Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Fierce Beast, the Silver Feather Vulture
Yu Zefeng's eyes gestured to Long Yang, glanced at Long Shan Xin'er, and slowly retreated two feet before standing still.
Only the ten-year-old Long Yang was left in place, and since he heard that Gongzi said that the fierce beasts below the middle stage of the spirit transformation belonged to him, he had been running the spiritual power Zhou Tian, ready to fight at any time.
In this dark environment, the roar of the beast was incessant, and it was impossible to say that he was not nervous. Seeing that Childe and the others retreated, he understood that a fierce beast was coming, but he didn't sense it.
glanced at the three sons two feet away, calmed down a little, slowly closed his eyes, kept his mind and concentrated, and carefully sensed all the movements around him.
After a dozen breaths, there was a slight rustle of feet on the ground on the right side, and the spiritual power quickly ran to the index finger and legs, and the feet were half a foot apart, ready to attack and change body shape at any time.
The Ironwood Leopard had been hungry for a day, and as it got closer and closer to its prey, saliva flowed from its bloody mouth, forming a crystal line of water with the ground.
The head slowly turned over the last black cedar that blocked the view, and saw a prey very close to it. Although the prey was a little smaller, it was a good opportunity, and without the slightest hesitation, the body was violently straightened, and the limbs were bent and kicked back to the ground, and it rose into the air, and pounced on the prey in its eyes.
Long Yang suddenly opened his eyes and quickly took two steps to the left, avoiding the attack trajectory of the Iron Wood Leopard.
Seeing that the prey was dodging, the flying ironwood leopard stretched out its right forelimb and slapped its cold claws down.
Long Yang's face was serious, and he pointed out in a distracted manner, and he directly met the sharp claw that was slapped, and the dazzling aura of the fingertip was just on the palm of the leopard's claw, and a knuckle sank into the leopard's palm, stabbing out a bloody hole.
The thin body was also trembled by this capture, his feet sank into the ground to the ankles, although his index finger was not broken, it was painful, and the meridian spiritual power was reversed back to the dantian, and the internal organs were surging with qi and blood extremely uncomfortable.
The Ironwood Leopard fell to the ground with a miserable howl, and its body stumbled and almost fell.
"Whew"
Roaring angrily, he stabilized his body and pounced fiercely again, at this time, there was only half a zhang distance between Long Yang and the Iron Wood Leopard, and it was a little too late to dodge to the side, and his cultivation must have only melted the spirit level.
Taking half a step to the left and squatting down at the same time, the iron wood leopard flew to the top of his head and instantly cast a reverse spiritual step, and a large stream of spiritual power erupted from the leg holes, forming a spiritual power barrier, and the barrier quickly hit and rebounded towards the legs.
"Smack"
The body went in the direction of the ironwood leopard's attack, and he forcibly retreated two feet away against the principle of force.
From a distance, it looked like he was attached to the belly of an ironwood leopard.
The thin arm was inserted through the space between the antelocarpus's forelimbs and neck, and the wrist was bent and a finger pierced out.
This strange blow was completely beyond the Ironwood Leopard's expectations, and before he could react, he was stabbed into his left eye with a finger.
And in this electric light, the bodies of Long Yang and the Iron Wood Leopard leaping into the air were in a strange parallel.
"Bang"
The leopard's eyes burst, and the spiritual power of his fingers shattered the ironwood leopard's mind, and after landing on the ground, he struggled a few times before he was completely silent.
Long Yang's finger was inserted into the leopard's eye and he didn't have time to retract it, and his body was thrown out by the inertia of the ironwood leopard, and it hit the black cedar tree pole a zhang away.
The little body rebounded to the ground, and "wow" spit out a mouthful of blood.
It's a long story, from the second time the Ironwood Leopard pounces to the time it is killed, it's only a matter of a few blinks of an eye.
Although Long Yang vomited blood, he was only slightly injured, and it was just that the impact caused a backlash of qi and blood. In this way, he also saved his index finger, and at the moment of the fight, his finger did not have time to retract it.
His strength is definitely not as strong as that of the Iron Wood Leopard, or he will be taken away by the situation, but he will resist vigorously and withdraw his fingers. There was only one result, the Ironwood Leopard was still dead, and his fingers would definitely break.
