Chapter Twenty-Eight: Gold Medal Hunter

"Hmph, Pingxia, you, a gold medal hunter, have killed our compatriots for so many years, what qualifications do you have to point fingers? You are not qualified enough!" Aojin sneered, and the huge pale golden wings danced with the wind, and dozens of huge pale golden feathers suddenly flew out, filling half of the sky.

"Apprentice, once the strength reaches the Sky Warrior, you can fly in the sky, that's a big hurdle! Although Pingxia's strength is strong, he has reached the peak of five stars, but he is not the top, it is estimated that he can't stop so many feathers, let's act when we have the opportunity later!" the old man said.

"Okay!" Du Fan replied, "This is cutting-edge strength, you can look down on the common people, and if you have strength, you have the right to speak." ”

At this time, when Pingxia saw this, the big thing was not good, so he hurriedly shouted, "disperse", and the sound of waves swept the entire backstreet, and in an instant, everyone was able to act. Especially the middle-aged man who ran away immediately, not caring about the injuries on his body.

"I still want to run, no way!" said the golden sable patriarch Aojin, and the feathers in the sky shot straight away in an instant, like meteorites with golden firelight, and they looked as beautiful as fireworks from a distance.

"Er dare?" Pingxia was furious, there were so many people on the ground, and if there was a slight mistake, there would be a lot of life here, like hell on earth.

And as a gold medal hunter, in addition to hunting, he also has a responsibility to protect the human race, so their status is beyond ordinary people. Everywhere they go, people will raise flags to welcome, after all, this continent is still very unsafe, monsters are everywhere, from time to time to invade villages, burn and loot, although the two sides have reached an agreement at the top of the level, focusing on peaceful coexistence, but the implementation of the subordinates will change, if there is no big mistake, both sides are earning a blind eye.

Pingxia didn't talk nonsense, his right hand pointed to the war knife inserted in the ground in the distance, buzzing, the war knife flew up instantly, Ping Xia flew straight to the ground, picked up the war knife, and a god of war looked at the world and burst out.

"Aojin, the last battle was not over, this time we will have a good fight!" Pingxia roared, the surging battle qi slanted out, and was sucked by the big knife in his hand, in an instant, the big knife trembled violently as if it had hit chicken blood, quickly became larger, and became more than five times larger, the brown blade was mixed with a trace of blood, and the blood was moving rapidly, which was terrifying.

"Damn, the knife can still get bigger!" Du Fan was stunned for a while, in his cognition, the natal battle knife only evolved, and it was the first time he had seen it become so big.

"Hehe, stinky boy, it's unheard of, this knife is extraordinary, it has been strengthened twice, and the success rate of the second strengthening is only ten percent, it's rare! The first time to strengthen the strength of the knife itself, and the second strength can give an attribute, there is an offensive type, there is a defensive type, etc., it seems that the attribute of this war knife should be to strengthen the defense!"

Du Fan nodded thoughtfully.

Pingxia held this battle knife magnified several times, stood in the air, stared at the golden feathers that were speeding over, and said angrily: "Absolute defense!"

In the terrifying eyes of everyone on the ground, Pingxia's war knife came out of his hand, suspended in front of his eyes, and his thick right arm spun violently in the air, forming a circle, exuding a terrifying aura, not so much a whirlpool, but a turning space.

In an instant, the suspended war knife was rotating with the steering space in front of him, the speed was getting faster and faster, and the range was getting larger and larger, forming an extremely sharp protective cover, and suddenly lightning flashed and thundered, and a bucket-sized thunderbolt hit the cover directly, and it was instantly shattered.

The people on the ground were in an uproar, secretly marveling at the amazing strength of Pingxia, especially the weapons, which were even more domineering.

In the sky, I only saw many feathers shooting towards the protective cover like sharp swords, making a "clanging clanging" sound like a metal collision, resounding throughout the backstreet. Many of the feathers were wiped out in the collision, and some of the feathers were flown away by the sword, losing their brilliance.

"Hey, this weapon is interesting, it wasn't so awesome last time, but the result is the same, Pingxia, you can't stop me!"

The huge head of the Golden Sable Patriarch Ao Jin shook suddenly, and a white feather several inches long flew out, suspended in the air, emitting a dazzling white light, like a bright moon illuminating the world, but at this time, this feather seemed to be about to bring a devastating blow to the human race.

