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"Kira Wai la chirp." Seven harpies flew over the gorge wall, not knowing what they were talking about. This kind of bird language can't be understood by Fuhang.

But it doesn't matter, these birdmen have long been eyeing the human mages standing in the canyon. It's been a long time since these harpies have seen such delicious food.

After a hiss, the harpies swooped down. They have divided their goals one by one, some of them grab Fuhang's eyes, heads, ears, and even their buttocks. Fuhang has already been prepared, and without further ado, one sheep transformation technique will be fixed first.

The harpy who rushed to the front was inexplicably turned into a pigeon. It was also the first time that Fuhang had used the sheep transformation technique in actual combat, and the five-minute cooling CD made Fuhang's heart cool again.

Although, there was an eagle man, turned into a dove. But their kind had no intention of protecting him, and continued to swoop towards Fuhang. In the eyes of these harpies, food is the most important thing.

Fu Hang was very calm, he first jumped, took off into the air, first cut the pigeon, and then made another plan. Then Fu Hang took a big step back. This step is extremely necessary.

It was impossible for the Harpy to change its orbit at will during the dive, and Fu Hang took a step back, just avoiding the Harpy's predetermined target.

Dealing with such brainless monsters, Fuhang still seems to be more or less at ease.

Sure enough, the harpies swooped down, and when they saw that they were in the air, they hurriedly landed. Jumping a few times on the ground, the sharp grippers gripped the ground tightly, trying to keep their balance.

Fuhang had long expected such a situation, and he smiled slyly: Take advantage of your illness to kill you.

Fuhang, who has no fighting skills, can only rely on the slashing skills mastered by his body to fight with the Hippogriff, and it has been proved that Fuhang's slashing is still very effective. A hawker whose body was shaking was cut off by Fu Hang, blood red blood splattered, and Fu Hang hurriedly took a step back to avoid the blood stains.

Loving cleanliness when fighting is definitely a wrong choice. Tightly dodging this one, the harpy, who had stabilized his body, jumped behind Fu Hang and gave him a heavy claw blow.

112 damage. The system in Fuhang's mind gave Fuhang a warning. Fu Hang's current attributes are still very weak, and he is only level three now. The main attribute is stamina: 50; Intelligence 45. In other words, Fuhang is now only a level 3 mage with 500 health and 675 mana. 112 damage, which is enough to make Fuhang lose one-fifth of his health.

However, Fuhang is not without a chance, he also has a legendary artifact, the Ember Bringer. This weapon increases damage as the level of the Voyage increases, and the Ember Bringer now has 120-150 damage.

These Harpies are nothing more than second-order magical beasts, with a maximum of 130 HP. In other words, if Fuhang can avoid the attack of the harpy, he can kill these harpy people one by one.

Fuhang is still a little passive, and with a claw blow in this world, the pain is completely existent. It's a real world after all, not a simple game of numbers. Fuhang gritted his teeth, beads of sweat the size of beans oozing from his forehead. Fuhang calmly looked at the harpy, looking for the next chance to kill with one blow.

Sylvanas had been staring at Fuhang seriously, she had thought that Fuhang had been defeated, and shouted and said, "Queen, come and save me." Now it was different, Sylvanas was also moved, Fu Hang was enduring the sharp pain in his back, and his eyes were resolutely staring at the harpy in front of him, like a calm and experienced hunter.

There are also five eagles, and Fuhang is also thinking about countermeasures. How to keep yourself from being harmed, and you can do your best to solve these eagle beasts. The jumping ability and running speed of these harpies are beyond the reach of Fuhang, but Fuhang still thinks of a way to deal with these harpy orcs.

That is hand-to-hand combat, using absolute force to deal with these five Harpies. This is the best way at this stage, if they are allowed to spread out their positions and attack around Fuhang. There is no doubt that Fuhang has become their food in the blink of an eye, and it is difficult to beat four hands with two fists, and the eyes do not look in all directions, this is the truth.

Fight, Fuhang brandished the Ember Messenger and rushed into the ranks of the Harpys like bandits. The power exuded by the Ember Messenger should not be underestimated. These second-order demonic beasts all felt the terrifying aura emitted by the Ash Emissary, and none of them dared to guarantee that they would be able to use their bodies to take the attack of the Ash Emissary.

These harpies looked like rat bogeys under the chopping of Fuhang. Avoiding Fuhang's attacks, Fuhang also felt the effect of his changes, and all he had to do now was to deal with the Harpies before he could wield the Immovable Ember Messenger himself.

Suddenly, the flaw came, and the harpy man jolted all the time, and without standing firm on his heels, Fu Hang was already aware of it, and the whistling ash messenger fell heavily on the back of the invisible man. The eagle man left only a cry of pain and slowly fell.

"There are four more", Fuhang did not dare to relax his spirit. Remind yourself and say.

The four harpies looked at each other, as if communicating something. They changed their minds about the humanity in front of them, he was not an adventurer without strength, on the contrary, his existence was a threat to their lives, as evidenced by the corpses of his compatriots lying on the ground.

Only by cooperating can the prey in front of you be tamed.

Perhaps these harpies hadn't cooperated in the face of the enemy for too long, and now their cooperation was extremely clumsy. If you want to get rid of Fuhang's chopping, you can't escape as much as possible. Fu Hang gasped, and he also understood that these harpies wanted to cooperate against him. Fuhang knew his chance had come.

The four eagles tried their best to get out of Fuhang's chopping, but Fuhang wouldn't have a chance for them. This is a game of life and death, and if Fuhang lets go, then this is not the case.

These harpies all wanted to be the first to break away from Fuhang's chopping, and the contradiction was revealed. Who is going to get out of the human attack first? Obviously, all four of them wanted each other to go out before they did.

Gradually, the footsteps of the four eagle-bodyed people were a little flustered, Fu Hang calmed down, and tightly grasped the ash messenger, and a killing intent sprayed out of Fu Hang's eyes.

Here's your chance. Fu Hang temporarily slowed down the strength of his attack, and the four harpys were almost identical and detached, and as a result, countless flaws were exposed. Almost all of these harpies turned their backs towards Fuhang and fled, and the Ash Messenger with murderous intent seemed to have a soul in Fu Hang's hands, and at this moment, the Ash Messenger was the god of death for these Harpys!