After the white tiger broke free from the restraints, his huge body twisted fiercely in mid-air, and then he came to an aboriginal in an instant.
When he came to the aboriginals, before the aboriginals could react, the white tiger opened his big hideous mouth and bit off half of the aboriginal body in one bite.
The indigenous people who fought against the white tiger had a last stand today. The tragic death of their companions did not scare them, but made them even more crazy. More than a dozen aboriginal people holding spears, more and more crowds, under the cover of bows and arrows, after paying three lives, they finally managed to get close to the white tiger.
Seven or eight spears stabbed at the huge body of the white tiger fiercely, leaving seven or eight blood-colored skeletons on the white tiger's body in an instant.
The white tiger was in pain, and once again let out a loud roar, followed by the silver light flashing on Baihu's body. The crazy white tiger stared at the native people beside him, ignoring the long arrows falling in the sky, one after another. , Will torture and kill all the natives close to him.
"Brother, thank you for your life-saving grace. I suggest taking advantage of the chaos, let's run away."
Taking a look at the rescued man, I took out a pistol and stuffed it into his hand.
"Hold it, you go first, I still want to stay and continue to observe."
Hearing what I said, the man took a deep look at me, then held the pistol and stumbled towards the distance without looking back.
After the man walked away, I continued to focus on Baihu's body.
"Master, most of these indigenous people have already died. I think they should be unable to succeed. Or, should I take action now?"
"Don't worry, the white tiger has been poisoned and its strength has weakened a lot. In addition, the white tiger has been injured, and blood is constantly infiltrating from the wound. Now the indigenous people have changed their fighting strategy, and they are now mainly fighting. It’s consuming Bai Hu’s energy. If you continue to wait until Bai Hu becomes weaker, if you make another move, you will increase your confidence in a lot of success."
"But these indigenous people are also human lives. I can't just watch them all die in Baihu's hands one by one."
"You forgot, these indigenous people used you as bait not long ago. If it wasn't for your kid's ability, the people who died in the hands of Baihu must add you."
"but......"
Before I could finish speaking, Yan Feixue thought for a while and said, "You can save them, but these indigenous people are very unreasonable. After you save them, be careful that they in turn hurt you."
Yan Feixue's worry has some truth, after all, for the indigenous people, although the white tiger is a demon, it is also their prey. If I enter the war at this time, the indigenous people will not think that I am saving them, they will only think that I am fighting with them for prey. When the time comes, while I and Baihu are having a good time fighting, if the aboriginals engage in ghosts behind their backs, I will definitely be the one who gets hurt in the end.
The most important thing is that now I am sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, and if I attack now, those who sit on the mountain watching the tiger fight will become a crowd of indigenous people. The good things that fishermen benefit from will most likely end up in the heads of the indigenous people.
"Boy, although these indigenous people are ordinary people, they must have some means to live in the jungle. So you don't need to worry about them, they must still have many means that they have not used. The advice given to you by the deity is Wait for a while, at least until a crowd of indigenous people can't resist retreating."
After hearing Yan Feixue's words, I finally resisted the impulse. I have experienced more things and seen more killings. I admit that I am not as kind as before, and I am more profit-oriented than before. I don't know if this is a growth or a slow deterioration.
What happened next is as Yan Feixue said, the indigenous people do still have the means to press the bottom of the box.
When I was a little bit arrogant, the indigenous people took out many cloth bags from their pockets, and then threw them all at the white tiger.
"It's gasoline!" The smell in the air made me make an accurate judgment for the first time. At this time, I suddenly remembered that after the previous aborigines caught the two people in the truck, they seemed to have taken away the gasoline from the truck's fuel tank.
The gasoline was either poured on Baihu's body or scattered around Baihu. Immediately afterwards, before the white tiger could react, the indigenous people lit a torch and threw it at the white tiger.
The gasoline was affected by the torch, and in an instant it turned into a blazing flame, and the white tiger was firmly wrapped in it.
The white tiger has become a fire tiger. Under the high temperature, the white tiger has become even more mad.
Impatient, while it roared loudly, while constantly rushing from left to right, after a while, it killed seven or eight indigenous people.
After a fierce battle, the original team of 50 aboriginals was left with less than 20 at this time. However, Rao suffered heavy casualties, and the indigenous people did not choose to retreat. They retreated, widening the distance between them and the White Tiger, while constantly bending their bows and shooting arrows, shooting long arrows one after another at the White Tiger's body.
"The strength of the white tiger is not weak, but it is accidentally poisoned by the black smoke. It is good to be able to play half of its strength. Now, the white tiger is wrapped in the raging flames, although he is abnormally angry, he is struggling more and more weak. The deity estimates that the white tiger has become the end of the 樯橹."
While Yan Feixue was speaking, I slowly pulled out the fire-printed sword. Right now Baihu's strength is getting weaker and weaker. Under Baihu's final frantic counterattack, the casualties of the indigenous people continue to increase. In addition, the indigenous people began to face a very serious problem at this time. The spears in their hands had been thrown out, and there were not many arrows left.
Holding the fire-printed sword, I continued to wait patiently until the indigenous people shot out the last long arrow.
"It's now!" I yelled in excitement, and suddenly stood up from the grass, then stepped on the lost steps, turned into an afterimage, and rushed straight to the white tiger.
In an instant, I came to Baihu's side, and then I didn't wait for the weak Baihu to react. I directly held the fire-printed sword high, and slashed out towards the tiger's head.
Sharp, with a trace of the fire-stripe sword, slashed heavily on the white tiger's neck. Before the white tiger could react, the fire-stripe sword severed the white tiger's neck with ease, making the white tiger's head separate and his huge head heavy. Smashed to the ground.
Before the remaining half of Baihu fell to the ground, or for the aboriginal people to react, I bent down, grabbed Baihu's head, and rushed towards the distance quickly.
"Hahahaha, this time I made a fortune. With Baihu's demon heart and bergamot fruit, I think I should be able to break through to the fourth level."
"Don't be proud, leave this place first."
Yan Feixue was silent for a moment, changed his tone, and said excitedly: "To be honest, your kid's luck is really good. It seems that the blind Bodhisattva has indeed pointed you a good way!"
(End of this chapter)