Chapter 75: Scuffle

Seeing that the group of martial arts people all poured into the cave, Wang Chan stood at the entrance of the cave and thought about whether to wade into this muddy water, although the golden pupil and black feather eagle were precious. But this kind of rare beast has always been unruly, and even if the adult golden-eyed black-feathered eagle is captured, it is difficult to be tamed, unless there is a special animal trainer, and even then it has to spend a lot of time and money.

As for the cubs, it will take several years to grow up, and a gang can afford to wait, but Wang Chan does not have this leisure.

At this moment, Wang Chan suddenly found that someone was pulling his sleeve, looked down at Luoluo, and asked, "Do you want to go in?"

Luo Luo nodded emphatically.

"You don't want to eat carved meat, if that's the case, forget it, it's not as good as an old hen. Wang Chan said.

Luoluo shook his head, took Wang Chan's hand and walked into the cave, with a serious look on his face. It doesn't look like you're going to eat an eagle owl.

Wang Chan glanced at Luoluo, and finally decided to go in. Now that you have entered the rivers and lakes, you naturally want to see the wonderful disputes in the rivers and lakes.

At the moment when Wang Chan and Luoluo stepped into the cave, a loud eagle roar suddenly came out of the cave, it seemed that there was already a fight in the cave, and from the sound, the battle was still extremely fierce.

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In a clearing at the head of the cave, there were corpses everywhere, and blood was spilling all over the ground.

It was a total slaughter.

Obviously, whether it was Wanjin Trading House or Six Doors, they had misestimated the strength of the golden-eyed black feather eagle, they only regarded it as an ordinary golden-eyed black feather eagle, who would have thought that they would encounter a different species whose strength was comparable to that of a first-class master.

If there is a mistake in intelligence on the battlefield, then there is only death!

I saw that the golden-eyed black feather eagle was pitch black, the dark feathers flashed with the unique luster of metal, and the body was huge, not to mention compared with the eagle, it was more than twice as large as the ordinary golden-eyed black feather eagle. At this time, on its sharp claws, there were continuous dripping red blood.

"Monster, monster!" a tall and thin man finally couldn't stand it anymore and completely collapsed.

Powerful enemies are not terrible, what is terrible is that they can't even see the appearance of the enemy clearly, and the speed of the golden pupil and black feather eagle is really terrifying.

Every time this golden-eyed black-feathered eagle spreads its wings, it takes away a life without mercy.

And now, it's moving again!

I saw that it had a huge wing, flew into the air, roared loudly, and flew towards the group of people in the rivers and lakes.

The speed of the terror, before the group of people in the rivers and lakes could react, this angry golden-eyed black feather eagle had already appeared in front of them, dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye, and the strong wind pressure made some people with poor skills unable to even open their eyes.

One of the unlucky ghosts was directly scratched in the chest, and the other was even more unlucky, pierced through the throat by the sharp beak of the golden-eyed black feather eagle.

Not to mention these ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, even Meng Tian, a few second-grade masters, are also miserable in the face of this situation.

"Bah, I hunt geese all day long, but today I was blinded by the geese. Chi Da dodged the attack of the black feather eagle in embarrassment, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said with a gloomy face. Obviously, this time, the entire Wanjin Firm was miserable by the person who first discovered the golden-eyed black feather eagle.

Song Zhishu had long since lost his initial chic at this time, only to see him with red eyes, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely: "My son doesn't believe in this evil, can't I clean up a flat-haired beast?"

I saw that as soon as his right hand was raised, his backhand was flicked.

"Whew!"

A flying knife instantly pierced the sky and shot towards the golden pupil black feather eagle in mid-air, Song Zhishu saw a black shadow flash in front of him, and the flying knife shot into the air.

"Boom!"

A crisp sound sounded, and some sparks splashed on the hard stone wall in the distance, and the throwing knife was nailed to the top.

"Wow!"

Song Zhishu's knife obviously completely angered the golden-eyed black feather eagle, and he only felt that a loud and sharp eagle roar suddenly came from his ears, and then a fierce wind struck. The speed of the golden-eyed black feather eagle was too fast, he could only dodge to the right by instinct, but he was still half a step slower, and there was a sudden pain in his right hand that hurt into the bone marrow, and when he looked down, he saw that there were already three more scratches on his right arm that were deep and visible bones, and blood continued to gush out.

But the revenge of the golden-eyed black feather eagle had just begun, and Song Zhishu saw a black shadow flash in front of him, and the black feather eagle flew towards him again. Seeing this, Song Zhishu's eyes were about to burst, and the last thought that came out of his heart, this life is over!

Song Zhishu's cultivation is all above the light martial arts, and few second-grade masters can beat him here, but this was originally the biggest advantage for him at the moment, but it has become the most fatal disadvantage at the moment.

He didn't have time to react at all, and his shoulders were already pierced by the two sharp claws of this golden-eyed black feather eagle. Feeling that his life was passing quickly, Song Zhishu suddenly felt a trace of unwillingness, and his desire to survive was ignited again.

I saw him with red eyes, gritted his teeth, and suddenly smiled cruelly: "How could I, Song Zhishu, die in the hands of a beast." ”

Song Zhishu endured the pain, stretched out his hands and pinched the body of the golden-eyed black feather eagle.

A man and an eagle just looked at each other.

"If we don't make a move, we'll all have to die here!" Song Zhishu roared loudly.

Needless to say, the other three second-grade masters present had already used their strongest killing moves against Song Zhishu as soon as he caught the black feather eagle.

Yang Jun ran forward two steps quickly, and the moment the person took off, the long sword behind his back was automatically unsheathed.

I saw him reach out and grab the sword, and one person and one sword broke through the air, piercing the eyes of the golden-eyed black feather eagle, and the sword was like a rainbow!

Chi Da was also not to be outdone, his right hand flew up, turned into a huge iron palm, and slapped it towards the black feather eagle.

The embroidered spring knife on Meng Tian's waist suddenly came out of its sheath, overflowing with murderous aura, and it slashed down, carrying a scream that broke through the air, turning into a heavy sword shadow, surging towards the golden-eyed black feather eagle like a wave.

The three second-grade masters shot at almost the same time, and they sealed all the retreats of the golden-eyed black feather eagle with a very tacit understanding.

And the golden-eyed black feather eagle also felt a strong crisis, only to see that it began to struggle violently, Song Zhishu was the end of the strong crossbow, and it was soon broken free by it, and it was finally a step late.

The golden-eyed black feather eagle only had time to avoid the Flying Dragon Sword and Chi Da's iron palm, and was finally slashed by Meng Tian's Great Jinglun Knife Technique.

"Whew!"

A terrible scream resounded throughout the cave, and blood stained the black feathered eagle's swarthy and shiny feathers.

This is the first time that the golden-eyed black feather eagle has been injured today, even if it has the strength of a product, but in order to protect the eggs in the nest behind it, the movement space is greatly limited. And Meng Tian and the four are not ordinary second-grade masters, and in the case of Song Zhishu's desperate efforts, injuries are inevitable.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

At this moment, the martial arts people present had already lost their minds about capturing it alive, and now they took advantage of its injury and its speed to be affected, and they launched a fierce attack on it one after another.