Chapter 24: Killing the Second Grade Tiger Demon

"Whoosh!" The Crescent Moon Blade turned again, hacking toward Meng Yifan.

This time he was prepared; as the Crescent Moon Blade flew over, his speed erupted suddenly, his body like an arrow released from a bow, and with two rapid changes in direction, he dodged the Crescent Moon Blade, rushed to the side of the Second Grade Tiger Demon, and delivered a thrust right at its mouth.

The Tiger Demon wanted to dodge, but its left front leg had been blown off, making movement difficult, and its right front leg had to support its body, so it could not use its tiger claw to parry the Stabbing Blade; it could only aggrievedly use its teeth to block Meng Yifan's Stabbing Blade, while simultaneously controlling the Crescent Moon Blade to accelerate and hack this bastard to death.

Meng Yifan grinned, then decisively pulled the trigger of the Bird Gun; he wanted to see whether the Tiger Demon's teeth were sturdy, or if the power of a Lead Bullet fired from a Bird Gun at close range was greater.

"Bang!" The Bird Gun let out a crisp sound, and a Lead Bullet flew out suddenly, striking the Tiger Demon's teeth.

"Crack!" At such close range, it was exactly when the Lead Bullet's power was greatest; one of the Tiger Demon's sturdy teeth was broken directly by the Lead Bullet, causing it to howl in pain.

"Whoosh!" The Crescent Moon Blade flew over; Meng Yifan, watching all directions and listening to all sides, had long been on guard, and upon hearing the sound of the wind, he shifted his footsteps and dodged behind the Tiger Demon, aiming at the Tiger Demon's rear and delivering another thrust.

The Tiger Demon was beaten very aggrievedly; it was now a crippled tiger, its movement hindered, and wanting to protect its rear vital point, it could only manipulate the Crescent Moon Blade to go behind and hack at Meng Yifan.

But this human's speed was extremely fast, and he was always able to dodge the attack whenever the Crescent Moon Blade hacked over.

"Hehe! Come again." Meng Yifan's body swayed back to the front of the Tiger Demon, pulled another loaded Bird Gun from his back, and delivered another thrust with the sharp Stabbing Blade toward the Tiger Demon's mouth.

The Tiger Demon was enraged; it knew this Meng Yifan was very despicable, appearing to be about to thrust, but at the critical moment, he would pull the trigger and fire a Lead Bullet—would you say he is malicious or not? Isn't this bullying a crippled tiger?

Meng Yifan's speed was very fast; from the time he started running over to attack the Second Grade Tiger Demon until now, only one or two seconds had passed, and the Flying Tiger Demon in the sky, seeing its younger brother at a disadvantage, anxiously dove down, wanting to attack Meng Yifan.

But its body had just descended a little when it heard a boom, and an Iron Ball came flying toward it, scaring it into hurriedly increasing its altitude to dodge the Iron Ball's attack.

Fighting tigers requires brothers, and going into battle requires father and son; when Meng Yifan ran over to fight, Meng Dayong also brought the able-bodied men who could still fight to come over and hold the line.

Six Elm Cannons were lined up in a row, specifically to guard against the Flying Tiger Demon; this first shot was just to give it a warning, and as long as it dared to descend again, the other Elm Cannons would fire simultaneously, which would certainly heavily injure the Flying Tiger Demon.

The Flying Tiger Demon looked at the Cannon on the ground with trepidation; just now, because it was far away, it had time to dodge when the Iron Ball flew over, but if it flew down and the distance closed, it might not necessarily be able to dodge it.

Since it dared not get close, it would give its brother some fire support; the Flying Tiger Demon also opened its mouth, and a mass of raging flames emerged from its mouth, blasting toward Meng Yifan.

The Second Grade Tiger Demon was very aggrieved, being fully suppressed by Meng Yifan, and just at this moment, the Flying Tiger Demon's Fireball flew over.

