Volume 1 A Boy Emerges from the Frontier of the Western Wilderness Chapter 29 Trapping the Fierce Tiger

The sky gradually brightened, the east was white, the whole green pine mountain range gradually became lively, and the silent mountain forest was no longer as dangerous as at night.

Seeing the white color of the sky, the beast also knew that it was impossible to recapture the stone, so it could only leave secretly. The nine tails swayed weakly, and when he left, he looked at Yang Shengfeng, who was still settled, with an unwilling look.

When the beast left, Yang Shengfeng's divine sense was already aware of it, and he opened his eyes and stared in the direction it left, revealing a hint of a smile. Yang Shengfeng also understands that the beast is also too careful, otherwise it would be tantamount to a fantasy if you want to get it so easily. But it was absolutely unexpected to be able to get it so smoothly at this moment. Yang Shengfeng understood that the departure of the Fierce Beast was also very helpless, at this moment, if the fierce beast saw it in the activity area of the first-order fierce beast, it would definitely bring danger to itself, and it could not afford to take this risk. Yang Shengfeng also breathed a sigh of relief.

The morning sun is warm and brings life to the earth.

"Don't sleep, get up and exercise in the morning." Yang Yingfeng was the first to wake up, and when he saw that everyone was still immersed in sleep, he shouted.

"Ah, I'm so tired." Yang Zhen stretched his waist and reluctantly turned over.

The rest of the people also walked out of the tent one after another. Although they were very tired last night, Yang Yingfeng didn't want to waste the morning, the best time of the day.

Scold.

Soon, there was a shout of Yang Yingfeng's eight-person boxing practice in the mountains and forests. The moment Yang Shengfeng got up in the wind, he quietly hid into the mountains and forests, secretly paying attention to the surroundings. Yang Shengfeng didn't want Yang Ning's children to rely on too much, so he could only secretly and silently guard them.

Yang Yingfeng had eight people, and after five punches, they all sat on the ground, Yang Yingfeng took out the mustard seed bag and took out the essence and blood of the Xunfeng horse that had already been divided. Eight people had drunk essence blood, and all of them were full of strength.

"Today, our team is going to act alone, and we can't be with everyone else, do you have confidence?" Yang Yingfeng looked at the seven people, he had just finished drinking the essence blood, and felt that his whole body was full of strength, and Yang Yingfeng mobilized.

"Yes." The seven people are also imposing.

"Alright, let's go." Yang Yingfeng pointed to the mountains and forests in front of him. The mountains and forests are not as quiet and terrible as at night, but they are also dangerous.

"Be careful." Yang Yinghui seemed to hear something and reminded.

"What's wrong? Yinghui. Yang Yingfeng lowered his voice and asked. Yang Ning and the others also reacted quickly, leaning over quickly without making any noise.

"There seems to be a beast up ahead." Yang Yinghui wasn't sure, after all, the first-order fierce beast was the most common fierce beast in the Qingsong Mountain Range.

"Attention everyone. Be ready for battle. Yang Yingfeng ordered everyone. Eight people hid in the grass. Yang Yinghui brushed aside the grass in front of him. I saw a green tiger not far away, waving its iron-like tail, sweeping the grass, as if looking for prey. The Qingmang Tiger is a first-order fierce beast, with a huge physique, a tail like steel, four claws are also extremely sharp, and a large mouth is even more ferocious. Among the first-order fierce beasts, the strength cannot be underestimated, and it is definitely in the forefront.

Yang Yingfeng waved his hand and signaled Yang Qingjue to lead Yang Ning and Yang Zhen to detour to the flank, and let Yang Yinghui lead Yang Lin and Yang Hun to the rear of Qingmanghu, and attack from the front with Yang Ping'an. The moment they found out that it was the green manghu, they decided to take down the beast.

Yang Yinghui and the others immediately followed Yang Yingfeng's instructions and quickly took their positions. It didn't take long for the siege to form. Yang Yingfeng shook the grass beside him and made a noise to lure the green manghu. When the green manghu heard the sound, he immediately turned around, and looked at the grass that had just been ringing with his two eyes, and seemed to be very high-minded, his tail was wagging his tail, and the word "Wang" on his forehead seemed to announce that the prey he had found was already fat to his mouth. With a big mouth, he jumped up in the air and pounced. At the moment when the green manghu pounced, Yang Yingfeng and Yang Ping'an predicted the landing location of the green manghu and placed a steel knife on the ground. Then the next one dodged and dodged the attack range of the green manghu.

The steel knife soon appeared in the field of vision of the green manghu. The green manghu's intelligence is not very high, and due to its huge physique, it was already too late when the steel knife was discovered. But the green manghu made a difficult movement in the air, with a two-foot-long tail, and with a sweep, it actually rolled up the feeling. The steel knife that was supposed to be inserted into its body was curled by its tail and lay quietly in the grass. Yang Yingfeng saw that the lure could not be found, and Yang Ping'an took out a spear hidden in the grass and stared at the Qingmang Tiger who had just landed.

"Roar." Qingmang Tiger roared angrily, and the sound resounded through the mountains and forests. The green tiger stared at the two humans in front of him. Pacing back and forth, looking for angles to attack,

"Peace." Yang Yingfeng understood that the Qingmang Tiger was on the verge of anger at the moment, and its next blow would come soon, "You use the spear to interfere with its vision, and I will block him." Yang Yingfeng picked up the steel knife on the ground, always vigilant, afraid that the green manghu would pounce.

The moment Yang Yingfeng picked up the steel knife, the green manghu jumped hard, and then threw out its steely tail, wanting to sweep away the spear in Yang Ping'an's hand. Yang Yingfeng saw that Qingmang Tiger hit Yang Ping'an directly, and with a wave of his hand, he signaled to Yang Qingjue and the three of them who were hiding on the flank.

Yang Qingjue picked up the spear in his hand and threw it towards the leaping Qingmang Tiger. The spear in Yang Ping'an's hand then shrank, making the roll of Qingmanghu's tail fall short, and Qingmanghu had no choice but to turn around in the air, so he had to land.

Burst.

The spear thrown by Yang Qingjue was inserted into the armpit of the forelimb of the Qingmang Tiger.

"Roar." Qingmang Tiger let out a roar of pain, and looked sideways at Yang Qingjue and the three of them who came out of the grass, very angry. With a wave of his tail, he pulled out the spear inserted under his armpit, threw it aside, and turned to look at the five people, the word "king" on his forehead was particularly conspicuous. And under the armpit that pulled out the spear, blood flowed, and the painful Qingmang Tiger let out a low groan.

Yang Yingfeng waved the steel knife in his hand and slashed towards the Qingmang Tiger, "Beast, suffer death." ”

Yang Ping'an also held a spear in both hands and plunged towards the Qingmang Tiger.

Roar.

The green manghu grasped the ground on all fours, and its tail was like an iron rod, spinning in place to defuse the attack in front of him. At this moment, Yang Yinghui, who had been hiding all the time, attacked, took out a long rope, tied a slipknot at the end of the rope, and threw it towards Qingmanghu.

The green tiger didn't notice the end of the rope that was thrown, and just spun in place. Yang Yingfeng's attacks were swept back by the iron rod-like tail of the green manghu, and they withdrew from the range in embarrassment. The thrown rope fell at the feet of the green manghu in an instant, and the green manghu was covered with one claw, because it kept spinning in place, and soon, the limbs were tied tightly by the rope.

Boom. The body of the green manghu, unable to maintain balance, lay in the grass.