Chapter Seventy-Five: Change

"Senior Brother Fang's physical strength is so strong, it is even more powerful than I expected, it seems that I should call you Senior Brother. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Originally, Yuan Xian'er wanted to come over to help, but she didn't want this eagle to be killed in an instant, so she was startled at first, and then couldn't help laughing and exclaiming.

Senior Sister Yuan said with a smile, Fang's strength is low, how can he compare with you. Fang Mo understated between his words, and naturally he would not be fluttering for Yuan Xian'er's flattering words.

There were several blood marks on his fist, bright red blood water flowed out, it was the scar that had fought with the iron feather eagle's claws before, and the scars that fell, feeling the pain on the back of his hand, Fang Mo frowned slightly, the sharpness of the iron feather eagle's claws was really beyond his expectations, if he was caught elsewhere, even with the strength of his physical body, I am afraid that a large piece of flesh and blood would be pulled out.

The first-order peak demon beast comparable to the ninth layer of condensation qi was really not to be underestimated, I really didn't know how powerful the Iron Feather Eagle that was about to break through the second order should be, thinking of this, Fang Mo couldn't help but put away his contempt heart.

In this moment, Yuan Xian'er had already put away the big net covering the Iron Feather Eagle, and used the flying sword to take out a blood crystal and an inner tank from the eagle's head and chest and abdomen respectively.

"As promised, the blood crystals are mine, and the inner tank is yours. Yuan Xian'er said with a little joy: "At this speed, we should be able to solve this Iron Feather Eagle in one day, which can greatly save time." ”

Fang Mo took the inner tank, didn't take it immediately, took out the jade box and put it away, and then looked at the blood crystal in Yuan Xian'er's hand, about the size of a baby's fist, and quickly divided into twenty blood crystals with a "click".

"The blood crystals of the demon ape before were thirty blood crystals after splitting, and this Iron Feather Eagle only has twenty, it seems that not every first-order peak demon beast has the same blood crystals, the stronger the strength, the more blood crystals will be split...... "Fang Mo thought about it for a while, and guessed the reason.

At this time, Shangguan Xiu's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"The aura of the first-order peak demon beast is not small, even if you can only absorb thirty percent at this stage, it will be of a lot of benefit to your cultivation, you slow down the speed of casting the Spirit Snatching Dafa, with the strength of this little girl, you can't find it. ”

Fang Mo's heart moved, nodded secretly, and silently operated the Spirit Snatching Dafa, the aura was instantly absorbed into his body, and at the same time, he asked Yuan Xian'er again: "I don't know if Senior Sister needs to rest, if not, then continue to attract the next Iron Feather Eagle." ”

"Senior Brother Fang's thoughts coincide with mine, so ......" Yuan Xian'er turned her hand and put away the blood crystal, and was about to speak, when suddenly a terrible eagle's cry sounded in the sky.

"Wow!"

With this sound, Yuan Xian'er suddenly felt a buzzing sound in her ears, her face changed, and when she looked up, she saw three iron feather eagles of the same size as before in the sky, hovering down, especially the iron feather eagle in front of her, the feathers on her whole body had actually transformed into silver, and its aura was so strong that it far exceeded that of ordinary monks of the ninth layer of condensation, and her eyes were humanely filled with cold killing intent.

The two Iron Feather Eagles in the back have black feathers all over their bodies, and although their aura is slightly weak, they are the same as the previous Iron Feather Eagles, and they are also first-order peak demon birds comparable to the cultivation of the ninth layer of Qi Condensation.

Fang Mo's face was also ugly, and he turned his head to Yuan Xian'er and said, "Senior Sister Yuan, didn't you say that there are only three Tieling Eagles in total? Why have we already killed one, and there are still three?"

"Senior Brother Fang, don't misunderstand, I didn't lie to you, I did only notice three Tieling Eagles before! Things have changed, these three Tieling Eagles must have noticed the death of their companions, so they flew down at the same time!" Yuan Xian'er's face was pale, and she quickly returned to normal, and said quickly: "We are not as fast as them, we can't escape, we can only fight to the death! Senior Brother Fang, I deal with the Silver Eagle, you deal with those two Black Eagles!"

Almost the moment Yuan Xian'er's words fell, the three Iron Feather Eagles were already spreading their wings, shooting out countless flying sword-like feathers, overwhelming the sky, covering Fang Mo and Yuan Xian'er, unable to dodge.

Fang Mo's face sank, his left hand waved outward, and dozens of fireballs flew up, while Yuan Xian'er pinched it with both hands, pointing towards the sky, and immediately a layer of light curtain blocked the top of the two.

Puff puff!

The fireball sent out by Fang Mo blocked part of the feathers, and the remaining part hit the light shield cast by Yuan Xian'er, in the sound of a burst of rain hitting the banana lotus, the light curtain and the black feathers dissipated, but there were still seven or eight silver feathers that continued to shoot towards Fang Mo and Yuan Xian'er.

Yuan Xian'er gasped, a trace of horror flashed in her eyes, knowing that she still underestimated the strength of the silver eagle, and it was definitely not something she could deal with.

Fang Mo took a deep breath, clenched the long sword in his hand, swung his sword and slashed horizontally, "Dangdang" with a few crisp sounds, split those silver feathers, and then jumped up towards the silver eagle.

