Poof!

With Fang Mo's sword stabbing down, the black iron feather eagle did not have the protection of the hard feathers, and was easily pierced into it by this sword, Fang Mo stirred fiercely, and the aura was violently sent into the body of this eagle through the long sword, stirring up the flesh and bones in it, and under the fierce flicking of Fang Mo's right arm, this eagle broke away from the sword body and smashed to the ground with a bang. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, the silver eagle in the rear had already detached from the countless wind blades, although there were scratches on the feathers on the whole body, but it had no effect on it, but seeing that there was another companion living and dying, it chirped, and there was even anger in its eyes, and more than a dozen silver feathers flew towards Fang Mo between the waves of its wings.

At the same time, the other black eagle in front of Fang Mo also roared, its body swooped, roaring like a meteor, and the knife-like left wing slashed towards Fang Mo.

Sensing the dozen feathers behind him, as well as the flanks of the demon bird in front of him, Fang Mo's face quickly changed, and finally gritted his teeth fiercely and roared: "Senior Sister Yuan, you have to give me 100,000 spirit stones!"

As he spoke, Fang Mo's face was resolute, he didn't dodge or dodge the attacks coming from front to back, he used two things, his left hand turned into a palm behind him, and immediately a thick pillar of fire appeared from the palm of his hand, spraying towards the dozen or so silver feathers that came from behind.

And his right hand was holding the long sword, raised it high, and slashed at the swooping black eagle, as for the eagle's sword-like wings, he didn't seem to see it.

Yuan Xian'er's complexion changed, and suddenly a trace of light flashed in her eyes, and she shouted in a coquettish voice: "Tie Ling Eagle!" Please Baidu black-rock + pavilion is our greatest support, thank you!

The black eagle that was swooping towards Fang Mo subconsciously turned his head towards Yuan Xian'er, and immediately his eyes flashed a trace of confusion, but although it was not highly intelligent, it was not a monk, but a demon beast, under Yuan Xian'er's charm, it woke up from confusion in just an instant.

But at this moment of its confusion, the power of the left wing to slash at Fang Mo had been reduced by half, and with a pop, the left wing of this eagle slashed at Fang Mo's chest, and a slender wound two feet long appeared instantly, revealing the bright red flesh and white bones inside, and the blood gushed out like a spring, and this was because Fang Mo's body was extremely strong, if he was someone else, it was enough to be cut in half by this wing.

At the same time, the long sword in Fang Mo's right hand had also slashed at the neck of this eagle, and with a click, although the feathers of the black eagle were hard, they were not as good as the silver eagle, and in a click, the feathers shattered, and a bloody arrow suddenly shot out from the neck of the black eagle, half of the neck was split, and in a terrible eagle cry, he died on the spot, and his huge body was like a kite with a broken string, smashing towards the ground.

Almost at the same time, behind Fang Mo, the more than a dozen feathers cast by the silver eagle, although they were shot through and blocked by the pillar of fire ejected from Fang Mo's palm, the power was slightly weakened, but it was castrated, and in a burst of "poof" sound, more than a dozen feathers all shot at Fang Mo's back without exception, and entered the flesh for three points, and one of them shot directly through Fang Mo's palm that spewed out the pillar of fire.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Fang Mo's body was like a bird with broken wings, when it landed, it smashed the ground into a big hole, at the moment of landing, Fang Mo quickly got up, seeing the silver eagle roaring, swooping towards himself at a very fast speed, Fang Mo bit the silver feather that pierced his left hand, turned his head, pulled the silver feather off, and then held the sword in both hands, and slashed towards the swooping silver eagle.

The blade of the sword touched the silver wing, bursting out with a violent explosion, a wave of qi swept away, Fang Mo's feet were close to the ground, and he slid backwards several feet away, his arms trembled, the tiger's mouths on his hands cracked, and blood gushed out all over his body,

The demon bird that is about to be promoted to the second order is so strong!

Fang Mo couldn't help but spurt out another mouthful of blood, and involuntarily half-knelt on the ground, the long sword reversed and stuck on the ground, only then did he barely stabilize his body so that he would not fall.

And the silver eagle was also slashed by the sword and rolled upward, but in one of its turns, it steadily stabilized its huge body, and although the few feathers that touched the long sword were broken, they immediately returned to normal in a burst of silver light, glowing with a cold silver luster.

At the moment when he had just stabilized his body, the silver eagle swooped down again, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, obviously the other party's hatred was deep in his bones!

"Close!" At this moment, a coquettish voice sounded, Yuan Xian'er pointed towards the silver eagle, and immediately a large net shrouded the silver eagle from bottom to top, the surface of the net flashed with blue light, and at the same time emitted a strong suction.

The silver eagle did not dodge or dodge, let the big net cover it, and under the grasp of the two sharp claws, it directly tore the big net in half, penetrating the big net.

Yuan Xian'er snorted coldly, almost at the same time as the big net was torn, the white silk in her hand had also been thrown out, wrapped around the pair of sharp claws of the silver eagle.

"Get down!" Yuan Xian'er pulled down fiercely, and the silver eagle that was originally flying towards Fang Mo was suddenly affected by its force, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The silver eagle cried angrily, slashed sideways, and directly cut off the seemingly good white silk magic weapon, followed by a fan of its wings, a hurricane blew out, and the wind swept up the dust and sand, blowing Yuan Xian'er upside down, accompanied by dozens of sword-like silver feathers, hanging a terrible whistling, interspersed towards Yuan Xian'er.

