You are the Birdman, and the people of your entire Kunpeng District are Birdmen! - Mu Chunfeng obviously minded being called a birdman. In particular, the other party also used his "bird" to tease him, which made him very angry.

Anger is actually a very interesting emotion. It can help a person make a judgment in a split second, and it doesn't need to be screened to put that judgment into action. Even if this person who acted out of anger was still thinking about another thing a moment ago.

Mu Chunfeng is like this, his anger has made him completely lose his mind, so much so that he has forgotten where he is at the moment. And, these motorcycle riders in front of him were just ridiculing and humiliating him, and they didn't come to trouble him at all.

As soon as he sat down, the Xuanniao retracted its wings, and like a black lightning, it quickly swooped down to the place where he was standing with a blood drink.

Drinking blood is worthy of the head of these motorcyclists, and they adjusted the operation very flexibly, and when they sat down, the motorcycle immediately emitted a sound similar to the neighing of a beast, and even the people and the car flashed to the side.

Xuanniao swooped in with a blow, Mu Chunfeng handsomely tapped Xuanniao's back with the tip of his right foot, and the whole person popped out in the direction away from drinking blood. Looking at the Xuanniao again, it forcibly stopped its downward trend, and at the moment when it was about to touch the ground, it chased towards drinking blood.

The name of the Xuanniao has a bird character in it, just to show its identity as a sacred bird. As a mythical-level mount, the Xuanniao deserves the word behemoth when it comes into close contact with any human race.

The Xuanniao that walked close to the ground, relying on its huge size, completely blocked any escape route for drinking blood. In order to protect himself, he could only abandon his cherished motorcycle and quickly jumped into the air.

Boom~~~

An explosion came, and it turned out that the quality of the motorcycle that was drinking blood was not good, and it exploded directly when it was rushed by the Xuanniao. The blood drinker, who had already jumped into the air, was swept away by the shock wave of the explosion, and passively rushed towards the higher sky.

Mu Chunfeng saw that the blood drink was blown up, so he greeted the Xuanniao, stepped on the Xuanniao's back again, and chased towards the blood.

At this time, it was exposed that the blood-drinking group suffered losses on the mounts, none of them had flying mounts, and they could only watch the blood-drinking being blown away, without any effective rescue methods.

The slightly more clever ones at most only took out their long-range attack weapons and launched an attack similar to a "spiritual energy egg" at Mu Chunfeng.

Regardless of whether or not this kind of attack is classified as an aura egg in the Kunpeng area, at least, the lethality they can cause is actually no different from that of an aura egg. With this level of attack, Mu Chunfeng didn't need to make a move at all, and Xuanniao took the initiative to prop up a layer of water curtain, and blocked all the attacks outside the enchantment.

Mu Chunfeng caught up with the blood, the ghost butcher knife in his hand suddenly came out of the sheath, and the wind-breaking knife technique was played to a new realm by him, slashing towards the opponent's body.

Injured and painful drinking blood, he finally regained consciousness. He hurriedly took out a dagger, and parried the attack of the Ghost Butcher Knife more than nothing.

Not to mention how fierce and exquisite Mu Chunfeng's Wind Breaking Knife technique is, just comparing the size of the Ghost Butcher Knife and the dagger in the hand of Drinking Blood, no one will think that Drinking Blood can get any bargain in this battle.

Not to mention, between Mu Chunfeng and drinking blood, there is still a "stagnant" ability. Without the mount's blood, as long as he starts to fall to the ground, it means that he is about to lose any room for resistance.

gradually gained the upper hand, and Mu Chunfeng's mood gradually returned to calm. Mu Chunfeng, who calmed down, was actually not as decisive as he was just now. Even, there is a little bit of a teasing habitual death.

Seeing that he was about to take down the blood drink, Mu Chunfeng suddenly put the knife back into the sheath, and let the Xuanniao rush forward to catch the falling blood drink.

Drinking blood, who originally thought he was about to fall to death, fell on the head of the bird in shock. Before he could speak, he was lifted by Mu Chunfeng with his right foot and kicked down.

Mu Chunfeng took a step forward, just stepped on the mouth of his blood-drinking heart, and asked condescendingly: "This is your uncle's big bird, how is it, amazing, right?" ”

Even if everyone who saw this scene understood that Mu Chunfeng was talking about Xuanniao, no one could hide the increasingly thick and strange look on his face.

Perhaps, if you replace drinking blood with any woman, this picture will not be as weird as it is now.

The blood drink that was trampled under Mu Chunfeng's feet was also very awkward at the moment, he was a little overwhelmed, and he didn't know whether he should surrender or not.

If he gave in, he would rely on the half-meat words of the people in front of him, and drink blood to believe that even in the high-ranking knights, he would be laughed at by these subordinates for the rest of his life.

If you don't give in, who knows if this person in front of you, who doesn't look very normal, will say anything more excessive, or even make some more excessive actions.

Thinking of this, the eyes that drank blood suddenly became much firmer. He grabbed Mu Chunfeng's ankles with both hands and said coldly: "None of our knights are of a bad breed. Don't try to insult us in this way, we'd rather die than accept insults! ”

After that, drinking blood didn't give Mu Chunfeng a chance to react, he rubbed his hands vigorously and lifted Mu Chunfeng's feet. Next, the blood drinker rolled down the right side of the top of the bird's head.

Mu Chunfeng didn't expect that drinking blood would kill him. By the time he reacted, the latter had already hit the ground hard.

Looking at the place where the blood fell, Mu Chunfeng opened his mouth, wanting to say something. But a white light that flew up first stopped the words that were not very capable of breaking out.

Fortunately, Bloodthirsty is a player, and his suicide will only deduct the number of deaths once. For players who are born with a five-figure number of deaths, dying in the game is really not a big deal.

Drinking blood died, and Mu Chunfeng no longer wanted these motorcycle riders who were called "our knights" by drinking blood to continue fighting. He patted Xuanniao's head lightly and flew back in the direction of Sun City.

At this moment, in Sun City, the confrontation between Zhu Zhu and Kneading is still going on. The two women, who are completely caught in the sense of bargaining kuai, completely leave aside the in-person willow who is standing in the heart of Sun City.

Taking advantage of Mu Chunfeng's return, the second daughter's attention was slightly attracted, and Xiang Liu roared in a depressed voice: "If you can't arrange a room for this seat, don't blame this seat for finding a place by yourself!" ”