"Senior Sister Yuan, this silver eagle should be handed over to me, and the other two black eagles will be handed over to you to deal with!"

As he spoke, he had already jumped to the same height as the silver eagle, and a sword slashed down, the silver eagle waved its wings, making a sound of "dang chang" A sound of gold and iron resonance, the sparks were all high, and by the force of Fang Mo's split, the silver eagle flew backwards several feet away, and the huge body was stabilized in the wings.

Fang Mo also flew backwards under the silver eagle's fan, and finally landed on the top of a big tree, when he looked at the silver eagle, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, only to see that the silver feather on the wings only appeared a deep long mark, and it did not cause much damage to it.

Fang Mo's heart sank, the strength of this silver iron feather eagle's defense was really far beyond his expectations.

At this time, the other two black eagles had also circled down, and were about to catch Fang Mo, at this time, Yuan Xian'er waved his left hand outward, and immediately the two flying swords turned into a rapid roar and roared away, the two black eagles cried respectively, and as soon as they grabbed their claws, the light on the two flying swords was uncertain for a while, and they were about to be broken.

At this moment, Yuan Xian'er immediately snorted coldly: "Explosion!"

Bang!

Two explosions sounded, and the fragments and qi waves formed by the explosion of the flying sword instantly enveloped the two black eagles, although they did not cause much damage to them, but they also made the two eagles furious, gave up on Fang Mo, and instead roared towards Yuan Xian'er.

On the other side, Fang Mo had just stood on the tree to stabilize his body, and the silver eagle in the sky spread its wings again, shooting out several feathers, Fang Mo snorted coldly, and swung his long sword with all his strength, in the sound of "dangdang", although those feathers were split, his hands were numb, and he was shaken off the top of the tree and fell to the ground.

Fang Mo was about to jump into the sky to fight with the silver eagle in close combat, but at this moment, a few wind-breaking sounds sounded, and several feathers shot down, Fang Mo swung his sword left and right to split those feathers, and under the power of its concussion, he couldn't help but retreat more than ten steps in a row.

And the silver eagle's feathers seemed to be innumerable, every time they shot out of a row, they could grow out in an instant, seeing that Fang Mo was shocked back by its feathers, as cunning as a human, he actually no longer dived, but stopped in the air, and continued to shoot feathers, looking like he wanted to consume Fang Mo alive.

What a cunning demon bird!

Fang Mo scolded secretly, this silver eagle was obviously strong and abnormally strong, but he still opened his distance and chose to attack from a distance, fighting in this most secure way, if he continued like this, he would blindly defend, and there would always be a time when flaws would be exposed.

Dangdangdang!

The continuous crisp sound came out, Fang Mo retreated and retreated, while the silver eagle hovered in the sky, and there were not many silver feathers shot out each time, only seven or eight, but they were endless, wave after wave, without giving Fang Mo a chance to breathe.

The cold light flashed in Fang Mo's eyes, and after blocking a few feathers with a sword in one hand, he held it in his left hand, and the light flashed, and the wind spirit sword appeared, and when the aura was frantically infused into it, with the increase of fragmentation, the blue light soared, and then suddenly swung upward.

Airplanes!

A large piece of wind blade swept up, covering the feathers that the silver eagle shot out again, Fang Mo cultivated for the operation room, without stopping, continued to infuse the spiritual energy into it, and swung three swords at the silver eagle in a row.

Countless blades of wind flew out, covering the entire sky and submerging the Silver Eagle.

Click!

A cracking sound sounded, and the cracks on the surface of the Wind Spirit Sword were already dense, and it was about to be completely shattered, but Fang Mo didn't care about it, and all the spiritual energy surged, but he didn't continue to swing his sword at the Silver Eagle, but turned his head to look at Yuan Xian'er.

I saw that Yuan Xian'er's left sleeve was gone, revealing a tender fragrant shoulder, with four deep scratches on it, blood gushing outward, and a black slender feather was inserted in the right shoulder, and blood spurted out of her mouth when she retreated, full of embarrassment.

On the other hand, the two black eagles, one of which had a broken claw, and the other was still intact, and in the midst of its cry, like the silver eagle, it chose to attack from a distance, flying high in the air and constantly shooting its feathers.

These were the pictures in front of Fang Mo's eyes, at this moment, taking advantage of the silver eagle being dragged by the wind blade, he immediately swung out the wind spirit sword that was already ready to be launched in his hand, with this swing, the wind spirit sword could no longer bear it, it shattered inch by inch like a snowflake, and with it, an unprecedented wind blade flew out, and as soon as this wind blade came out, it covered the sky and the sun!

Perhaps because this was the final blow of the Wind Spirit Sword, the Wind Blade cast this time was much more powerful than the previous full force blow, and it overwhelmed the two black eagles in an instant.

Fang Mo didn't stop, threw away the hilt of the sword in his hand, and jumped up with those wind blades, listening to the terrible cry that sounded in the wind blade, Fang Mo's expression did not move, when the wind blade passed, although the two black eagles were not dead, the feathers on their bodies were much thinner than before, revealing the vague flesh and blood inside, especially the black eagle with a broken claw, when it flapped its wings, it almost fell from the sky.

Almost the moment the two black eagles appeared from the wind blade, Fang Mo had also jumped into the air at the same time, and came to the sky above the black eagle with a broken claw, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he stabbed the eagle behind with a fierce sword, the wound where a large feather was missing......