Yu Zefeng looked at this short battle, and also nodded. Although Long Yang was also slightly injured, whether it was his reaction or the grasp of the timing, he had already done a good job, and it must be a cross-level kill.
"Nice, but a little eager. It's completely possible to look for opportunities, or with the help of the two sides of the black cedar card, with your strength, you should be able to do a non-destructive kill. In an unfamiliar environment, it is the basic rule of survival in the wild to be able to escape as much as possible without getting yourself injured and kill the opponent at the minimum cost. Yu Zefeng pointed.
"Childe, I remember. Long Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, and Xin'er and Long Shan on the side also nodded in agreement.
Three days have passed, and several people have encountered the highest realm fierce beasts, but they are only at the peak of the spirit transformation, and in a few days, Long Yang can be said to have experienced several lives and deaths, and fought dozens of battles.
Although there were several realm masters on the side, the suffocation in the face of life and death still made him dare not relax in the slightest, and after a few days, this ten-year-old boy was a little less immature and a little more iron-blooded.
Turning over a mountain peak, everyone finally walked out of the range of this black cedar tree, into the eyes is the ups and downs of the green mountains, flocks of birds, occasionally a forest trees shake, is caused by the fierce beast running and hitting the trees, a piece of life, so that a few people are a lot more open.
The sun was shining, shining through the trees and shining on the body was extremely warm, and the fresh smell of grass and trees came to the surface, and a few people found a valley and hunted a few emerald wood eagles, set up a fire and began to prepare for food.
Xin'er took out the seasoning from the mustard stone of Longshan and sprinkled it on the golden green wood eagle, and the rich aroma of meat and seasoning filled the valley. After the tea time was already ripe, Xin'er took out a small silver dagger and was about to step forward to cut the eagle meat.
But right now.
"Chirp"
A sharp roar sounded in the air, piercing the eardrums for a while. Immediately, a black shadow enveloped Xin'er, and a large fierce beast swooped down from the sky.
Looking up, a silver griffin was like a bolt of lightning straight down from a hundred feet in the air, and its extreme speed pierced through the breeze in the air, making a "snort" sound in the air.
This is the peak beast of Shentai, the silver feather vulture, with a body size of nearly one zhang, and its wings are three zhang wide. A pair of golden claws reflected the cold golden rays under the sunlight, and the momentum of this flutter was as powerful as Mount Tai's overwhelming.
Seeing that it was this fierce beast, Yu Zefeng and Long Shan gave up their plans to make a move, and Long Shan rolled out a stream of spiritual power, pulling Long Yang to his side.
"Xin'er is solved quickly, and my son is still waiting to eat the eagle. Yu Zefeng said lightly, and then spiritual power poured out, forming a cover over the fire.
Xin'er's beautiful face looked extraordinarily serious, this was the first time she had fought with a fierce beast.
Looking at the golden claws that grabbed vertically, it didn't take two breaths to reach the top of her head, and as soon as the silver teeth bit down and the wind and clouds and shadows were cast, the graceful and delicate body floated out two feet away with a shake, trying to avoid this claw in advance.
But the silver feather vulture is not good at stubble, the huge body reacted the moment the core flashed, the wings slammed down, the reverse thrust of the air made its huge body stunned, the left wing swung slightly, and shot diagonally at the core again, and at the same time the right wing was raised, like a giant blade cut off on the head.
The five fingers opened into claws, the palms were facing down, and the spiritual power and soul power surged out, converging into a bright light cluster in her palm, containing but not emitting.
The slender legs bent slightly, the toes touched the ground, the body floated as lightly as catkins, and flew out with the help of the strong wind generated by the wings of the silver feather vulture.
This is the special feature of the ground-level martial art 'Flowing Wind Cloud Shadow Step', the body is as light as a cloud, as long as there is wind, the body can flutter with the wind.
The peak cultivation of the Silver Feather Vulture Divine Stage, the length of a single wing is one and a half zhang and a half, and the wings are already a strong wind when they fly and fly sand and stones, and the core can completely move with the wind.
The clawed palm of the core in the air suddenly clenched, and the spiritual power light cluster in the palm of the hand suddenly bloomed with dazzling light, and then exploded into a point of light and dissipated.
However, at this moment of dazzling light, ten fine needles of spiritual power that could only be discovered by careful observation with soul power burst out and pierced the eyes of the silver feather vulture.