Chapter 90 Magic Blood Thirteen Eagles

The Wuyun Mountains tower into the clouds, and the Blood Dragon Ridge is on his south side, and the line of sky is on the north side. Therefore, ghost monkeys and river bears can form a joint attack and prepare to destroy Wuyun Mountain. Unexpectedly, Yang Feng was killed halfway, which not only killed the ghost monkey in one fell swoop, but also subdued the people of the three mountains. Although it is only a temporary subdued. But it also shows its fierceness.

Yang Feng was not in a hurry. Although the bronze-headed Luohan asked him to take two people when he went out, Yang Feng did not let him. If you really meet the Pang family, I'm afraid no matter how many people you take, it will be useless. But when he walked all the way, there was a faint wind in the woods, and he felt that it must be the dark guard of the bronze-headed Luohan faction. It's not broken.

All the way, but I saw that the Wuyun Mountains stretched for dozens of miles, which was really similar to an oolong and magnificent. Yang Feng was also a little puzzled. The mountains were dark, but he didn't know why. When he returned to the mountain, he must ask Lao Xue what are the secrets of this Wuyun Mountain, especially the dark cloud peak, which is like cutting a sword and penting straight into the sky. It is terrible. He always feels that there must be something shocking hidden on the top of the Wuyun Mountain. The secret. If he finds a chance, he must find out.

While he was walking, suddenly, a slightly strange smell of blood mixed with a dangerous smell slowly floated over.

For some reason, the smell of blood made Yang Feng feel uncomfortable and nervous. He can be said to have killed countless people now. Although he is forced to be helpless, the general danger has not been put in his heart. But with this breath, he has a strong hunch that he will encounter the biggest crisis in his life.

Sud of a sudden, a figure flew in front of him, the dark whistle of the Dark Cloud Mountain.

"Master, there is a danger ahead. The brother in charge of exploring the road has died. Please change your way."

Yang Feng's eyes shrank, "It's a blessing, not a curse, it's a misfortune that can't be avoided. Go back, the breath in front is too unusual. If not, I order not to follow again.

"This..." The little leader was shocked. Boss Xue ordered them to secretly protect the master's comprehensiveness and go back.

"Why, what I said doesn't work?" Yang Feng's eyes swept his face.

The little one trembling with fear and hurriedly said, "I dare not!" Hurry back.

"Remember, my brother Yang Feng can't die in vain. You can't deal with those people. Tell Boss Xue to take good care of the mountain gate. No one is allowed to go down the mountain before I return.

The little boss's heart was hot and he quickly said, "Yes!" Then he pinched his mouth and whistled. In the woods, the figure shook and disappeared in an instant.

As soon as they disappeared, suddenly, more than a dozen huge power seemed to be similar to Yang Feng's head-on, overwhelming.

Yang Feng was shocked. This momentum seemed to be refining eight times, and it seemed that there was also a divine refining realm, which was really too strong.

He quickly stood down and was on alert. He couldn't avoid it. Those dozen breaths came to the eyes in the blink of an eye.

More than a dozen strange people in red seemed to have been discussed for a long time, standing in an arc and surrounding Yang Feng.

"Are you Yang Feng?" The first strange man looks unusually gloomy.

Yang Feng's eyes swept, and he was shocked again. There were thirteen people on the other side, and all of them were more than eight times, most of whom were ninefold. The one who spoke turned out to be a world of refining. Refining the divine realm!

He knew it was really dangerous this time!

"Are you here to kill me?" It's not killing, and it won't look like a big enemy as soon as it appears.

"That's right. I didn't expect that you were a child. You scared Pang Xiong out of your courage. You are young and really have a way. However, today, your glorious record is over. Do you have any last words? The first strange man said lightly. Ten people looked at Yang Feng as if they were looking at a dead man.

Yang Feng can feel the breath of their bodies that is different from that of ordinary practitioners. This breath is somewhat similar to the crazy magicjian on his body. Are they also practicing magic martial arts?

"Are you so confident that you can kill me?" He came out of the strong wind and killed all the way to Yanhuang City. He died. He was drenched by blood and rain, and the corpses stepped on it. Even if the gods were in the way, even if the demons stopped him, he was never afraid. God blocked the gods and killed the demons.

"Young people are confident and good. However, today you met my magic blood thirteen eagles. Tell me, this is your last chance. If there is no last word, get ready to go!"

Magic Blood Thirteen Eagles? Yang Feng's head hummed and took a breath of cold air. Is it actually the magic blood thirteen eagles, the top killer organization of the Jin Dynasty? It is a terrible killer who is afraid of even high-level refining gods. Each of them has terrible magic skills. It is said that they come from the seven-fold demon world, and no one has ever come out of the seven-fold demon world alive. But they escaped from it alive, and as soon as they appeared, they destroyed the Yan family, the most famous family of the Jin Dynasty at that time. Killed 500 of the top masters of the first family at that time.

