Chapter 41 Fighting Condor eagles

"What are you begging for! It's self-reliant. It's better than those who rob and plunder!"

"You...you...you don't want to live! How dare you scold the thief in front of the monk and look at the sword!" The dysentery was so angry that his face turned pale. He slashed diagonally with a long sword and cut down Ling Feng's left shoulder.

"Hey! The begling is lame on one leg, and then cut off another arm, it can be done! If you don't starve to death, you have to become a useless person. This heart is really vicious!" Ling Feng hurriedly moved away. Who said? The more anxious he was, the more chaotic he was. He kicked a slippery kick under his feet, and his feet were a little unstable, so he shook it. I don't know how to do it, a plum blossom, suddenly, on the edge of the blade.

"Wock!" A plum blossom and a little long sword made a crisp sound, and a strong blade rushed to the crooked blade. The blade turned back, but it was cut off to the left shoulder of the dysentery head.

"Oh!" The left arm of the dysentery head was abruptly cut off by a long sword, "Bang!" It fell to the ground with a sound.

"Wow! ..." The dysentery screamed and knocked unconscious a few times.

"Hey! What's the matter? Is there anything you can't say? Why can't you make it by yourself? You have to be yourself! Who is going to show this dead voice? Let's show the acting to the bad guy! However, the price seems to be too heavy. Even if you want to be a bear, you don't care about this moment! What are you playing in front of the begger? Aren't you afraid of it?" Ling Yun was humorous, and he joked and teased these bad suffian.

Ling Feng shook his head, raised his thigh, and continued to walk to the gambling house.

"Wo!" A magic eagle flew out of the gambling house, stretched out its long pointed claws, and grabbed Ling Yun's head.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Feng flew over his head, not as high as three feet. He reacted quickly and quickly and quickly retreated. Two eagle claws grabbed a wisp of hair, "Wow!" Passing over the head.

A hot burst of pain came from the root of Ling Feng's scalp. If it hadn't been for the eagle's claws in time, a head would have been scratched and thrown to the ground as a rotten watermelon, and the brain was splashed with red water.

Ling Feng looked up and saw that the bald head of a magic eagle was transformed from a bald eagle surnamed Lie. It was five times the size of an ostrich. The eagle's head was a round ball with only one eye. The wings were wing blades, and the two toes were as sharp as hooks and eight claws. He held the head and twisted it hard. He pulled it hard, and his neck would be cut off.

The magic eagle's wave of attack has passed, and it keeps hovering in the air, as if it is not in a hurry. It is looking for an opportunity to attack. It grabs its claws and pulls off a head, as a victory product is dedicated to the rotten head.

Oh! A rotten man? It's not because the head was scratched by the eagle's claws when training the magic eagle! No one can say it! Perhaps, it is uncertain to have such a cowardly thing!

Ling Feng couldn't help laughing in his heart. The rotten head, A Er, must be rotten and thin, and it is unknown! When you go to the gambling house, you will always know whether this scum is a real bad head or a fake bad head. You can know it at a glance, your ears are empty, and what you see is true! There are some things that can be hidden from the world, but they can't be hidden from the eyes!

The wings of the magic eagle are refined into a secluded knife, and its wings are floating and circling constantly. The vast airflow is surging, the black flames are permeated, and the dark clouds roll into a mass of black gas and quickly swelling, stirring up the sky as horrible as food. It can be seen that the magic is so powerful that the hair is chilling and frightening.

The magic eagle turned more than a dozen times to lock the target and began to attack again. The two wings fanned quickly, and the fan speed frequency could not be measured. A black shadow glided down, wrapped in a dark cloud, and cut it to Lingfeng.

The momentum of the magic eagle is soaring, and the black gas is violent. No matter which direction it dodges, it is within the scope of control. It can't avoid the wing knife, and it will be cut into several sections, becoming a broken ghost!

Ling Feng threw out a plum blossom, aimed at a wave of black gas, and a wave of red light pierced into the black awns, stirring constantly. Soon, the red and black light wave subsided.

The magic eagle seems to be unable to defeat the magic of plum blossoms. The wings are folded and scattered one by one, and there are still tenacious fighting surnames. A black storm swept down.

When Ling Feng saw that the magic eagle was ferocious, he suddenly rushed down. A plum blossom had floated in the air and had not been returned, which also aroused a sense of madness. He did not dodge. He was determined to risk it and took out the fish intestine sword from his waist bag and threw it out.

A fish intestine sword, also an ancient divine weapon, flashed a white light and pierced the eye of the magic eagle.

The magic eagle knew that the ancient sword was powerful, and the flight speed slowed down. It avoided a stab of the flying sword and rushed down again. It was close to the top of Lingfeng's head less than three feet.

Ling Feng saw that he was going to suffer. A plum blossom and a fish intestine sword, and two kinds of self-defense weapons had left his hands, and he was under the shadow of death.

"Wow!" The magic eagle flew its wings in front of Ling Feng. In a few seconds, it became a dead man and reached the critical point of danger.

Ling Feng had to roll to the ground to avoid the attack of the magic eagle.

The magic eagle flying wing knife, the blade swept over Ling Feng's scalp, and his heavenly spirit covered with a burst of hot pain. It was swept to his hair by the winged edge, and a messy silk floated out and flew away with the wind.

The magic eagle has rushed over, rose slightly, and then swooped straight down. It rushed to Lingfeng's body on the ground. The eight claws, which were as sharp as a hook, were getting closer and closer. In an instant, they had reached three feet in front of them, like eight claws holding a big watermelon, which were stable.

Ling Feng touched a broken palm on the ground and threw it at the eight claws of the magic eagle. He rolled one after another, rolled out a few feet away, and came to a plum blossom. He took the opportunity to pick it up and make a final fight. After all, the two sides could not stop fighting. It depends on this round of urgent battle.

The magic eagle saw a thing thrown at it. It was so close that it had to hold eight claws, and a smell of meat rushed to its nose.

The magic eagle is a carnivore, and it also has a weak cover door. When it smells the smell of meat, it looks extremely excited. It doesn't care about the people in the ground. It flies slowly in the air, picks it up and gnaw it. It tastes quite delicious!

The magic eagle's surname is strong. As soon as he meets the delicious food, he can't stand **. Sooner or later, the people on the ground will be a delicious meal in the mouth. He is not in a hurry to kill him for a while. He slowly comes to play with him to death. He has never failed, and has even eaten countless delicious dead bodies.

Time flies by, and every second is fleeting. After this time, the magic eagle attacks again. It is hard to say whether it can escape the disaster at that time.

This is a great opportunity. Don't wait for me, and there will be no more if I miss it.

Ling Feng was strong when he met Qiang. He straightened his buttocks one by one, and his body rushed up from the ground. Suddenly, he took a breath, held a plum blossom in his hand, and rose more than five feet vertically, just enough for the magic eagle.

When the magic eagle saw a meat ball thrown in, he threw away the remaining half of the palm, and the eight claws flew to Ling Feng to meet him.

Ling Feng shook his wrist and threw a plum blossom into the eight eagle claws.

When the magic eagle saw the flash of red light, he knew that the situation was not good. It was too close to avoid it, so he had to hook it with one claw.

A plum blossom, red light and straight to the eagle's eye.

The magic eagle's eyes hurt, and there was no light in the dark.

A plum blossom can't hurt the body of the magic eagle, but it blinds one eye.

"Wow!" The magic eagle flew up to the sky with its wings and didn't know where to fly...