Chapter 406 White-headed vulture

It turned out that Feng Xiaotian observed it carefully and found that the object of the winged tiger roaring at the sky was just a few big birds hovering in the air. He couldn't help but be suspicious and rose up to the sky to see what was going on the sky.

When the winged tiger saw that the owner finally understood what he meant, he also fluttered his wings behind his back and soared into the air. He ate with all his heart yesterday. He couldn't lag behind when it was time to work hard, right?

There are only pangolins that can't fly on the ground. They jump around on the ground and keep screaming. They are very dissatisfied with this person and tiger leaving themselves alone.

Besides, Feng Xiaotian, whose body was like electricity, soon approached the hovering big birds and finally found something wrong. There seemed to be a figure on the back of those big birds.

No wonder I feel that I have been spied on and searched for fruitlessly. It turned out that it was from high altitude. Since I entered the southern wilderness, I have not met a half-person figure. Now who are these people? Why do they spy on the back of this bird? Feng Xiaotian thought and had already walked towards the nearest big bird.

There are five big birds in the sky. There is indeed one person sitting on it, but I didn't expect that Feng Xiaotian's flight speed was so fast. Before they could react, Feng Xiaotian had already come to the air not far away, and there was a majestic winged tiger behind it, which also roared and flew into the air.

When the five people saw it, they couldn't help but be shocked. They drove the big birds under their seats to escape in all directions.

Feng Xiaotian was furious. Before he could figure out the intentions of these people, they fled. They must have bad intentions and did not need mercy.

Feng Xiaotian thought and said to the winged tiger, "Don't let these guys run away!" Then, a body like a wind and lightning, quickly caught up with one of the big birds.

"Who are you? Why do you want to spy on this seat? Feng Xiaotian blocked the way of the big bird and asked coldly. At the same time, the stars were like electricity, observing this person and a bird.

The big bird turned out to be a rare white-headed vulture. Its body is huge. Its wings are about ten feet long, and its feathers are gray-brown all over. At the neck, the collar is high and upright black. The bird's beak is large and curved red. The most significant thing is that the head is a unique triangle, which is light yellow, no. The hair, with a white down feather crown on the top of the head, is called the white-headed vulture, which is a quite fierce bird.

A middle-aged man sitting on the white-headed vulture saw that his realm was only in the early stage of the valley. His dress was also very different from that of the Central Plains of China. He wore a black right shirt, his head was wrapped in cyan, and his face was panicked.

The middle-aged man heard Feng Xiaotian's question, but did not answer, but patted the white-headed vulture, the white-headed vulture's wings, and several cyan wind blades suddenly shot up and down Feng Xiaotian's whole body.

"What an evil beast!" Feng Xiaotian found that the wind blades did not have much energy at all. With a wave, a palm wind annihilated the wind blades, and hit the white-headed vulture obliquely and flew down.

"Wu Li wow Ma Ya Dong!" The middle-aged man turned pale and said a series of words that Feng Xiaotian couldn't understand at all. There was a resolute look in his eyes. He took out a bamboo tube from somewhere, aimed one end at Feng Xiaotian, and shot out a black smoke straight to Feng Xiaotian's whole body.

How sensitive Feng Xiaotian's consciousness is. Naturally, he feels that there are endless small real snakes surging in the black smoke. These snakes are as small as mustard, and their individuals are as black as ink. They grin and ferocious. If you don't look carefully, you really can't see them.

"Huh? Do you seem to have known such a vicious attack method? By the way, the black witch Miao Shuyue used this trick at the Pengzhou Xiuzhen Conference. It's just that this kind of black smoke was emitted by waving hands, which is not like this man's bamboo tube!" When Feng Xiaotian saw the little snake surging in the black smoke, he couldn't help thinking in his heart.

He thought about it, but his men did not neglect it. He stood up with one palm and quickly patted it. A fierce fire attribute spewed out thinly. A firelight suddenly surrounded the black smoke. The little snake in the black smoke was burned to death, and the black smoke also turned into invisible.

When the middle-aged man saw this, his face was ashes and he trembled all over. He didn't expect that the stunts in his door were useless in front of this person at all. The small black snakes in the bamboo tube were finished without even touching the corners of the other party's clothes. Such skills are also masters in his own door.

"Huh! The carving worm skill also dares to scare people and say, "Are you from the Black Witch Church?" Feng Xiaotian asked fiercely, regardless of what the man thought.

"No la la, Yaya Du..." This middle-aged man is another series of words that Feng Xiaotian can't understand, as if he were praying. His face is not only a little Zhang Huang, but also a little pious.

Feng Xiaotian was wondering whether to read the information in the middle-aged man's mind with such a vicious dementor, but he caught a glimpse of the man looking at Feng Xiaotian and smiling strangely. His face suddenly turned black and gray, and a wisp of black blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and then his body softly collapsed on the back of the white-headed bald vulture.

"No, there is poison in this mouth!" Feng Xiaotian hurriedly picked up the man, but found that this strangely dressed middle-aged man was already lifeless and returned to hell.

Feng Xiaotian's heart tightened and he didn't dare to neglect. He quickly flew up and flew towards the other white-headed vulture. However, he saw that the winged tiger had already flown over and hurriedly greeted him, but he saw him dragging three people on his back, dressed like the middle-aged man in front of him. They were all bleeding at the corners of his mouth without exception, and his vitality was cut off.

Feng Xiaotian was slightly frighten in his heart. What kind of organization's subordinates are they so determined to give up their lives? It's not a good thing to be targeted by such an organization!

The winged tiger rubbed the huge tiger's head on Feng Xiaotian's leg, looking like asking for credit, but Feng Xiaotian said angrily, "It's all dead. What are you doing?"

As soon as the winged tiger heard its master's words, its body turned over. The three bodies fell straight down and fell on the cliff, and there had been three white-headed vulture corpses on the cliff. The heads were rotten, but they were slapped to death by the tiger's hand of the winged tiger.

The pangolin on the ground revolved curiously around three human corpses and three bird corpses, and kept raising its head and making a "squeak" cry in the air.

Feng Xiaotian was looking at the white-headed vulture hovering not far away, but his heart moved. He remembered that there were five white-headed vulture hovering here just now. What about the other one?

When Feng Xiaotian thought about it, he ordered the winged tiger to fall first, and his body teleported repeatedly and quickly checked it within a radius of hundreds of miles.