In other words, they could only watch as Feng Jinghua kept flying close to their companions on the opposite hill, shooting them one by one but could not do anything.

They tasted the same qiē that Qiu Guhan, Lian Heng and others had felt before—anger, worry, helplessness, powerlessness, humiliation, and so on.

Feng Jinghua shot quickly, without any superfluous movements from beginning to end, one arrow after another, bringing efficiency and speed to the extreme.

- Since she appeared, it has only been half an hour, and more than a dozen people have been killed.

By the time she was about to land on the downwind hill, there weren't many "birdmen" left on the mountain.

Of course, once she lands, the Birdmen can fight her and find a way to kill her.

However, when she was about to reach the top of the mountain, Feng Jinghua put away her bow and arrows again, took out her long-handled scythe, pulled the handle to the longest, like cutting rice, and slashed towards the "birdman" who was ready to meet in front.

Those "birdmen" did not carry any regular weapons, and their hands were only some stones, wooden sticks and other things, how could they fight against her who held such a deadly weapon?

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When flying less than a foot away from the cliff, Feng Jinghua quickly put away the sickle, then quickly put away the second layer of wings, then put away the first layer of wings, and at the same time bowed his body, forming a semi-circular shape, his knees against his abdomen, his feet first stretched out, stepped on the stone wall, and then stretched out his hands to climb the rock.

She does not land on flat ground, but faces a cliff, which helps to reduce the inertia of flight and reduce the burden on the body.

Her hands and feet are covered with special gloves and platform boots, the soles of the boots are thick and flexible enough to effectively resist impact, and the gloves are light and close to the skin, absorb sweat and breathe, and have a certain grip, suitable for controlling zhì organs and rock climbing.

The moment she landed on the rock with both hands, her two pairs of wings converged completely, and she climbed twice as lightly as a monkey, and with one jump, she climbed to the top of the mountain, and then threw a throwing knife and killed a killer who was about to sneak up on her.

- This series of thrilling movements, she does it in one go, smooth and graceful, leaving no gaps, which can be called art.

Although the people on the ground couldn't see her specific movements clearly, they could see what she was doing from her silhouette, and they were all impressed.

She's a real master!

On the mountain, the killer who did not leave and did not die launched an attack on Feng Jinghua.

Under normal circumstances, Feng Jinghua might not be able to defeat four hands with one punch, but now it is different.

She has powerful weapons in her hands, which these killers don't have.

The glider she wears also acts as a piece of armor, and the killers rely on the primitive weapons in their hands, making it difficult to hurt her.

With only a long-handled scythe, she drove the killers off the cliff.

It didn't take long for the hill to be either just a corpse or just her.

She stood on the top of the mountain with a scythe in her hand, smiling at the "birdman" killers on the other side of the valley.

She was dressed in a black suit, covered her face and head, a few locks of flowing bangs were exposed under her headscarf, and her eyes were shining, proudly like a god of war descending from the sky, looking down on ordinary people in this world.

She is so beautiful and powerful, she can't be spoken.

Although the people on the ground could not see such beauty, however, her arrogance and demeanor standing between heaven and earth were enough for them to forget for a lifetime.

On the other side of the mountain, dozens of "birdmen" looked at her angrily and did not move.

What can they do?

The wind was so strong that they simply couldn't control the glider with such a strong wind.

They could continue to glide and continue to smash things downward, but the direction of the wind would send them in front of Feng Jinghua, who only needed to aim the tip of his knife at them and kill them without much effort.

They weren't afraid of death, however, they weren't sure that they would be able to kill Prince Yuki below with just one flight.

Because, the enemy has regained his composure and fighting spirit.

The appearance of Feng Jinghua gave Qiu Guhan and others great hope, no, it should be said that it reversed the tide of the battle.

"Boss, what should I do?" One of the killers asked in a low voice.

The killer leader gritted his teeth: "Up-"

These gliders have cost a lot of manpower, material and financial resources, and they are the elite of the killer battalion of the Military Aircraft Department, the emperor has placed very high expectations on them, and even believes that they will succeed this time, how can they show weakness and retreat at such a juncture?

They still have a chance!

The number of people is their chance of victory!

Facing difficulties is the true character of a hero!

The killers received the order, no longer hesitated, and moved their hands and feet one after another, ready to attack.

Lian Heng and the others noticed their actions and ordered: "If they fly together, you will run, try your best to run the curve, so that they can't aim!" Leave the shield and the corpse to those who can't escape! This is the last time, hold on—"

Strong winds mean that these "birdmen" are flying fast, and when a person moves fast, their stability and hit rate will be reduced, and as long as they run curves on the ground and run faster, the likelihood of being hit will be greatly reduced.

"Also, take off your clothes, wrap your head, and protect your eyes—"

In the time that they were able to breathe just now, Lian Heng and the others had already washed their eyes with the water in the water bladder, and everyone's eyes were almost restored at this moment.

The final battle kicked off like this.

However, the "birdmen" had just taken off when tragedy struck again.

- The direction of the wind has changed again.

They were supposed to go against the wind, but now they are going against the wind.

This means that the damn woman can fly over and attack them again.

"Turn around, go back—" The killer leader gritted his teeth and ordered as he shifted direction.

When the wind is turning, the wind force and speed are greatly reduced, and they can better maneuver the glider, including steering.

Feng Jinghua did not miss this opportunity.

She raised her wings again and flew towards the opposite side, her bow and arrow flashing in her hand.

"She's coming—" One of the killers screamed.

"Let's go-" The leader of the killers, knowing that the tide was turning, gave the order and added, "Stop the mission, get out of here-"

There is no way, luck has turned to the goal.

Just like gambling, once a gambler who was originally lucky has bad luck, no matter how much he gambles, he will not be able to turn over again.

They had to go - fly with the wind and escape.

Feng Jinghua only had time to kill a few people.

She watched those killers flee with regret, slowly retracted her wings, and landed slowly, her body was light and elegant, like a phoenix flying from the sky and landing in front of the world.

After standing firmly, she calmly adjusted the glider on her body, put it away, walked over, and greeted everyone with a smile: "Are you okay?" ”

She hadn't taken off her headscarf and veil, but she knew that these people must have recognized her for a long time.

She thinks that her body shape and demeanor are very recognizable—there is no delicate and graceful of ordinary women, only the heroism and arrogance of men, and they are so familiar with her that it is strange that they do not recognize her.