"Hehe, bad guy brother, is Xiao Zi flying fast?" Little Purple Eagle said triumphantly, and the crisp children's voice sounded in Chen Feng's mind.

"It's very fast, but if you don't order one, why haven't you seen it grow after eating so many elixirs." Chen Feng smiled bitterly and hung under the claws of the little purple eagle.

"People are still young, and they will definitely be as big as their mothers in the future." Little Purple Eagle Road.

Hurrying forward in the air, the sleeves of his clothes crunched, looking down, the houses shrank rapidly, and finally the entire Luoyang City turned into a small black dot, disappearing and unable to see clearly.

The scorching sun is in the sky, a few white clouds, and a thousand miles of blue sky.

The Iron-winged Vulture, a two-star overlord-level spirit beast, has a huge body, gusts of wind flutter between the flapping of its wings, and the air currents around it surge.

At this moment, the gray-robed old man was sitting on the broad back of the iron-winged vulture, took out a bottle of gold sore medicine from his arms, and poured the powder on the wound on his thigh. In order to break through Chen Feng's sword net blockade, he had to fight to get injured and flee to the back of the iron-winged vulture.

"Hmph, the old man has an iron-winged vulture, and it's ridiculous that you and other juniors still want to hunt down and kill the old man." The gray-robed old man's eyes flickered, in his opinion, as long as he could fly into the air, he would basically be out of danger. The gray-robed old man has this self-confidence, because except for the Heavenly Rank Supreme, who can fly to the sky and the earth, all other martial artists and martial arts sects cannot fly, and at most they can fly on grass and float on water. And the Flying Bird Spirit Beast is extremely difficult to obtain, and there are not many martial artists who can get the Flying Bird Spirit Beast, and there is a certain element of luck, so many powerful martial arts sects may not be able to have a Flying Bird Spirit Beast partner.

The Iron Winged Vulture has always been his pride, it is a supreme bloodline, and its cultivation is a two-star overlord, both in terms of strength and speed, it is in the forefront of the birds and spirit beasts of the Ancient Martial Continent.

"Junior, even if you have a flying bird spirit beast, can you still be faster than the old man's iron-winged vulture?" The gray-robed old man smiled disdainfully and looked behind him nonchalantly.

However, at this glance, the gray-robed old man's gaze was suddenly terrified, and an old face was sometimes extremely red, sometimes as white as paper, and uncertain.

I saw that five hundred meters behind the iron-winged vulture, a purple eagle was like a lightning bolt and rushed into the distance, and the speed was incredibly fast. Beneath the claws of the purple eaglet hung a young man in white. This white-clothed young man was holding the claws of the purple eagle in his left hand and the Fire Cloud Sword in his right hand, and it was none other than Chen Feng.

"Old horseman, don't want to escape!" Chen Feng's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he picked up the divine skill "One Yang Finger", injected his finger into the Fire Cloud Sword, and shook his finger forward.

"Whew!"

A crimson ray burst out from the tip of the sword, like substance, extremely powerful, and shot forward with a trace of heat.

The gray-robed old man's face changed wildly, and he hurriedly waved his palm to block the crimson light.

"Boom!"

There was a resonance of gold and iron, sparks splashed everywhere, and the crimson millimeters suddenly exploded.

"Then why is the speed of the purple eaglet so perverted, could it be a king-level spirit beast? Impossible, how rare the king-level spirit beasts are, even the Heavenly Rank Supreme may not be all. The gray-robed old man's face was cloudy.

Under the sun, the small tuft of golden fur on the little purple eagle's forehead shone like a crown, and the speed was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he chased a distance of more than 300 meters.

"Whew!" "Woohoo!"

Chen Feng carried the divine skill "One Yang Finger", and when the long sword waved, a red light burst out to the tip of the sword. Shoot either towards the left wing of the Ironwing Vulture, or towards the right wing and belly of the Ironwing. Each of the fingers beckoned towards the Ironwinged Vulture.

Because the divine skill "One Yang Finger" has not yet been completed, the power is not very strong, and I am afraid that it will not hurt the old man in the gray robe. Therefore, Chen Feng attacked every Yang Finger towards the Ironwing Vulture. That iron-winged vulture is only a two-star overlord-level cultivator, and a yang finger can completely hurt it. As long as the iron-winged vulture is killed, the gray-robed old man will die as well. Falling from a high altitude, the gray-robed old man is afraid that he will become the first earth-level martial sect to be thrown to death in the past hundred years.

"Damn boy!" The gray-robed old man's face changed wildly, obviously guessing Chen Feng's intentions, and hurriedly waved his palm to block the crimson rays.

"Bang!" "Bang bang bang!"

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the power burst and flashed.

The wings of the iron-winged vulture flapped repeatedly, and began to turn up and down, left and right, constantly dodging a yang finger. As a result, the flight speed is greatly reduced.

The purple light flashed, and the little purple eagle had already caught up.

"Death to the old horseman!" Chen Feng let out a loud shout, but swung his sword and slashed at the iron-winged vulture at the feet of the gray-robed old man.

With a single move, the gray-robed old man thought that Chen Feng was going to attack him, but who knew that the Fire Cloud Sword was slashing at the iron-winged vulture under him. couldn't help but be extremely annoyed, and hurriedly slapped his palm at the Fire Cloud Sword, but the speed slowed down a little after all. The sharp blade grazed the wings of the iron-winged vulture and sliced through, leaving a wound that was neither deep nor shallow.

A few drops of blood splattered out, and black feathers fluttered down one after another, flying all over the sky.

"Bell!" "Bang bang bang!"

The two clashed fiercely, their palms flickering, and their sword lights flashing frequently. From time to time, Chen Feng's Fire Cloud Sword beckoned to the Ironwinged Vulture.

"What a despicable boy!" The gray-robed old man was furious and tried his best to resist. He also learned Chen Feng's methods, and waved his iron palm to attack Chen Feng's spirit beast companion.

However, there is no use for eggs.

The little purple eagle has a petite body, and the purple light flashes, and the speed is extremely flexible. easily dodged the iron palm attack of the gray-robed old man, and even sometimes naughtily flapped his purple wings to cover the gray-robed old man's 'slap'.

"Hahaha, old horseman, my little purple is not like the bloated fat bird under your feet. You're looking for sin! Chen Feng sneered again and again, and his swordsmanship was ruthless, and his moves were extremely powerful.

The gray-robed old man was so angry that he was about to vomit blood.

"Yo!"

At this time, a high-pitched birdsong sounded again in the distance, and the eagle struck the sky, and it was the black feather eagle of Chen Yi's evil spirit beast companion who rushed over.

The Black Feather Eagle is also a supreme bloodline, but this Black Feather Eagle has just come of age, and its cultivation is not very strong, only a one-star high-grade cultivation, so its speed is a little slower.

Chen Feng and the gray-robed old man fought fiercely and stagnated in the air. The Black Feather Eagle naturally caught up, carrying two powerful people on the back of the eagle, one majestic and heavy, and the other fierce and bloodthirsty. It was none other than the 'Crazy Lion' Xie Xiong and the 'Blood Sword' Chen Yixie.

"Alliance leader, I'm coming."

The black-feathered eagle turned into a black light and quickly approached.

"Two, this old man is to be held by me, and you two attack his spirit beast iron-winged vulture!" Chen Feng shouted in a deep voice, casting "Dugu Nine Swords", the crimson sword light flashed frequently, intertwined into a sword net, directly enveloping the gray-robed old man.

(The second update arrives, and the third update is being written, and the speed of the code word is slow, estimated at about twelve o'clock.) ）