The feathers look ordinary, but if you look closely, you will find that the feathers are covered with twisted lines, mixed with a little blood, and from head to tail exude the smell of an ancient fierce beast, the kind of earth-destroying aura.

"Aojin, are you crazy? This is a natal blood feather, there are only a limited number of them in a lifetime, and one is missing!" Pingxia looked at it from afar and said in shock.

"Fool my child, you have to die!" Aojin said frantically, his whole body trembled, dozens of ordinary feathers were densely covered in the sky like wasps, and the natal blood feathers in front rushed straight down like kings, and dozens of ordinary feathers in the back followed one after another.

Pingxia quickly came back to his senses, looking at the overwhelming attack, his eyes flashed with an astonishing light, and his battle intent was suddenly ignited to the extreme, and he shouted: "Come on, look at your feathers, or my knife is strong enough!"

After that, Ping Xia pointed with his left hand, and an undercurrent shot directly at the top of the battle knife, and suddenly the speed of the war knife's rotation suddenly accelerated, and the light mask formed by the war knife became more full and full from a distance.

With a bang, the natal blood feather first hit the top of the light mask, causing ripples, and then the feathers in the sky shot straight one after another, "Zheng Zheng Zheng" sounded directly, or a knife flew away, or directly shattered, it seemed that the attack power of this ordinary feather was not enough, but it was more than enough, and it didn't take long for the speed of the war knife to gradually weaken.

Seeing this, Pingxia was just about to increase the output, the natal blood feather seemed to be waiting for this opportunity, and rushed straight over with a "chirp", hitting the top of the light mask, the power was fierce, the speed was so fast, it was indescribable, and suddenly the light mask cracked a small hole, and the natal blood feather went straight through, but after all, a lot of power was consumed before, and the power was weakened, but it still flew towards the middle-aged strong man like a shuttle.

When Pingxia lifted the immobilization technique, the middle-aged man ran all the way, and he didn't turn his head, he knew that if he didn't run now, he might not have a chance to run later, and at this moment he was in front of everyone, panting when he ran, and his right arm was empty, and there was still blood.

"His grandmother's, I hope Pingxia can resist for a while, and it's best to kill that big bird!" The middle-aged strong man didn't forget to curse for a while when he ran away.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura quickly rushed over from a distance, and before the strong man looked back, he was already in the back vest, and the strong man suddenly exploded, and his bones were gone.

This middle-aged strong man didn't understand until he died, why Pingxia came, the savior came, and he still couldn't escape death. What he didn't realize was that once you crossed the bottom line of others, even if you fled to the ends of the earth, others would still pull you out and try all their means to kill you!

"Is it finally dead?" muttered the golden sable in the sky, he is very fond of his child, even if he is wronged, he will seek justice, and this time he almost can't see his child, the consequences can be imagined, how serious! Perhaps death is the most direct and refreshing punishment for the middle-aged strong man!

The sinner was dead, and Aojin restrained his breath and stopped attacking. As the patriarch of the Golden Sable Sparrow, if he indiscriminately kills unarmed people, it will inevitably cause strong revenge from the human race, and even a higher-level competition, so he will never dare.

Seeing this, Pingxia found that Aojin had no intention of fighting again, so he shouted "Close", and the extremely huge war knife just now instantly returned to its original appearance, and sighed secretly: "After all, this big bird is slightly better, if there is no super superb big knife, it is estimated that it will be suspended!"

Although he thought of it this way in his heart, the words he said had changed, he was a gold medal hunter, how could he easily admit defeat! So he shouted at Aojin: "Big Bird, your blood feathers are nothing more than that, if my big knife hadn't been smashed by those messy feathers of yours, how could it be so easy for you to break my 'absolute defense'!"

Aojin snorted coldly, ignoring Pingxia in the distance, as if treating him as air, and the angry Pingxia jumped like thunder!

"Father, there is another person, oh, the elder brother of those two siblings!" The young man of the Golden Sable Bird Clan pointed to Du Fan's location and said.

At this time, Du Fan sneezed violently, gouged his ears, and said with a cute face: "Which unconscious person is thinking about me again!