Later, they were not accepted by the Jin Dynasty because they killed too much, but no one dared to expel them, even the Jin royal family did not dare. Therefore, they survived around the Jin Dynasty. No one knows where they live. They are eccentric and take on tasks. Rumor has it that each of them can fly and have a pair of blood wings that can fly. So it got the name of Magic Blood Thirteen Eagles. The Pang family actually invited this group of demons.

Yang Feng's heart trembled. If he had a fighting ability in the face of eight times, it was true. The reason why he was able to kill so many eight times or even nine times before was mostly due to his own broken steps, and mostly attacked with broken steps. If it was really face to face, his probability of winning is almost less than half. , and there are eight ninefold, four eightfold, and what's more terrible is that there is also a divine realm of refining. Last time, Wang Wanshan, who could kill the god, tried his best to make the other party lose his guard first. After cruel forbearance, he succeeded. If he met face to face, he may not even have a chance to take action.

"Since you don't have a last word, then die!" The leading blood eagle suddenly shouted, clenched his right hand, and grabbed Yang Feng's void fiercely with his strength. A huge breath emanated from his body. The thirteen eagles of magic blood never play cards according to common sense. As long as they can kill their opponents, they can do anything.

In front of the refining world, Yang Feng couldn't move at all. This kind of power is not what ordinary martial arts can have.

He felt difficult to breathe, and the dark power was like an invisible net, which forced him to breathe. All the rest of the magic eagle looked at him with no expression on their faces, and their eyes were full of sympathy. The boss took action, and there was not even a chance at all. However, it's too small for the boss to take action.

All the vitality began to be cut off at this moment. Yang Feng could feel that the vitality of his body was rapidly shrinking at this moment. This power is strange and can actually cut off his vitality? He has enough power to resist desperately, but in front of the divine realm, his power is like a child's family, which is not up to trouble.

Finally, he felt that his eyes began to blur. Show a look of despair.

"It's really boring. It's really disappointing that such a person can turn Yan Huang Pang's family upside down."

Just after the devil's blood eagle finished speaking, suddenly, two strange lights suddenly shot out of Yang Feng's eyes, and a trace of rage burst out of his body.

"Crazy Blood!" Suddenly, a residual breath gushed out of Yang Feng's body. His body was similar to an arrow from the string, shooting sharply into the corner of the thirteen eagles. It turned out to be an eight-fold magic blood thirteen eagle.

"Kid, how dare you! Twelve, be careful!"

As soon as the Blood Eagle's voice fell, Yang Feng's magic steel arm stabbed into the heart of the twelve. The twelve didn't even react.

"Ky, go to hell!" At that time, the remaining twelve people took action almost at the same time, and the twelve blood-red eagle claws grabbed Yang Feng's body.

Yang Feng stepped on the empty steps, changed dozens of directions in a row, and rushed out desperately, but there were still five claws firmly grasping his back and shoulders, and suddenly blood was pouring.

He raised the crazy blood to 121% of the people, as if crazy, desperately rushed out, knowing that if he couldn't break out, he had to be completely here.

The twelve eagles of magic blood were almost crazy, and they actually let Yang Feng insert the old twelve lives in front of them. There is no life here.

The thirteen people escaped from death and escaped from the sevenfold demon world. No one knew what kind of demons they suffered, but they came back to life. Therefore, the thirteen people are like brothers who live and die, and no one can separate them.

"Kid, I'm going to smash you to pieces!"

"I'm going to tear you up!"

"I'm going to skin you and cramp you!" The thirteen eagles of magic blood are completely crazy.

Yang Feng was like a rainbow and ran forward. Behind him, the magic blood thirteen eagles flashed and chased after him. Just as Yang Feng was glad that he had escaped dozens of feet away, suddenly, he only heard the air rolling in the sky.

He looked up and saw that in mid-air, the twelve eagles were similar to the twelve demon blood eagles in the sky, rushing at him. They were flapping their blood-colored wings, and their five fingers turned into five long claws like steel hooks and grabbed them tightly in the air.

Yang Feng was so scared that his scalp was numb. This magic blood thirteen eagle was indeed not comparable to ordinary practitioners.

He once again raised the mad blood to the extreme and fled for his life.

A bloody claw grabbed his shoulder fiercely and brought up a piece of minced meat.

Yang Feng was so painful that he almost lay down and his shoulders trembled.

"Ky, dare to kill my brother, I'm going to tear you to pieces, I'm going to tear you into pieces..." The strong smell of blood made the eagles excited. Another blood eagle flew down, grabbed Yang Feng's head, scratched his scalp, and grabbed a handful of broken hair. In an instant, Yang Feng's hair was scratched away, and blood shot out of his forehead.

The Twelve Eagles of Magic Blood are going to kill Yang Feng alive!