Chapter Twenty-Eight: The White-Haired Tiger Demon

A smile flashed in the corner of Qin Fan's eyes, he had lacked an opponent in the past three months, and this big guy in front of him could just practice his hands. Where would the white tiger leave, his body was vertical, and he bombarded the white tiger's back silently.

"There it was again. The white tiger was retreating, and the previous sense of familiarity suddenly came to his heart, and before he could express his joy, a strong momentum had firmly locked himself.

This white tiger was also very good, and at the moment of crisis, its body suddenly stopped, and the two-meter-long white tiger tail turned into a long whip, and it was pumped towards Qin Fan's waist with a piercing sound of breaking the air.

"You guy is shrewd," Seeing the white tiger's movements, Qin Fan had no choice but to give up the victory that was about to come, and with a pair of palms, he greeted the tiger's tail.

"Bang!" Meng Lang's strength came, Qin Fan's body was shocked, and he took advantage of the situation to retreat, and the white tiger was not comfortable, where Qin Fan's palms were slapped, a large piece of tiger hair fell off, and even a trace of blood oozed out.

"What a terrible human. Feeling the pain of the heart, the white tiger couldn't help but be secretly horrified, just a collision, one of his three treasures, the tiger tail was injured.

Due to the protection of the Heavenly Silk Glove, Qin Fan's palms were nothing unusual, but if someone stood behind Qin Fan, it would not be difficult to find that Qin Fan's hands were constantly trembling.

The three treasures of the tiger's teeth, claws, and tail, ordinary tigers are still like this, let alone a tiger that has become a refined tiger, and the power is naturally even greater.

One person and one tiger, just held it quietly, no one made the first move, Qin Fan secretly operated the true yuan, relieving the numb arm, and the white tiger on the side was the demon yuan, treating his tail.

Seeing that the tail of the white tiger was completely fixed at a speed visible to the naked eye, the corners of Qin Fan's mouth couldn't help but show a sneer, since he decided to make a move, where would the white tiger have time to heal, and as soon as his fists touched, the unparalleled momentum of the carrier rushed towards the white tiger again.

This time, Qin Fan was transported with secular martial arts, and since he could not use sword moves without a sword, Qin Fan could only carry what he was best at, the art of melee combat.

Qin Fan's fist opened and closed, although it was just an ordinary set of long fists, but in Qin Fan's hands, it seemed to have a special flavor, and wherever the fist went, it always brought a rumor, and a domineering spirit that was powerful in the world broke out.

Qin Fan didn't know that the set of boxing techniques he played was originally created by a secular emperor, and naturally brought an aura of imperial hegemony.

Feeling his momentum gradually suppressed, the white tiger was furious, the tiger is the king of beasts, since he has cultivated successfully, he is enough to be the emperor of beasts, and he is suppressed by the domineering of the emperor he is most familiar with, so how willing he is.

At that moment, the white tiger looked up to the sky and roared, "Whew!" A heaven-shattering beast roar spread far away, and the momentum that Qin Fan had managed to create was also shattered in an instant.

"This guy is really not simple. Looking at the white tiger, Qin Fan also had to let out a heartfelt admiration, according to humans, the white tiger should be at the top of the twelfth layer of qi training, but because the demon beast was born with a demon body, it could compete with Qin Fan without falling behind.

Qin Fan has always defeated the strong with the weak, but this time he has not succeeded in bullying the weak with the strong, which makes him embarrassed, while attacking the white tiger, he is secretly observing the flaws of the white tiger.

Gradually, Qin Fan discovered a characteristic, every time Qin Fan's fist hit the white tiger's head, the white tiger would subconsciously dodge, and it was useless to hit other places.

"The head is the weakness. Qin Fan's eyes lit up, and he attacked the white tiger frantically at the moment, specifically picking the head position to attack, the white tiger kept dodging and moving, and his body was vigorous, and Qin Fan couldn't help him for a while.

"This guy is still not right!" Gradually, Qin Fan noticed that something was wrong, the white tiger didn't dodge Qin Fan's fist every time, and several times he hit it with his fist.

Feeling the somewhat stiff arm, Qin Fa secretly wondered if he had found the wrong position, the white tiger's forehead was harder than a 10,000-year-old stubborn stone, and every collision was the result of Qin Fan being thrown away, if it weren't for Qin Fan's flexible body, I am afraid that he would have entered the mouth of this beast long ago.

"What's the problem?" At this time, Qin Fan did not dare to attack the head of the white tiger again, and honestly attacked the waist of the white tiger, although the progress was slow, but the victory was stable, as long as it continued, Qin Fan could be sure that the victory would be himself.

"This little white face finally stopped attacking his head!" Feeling the change in Qin Fan's tactics, Bai Hu also secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although he had been brave just now, he was still afraid in his heart, after all, exposing his weaknesses to the enemy was not something that person could do. Fortunately, the white tiger made the right bet.

Qin Fan is getting more and more wrong, uniting his previous behavior, "Eyes?" A spiritual light suddenly crossed the bottom of Qin Fan's heart, yes, it was the eyes, when Qin Fan attacked the head of the white tiger at the beginning, the white tiger would unconsciously dodge, that was afraid of his weakness.

Originally, the weakness of the white tiger was the eyes, but he mistakenly thought it was the head, and then the white tiger was a plan, completely blinding himself, "What a strategy!" Looking at the white tiger in front of him, the corners of Qin Fan's mouth couldn't help but hook up a curvature.

The thought flashed in his heart, but the movements in Qin Fan's hands did not stop, looking at the white tiger who was constantly dodging and moving, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but show a sneer, this guy wanted to escape from the beginning, where would Qin Fan let him get his wish.

Looking at the white tiger that was still moving and dodging, a trace of treachery flashed in Qin Fan's eyes, but he was calculating.

It's still a set of long punches, and in addition to the fast hitting speed, the damage caused to the white tiger is not large.

"This kid really suits my appetite, I'll come to play with you when grandpa is well." Looking at Qin Fan, who was constantly attacking him, the white tiger smiled gloomily, such a little damage was basically equal to nothing for him, secretly thinking about a way out, but he didn't pay much attention to the battle in front of him.

In this way, Qin Fan's set of long fists was hit seven times, "This kid won't be stupid," Bai Hu muttered secretly in his heart, don't talk about others, even he can use that set of fist-breaking techniques now, of course, the premise is to transform himself. Seeing that Qin Fan was coming again for the eighth time, Bai Hu couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart, but he no longer paid attention to Qin Fan's movements, and carefully studied his escape route.

"If only you had this effect. Feeling that the white tiger's reaction was completely instinctive, Qin Fan couldn't help but have a smile on the corner of his mouth, after arranging the net for so long, it was finally time to close the net.

Qin Fan's hand moved, and suddenly a light flashed from his eyes.......