Roar!

The saber-toothed tiger gradually regained consciousness, but his breath became more violent.

Its eyes are bloodshot, as if they are the eyes of evil spirits from hell, and if they are seen by ordinary people, they will unconsciously have nightmares at night.

The saber-toothed tiger's biggest reliance is the pair of fangs, which can not only be used as weapons in weekdays, but also burst out with great power in times of crisis. It's just that after the eruption, the fangs can't return to the body.

A saber-toothed tiger without fangs has at least thirty percent of its strength.

Not to mention, the growth of new fangs is extremely slow, and I am afraid that it will not recover in three or five years.

The saber-toothed tiger was annoyed, and two thick white gases erupted from its nose, and it was eager to rush up and tear the weak human to pieces, but this small human body had the power to make him instinctively afraid.

Ning Beichuan was also terrified in his heart, after the fangs like a sword hit the copper bell, he actually had the strength to pounce on himself.

Thankfully, when the fangs were only a foot away from him, he seemed to have severed some kind of connection with the saber-toothed tiger and fell to the ground, making two "poof" sounds. Like slicing tofu, the fangs sink straight into the dirt.

The fangs are simply sharp, and if they fall into the mundane, they will definitely be worshiped as divine weapons.

If the saber-toothed tiger had sacrificed these fangs at the beginning, Ning Beichuan would have died at this moment.

However, as can be seen from the state of the saber-toothed tiger, this fangs are also extremely important to it, and it is a one-time consumable.

Ning Beichuan's thin body trembled slightly, the blow just now almost consumed ninety percent of his aura, but he also tried to begin to recover the aura in his body, and the surrounding plants and trees began to gradually wither around him.

The saber-toothed tiger also noticed the change in Ning Beichuan, lowered his body, and began to circle around Ning Beichuan non-stop, not daring to take the initiative to attack for a while, as if he wanted to find his flaws.

Ning Beichuan felt a little hairy in his heart, the speed of the copper bell was too slow, and he couldn't hit the saber-toothed tiger at all. And the two techniques of "pouring" and "pulling" can only have a surprisingly difficult effect. Now facing the enemy on the spot, he instantly fell into a disadvantage.

This fight with the saber-toothed tiger can be regarded as an impulsive move.

When a person and a tiger confronted each other for a stick of incense, the gray area at the foot of Ning Beichuan became larger and larger, and soon the gray area expanded to the area where the saber-toothed tiger was located, and the saber-toothed tiger stood in the circle, his eyes changed suddenly, and his vitality was constantly passing.

This human monk is so weird that he must be killed immediately!

Even without fangs, the saber-toothed tiger's combat effectiveness is not bad. Almost without any surprise, the saber-toothed tiger suddenly pounced towards Ning Beichuan.

Ning Beichuan's aura recovered three or four percent, and with a wave of his arms, dozens of trees on both sides shot towards the saber-toothed tiger one after another like arrows.

The saber-toothed tiger dodged left and right, dodging dozens of trees in a row, but occasionally a tree hit the saber-toothed tiger, which only made its body a meal, and the saber-toothed tiger had rough skin and thick flesh, and did not cause him harm.

If the trees were replaced with stones, they would be able to break the blood flow of the saber-toothed tiger's head.

The saber-toothed tiger jumped a few times, and there was only one position left from Ning Beichuan. At such a close distance, the saber-toothed tiger has an advantage. After all, demon beasts are naturally very powerful, and human monks have no chance of winning in close combat.

And Ning Beichuan is still standing straight in place!

There was a hint of fierceness flashing in Ning Beichuan's eyes, he waited for the saber-toothed tiger to bully him, and then gave a sudden blow.

The saber-toothed tiger was less than five feet away from him, within reach, and the strong wind brought by the high-speed movement made Ning Beichuan's face stingle slightly.

When it was too late, the copper bell suddenly flew out of his arms and smashed straight towards the door of the saber-toothed tiger.

The saber-toothed tiger seemed to have expected it, and its waist span was weirdly lifted back, only to see the copper bell fly past its belly, and then fall into the distance.

Ning Beichuan secretly said in his heart that something was not good, and he saw the huge tiger tail "cutting" downward, like an iron rod, straight towards Ning Beichuan's front door.

Pounce, lift, cut! The saber-toothed tiger practiced the three moves in an unusually coherent manner.

The strong wind paved the surface, and a cold air rose from the soles of Ning Beichuan's feet, and rushed directly to the Tianling Gai, which frightened him into a spirit, and immediately hit a spirit decision, and a small grass that was originally stepping on the sole of his feet instantly swelled to the size of ten zhang, and then exploded with a "boom".

In the moment of lightning, a man and a tiger were blown up.

The grass clippings were like a sharp blade cutting through Ning Beichuan's skin, and the blood flowed like a pour in an instant, this was the method of losing both, he didn't have time to react, and was blown up. Fortunately, the mirror that I don't know what the origin was put in Ning Beichuan's arms, otherwise the hole in his chest would have exploded.

Ning Beichuan's spiritual energy in his body was exhausted at this moment, and he lay on the ground softly, his body seemed to be about to crack, and there was a sharp pain. He wanted to run the Evergreen Exercise, but the tearing sensation was even more obvious.

Hurt!

I think it's also the Evergreen Gong that has been running to the extreme, and the body can no longer support it.

The saber-toothed tiger was dizzy from the explosion, but it was better to have rough skin and thick flesh, and after struggling on the ground twice, it staggered towards Ning Beichuan.

It also wondered why such a weak human monk could be so powerful.

But he must die now!

Roar!

The saber-toothed tiger raised its head and roared, which was a way for it to declare victory. The silence of the mountain forest frightened a flock of small birds and scrambled to fly out.

The saber-toothed tiger walked to Ning Beichuan's side, flicked Ning Beichuan with his tiger claws, and found that his breath was extremely sluggish, as if he was going to die at any time.

As if to vent his anger, the saber-toothed tiger kicked him aside with one paw, and then kicked him to the other.

But Ning Beichuan bit the root of his tongue to prevent himself from passing out.

His only belief is to live, and he can't give up.

After about a stick of incense, the saber-toothed tiger seemed to be tired of playing, opened its bloody mouth and bit Ning Beichuan's shoulder, and walked towards the edge of Qingtan with him in his mouth.

For demon beasts, humans are their rations, but now few people enter the Luohui Mountains, and he hasn't eaten human flesh for many years.

This big worm, even if I die, I won't make you feel better. I don't know if it was the pain in his shoulder that made Ning Beichuan feel a little sober, and he didn't hope that things would take a turn for the better at the moment, and he ran the Evergreen Gong frantically, and the strange devouring force began to absorb its vitality along the steel teeth of the saber-toothed tiger.

The Changchun Gong began to work, and the tearing sensation in his body became even stronger, and Ning Beichuan's painful body kept twitching, but he did not stop running the exercises.

At this moment, it was the turn of the saber-toothed tiger to panic, and the feeling of the disappearance of flesh and blood just now appeared again, and it was even stronger, the key was that his mouth seemed to be stuck to Ning Beichuan's body, and he couldn't shake it off.

Whining!

The saber-toothed tiger jumped and jumped in a hurry, knocking Ning Beichuan over and knocking it over, and its sturdy body quickly lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ning Beichuan was also uncomfortable, there seemed to be a cracking sound from his body in his ears, but he didn't care, he was going to die anyway, and it wasn't a little worse.

A quarter of an hour later, the saber-toothed tiger was so thin that there was only a weak voice in his throat, and his eyes were full of despair, and finally the only light left in his pupils suddenly dissipated like a candle flame.