It was more than thirty mutant ligers! They heard the dying howls of their companions, and in a few moments, they had already rushed over.

At this time, Qi Lang finally understood why Quill had given the order to retreat - it was not just a few mutants that had escaped from the captivity, but an entire colony! And it was not a weak mutant jackal at all, it was all a ferocious and abnormal liger!

With this one hundred and ten rookies to deal with so many fierce beasts, even the craziest commander can only admit defeat and retreat. In this situation, if he can retreat quietly and quietly, Quill can already apply to the Ministry of War for a commendation. This group of soldiers has been trained for a long time and consumed a lot of resources, if they don't wait to go into battle to kill the enemy, they are first used as a snack by this group of fierce beasts, it will be a big loss for the Luman Empire, and for a long time to come, I am afraid it will become the most ridiculous stain in the glorious history of the Whirling Front.

But now, the large army is estimated to have escaped the danger, and only Qi Lang and Ao Wu are trapped here. As the only two aliens out of a hundred and two recruits, they did appear where they should have been.

The ligers slowly gathered around, their ugly noses lowered and sniffing around. The smell of blood had filled the air around them, and the smell of those green blood was no different from that of a salted fish that had been forgotten in a corner for two months. However, the ligers have an unusually sensitive sense of smell, and they smell something fresh in the stench.

That's the taste of human flesh!

The two prey in front of them together didn't have much meat, far less than the thirty or so big mouths to eat, but fresh meat was too tempting for them. Over the years, these mutants have probably only tasted irradiated beasts, bitter, and full of toxins. Such fresh human flesh, even if it is only a small bite, is enough for them to have a good aftertaste for a while.

Qi Lang and Ou Wu were helpless at this time. Although Qi Lang still held the bow firmly in his hand, there were only two arrows left, and one was a cocktail arrow that could never fly in a straight line, and the other was a broken arrow that followed together. Owu's saw was intact, and the key was whether the arm that had been shaking still had the strength to lift it.

The liger beast slowly gathered together, and its huge body almost filled the open space dozens of meters in front of it. But that's not all, Qi Lang has already seen it, there are still many diners in the distance who are hurrying over, all of them with anxious and angry expressions, I am afraid that it is not because he has just received the news of the death of his companion, but because he hates how he delayed the start of the main meal.

Qi Lang guessed that Ouwu's legs must be the same as his own, and they were so heavy that he couldn't take a step at all. There is no need for them to try to escape, it is completely futile, unless they can suddenly give birth to a pair of wings and fly into the sky with a brush, otherwise, what awaits them can only be the final judgment of fate.

Oh!

The mutant liger at the front pounced, it really couldn't suppress its appetite, and wanted to take advantage of the favorable terrain to grab a piece of meat in its mouth!

Owu is honored to be its target, and its strong body is indeed more attractive.

Owu no longer had the courage to lift his saw, and even the idea of dodging was squeezed out of his mind, and he just stood in place, as if it was not a monster trying to bite his head off completely, but an enthusiastic black-haired Labrador, wagging its tail at him.

Qi Lang could hardly bear to look at it anymore, although Ao Wu was at the top of the list of the most hated candidates in his mind, he was a soldier of the Whirling Frontier Army after all, and he was in the same breath as himself, and he suffered all losses.

However, just before Qi Lang wanted to close his eyes, a cold light suddenly flashed in front of him!

Whew!

The mutant liger didn't even have time to make a sound, its massive body was already split into two pieces in mid-air!

The beast's blood was splashed, and the whole of Ou Wu was dyed green.

In front of Owu, Quill stood up angrily, the tip of the Tyrant Tiger Sword in his hand pointed to the ground, and green blood flowed down the blood groove of the long sword.

"Are you two stupid?!" Quill roared, a little louder than the gerger's dying roar, "don't stay there, run, run east, can't lure them to the rookies!"

The thunderous roar stopped the group of liger beasts, and they all raised their heads in surprise, and for a moment they didn't know how their meal could be disturbed like this. Qi Lang and Ao Wu were awakened, their strength and courage returned to their bodies at the same time, and their originally solidified brains were restored.

