Chapter 58 White Clothes Win Snow

With a wave of his hand, the wind blade surrounded and suppressed the iron-winged eagle from all directions, although it could not cause any damage, but it could also create some trouble for it, taking advantage of this gap, Fang Wenyuan instigated the flowing wind boots, a flicker, and suddenly appeared on the back of the iron-winged eagle, and a punch slammed down.

The iron-winged eagle let out a painful hiss, the feathers all over its body glowed with a dark luster, and suddenly stood up, Fang Wenyuan's pupils shrank, and he stopped the second punch, quickly left the iron-winged eagle's body, and flashed to the side.

The iron-winged eagle's feathers were sharp, and if he hadn't stopped his fist, he probably wouldn't have had good fruit to eat, and when he touched the sharp feathers, there were several scars left on his left hand. If you have your right hand, you don't have to be afraid, but the unbroken tenacity can protect it.

The reason why he left the Iron-winged Eagle in the first place was because when he fought with the Green-winged Bird in the past, he was deeply impressed by the magic of turning his feathers into sharp arrows!

However, unexpectedly, the black feathers on the iron-winged eagle's body did not burst out, but fell off piece by piece, forming a huge beak in the air, causing a ripple in the void, and it itself flipped over, and the two besieged Fang Wenyuan left and right.

Fang Wenyuan's figure was stunned, and then he flew to the ground, at the same time, the gray light of his left back fingertip shone, and the 'Snatch' character text slowly took shape, and with a turn on the way, the 'Snatch' character text shot out backwards, imprinted on the body of the Iron-winged Eagle before it had time to react.

At the same time, Fang Wenyuan shouted in a low voice: "Take!"

The demonic energy on the Ironwinged Eagle's body suddenly surged uncontrollably towards the 'Grab' character text, converging towards Fang Wenyuan like light smoke.

After absorbing the demonic energy, Fang Wenyuan's eyes flashed coldly, at this time he was no longer willing to entangle, because within his divine sense, there was an even more powerful aura, approaching this side.

Thinking about the previous situation, the closer you get to here, the fewer monsters there are. The reason for this is probably because the iron-winged eagle occupies this area, one may not be able to do it, but if there are two, the situation will be different, that is to say, the powerful aura that is rushing towards this side is the mate of this iron-winged eagle.

The demon veins in the body were running rapidly, and the demonic energy on the iron-winged eagle's body was passing rapidly, so that the demon magic it cast could no longer be maintained, and the beak formed by the black feathers suddenly turned into crystal light and dispersed.

At the same time, Fang Wenyuan no longer fell, and after a pause, he stepped forward, stretched out his left hand, and the 'Injury' spun rapidly, and the silver thread burst out. Fang Wenyuan shook his arm suddenly, and the silver thread swung in the air, like a long knife, and slashed at the head of the iron-winged eagle.

Feathers fluttered, blood splattered, and the iron-winged eagle fell in half to the ground.

Fang Wenyuan paused, and after taking a few breaths, he flew towards the iron-winged eagle's nest, wanting to take the eight-tailed cat away.

At the same time as the iron-winged eagle died, the eight-tailed cat's nose with gold stars in his eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly became conscious, staring at the corpse of the iron-winged eagle in the distance, and his saliva flowed.

On the other side, Fang Wenyuan's face turned abrupt, and another iron-winged eagle had already arrived, flying over the nest on the cliff and heading straight for Fang Wenyuan.

When Fang Wenyuan's eyes flickered, thinking about how to take the eight-tailed cat away, the thing made a move that he couldn't have imagined, only to see the eight-tailed cat leap into the air, and one bite was about to be on the claws of the iron-winged eagle that came over, and then hung on it.

Another special feature of the eight-tailed cat is that except for Fang Wenyuan, other people or demons can't see it, so at this time, although the iron-winged eagle noticed the abnormality on its claws, it didn't see anything attacking it.

In addition, its heart was full of the pain of widowhood at the moment, and the hatred of Fang Wenyuan, and it only had Fang Wenyuan in its eyes, so it didn't pay attention to the eight-tailed cat biting its paws.

So, with the eight-tailed cat, Fang Wenyuan attacked.

Fang Wenyuan's heart can be said to be full of flavors, and the eight-tailed cat's actions made him speechless. But now he can't think too much, and his only thought is to run away with the eight-tailed cat. In the battle just now, he has already consumed a lot of himself, and he has suffered a lot, and if he fights with this iron-winged eagle again at this time, it will be very disadvantageous for him.

What's more, he also forcibly used the 'Soul Grabbing' demon technique before, and the demonic energy absorbed had not yet run Zhou Tian, and it was all blocked in the meridians.

So at this time, his behavior towards the eight-tailed cat can be described as extremely angry.

The eight-tailed cat's idea was much simpler than Fang Wenyuan's, it felt that Fang Wenyuan would definitely be able to kill this iron-winged eagle, and its current move was to occupy this piece of 'fresh meat' in advance, so as not to be 'taken away' by Fang Wenyuan.

If Fang Wenyuan knew what it was thinking, he would definitely beat it up.

In any case, Fang Wenyuan would not give up the eight-tailed cat, so he stood in the void, and before the iron-winged eagle attacked, he quickly pinched the trick with both hands, and with one palm facing the sky, the lightning around his body was shining, and at the same time, the wind and clouds were surging in the sky.

