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- Several times, Jing Shifang felt the iron scorpion tiger's sharp claws scratching just inches behind him, and a gust of fishy wind blew, making the situation more dangerous.
It took such a long time to catch up with a small human being. The iron scorpion tiger was also angry. The hair on its body stood on end. With a fierce pounce, it jumped seven or eight meters and fell head-on.
"No! I can't escape. Iron Scorpion Tiger didn't use all his strength just now!"
Jing Shifang was horrified, wondering if he was really going to die in this mountain forest. In desperation, Dantian Zhenyuan subconsciously followed the path of the secret skill Yanyun Three Columns. He tried it hundreds of times but never succeeded. However, at this moment, he was so inspired that he successfully performed it.
With a tap of his toes, he jumped into the air, dodging the iron scorpion tiger's inevitable blow. He lifted up his energy again and floated more than ten meters away. But the real energy cannot be connected, and it cannot do three consecutive turns in the air and land directly like in the inherited image.
But this time, he had already put a considerable distance between him and Iron Scorpion Tiger.
There was a dull pain in the Dantian. Jing Shifang knew that this was a symptom of excessive use of true energy. The secret technique consumes far more true energy than ordinary martial arts. At this time, he could only hold on.
Relying on the power of the Yanyun Three Columns and running wildly, Jing Shifang finally ran out of the dense forest and shouted from a distance: "There is a monster! There is an Iron Scorpion Tiger behind!"
Returning to the convoy does not mean that it is absolutely safe. These family guards are only at the fifth level of body training, and most of them are not as good as themselves. The strongest ones in the entire convoy should be Jing Sichu and those young masters and ladies. Only they have a chance to defeat this iron scorpion tiger.
But these young masters and ladies can completely choose to turn around and run away. There is no need to take the risk and fight the monsters desperately. With so many servants as cover, it would be easy for them to escape smoothly.
The entire convoy was in chaos. The iron scorpion tiger had such a bad reputation that no one expected that they would encounter monsters when they went hunting this time.
The convoy¡¯s escort strength alone is vulnerable to the Iron Scorpion Tiger and will be slaughtered within ten minutes.
Jing Sichu stood up from the carriage, with a flash of evil spirit on his face. He reached for the long bow, and with two swish arrows, he nailed the two servants who turned around and ran away to the ground. Several black-robed followers around him were already on horseback. Whip, yell and rectify the team.
"Brother Jing, there are iron scorpion tigers here in Jiuyan Mountain I, we, why not retreat first."
Wu Keshan looked at the ferocious iron scorpion tiger that sprang out of the forest, his voice trembling slightly.
The ferocity of monsters is generally recognized. Low-level monsters are roughly equivalent to ninth-level body-refining warriors, but in actual fights, humans often lose.
He was only at the seventh level of physical training. He had grown up under the protection of his family and entered Wanluo Academy. His so-called practical experience was that he had never experienced a life-and-death fight with his family's guards and fellow academy students. Iron Scorpion Tiger immediately felt fear in his heart.
Zhou Xueer and Luo Ning did not speak, but judging from their nervous expressions, they were definitely inclined to run away first. It doesn't matter if you lose a little face, just let the strong family members kill this iron scorpion tiger later.
Jing Sichu laughed loudly, already fully stringing the iron bow in his hand, aiming at the iron scorpion tiger, and said loudly: "Everyone, it is a supreme honor to hang the skin of an iron scorpion tiger that you have hunted in your living room! Even if there are a few inner disciples of Wanluo Academy who can do it, we will work together today to accomplish this feat!"
Incited by his passionate words, Luo Ning, who was unwilling to be outdone, was already full of fighting spirit. Zhou Xueer's face was also flushed, and a strange light flashed in her bright eyes.
No one agreed with his idea, so Wu Keshan could only grit his teeth and draw out a fiery red spear.
"This is Brother Wu's favorite weapon, the Weeping Blood Spear. It is indeed extraordinary."
Jing Sichu loosened the bow string and shot a long arrow accurately into the iron scorpion tiger's eye. The tiger tilted its head, grazing its fur and hitting the ground. Without stopping with his fingers, he drew the arrow, pulled the string, aimed and shot, all in one go, shooting six long arrows in a row.
Whoops! call out! call out!
The Iron Scorpion Tiger rolled over and only dodged four of them. The remaining two long arrows hit its body firmly, causing two blood flowers to shoot out.
Jing Sichu thought he didn't think much of the strength of these three inner disciples of Wanluo Academy, but they all had low-level spiritual weapons in their hands, which were a great weapon when facing monsters.
With the sharpness of low-level spiritual weapons, the iron scorpion tiger's fur can be easily cut through. This is the basis for cross-level challenges. If he had a high-level spiritual weapon in his hand, Jing Sichu alone would be confident to kill the Iron Scorpion Tiger.
Zhou Xueer took out a snow-white soft whip, waved it lightly, and made a popping sound in the air. She turned over and got off the carriage with a vigorous posture.
Luo Ning quickly followed. He held a wind-controlling sword in his hand, which was also a low-level spiritual weapon.
Jing Sichu threw the iron tire bow, jumped up, and rushed towards the iron scorpion tiger like an eagle, his fists were like wind, and there was a strong luster surging on his fists. It is the seventh level of body refining, and the performance of true energy leaving the body is only more dazzling than the other three.
"Eighth level of body refining!"
Luo Ning was shocked, and Jing Sichu walked in front of them without saying a word. After reaching the seventh level of body refining, each step of improvement is not that simple. Even geniuses often stagnate in one realm for a long time.
Jing Sichu slapped the iron scorpion tiger hard on the head with his palm, and at the same time, he ducked to avoid the fatal blow from the hooked scorpion tail.
Luo Ning and the others have never experienced a real fight between life and death. They were trained by famous teachers since childhood. Combat response has been integrated into their instincts, and they made the most correct response at the first time.
They formed a triangular formation and surrounded the Iron Scorpion Tiger. They each displayed their favorite martial arts. With the cold light and strong wind, the Iron Scorpion Tiger roared repeatedly but could not rush out.
Jing Sichu already had a pair of black iron gloves on his hands, with ferocious spikes on his fingertips. Every time he made a move, he could get stuck on the key path of the iron scorpion tiger trying to counterattack, and punch it hard to smash it back into the encirclement. .
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"Tiangang Locking Cloud Hand!"
Jing Shifang's eyes lit up. The martial arts Jing Sichu was using was the ninth-level martial arts Tiangang Suoyun Shou. He also has a small level of success in the hands of Tiangang Suoyun. Although Jing Sichu has changed his appearance in several places and become more ferocious, the essence is still the same.
Among the two Dacheng realm martial arts mastered by Jing Sichu, one is the Tiangang Suoyun Shou. Being able to watch it with his own eyes has many benefits for Jing Shifang to deepen his understanding of this martial skill.
Especially the tips used in various actual combats have been accumulated by the Jing family for hundreds of years. It is not possible to understand them overnight without anyone's guidance. This observation was of great help to Jing Shifang.
After a struggle, Iron Scorpion Tiger already had several scars on his body. The low-level spiritual weapon retreated as soon as it was rubbed, leaving a deep wound with endless bleeding.
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