You Think I'm an Idiot?

Given his current condition, he could barely handle a Mystic Bone Black-Striped Tiger.

But now there were a male and a female. How was he supposed to fight them?

There was something strange about this. Mystic Bone Black-Striped Tigers rarely appeared in pairs unless they were in mating season, and even then, they usually hid themselves and did not show their faces easily.

"Ao Wu... Wu Ao..."

The two Mystic Bone Black-Striped Tigers, one in front and one behind, roared at Shen Fang almost simultaneously.

In the past, if Shen Fang had encountered such a perilous situation, he would have been scared stiff.

But after a month of life-and-death battles and making his way out of the mountains alone, he had encountered danger like this again and instead calmed down.

Shen Fang's gaze sharpened, and killing intent suddenly rose between his brows.

He formed a sword seal with his fingers and pointed at the Mystic Bone Black-Striped Tiger in front.

"Whoosh..."

A flying sword carrying a biting edge instantly slashed toward it.

Compared with a month ago, both his speed of attack and the flying sword's destructive power had long since become incomparable.

Shen Fang's greatest change was that this strike of his let others clearly feel his determination to stand alone against all enemies.

Shen Fang had attacked so quickly that the Mystic Bone Black-Striped Tiger simply failed to react.

Only when the flying sword reached it did it activate its divine ability.

Its enormous body teleported to the side, but the flying sword was simply too fast.

"Pfft..."

The flying sword instantly broke through the Mystic Bone Black-Striped Tiger's defenses and stabbed straight into its flesh.

Taking advantage of the opening, Shen Fang abruptly changed the seals formed by both hands, then slashed downward with his sword seal.