Under the moonlit night, the white head and the black head were fighting fiercely.

Sharp white sword qi and hard black feathers scattered in all directions.

There were deep ravines left on the ground, and the hard stones were inevitably shattered, leaving behind countless gravel residues.

There were several sword marks on the body of the Black Feather Demon Eagle, and the original black and bright feathers had also become a little dull.

There are even shallow blood stains in some places.

Even with its powerful demonic beast physique, it still couldn't stop the attack of Jing Luofeng, a master of the Spirit Venerable Realm.

On the other hand, looking at the scenery and falling wind, except for the clothes that are a little messy, I can't see any decline, and between the movement of the body, it is better than a leisurely stroll.

"The mutant demonic beast Black Feather Demon Eagle in the middle of the Spirit Sect Realm? It seemed that he had already felt that Huang Zhong and the others were in control, and while casually dissolving the attack of the Black Feather Demon Eagle, he looked at the behemoth in front of him.

"Give you a chance, how about following me?" Jing Luofeng looked at the strong Black Feather Demon Eagle and suddenly spoke.

There is a flying demonic beast in the middle of the Spirit Sect Realm as a pet, and it feels like it's not bad.

In Jing Luofeng's opinion, this is already its best choice, he doesn't believe that the always ferocious Warcraft will give up his life for humans.

Warcraft hates humans, just as humans despise Warcraft, and this thinking is deeply ingrained and cannot be eliminated.

It's just that to his surprise, the Black Feather Demon Eagle didn't even say a word, and even didn't even give a look, and still kept attacking.

"Stubborn!" Jing Luofeng's face quickly became gloomy.

Don't blame me for being ruthless!

Jing Luofeng's momentum suddenly mentioned, and the unique coercion of the Spirit Venerable Realm master surged out, rushing towards the Black Feather Demon Eagle.

The movements of the Black Feather Demon Eagle froze slightly, and the long sword in Jing Luofeng's hand turned into a round sword gang and stabbed in its direction, obviously, he didn't plan to keep his hand anymore.

The black feather demon eagle's bronze bell-sized eyes froze, and a pair of giant wings flapped violently, and several black feathers stabbed towards the sword gang.

The round sword shook back those feathers like a broken bamboo, and soon rushed in front of the Black Feather Demon Eagle.

"Wow!"

The Black Feather Demon Eagle hissed, and on top of its sharp claws, spiritual power surged wildly, stabbing fiercely at the sword gang.

"Whoa!"

A pair of sharp claws pierced the sword gang heavily, and just as it wanted to shatter it completely with one blow, it was a little horrified to find that in the sword gang, there was a hidden spiritual power, which was sucking its claws and preventing it from breaking away.

"Your claws, I'll take them first!" a voice with a cold tone sounded in the ears of the Black Feather Demon Eagle.

Immediately, before the Black Feather Demon Eagle could turn its head, a sword with a terrifying aura struck at its claws without hesitation.

The Black Feather Demon Eagle did not hesitate, and the giant wings pressed down directly, blocking in front of the sword.

"Click!"

A flash of blood appeared, and a warm liquid poured out in all directions.

Jing Luofeng landed gently, the long sword in his hand was raised obliquely, the sword body was as smooth as a mirror, and on the tip of the sword, a drop of bright red liquid, along the sharp arc, slowly dripped on the rock on the ground, blooming a gorgeous blood-colored flower.

The figure of the Black Feather Demon Eagle retreated a few meters away, and on the left wing, there was a deep sword mark, the feather was broken, and the wound was oozing bright red liquid.

It glanced down at the wound above the left flank, its face calm, not discouraged by the scar.

Jing Luofeng looked at the black shadow standing in the distance, and even saw the wound on its left wing, and couldn't help but show a mocking smile on his face.

"I can give you another chance, as long as you are willing to submit to me, and I will not kill you as my mount. ”

The Black Feather Demon Eagle turned a deaf ear, still silently, just silently used spiritual power to stop the injury above the left wing, and walked in the direction of Jingluofeng without hurrying, just like the murderous aura before.

"Evil beast, since you are bent on looking for death, then no wonder I don't give you this chance!" Looking at the Black Feather Demon Eagle who didn't say a word, Jing Luofeng's remaining patience was also exhausted, the smile on his face disappeared little by little, and the long sword in his hand was cold and murderous.

It's just that before a man and a beast began to collide, a figure appeared in the field at this time.

Looking at the suddenly appearing figure, Jing Luofeng was obviously stunned for a moment, and then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although he didn't know what the reason for this guy to enter the battlefield at this time, but for him, it didn't matter, even if they joined forces, it was just destined to be a result that had been decided from the beginning.

Only death.

"Got it figured?"

The Black Feather Demon Eagle looked at the figure of the gray-clothed young man, looked at him expressionlessly and asked.

"I've thought about it. The young man raised his head and smiled at the Black Feather Demon Eagle, "Little Black, do you regret it?"

"I don't know how to write either word. The Black Feather Demon Eagle said lightly.

The corners of Huang Zhong's mouth curled slightly.

"Thank you. He said softly.

I don't know how to write these two words. The Black Feather Demon Eagle still said nonchalantly.

"It's a word. Huang Zhong said with a smile.

"Is there a difference?" the Black Feather Demon Eagle frowned.

"Nope. Huang Zhong shook his head with a smile, for it, there really was no difference.

"Have you finished saying your last words, let's go together when you're done, just to give your master and servant a ride, so as not to be lonely and lonely on the Huangquan Road. The Jingluofeng long sword shook off slightly, and a wisp of sword qi shot out, shaking the rock underground into powder.

"It doesn't matter if you understand people or not. Huang Zhong looked at Jing Luofeng seriously.

"One last thing to correct you, it's my brother. He pointed to the Black Feather Demon Eagle on the side.

"Then you will die with your brother!"

Jing Luofeng sneered, and the murderous aura on his body was even worse.

"Even if you want to die, you must drag your old dog on the road with you. Huang Zhong looked at the approaching Senbai sword light and muttered to himself.

"Are you ready?" asked Huang Zhong without looking back.

"Let's do it. The voice of the Black Feather Demon Eagle rang out.

"Then let's get started!" a resolute look flashed in Huang Zhong's eyes.

He slammed the sheepskin scroll in his hand into the air, and with a slap of his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out and splattered on the sheepskin scroll.

At the same time, the left wing of the Black Feather Demon Eagle shook, and a blood arrow shot out, splashing on the scroll almost at the same time as Huang Zhong's essence blood.

"What is it?!" Jing Luofeng, who was holding a long sword, saw that Huang Zhong suddenly threw up something, and his eyes subconsciously looked in that direction, but he could only vaguely identify that it was a sheepskin scroll.

Then he saw that the guy and the mutated demonic beast all spewed their own essence blood on the scroll.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Although he didn't know what this little beast was doing, it would definitely not be a good thing!

He must be stopped!

As soon as he thought of this, the movements under his feet couldn't help but speed up again, and the long sword in his hand was even more cold and shining, ready to take down that great head with one sword!