After dodging a few attacks, the thunderclouds in the sky finally took shape, and the razer swam away.

The iron-winged eagle let out an earth-shattering hiss, and at the same time, pieces of feathers fell off, forming a bird's beak, like an arrow from the string, shooting towards Fang Wenyuan, the speed was worlds different from the iron-winged eagle Fang Cai, and it was even faster. After all, the cultivation of this iron-winged eagle is a small realm higher than the one that is, and it is in the middle stage of foundation building.

At this time, Fang Wenyuan was controlling the demonic qi in his body, while gathering thunderclouds, and with a negligence, the beak of the bird composed of feathers was close, and in a hurry, he dodged backwards, and at the same time raised his right hand and blasted forward.

"Poof~" A mouthful of red blood swayed, staining Fang Wenyuan's clothes red, and there was a bloody hole in his left shoulder. If he hadn't forcibly twisted his body at the last moment, he would have been directly pierced through the heart by the bird's beak.

At this time, the Iron-winged Eagle was already approaching Fang Wenyuan, and it was about to launch a second wave of attacks.

"Descend!" With Fang Wenyuan's low shout, a thunderbolt slashed from the sky, and it immediately landed on the back of the iron-winged eagle. The scorched black smoke rose upward, and the iron-winged eagle shook and fell straight downward.

The eight-tailed cat biting its giant claws has hair standing on end, and black smoke is escaping from its mouth. Its eyes were blank, and it said weakly: "It's so shameless!" This relented, and its figure suddenly fell downward.

When the iron-winged eagle descended into the air, its body was shocked, and it came to its senses, the cold light in its eyes shone brightly, and it pursued Fang Wenyuan again.

After Fang Wenyuan glanced at it, he suddenly shouted again, "Down!" Four thunderbolts intertwined, and after the iron-winged eagle let out a miserable hiss, there was no movement.

"Ahem" Fang Wenyuan let out a rapid coughing sound, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and his face became even paler. Then he quickly flew to the ground, punched the iron-winged eagle that had been severely injured by lightning, and cut off its head as soon as it was wounded.

After doing this, Fang Wenyuan came to the eight-tailed cat, lifted it, quickly shuttled through the forest, away from Fang Cai's battlefield, found a hidden small cave, sat cross-legged in it, and began to heal.

He secretly said in his heart: "This dead cat, wait for me to recover from my injuries!

It was difficult to say if there were any other dangers here, so Fang Wenyuan did not disperse the thunderclouds in the sky as a defense. At the same time, his divine consciousness was also in full swing, paying close attention to his surroundings, and he could be the first to detect any disturbance.

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On the barren mountain, suddenly bursts of music overflowed, flowing through the mountains and forests, attracting birds to chirp happily to echo it.

A snow-white, long-maned horse flew through the air, pulling a carriage and whistling through the air, and the sound of music came from it.

The driver was an old man, and a maid girl was followed by the window.

When he was about to reach the Iron-winged Eagle's Nest, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the maid beside the car said, "Miss, we have arrived!"

After that, the curtain of the car was lifted, and a woman walked out of it, covered her face with a white dress and a light veil, and her clear eyes were like a pool of clear water. Although you can't see the whole picture, it must be the face of a sinking fish and a goose.

"The young of the Iron-winged Eagle should almost hatch, so I think my sister will be very happy to take it away and give it to my sister this time!" the woman muttered to herself, looking at the cliff.

The maid on the side listened to it and hurriedly agreed: "The eldest lady has a heart, and the second lady will definitely be very happy!"

The old man who was driving the car stood up, hugged his fist at the woman in white, and said, "Miss, later, the old slave will take the eagle eggs of the iron-winged eagle!"

After the woman in white bowed slightly, Lao Sue turned into a streamer and disappeared in an instant.

A moment later, Lao Suo flew back with a huge egg in his hand and a strange expression.

The woman in white noticed it for the first time and said softly: "Looking at Uncle Li's face, do you find anything wrong?"

"Back to the eldest lady, the old slave only saw the eggs of the iron-winged eagle in the nest, but there was no trace of the iron-winged eagle, and after investigating around, he found the corpses of two iron-winged eagles!

The woman in white frowned and said, "Since someone killed the iron-winged eagle, why didn't he take the eagle eggs?"

"Judging from the traces of the fight, both iron-winged eagles died at the hands of one man, and this man also suffered some injuries!"

At this time, the maid's eyes lit up and she suddenly spoke: "In this way, we can get some young eggs without much effort!"

Lao Suo didn't pay attention to the maid's words, but hugged his fist at the woman in white and said, "Miss, listen to the old slave!"

"Uncle Li, please speak!"

"The iron-winged eagle combined attack technique is quite prestigious, even the old slave does not dare to face it. The person who can kill them all at the same time must not be an ordinary person, so..."

Before Lao Suo's words were finished, the woman in white understood, and said lightly: "Please ask Uncle Li to send this eagle egg back first!

"Miss understands righteousness and is the blessing of the head of the family!" said the old man, and turned away.

The maid on the side was a little confused, pulled the corner of the woman in white, and said, "Miss, why do you want to put the eagle egg back!"