Quill turned around and swung the sword in his hand forward, and a shocking light shot out from the cyan sword! The liger in front of them took two steps back in horror as if they had been whipped by whips.

That's sword energy!

Qi Lang recognized Quill's move, and he remembered that the powerful swordsman could force the sword to emit a strange light with the spiritual power in his body. That seemingly ordinary swing was enough to deal massive damage to an ordinary opponent.

However, Quill didn't give Zi Lang more time to take a closer look, his fierce gaze was an unquestionable order. Qi Lang hurriedly ran to the corpse of the lion tiger beast, pulled out his two arrows, turned around and chased after Ou Wu to the east.

It seems that Quill did not abandon them, and he actually killed them alone. Qi Lang felt a trace of gratitude in his heart for the savage stupid bear, and he ran with all his strength while looking back at the battle.

Quill was indeed strong, and every sword he swung would deal massive damage to those mutant monsters, but it was not strong enough to fight thirty or fifty ligers alone. While he swung his sword to force back the fierce beasts that pounced on him, he was also constantly retreating in the direction of Qi Lang.

In the space of three or two minutes, Quill's Tiger Sword slashed three more aggressive ligers, but he paid the price for it. A liger from the flank gave him a claw, and the basin-sized forepaw landed firmly on Quil's left shoulder. The sheer force caused Quill to roll twice on the ground, but immediately stood up again.

Qi Lang stopped at this point, set up his bow and arrows to help Quill, although it might not have any effect at all, he could not allow himself to do nothing at this point.

But at this time, he finally saw Quill's true strength.

Enraged, Quill suddenly raised his sword to the sky and swung it with all his might!

"Addis!!"

Quill's roar resounded through the sky, and his sword sent out an earth-shattering roar!

A cloud of black mist flickered swiftly along Quill's sword light, and compared to the black mist, the surrounding pitch-black rocks seemed to have lost their color.

Qi Lang saw it! It was a monster that leapt out of Quill's blade!

It was a pure black leopard, with not a single stray hair on its body, and it shone in the light of the slanting sun.

But it didn't look like a leopard, because it had a single horn in the middle of its forehead! Qi Lang was sure that in all his knowledge, no creature had grown like this.

"Ardis, charge!" Quill shouted!

With Quill's command, the monster named Ardis seemed to turn into a black shadow, and disappeared in front of him with a brush, and the deafening roar seemed to take a long time to return!

A mutant liger fell, a huge hole in its chest, and Qi Lang couldn't see how it all happened, but it must have been the work of Ardis's horn, because he saw that it was already stained with green blood.

Ardis came and went like the wind, flashing lightly among the mutants, and the furiously waving claws could not even touch its shadow, and in the blink of an eye, four or five mutant ligers turned mute and fell to the ground with a bloody hole. And under Quill's Tyrant Sword, there are also three lion tiger beasts with different heads.

Those liger beasts never thought that they would get into such a big trouble, and they were all stunned. However, they are cruel and tyrannical by nature, and after the death of so many companions, they still do not give up their ambition for a good meal.

They began to gather together, and they joined forces to push forward step by step, and none of them dared to fight Quill and Addis alone with the intention of enjoying the delicacy for themselves.

More ligers had already arrived, and there were hundreds of them. They moved together as if they were patches of rock, moving forward little by little.

Quill had a slight injury to his shoulder, making it difficult for him to launch a continuous assault on the mutants, and Adis's speed had slowed down, and it would be difficult for him to dive headlong into the pile of beasts.

Quill may have been entangled in it! Perhaps the previous bravery had made the mutant liger beasts dare not act rashly and attack blindly, but if Quill and the others wanted to turn and retreat, they would inevitably rush and deal a fatal blow to Quill and Ardis.

"You two idiots are still standing there?!" Quill glanced back and saw that Qi Lang and Ou had both stood still, looking at him with surprised eyes, and couldn't help but curse loudly again, "If we can go back alive, the end of you two will come!"

Quill stepped back, and in front of him, Ardis was staring at the group of ligers with citrine-like eyes, as if it had taken the initiative to take on the task of being behind them.

"Let's go backwards, slowly, steadily, and retreat to the Binnu Marsh!" Quill commanded fiercely.