout.

This battle, Yun Ya will never forget it in his life, in the face of the scorpion tiger, he completely adopted the method of playing with a dead fish and a broken net. In the end, the scorpion tiger was a little scared. "This guy is absolutely insane!" the Manticore must have thought in his heart.

After fighting for more than an hour, everyone and the tiger were tired and panting, and they had obviously reached their limit. At this time, Yun Ya had dozens of scratched wounds on his body, and there was an extra small hole in his right leg with black blood bubbling out, presumably injured by the scorpion tail. And the scorpion tiger is not much better, the huge tiger body is covered with sword wounds, the yellow fur has long been dyed red by blood, a scorpion tail has also been cut off, and a huge wound on the back is rolling out with blood.

Yun Ya looked at the scorpion tiger, endured the sharp pain coming from his body, and chuckled: "It seems that the two of us are both at the end of the strong crossbow, so let's use the last move to decide the winner!"

As if he understood his words, the manticore tiger struggled to his feet, ready to launch a final attack on Yunya.

Yun Ya held the broken sword tightly with both hands, lifted the only trace of spiritual power in his body, took a deep breath, and looked towards the scorpion tiger.

"Kill"

"Roar"

Yun Ya and the Scorpion Tiger shouted at the same time and rushed forward. "Draw the spirit into the sword, divide the sword into a shadow, and slash the sword shadow!" In this last blow, Yun Ya used his strongest trick - Sword Shadow Slash.

At this time, the broken sword rang out, and it turned into hundreds of sword shadows, covering the scorpion tiger overwhelmingly. Faced with so many and such sharp sword shadows, the scorpion tiger still roared in pain after all and fell to the ground with a bang.

Yun Ya smiled reluctantly, "This sword shadow slash, Lao Tzu has finally refined to a small one!" He staggered to his feet, only to feel his vision gradually blur.

"No, I can't die yet!" Yun Ya shouted, and forced himself to walk forward, but after just a few steps, he felt lightheaded, couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground.

Yun Ya lay on the ground weakly, and his originally handsome face was surrounded by a cloud of black gas at the moment, a highly poisonous appearance. He only felt that his consciousness was gradually blurring, the rustle of leaves, the chirping of birds, gradually moving away from him, and at this moment it seemed that the world was quiet. Even the pain in my body gradually disappeared.

"I didn't expect to die like this......" After saying this, Yun Ya couldn't hold on any longer, and passed out, with a bitter smile remaining on the corner of his mouth.