Chapter 97 Wounds

Wang Ji was caught in mid-air.

"Don't be stubborn. You're not the only one here." A middle-aged man gently held Wang Ji and fed Wang Ji an elixir. Suddenly, Wang Ji's face improved.

Wang Ji secretly adjusted his breath for a while. Uh-huh, he didn't say anything more. If he didn't stand up, someone must stand up. But how many people can bear the monsters at the prefecture level?

stood with ten other strong men. His attack did not work, but it successfully attracted the attention of the tiger demon.

Looking at these ant-like human beings in front of him, the tiger demon showed disdainful eyes. He is a prefecture-level monster, even if he is only a low-level existence. However, the gap between the prefecture-level and the human-level cannot be made up.

Looking at the human beings who hurt themselves among several people, the tiger demon decided to kill them in a few breaths, and then kill the human warrior.

"Roar..."

The sound of the tiger roar instantly filled the surrounding space.

"Target eyebrows, attack." The middle-aged man who held Wang Ji said lightly, ignoring the roar of the demon tiger at all.

Wang Ji didn't understand the meaning of the middle-aged people, but the people next to him began to take action.

Next to the middle-aged man, a beautiful woman said a word gently, and the fingerprints in her hand turned over and pressed them on the ground. A large number of vines flew out of the level in an instant, entangling the tiger ring.

But there is no time to breathe. In the roar of the tiger, the vines break inch by inch,

The middle-aged man shouted loudly, and several long scissors reached the eyebrows of the tiger in an instant.

"Ding..." The middle-aged man looked at the scene in front of him and frowned.

"Big boss, I just cut the blood skin." Another person said.

"Well, it's okay. Even if you only cut the blood skin, it should be effective." The middle-aged man said, but Wang Ji clearly saw the deep worry in his eyes.

The beautiful woman did not stop and made fingerprints again.

"Buff..." But the demon tiger did not break free from the shackles of the vine this time.

"What are those scissors?" Wang Ji asked, how could he not see the strangeness of these scissors at this time?

"That's specially used to deal with monsters. I'm afraid it won't take long to control the monsters at the level. It's absolutely impossible to kill it. What I'm going to do now is to delay the time." The middle-aged man said.

Wang Ji nodded. He now understands the gap between the prefecture-level and the human level. Maybe when he reaches the peak of the human level, he may also fight with the monsters at the prefecture level, but now it is undoubtedly an ant under the eyes of the demon tiger.

"Remember, listen to me later. Although your strength is stronger than ours, you don't have any chance in front of the prefecture-level monsters. The middle-aged man said solemnly, "You can call me Uncle Feng."

Wang Ji nodded. In terms of how the devil dealt with monsters, he was naturally not as good as these long-term mercenaries who have been face to face with monsters. At such a time, being strong is the stupidest act.

"Wait, listen to my orders and act. Now let's see how much is left of our demon dispersion?" The middle-aged man who claimed to be Uncle Feng said to several other people.

"There are still 5 copies. You can only control this monster for up to 10 minutes, which may be shorter." One of them turned over his backpack and said that they didn't have a Xumi ring like Wang Ji. In fact, most of the mercenaries were not as big as Wang Ji's Xumi ring.

"So, is there still 20 minutes left?" Uncle Feng's eyebrows frowned more and more tightly. This is a prefecture-level monster. All of them can only control him for a little time.

"If I had known this, I should have listened to the boss at the beginning, and I would have bought those magic drugs." One out of 10 people said.

"Don't think too much. I was also hesitant at the beginning. After all, this elixir is really too precious. Even if there is, I'm afraid I'm reluctant to use it, so I promised to give up those elixir." Uncle Feng said helplessly that if he made up his mind to buy it, no one could stop it. But he didn't expect that there would be two prefecture-level monsters in the process of escorting the convoy.

"What should we do with the remaining 20 minutes?" Wang Ji asked.

"There's no way to carry it. If you die, you have to carry it." Uncle Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp, staring at the tiger demon in the vine. But there was a trace of death in his eyes.

"Big boss, the poison in the vine should be able to control the tiger demon for 2 more minutes." The beautiful woman squatting on the ground said.

Uncle Feng nodded and silently counted the time in his heart.

But Wang Ji is different, because he knows the weakness of the demon tiger. The forced attack on the tiger's back just now was also a last resort, because the demon tiger was faster than his. As a last resort, he forcibly attacked with a knife. Otherwise, when the demon tiger passed, there was nothing he could do.

"Uncle Feng, I just saw a wound under the abdomen of the demon tiger.

Uncle Feng's eyes widened and said incredulously, "Really?"

"Really." In fact, Wang Ji had already seen that as early as the moment the demon tiger appeared, he found that there was an imbalance on the tiger.

To put it simply, Wang Ji had already seen the most obvious flaws in the whole body of the demon tiger with his mental strength. It's okay if the demon tiger is at its peak, but at this time, the demon tiger is not the strongest moment.

Perhaps there is not much mental power that Wang Ji can control, but the quality of mental power is real. There is no problem to check a demon tiger without any hidden ability.

"Give me the demons." Uncle Feng said calmly.

"Little brother, give me your knife." Wang Ji didn't doubt him, but just handed over the weapon in his hand.

"Little brother, I'm sorry to smear this kind of thing on your weapon." Uncle Feng looked at Wang Ji apologetically while smearing the demon dissipation.

Wang Ji shook his head, saying that he didn't care.

"There is no way. The only weapon we can break through this monster is this knife. Other knives can't be supported." Uncle Feng smiled and said that he has faced countless desperate situations over the years. Until now, no matter what he faces, he can be flattered.

Uncle Feng clenched the knife in his hand and smeared the demon evenly on the knife within a few breaths.

"Wait for me to go down. Be careful not to let the crazy demon tiger run over." Uncle Feng counted the time silently while saying

Before waiting for 10 minutes, Uncle Feng felt that the demon tiger seemed to wake up.

"I'll do it." Wang Ji grabbed the knife in his hand at the moment when Uncle Feng was about to act and said. Originally, Wang Ji thought that this task was his own, but he didn't expect Uncle Feng, who had just known him for a long time, would act by himself.

Uncle Feng was stunned for a moment and didn't find the knife in his hand. He looked at Wang Ji's strength more and more.

"Remember, it doesn't matter whether the knife is pulled out or not. The most important thing is to run away." Uncle Feng just shouted, and Wang Ji had lost his trace.

"Big boss, how is his strength?" Next to Uncle Feng, a man who was not as young as Uncle Feng said, but he called Uncle Feng Uncle Feng, but he was not reluctant.

"It's very strong, it won't be weaker than the young master." Uncle Feng looked at the direction of Wang Ji and said.

Several people around him suddenly showed a look of surprise.

"Isn't it worse than the young master? No way. The young master is the most talented person in our Lu family for hundreds of years. Several people shook their heads in disbelief.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, but the truth is..." Uncle Feng said helplessly.

Wang Ji didn't have the time to sigh there at this time. He felt that the demon tiger seemed to wake up immediately.

The vines of the beautiful woman have long been removed, leaving only a seemingly dull demon tiger.

"Well, here it is." Wang Ji glanced at the general and immediately found the whereabouts of the scars.

"I'm still injured." Wang Ji thought silently, "No matter what, I will stab out this knife."

"Kill..."

The demon tiger would wake up at any time, but Wang Ji did not stop walking, but accelerated.

rushed to the injured position of the demon tiger...