"Roar, roar, roar."
Seeing the two tigers die, the remaining eight tigers were immediately enraged, growling lowly as they swiftly charged towards Ye Lin.
Ye Lin, with bloodshot eyes, held a bone knife in his right hand and a bone spike in his left, charging directly at the tigers without hesitation.
To win now, he had to fight with his life on the line.
Only by giving his all might there be a glimmer of hope.
Ye Lin, like a God of Slaughter, faced the eight Shi Xue tigers without the slightest fear, actively meeting them head-on, fighting eight tigers alone.
The next moment, Ye Lin's left hand was directly swallowed by one of the tigers, but Ye Lin completely disregarded the pain, gritting his teeth and twisting his left hand forcefully, causing the bone spike in his left hand to rotate within the tiger's throat.
The tiger's entire neck was directly mangled by Ye Lin's bone spike, and the tiger stared wide-eyed at Ye Lin; it never expected Ye Lin to be so reckless, so insane.
However, just as Ye Lin gained the upper hand, a tiger on Ye Lin's right side opened its mouth wide and charged at Ye Lin, but Ye Lin's expression showed no fear, only madness.
The next moment, the bone knife in Ye Lin's right hand directly and fiercely pierced into the tiger's right eye.
The half-meter-long bone knife in his hand directly pierced into the tiger's brain, and as Ye Lin's right hand stirred wildly, the tiger let out a mighty roar, then lay on the ground Wusheng.
Ye Lin was covered in blood, some his own, some the tigers'; at this moment, Ye Lin was truly a God of Slaughter, completely insane.
After a mere five minutes, Ye Lin's legs were gone, his left hand had also disappeared, leaving only his right hand covered in tiger claw marks.
Before him, a tiger watched Ye Lin, slowly approaching him, while all around lay the corpses of tigers.
"Roar."
This tiger roared at Ye Lin, but hesitated to approach him, after all, Ye Lin had single-handedly killed all nine of its brothers with a fierce resolve.
This caused a sense of fear deep within its heart towards Ye Lin.
Ye Lin's head was dizzy, and his vision was blurry; firstly, his stamina was long exhausted, and now even moving was difficult.
Secondly, at this moment, he had lost too much blood, and his head was getting heavier and heavier, as if he was about to close his eyes.
The next moment, Ye Lin's eyes closed, and his head slammed heavily onto the ground, without a trace of Qi.
Seeing Ye Lin in this state, the tiger slowly raised its terrifying paw and approached Ye Lin step by step.
The next moment, the tiger had reached Ye Lin's head, its huge head slowly drew closer to Ye Lin's head, and it extended its crimson tongue, beginning to lick Ye Lin's head.
After confirming Ye Lin was completely dead, the tiger let out a joyful roar, and the next moment, the tiger opened its mouth wide and swallowed Ye Lin's head directly.
Just then, in a flash, Ye Lin's right hand moved swiftly, gripping the bone knife tightly, and quickly stabbed it into the tiger's neck.
Without giving the tiger any chance to react, Ye Lin's right hand slashed fiercely to the right, directly severing the tiger's windpipe.
The tiger's eyes widened, its pupils slowly dilating, then the tiger's head slammed heavily onto the ground, its eyes closed, and all Qi vanished.
After all, this was merely a Qi Condensation First Layer tiger; its vitality was not that tenacious, and after sustaining critical damage to its vital points, it was still unavoidable for it to die.