Ning Xiaodao knew that he had the advantage, that is, he was small, so he could easily find a lot of hiding places in the group of spirit beasts.

The golden falcon can naturally have a clear insight when it is at high altitude, but once it descends to a low altitude to fly, its vision will be obstructed a lot, and it will be very difficult to chase and kill.

The straight-line distance from the side gate of Yancheng was less than twenty miles, but if you were to avoid the pursuit while moving forward in the herd, then the distance might be at least three times as far away.

The temper of most spirit beasts is not docile, so he still has to dodge some spirit beasts from time to time to see him unhappy sneak attacks, if he is lucky, he will naturally be able to dodge, but if he is unlucky, he will be thrown away directly.

Ning Xiaodao's luck was not bad, he blocked it with a turtle shell the moment he was kicked, but he was still stunned for a moment, it was too strong, and the other party did it at will, and as a result, when he was hit by him, he had a feeling of being crushed and numb.

Flying nearly 100 meters, it gave the golden retriever an excellent hunting opportunity, and also revealed his biggest flaw, the animal skin was broken!

With a strong breath, he didn't care about the feeling of soreness and numbness all over his body, used his whole body's spiritual power, threw the turtle shell backwards, blocked the golden falcon's momentum, and then his whole person rushed forward at a faster speed.

But the golden falcon was also extremely cunning, and its luck slapped on the turtle shell, flying towards Ning Xiaodao, who was about to land, at a faster speed than the momentum.

The wind behind him was so strong that he didn't have time to think about it for a moment, so he opened the mysterious copper umbrella without hesitation.

With a "bang", Ning Xiaodao continued to fly out with the turtle shell.

At this time, Ning Xiaodao's face was pale and terrifying, his eyes were bloodshot, and it seemed that the energy in his body was so violent that he couldn't vent, and he wanted to explode his eyeballs.

His arm was so numb that he couldn't feel any pain, but he still clutched the copper umbrella given to him by the old village chief and refused to let go.

The turbulent blood rolled up and down, and even though he tried his best to appease him, he still couldn't control the blood gushing out.

The blood spilled was consistent with the tone of the entire battlefield, and it was not remarkable at all, but for Ning Xiaodao himself, he didn't want to be a part of it.

The copper umbrella alleviated the secondary damage after landing, which gave him a chance to breathe a little, but the surging spirit beasts around him would not take care of him, and they would not even take a special look, and stepped on him with their feet, just like he was a ball of air.

He had thought about his own death many times, but none of them had been trampled to death casually!

He was unwilling!

He was not convinced!

He was so angry that he wanted to scream loudly!

With absolute perseverance, he stabilized his slightly trembling legs, bit the tip of his tongue, and strengthened his spiritual power, and the "Phantom Body Method" unfolded again, leaving behind a fragmented afterimage that had been stepped on.

In such a complex environment, moving in the selected direction like a needle is an extremely difficult thing in itself, especially at this moment, Ning Xiaodao is seriously injured, and the operation of spiritual power is slightly sluggish, but the distance of less than five hundred meters is in danger again and again, and he almost tripped over a small spirit beast and died under the hooves.

The closer he was to death, the more his fighting spirit was stimulated, and his mind calmed down.

The golden falcon originally thought that Ning Xiaodao would be trampled to death directly, so he swirled up and went up to the air, which could be halfway through, but when he saw that the little guy was still alive, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and his eyes were even more cruel.

The figure swept down like a cannonball, and its speed was fast, and it let out a roar.

Ning Xiaodao squinted at the culprit striking again, and said fiercely in his heart: "If you want to kill me, at least you have to break your steel teeth." ”

No longer thinking about how to get away quickly, but thinking about how to deal with such an air hunter in such an environment.

Instead of being passive on the defensive, it is better to take the initiative.

If he wants to get rid of this nasty guy and increase his chances of survival, he must take more risks and adventures!

