Chapter 90: Wind Spirit Divine Bow
"The tide has come!"
Nie Feng thought to himself, then turned around and flew to the side, silently staring at Mu Hong, who was dying, struggling under the sharp claws of the Red Eagle, but after a few breaths, this desperate struggle finally gradually subsided, and after a violent spasm, Mu Hong finally stopped breathing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
On the distant and empty mountain road, except for the deciduous and withered grass dancing in the wind, all that remained was the cheerful pecking sound of the red eagle, and its food was naturally the corpse of Mu Hong who died under its claws.
Although Nie Feng was quite unhappy about this, he didn't stop it, he didn't want the second-level fierce beasts he subdued to gradually lose their original sharp minions and become pet-like existences, only by maintaining their original nature was the capital to survive on this continent.
Moreover, Nie Feng didn't have time to collect the corpses of the two enemies in front of him, so when he left, these two corpses would sooner or later become a delicacy in the mouths of other fierce beasts.
"Hoo ......"
Nie Feng unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, when attacking Mu Yang, no matter the time, speed and strength, he was just right, so he didn't put much energy, and when facing Mu Hong, he was almost injured under his fatal raid, but fortunately, he had Chi Ziying as a helper, otherwise he would have completely killed Mu Hong, and he Nie Feng really wouldn't have been able to achieve it.
Slowly approaching the bright silver short sword on the ground, bending down to hold it in the palm of his hand, Xiao Cheng Shen entered the essence of the sword, Nie Feng found that this short sword, which was no more than five inches long, had reached the level of a sword like his first killing sword, which made him unexpected.
"I didn't expect this guy to have such a treasure!"
Since it is a treasure, Nie Feng is not polite, he stretched out his hand and shook it, and put it safely in the jade pendant space, thinking that if he had time to take it out and play with it, maybe it would become one of his talisman treasures.
Turning his head and glancing, he saw the long sword beside Mu Hong, gently lifted it and looked at it carefully, it was a high-grade iron sword of good condition, but Nie Feng waved it with his hand, and the weight seemed to be lighter than the one he used to have.
"It's a little bit less powerful!
Flipping his hand, he put it into the jade pendant space again, and at the same time, Nie Feng's footsteps paced to Mu Yang, who was killed by him earlier, his eyes unconsciously looked at the giant bow behind him, driven by curiosity, the first killing sword in his hand shook, and he picked up the giant bow and held it in his hand.
The size of the giant bow is about the height of an adult, the body is jet black, and it is carved with exquisite golden patterns, and it looks like a thin python climbing on it from afar, the bowstring is made of black gold silk, and the thickness of someone's little finger is thick, even if ordinary people get it, they are afraid that it will be difficult to pull open this giant bow.
"Wind Spirit Bow...... Tsk, what a bow!"
According to his feelings, even if this kind of wind spirit bow is not inferior to the first kill sword in his hand, it may even be more precious, reaching out and holding the bowstring lightly, the sword qi surges and pulls suddenly, and the bow body of the wind spirit bow only trembles slightly, at best, it pulls a third of the full bow.
"Sizzle...... What a lot of power! I don't believe I can't pull you away!"
Nie Feng only used two percent of his strength just now, originally he was just curious to try it, after all, he had never really touched the bow and arrow since he was a child, but what he didn't expect was that the wind spirit bow was only pulled apart by a third, and in his frustration, he had to try it with all his might.
As soon as the dantian competed, the two sword qi rings suddenly swirled, and soon there were sword qi fluctuations within a range of two feet around Nie Feng's body, especially near his arm, this fluctuation was even more violent, and at this moment, Nie Feng almost used eighty percent of his strength.
"Open it for me!"
As soon as the tip of the tongue was put on the tooth chamber, eighty percent of the sword qi surged, and the wind spirit bow finally reached a full state, and the right hand that hooked the bowstring loosened the momentum, only to hear a loud sound.
"Stretch ......"
The aftermath lingered and quickly dissipated, but Nie Feng's eyes were firmly fixed on the distance, where there was a waist-high boulder, and a faint trace was emerging on the boulder at this moment, as if it had been whipped by a long whip, and this whip mark was caused by Nie Feng's wind spirit bow.
"So...... Awesome!"
Nie Feng was so surprised that he almost bit his tongue, and soon, in order to verify this phenomenon, the Wind Spirit Bow was pulled away again, and as the bowstring was released, another faint whip mark appeared on the boulder.
Suddenly, Nie Feng shuddered in surprise.
If his guess is correct, this wind spirit bow has the effect of releasing sword qi, that is to say, even if his current cultivation is only in the realm of a swordsman, but with this wind spirit bow in his hand, he can do what only the realm of a sword master can do, that is, he can form the sword qi he has cultivated into a faint qi blade, release it out, and then injure enemies outside a range of several zhang.
This is really an unexpected joy, no wonder the black arrows emitted by this divine bow will shoot such a long distance, and it is so difficult to resist, anyone who has this divine bow, as long as it can be pulled away, will become a great help to this person, even if he Nie Feng is no exception. Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and shook it, and the wind spirit bow was quietly placed in the jade pendant space by him, and he almost had an intuition that this wind spirit bow might be in a certain place in the future, and it would show its majesty.
After a few slow steps, Nie Feng groped in Mu Yang's pocket for a long time, except for some scattered silver and some ordinary healing medicines, there was nothing else, which made Nie Feng feel disappointed for a long time, of course, a wind spirit bow was enough to be worth a hundred taels of gold, and his mood gradually improved when he thought of this.
As for Mu Hong, his body had already been messed up by the Red Eagle, and Nie Feng was not that interested in checking it again.
Finally, when leaving, Nie Feng ransacked the two horses not far away, and a few of them also made Nie Feng unhappy, five black arrows about three feet long, and two burdens, one large and one small, among which Nie Feng recognized that the big one was what Long Datong had lost when he was seriously injured before.
Stretching out his hand, the red eagle soon crawled beside him, and then jumped over, turned on the back of the red eagle, and one person and one eagle swayed up, flying towards the wild mountain where Long Datong was located. And with Nie Feng's departure, those low-level fierce beasts that had already lurked in the jungle and smelled the smell of blood and were salivating, they swarmed up and ate the two corpses, afraid that in the near future, even if someone passed by here, it would be difficult to find any clues.
Before he arrived at the wild mountain, Nie Feng's eyes were locked on a black shadow by the mountain stream, which was his dark horse, and he was also considered a protector along the way, so Nie Feng was quite reluctant for a while.
However, in addition to removing the small burden on the horse, as well as some other related things, with a shake of his hand from the first killing sword, Nie Feng unloaded the saddle from the black horse.
"Go, you're free from now on!"
Reaching out and patting the horse's buttocks, the black horse galloped forward a few steps, and then seemed to be quite reluctant, turned his head back, silently raised his head and rubbed Nie Feng's arm, but soon under Nie Feng's drive again, he finally turned around and galloped away, leaving a faint black horse figure and a crisp sound of horses' hooves along the way.
Freedom is something that every creature instinctively wants, and dark horses are no exception. But Nie Feng understands that the road ahead of the dark horse will not be smooth, and it may be extremely dangerous, maybe he will encounter a brutal beast soon, hunt it down, or maybe have an adventure by chance, so as to evolve into a fierce beast that dominates one side, but in short, these are no longer things that Nie Feng can take into account.