The white tiger's cold eyes were like a desperate beast fighting to the death.

In fact, it is.

Half of its head was shattered by a laser cannon, and its strength was greatly reduced.

Jiang Han didn't know why this thing could survive without half of its head, but there was one thing that didn't need to be doubted at all.

This white tiger has already regarded Jiang Han as a mortal enemy.

Although it wasn't Jiang Han who fired at it.

Lord-level alien beasts only have a simple spiritual intelligence, and in addition to being able to only be able to use other low-level alien beasts, they generally follow instinct.

Once Jiang Han is positioned as a mortal enemy, he probably won't give up chasing Jiang Han.

lowered his head, bit Sun Wenbin's corpse, and then tilted his head and threw it into his mouth.

This scene is terrifying, at least in Jiang Han's opinion, it is a bit too terrifying.

Because half of the white tiger's face is gone, the mouth can't be completely closed.

The slender fangs bit down, and all Jiang Han saw was blood flowing out between his teeth, dyeing the white fur bright red.

"Hoo ......"

Jiang Han took a deep breath and forcibly endured the idea of vomiting, this kind of scene is really unacceptable to ordinary people.

But fortunately, Jiang Han is not an ordinary person now.

Although I am sick to my stomach, I can still endure it if I want to.

But now there is another problem in front of Jiang Han.

The white tiger in front of him was hit by a laser cannon, and it was inevitable that he would be injured.

But the question is, after the injury, how much strength is left?

The strength of middle-level lord-level alien beasts is generally in the range of forty thousand to seventy thousand.

According to the combat power it had shown before, Jiang Han estimated that the combat power of this white tiger was not lower than that of the steel-maned boar king in its heyday, and even won slightly.

This means that its own combat power is at least more than 50,000!

But fortunately, the injuries it received were also real.

Insight swept over it, and the wound on the white tiger's skull was marked with a huge golden flaw!

This situation only represents one possibility, and this piece is all the flaws of the White Tiger.

No matter how much strength it has left, don't you know if you try it?

Knowing that the other party devoured Sun Wenbin's corpse in order to replenish his physical strength and restore his strength, Jiang Han didn't dare to delay.

With a twist of the soul in his hand, Jiang Han rushed straight towards the white tiger.

"Ninefold Thunder Knife! Knowing the blow! ”

The liquid-like armor spread to Jiang Han's body again, wrapping the exposed head in the same way, revealing only a pair of eyes.

It was so tightly wrapped, but there was no discomfort, and there was no disturbance to breathing.

Jiang Han didn't dare to spare his hand in the slightest.

Because the pressure on him from the white tiger in front of him is too great.

Far surpasses the previous steel-maned boar king.

Fighting rabbits also uses all their strength, let alone tigers?

The full force of the Ninefold Thunder Sword and the Divine Blow, causing Jiang Han's strength points to reach more than five thousand points in an instant.

More than fifty tons of power were exerted on the blade of the Tai Soul, setting off a wave of qi, and the sound of breaking the sky buzzed.

This knife is enough to cut gold and iron.

And the white tiger, who was devouring Sun Wenbin in his mouth, saw Jiang Han's powerful sword, and he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, but there was a little doubt in his eyes.

It seemed to be surprising why Jiang Han, a small human being, could burst out with this kind of power.

However, doubts are doubts, and the hands of the white tiger are also not slow.

The huge tiger claws raised and slapped towards the soul that was slashing from top to bottom.

"Bang!"

"Buzz ......"

A huge force came from the body of the Tai Soul Knife, Jiang Han only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and the Tai Soul was about to fly out upside down.

"Humph!"

With a muffled snort, Jiang Han did not force this force, but instead fell backwards, as if he had been slapped away by the claw of the white tiger.

How fast he rushed, how fast he flew upside down, Jiang Han's posture was quite embarrassed.

But this is not important, the important thing is that although the two sides fought for a moment, but just from the huge power that came from the body of the Tai Soul Sword, Jiang Han understood one thing.

The strength of the white tiger in front of him is definitely not his ability to match.

The power is at least twice as strong as his full burst!

Seriously injured, he could still burst out with more than 100 tons of strength, Jiang Han felt that he had made a serious mistake in his assessment of the strength of this white tiger.

The strength of this white tiger is probably not just as simple as an intermediate lord, it is very likely that he has touched a senior lord, or even a senior lord.

Run!

This idea inexplicably came to Jiang Han's mind.

Without him, it is really because the combat power of the high-ranking lord is really terrifying.

At least 70,000 or more combat power, against Shang Jiang Han, a military general in his early 10,000s, even if it is not a pure crush, it is almost the same.

Even if it is seriously injured, the combat power of this white tiger is at least 20,000, and it has no fight at all.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Han's movements were naturally decisive.

While his feet touched the ground, Jiang Han's body twisted at an unbelievable angle, and the whole person was already running away from the direction of the white tiger.

Where is the demeanor of a strong general?

However, for the current Jiang Han, the demeanor of a strong man, where is it important to save his life?

Knowing that he can't be defeated, it's the king to run quickly, and as for the Xijin vein, it's better to stay here for the time being.

Even if this white tiger is allowed to continue to suck the Xijin vein, it will not be able to suck much in a short period of time.

When he returns to the city and spreads the news of the Xijin vein, the country will at least dispatch the white tiger who thinks that he is a strong man at the Wuhou level and a mere high-ranking lord, and he will not escape death.

Not to mention that he is seriously injured now, even if he is not injured, his combat power is at its peak, and he is still not the opponent of a martial marquis-level powerhouse.

"Roar!"

Seeing Jiang Han fleeing so decisively, the white tiger behind him couldn't help but roar angrily and chased after him.

"Crazy, huh?"

Rao is Jiang Han, hearing this roar, he couldn't help but speed up his pace a little.

Alien beasts have their own territorial attributes, as long as they run enough distance, the white tiger behind them will basically not chase after them.

What's more, the white tiger is now seriously injured and needs to return to the mine to recover by sucking the gold veins of the stream, so it is even more impossible to keep chasing.

The Ninefold Thunder Sword was intended to burst out forcibly, improving not only strength, but also agility.

And with the blessing of the Ninefold Thunder Knife's fourfold agility, Jiang Han's explosive agility in a short period of time reached eight hundred and eighty points, which was definitely not slow.

Even if the White Tiger surpassed Jiang Han a lot faster, it would be difficult for him to catch up with him in a short period of time.

It is precisely because of this that under the moonlight, two figures ran wildly on the ground, raising bursts of smoke and dust, but there was no follow-up.

In order to ensure absolute speed, Jiang Han didn't even bother to avoid those dilapidated buildings, so he simply slashed his knife in front of him and hit it directly.

Anyway, with his current physical fitness, these red brick houses that were built decades ago and have long been dilapidated are no different from tofu.

The radiation range of the mining area is not small, spanning twenty or thirty kilometers from left to right.

But for Jiang Han's speed now, he can run back and forth in more than ten minutes.

The white tiger behind him seemed to find that he would not be able to catch up with Jiang Han for a while, and its top priority was to go back to heal his injuries.

Therefore, after only chasing more than ten kilometers, he turned around and returned to the mine.