Meng Yifan felt the surrounding air rise by several degrees; he had long since discovered the Fireball coming from the sky, and having the experience of dealing with the Crescent Moon Blade, he once again circled around the Second Grade Tiger Demon when the Fireball arrived.

The Flying Tiger Demon manipulated the Fireball, and the Second Grade Tiger Demon operated the Crescent Moon Blade, wanting to attack Meng Yifan; two Demon Power attacks besieged him simultaneously.

Meng Yifan's speed was astonishingly fast, and he was always able to dodge at the most critical moment; at this time, one could see how wise a decision it was to add points to his speed attribute.

While rapidly dodging the Fireball and the Crescent Moon Blade, Meng Yifan once again circled behind the Second Grade Tiger Demon, seized the opportunity, and stabbed the Stabbing Blade toward the Tiger Demon's rear vital point.

"Puchi!" The Stabbing Blade pierced the vital point, and the Second Grade Tiger Demon let out a miserable, earth-shattering wail; the intense pain struck, making it unable to concentrate its energy to control the Crescent Moon Blade any longer, and without its control, that Crescent Moon Blade, condensed from Demon Power, quickly dissipated into the air.

At the same time Meng Yifan thrust the Stabbing Blade, he suddenly pulled the trigger, and following a bang of gunfire, a Lead Bullet also struck the Tiger Demon's vital area.

The Second Grade Tiger Demon jumped up in pain; its vital area had been attacked repeatedly and was blown open, and in pain, it stood on three legs, twisting its body to bite Meng Yifan.

Meng Yifan had carried three Bird Guns over, and at this moment he switched to another Bird Gun, aiming at the Tiger Demon's wide-open mouth and delivering another thrust.

The Tiger Demon pushed off the ground with three legs, its body leaping up, its right front tiger claw lashing out violently, wanting to knock away the Stabbing Blade, its mouth wide open, wanting to bite Meng Yifan to death.

Meng Yifan stepped back one step, dodging the tiger claw, then aimed at the tiger's mouth and pulled the trigger; in front of a sharpshooter like him, this big tiger still dared to open its mouth to bite people—it was truly courting death.

"Bang!" A Lead Bullet flew toward the Tiger Demon's mouth; the Tiger Demon reacted very quickly, hurriedly closing its mouth, wanting to repeat its old trick and use its teeth to block the Lead Bullet, but what it did not expect was that Meng Yifan had long anticipated it would do this, and at the moment he pulled the trigger, he had already predicted it in advance.

Although the Tiger Demon's teeth were closed, that Lead Bullet precisely drilled in through the gap of its broken tooth, drilling from its upper jaw into its brain, directly stirring its brain into a pot of porridge.

"Roar!" The Second Grade Tiger Demon let out a final wail, then bled from its seven orifices and collapsed to the ground.

"Ding! Team hunt of Second Grade Middle Stage Tiger Demon successful, obtained 150 points of Experience Value."

The Game Panel's prompt sound rang out again; Meng Yifan did not hesitate, and after the experience arrived, he immediately converted it all into attribute points and added them to speed; now his speed reached an astonishing 70 points, seven times that of an ordinary person.

Meng Yifan felt his legs being wrapped by a special energy again, and every muscle fiber in his thighs was rapidly strengthened, his speed increasing by another large margin.

The Second Grade Tiger Demon was killed, and the Flying Tiger Demon let out a roar; it had led its army of Wild Beasts to attack Qinghe Village this time, thinking it would be an easy, trivial matter, but it never expected to suffer such losses at Qinghe Village, with the army of Wild Beasts it led being completely wiped out, leaving only it as a lone commander, which made the Flying Tiger Demon very angry and also very wary.

"A tiny Qinghe Village actually has so many Cannons; it's not easy to fight. When I go back, I will invite a few nearby great demons to come and attack Qinghe Village again." Thinking of this, the Flying Tiger Demon flapped its wings, wanting to leave.