In the eyes of the golden falcon, Ning Xiaodao's movement trajectory was simply a slow-motion replay, and the direction of progress was almost predictable, and there was no challenge at all.

The body stretched, the claws emerged, and a rollercoaster landing flew up, but it was not satisfied, because the claws did not catch the prey.

A shrill whistling sound was heard, showing its fury.

Ning Xiaodao pushed his elbow against the spirit beast that was speeding next to him, and was bounced up again, he bared his teeth in pain and broke out in a cold sweat, he knew that his arms must have been more than muscle strain.

He wasn't pessimistic, because he didn't have time to think about it.

The golden falcon, which had just swirled for a while, swooped down again, like a large dark cloud.

Ning Xiaodao's eyes flashed, and with a quick step, he pulled out several afterimages one after another, and drilled under the belly of the spirit beast that rushed up.

Seeing that the golden falcon's steel claws were about to catch the spirit beast, the spirit beast was startled, and let out a roar of rage, repelling the golden falcon that missed a blow.

The show is just beginning!

Ning Xiaodao, whose body bounced, dodged the spirit beast that stepped on him, and continued to roll forward a few times, and happened to be excited by a potential bullet, and it turned out that there was a giant beast not far away, which shook the ground apart.

Before he could get to the beast, the golden falcon struck again, and this time it seemed different, its wings spread wide and then slammed before it hit the ground.

Ning Xiaodao didn't know what the other party was going to do, but now it seems that this guy's cunning level is not lower than that of humans at all.

The spirit beast was huge, and it was at most shaken by this sudden wind, slowing down its speed, but this was not the case for the thin Ning Xiaodao, such a strong wind could completely blow him away, once he flew in the air, it was not for the golden falcon to be late.

Ning Xiaodao turned around, glanced at the cruel appearance of the golden falcon, smiled slightly, and bounced off the ground with his feet, and then tightened the copper umbrella with his arms in the air, opened the umbrella surface with his head, and then his whole person flew out, and the speed was extremely fast, and the landing point was extremely far.

Before he could relax a little, the golden falcon let out a long roar, its wings flapped violently, and its body flew over a hundred meters in an instant, and its steel claws reached forward, ready to crush its prey.

At the critical moment, the hands that had just regained consciousness took in the copper umbrella, causing a rapid fall towards the group of spirit beasts that were slowly moving forward.

He didn't have any chance of surviving in the air, but on the ground, he felt that at least there was a little more possibility!

The spirit beast that was blown by the wind and squinted was not good-tempered, and what was falling from the top of his head, he slapped it out at random with one palm, just like swatting a nasty fly.

With a "poof", a black shadow flew out with an umbrella and a person, and the castration was even more urgent.

The golden falcon didn't want to let go of this nasty thing, so he raised his body and swooped down again.

Ning Xiaodao, whose mouth was full of blood, leaned on the handle of the umbrella, staggering, and said secretly: "His mother's luck is so bad." ”

Spirit beasts don't matter who you are or what you're doing, anyway, as long as you stand in front of them, they will be torn apart.

At this moment, Ning Xiaodao was really unable to move, not to mention that his arms were completely unconscious at this moment, and even his legs were hit hard in the tumbling just now, and he was able to stand there at this moment, first, the perseverance was firm enough, and the second was the support of the copper umbrella, but if he wanted to move again, even if he took a step, he was not under his control at all.

Ning Xiaodao spurted blood, smiled slightly, and said, "Maomaoqiu, I can't protect you anymore, I have to be good in the future!"

Maoqiu, who has always been timid, looked at the guy whose face was covered with blood and still did not forget to care for him, and shouted sadly: "Daodao!"

"Let's go, go as far as possible!"

The black shadow was getting closer and closer, but he was powerless to push the furball away, the sadness, the despair, and his own powerlessness filled him, and the only thing he could do was to push the hairball away with his head, and roared, "Go!"