The corners of Yuan Xian'er's mouth overflowed with blood, her fragrant shoulders were half exposed, her expression was solemn, and she opened her mouth to spew out a cloud of white gas, the moment she spewed out this ball of white gas, her face turned pale instantly, obviously this ball of white gas is not as simple as it seems.

And the effect was also obvious, the moment those silver feathers shot out of it came into contact with the white qi, as if they had lost their strength, they were stunned in mid-air, and finally fell to the ground with a bang.

However, before Yuan Xian'er could breathe a sigh of relief, there was another "buzz", and the silver eagle carried a violent wind, and its sharp eagle claws shone with a sharp metallic luster, grabbing towards Yuan Xian'er's head.

Yuan Xian'er's complexion changed rapidly, and she spat lightly: "Phantom!"

As the words fell, her figure immediately turned into a vague phantom, and behind the blurred phantom, another clear figure appeared, and it was still Yuan Xian'er, but at this moment her face was even paler, without a trace of blood.

Almost at the same time, the silver eagle had already pounced, and with a grasp of the sharp claws, the blurred phantom was crushed, turning into a little spiritual light and dissipating, Yuan Xian'er's silver teeth clenched, and flew backwards, trying to avoid the silver eagle's attack again.

But the speed of this eagle was too fast, and when it flew at low altitude, it chased after Yuan Xian'er, and its sharp flanks slashed towards Yuan Xian'er.

"Ahh

At this moment, a long howl came out, it turned out that Fang Mo had already stood up upright from his half-kneeling, and when he looked up to the sky and howled, his cultivation was running to the extreme, and immediately the aura in his dantian surged, turning into golden runes, and the golden light came out of his body, and the whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of gold, and the light was radiant.

This long howl broke through the sky, rushed into the sky, and spread out hundreds of miles away, with this long howl, countless demon beasts in this mountain roared for it, surging wildly and uneasily.

The size of this mountain is indescribable, except for the cliff road chosen by Fang Mo and Yuan Xian'er, in another passage dozens of miles away from here, Xiahou Qian of Tianlan Sect and the young man surnamed Ren of Yuhua Sect are teaming up to deal with a lion tiger beast.

At this moment, a long howl broke through the air, the body of the lion and tiger beast shook, and suddenly turned its head to look at the place where the howl came from, madness and greed appeared in his eyes, taking this opportunity, Xiahou Qian approached closely, and his muscular arm slammed into the body of the lion and tiger beast, and the beast flew backwards with a wail.

"Kill!" The young man surnamed Ren shouted loudly, turned into a bloody light, and the strange scimitars in his hands crossed over, directly breaking the lion and tiger beast in two.

"Senior Brother Ren Jiang's blood knife is still so powerful, I can't help but want to compete with you again. Xiahou Qian kneaded his huge fists and said with a smile.

"If Senior Brother Xiahou wants to compete again, Ren doesn't mind. Ren Jiang was bathed in blood all over his body, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Haha! It's just a joke for my brother, if you and I are born and die, when the time comes, we will meet Qian Yu of the Drifting Cloud Sect again, with his cultivation in the foundation building period, although it has been suppressed to the ninth layer of condensation, but if you and I face it alone, I'm afraid it will still be difficult to deal with. ”

As Xiahou Qian spoke, he suddenly frowned and asked, "Senior Brother Ren, did you hear the signs of the long howl before?"

"Hehe, it seems that among the people who entered the ancestral land this time, some people have received great enlightenment, and they actually have such a strong aura, if I kill them, maybe the blood knife method will be able to be completed!" Ren Jiang laughed strangely, with a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes.

In another passage, it was a swampy place, a huge lizard fell to the ground with a roar, and a middle-aged man wearing the robe of the Floating Cloud Sect had a slightly pale face, if Xiahou Qian and Ren Jiang were here before, they would definitely recognize this person as Qian Yu of the Floating Cloud Sect.

"Damn, if it weren't for me to suppress the foundation building to the ninth layer of condensation, how could it take so much effort to solve this mere first-order peak demon beast!" Qianyu secretly gritted his teeth and sat cross-legged on the spot, ready to breathe and recover.

At this time, a long howl sounded, Qian Yu's expression moved, he looked up at the sky, and sneered: "The breath is quite strong, I don't know if it is the Xiahou boy of the Lan Sect that day, or the ethereal body of the Heaven Stepping Sect, no matter who you are, it's best not to meet me......"

On the other side, beside a waterfall halfway up the western part of the mountain, Yun Xiuchen was dressed in white and snowy, with his black hair tied up, his face was handsome and extraordinary, his eyes seemed to contain stars, and his temperament was extraordinary.

As Yun Xiuchen walked along, a huge silver wolf in front of him trembled all over, kept retreating, and his eyes even showed a look of fear, when Yun Xiuchen pointed forward at will, the demon wolf wailed, and could no longer retreat, prostrate on the ground, and was dropped by this finger on the center of his eyebrows.

(Xiahou Qian, Ren Jiang, and Qian Yu have previously foreshadowed in "Chapter 57 Each Implements Its Own Law".) ”