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In the sound of breaking the air, mixed with the scream of sharp weapons rubbing the air, and it intensified, from flapping wings to sweeping, in a short period of time, from faint to sharp and piercing, and there were transparent wind blades with a destructive aura around the meat wings.

Wind ability!

Zhang Xiaotian's complexion changed, he didn't dare to slack off, his whole body was surging, the mist suddenly became thicker, and the figure of the winged mouse could no longer be seen.

Then, a touch of deep blue rose from the sword light, and the light flashed, and by turning around and sleek, the wings of the mighty wind blade could not be solidified, but were deflected, and the sharp blade in the sky screamed and rushed out of the white mist, raging in the distance, along the way, the branches broke and the trees were broken, and a small forest was completely destroyed.

The winged rat struck to no avail, and suddenly flapped its wings and flew up, and in an instant, it broke through the densely intertwined white clouds above the sky, and disappeared into the layers of shadows.

But what it didn't expect was that the sword qi white mist around it was also rising with it, no matter how high it flew, it couldn't get rid of the white mist.

Zhang Xiaotian squinted his eyes and looked up, looking at the white mist in the depths of the stacked white clouds, and his expression became more and more solemn.

Through the clouds and mist generated by the misty sword technique, he could clearly sense the movement in between, and the momentum of the winged rat was constantly rising, as if it contained some kind of powerful attack.

Zhang Xiaotian felt a little headache and was extremely excited, every time he encountered a powerful enemy, he would always involuntarily flood with this contradictory emotion.

……

These battles between Zhang Xiaotian and the winged rat took place between lightning and flint, and Meilanda and Wangcai in the first heaven space did not even walk out of the distance of ten meters.

Wangcai continued to talk about the various miracles of this winged mouse, "...... That's right, the winged rat's wind blade needs to rely on the power of a falling blow, and the farther the blow, the more powerful the number of wind blades. If it flies into the Nine Heavens and strikes in the air with the help of its falling momentum, the power generated by it will be difficult for a creature one level higher than its realm to resist......"

"What kind of rat is this, so powerful?"

Meilanda listened to Wangcai's narration, showing a suspicious look, Wangcai shrugged his dog nose and saw that his master didn't seem to believe it, and beat his chest vigorously and swore an oath: "What I said is absolutely true, my grandfather once strayed into the sixth heaven back then, and encountered this winged mouse, and he finally escaped alive at that time." ”

……

Listening to the words coming from ahead, Zhang Xiaotian was a little surprised, with a blow just now, this big mouse was not able to use all his strength?

Now that the winged rat had clearly put away its contempt, it was about to come up with its signature trick - to fall from a high altitude.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaotian's body method suddenly unfolded, wrapped a thin layer of source power on the surface of his feet, and directly slid up in the woods with the pace of changing shapes, and the sand and gravel all over the ground could not hinder his movements, as if he was stepping on not sand but on ice.

Zhang Xiaotian's movements are irregular, often changing direction halfway, and making feints with subtle changes in his shoulders and legs, which is impossible to predict at all.

"Hehe, see how you big rat locks me?" Zhang Xiaotian smiled brightly at the sky.

A large area of void above his head began to shake violently, and there was a sense of distortion, Zhang Xiaotian's keen five senses could not judge the direction of the opponent's attack, obviously this winged rat was not low in intelligence.

However, we don't rely on our five senses!

Although the misty sword qi generated by the misty sword technique could not help this winged mouse, it wrapped it in it, making its body shape change faster, and it could not escape Zhang Xiaotian's mental induction.

"It's coming!"

Zhang Xiaotian, who was looking up, shrank his gaze, and suddenly took a step in a side direction, and the huge wind pressure descended, and his steps began to be a little disordered, and at the same time, the void twisted and vibrated more violently, interfering with Zhang Xiaotian's sight and ears.

He took a deep breath, raised his left hand, and several sword qi popped out from between his fingers, and at the same time, his right hand was raised high, showing the momentum of raising fire and burning the plain.

At this time, the air within a radius of 100 meters above Zhang Xiaotian's head suddenly exploded completely, the violent wind pressure suddenly descended, and the terrible screams sounded in all directions, making people not know where to dodge.

Zhang Xiaotian raised his head sharply, only to see that in the clear sky revealed in the center of the chaotic airflow, the airflow rippled in all directions, and a black shadow quickly fell bigger and bigger.

The situation seemed to be getting more and more critical, Zhang Xiaotian was even more calm, only to see that he indifferently controlled the sword qi that popped out of his left hand to meet the sky, while the thousand machine changes in his right hand kept vibrating, sending out invisible feminine sword silks.

The flexible sword wire turned into an invisible net, entangling the body of the winged rat that rushed down layer by layer, but the speed of its fall was too fast, accumulating a huge amount of kinetic energy, and tearing the sword wire web apart.

Zhang Xiaotian sneered!

The vibration speed of the Thousand Machines became faster and faster, and countless feminine sword filaments intertwined, forming layer after layer of large nets, tearing one to generate another, and tearing one to generate another...... It's endless.

Of course, this is just an illusion, as long as the external force exceeds the tolerance range of this sword momentum, all the net of feminine sword silk will naturally break apart in an instant, and it will never be able to reunite.

But the winged rat, despite its strength, has not yet reached this level.

As a result, under this endless entanglement, the fall speed of the winged rat was slightly reduced, and the momentum seemed less violent.

Before Zhang Xiaotian could be happy, he saw the winged rat open its mouth and scream, and the wind wrapped around its wings stretched and expanded, forming a pair of huge wings ten times the size of its body, and then like a three-year-old child wielding a sledgehammer, the wings composed of the wind were raised high and waved down fiercely.

Thorn~!

A piercing cracking sound sounded, two black openings cracked in the sky, and all the sword silk nets were instantly split, and Zhang Xiaotian's body strode back after a violent shock, while the winged rat accelerated again.

A dark blue thunderball took shape in its gaping mouth.

“…… The most powerful thing about this winged rat is not its wind blade, but its lightning attack, and my grandfather almost died under the thunderball of the winged tiger......"

Wangcai's voice was still coming intermittently, and Zhang Xiaotian's eyes narrowed into a slit.

Meranda felt a flustered heart for no apparent reason, and she pressed her hand to her chest, feeling the pounding heartbeat...... This whim?

The worry about Zhang Xiaotian in my heart has intensified!

Zhang Xiaotian retreated, staring intently at the thunderball in the mouth of the winged rat, seeing that this big mouse broke through the barrier of the sword net and rushed over, the inner source power of the dantian rushed out frantically, and the thousand machines in his hand changed into seven-colored iridescent, and the brilliance flowed.

The body of the winged rat slowly grew larger in his eyes, enveloping the power of heaven and earth, fierce and domineering, which also made its originally flexible and fast body seem a little stagnant, no longer so unpredictable.

"This is the time."

"Slash!"

Zhang Xiaotian's eyes flashed with coldness, he shouted, and with his right hand, he held the Thousand Machines that had accumulated to the extreme, and suddenly waved it out.

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