The silver needle between Chu Feng's fingers flew out at an extremely fast speed, like a bolt of thunder and lightning, making it impossible for the Black Panther to dodge and piercing directly into the Black Panther's forehead.
After the silver needle sank into the Black Panther's forehead, the Black Panther's eyes immediately lost their luster. However, because of his habitual surname, the Black Panther still hit Chu Feng.
Chu Feng planted his feet on the ground, calmly, twisted his left palm, gathered the refined Qi, and then suddenly struck out with his left palm, hitting the black panther on the forehead.
With a sound of "Bang...", the Black Panther was directly blown away, and his body fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Chu Feng exhaled and finished the exercise, looking at the black panther's body on the ground, a smile appeared on his face. He had practiced silver needle acupuncture for so long, and finally revealed the true power of this move.
Chu Feng walked up to Hei Pao and found that the Black Panther's body was still twitching, with a few drops of blood spilling from his forehead. Under the powerful palm force, the Black Panther's neck was also broken.
Chu Feng hit the black panther's head and after a lot of effort, he took out the silver needle from the black panther's forehead and wiped off the blood on the silver needle with a handkerchief.
This silver needle is as thin as a hair and is difficult to detect when used as a concealed weapon. The only drawback is that the silver needle is too thin and it is difficult for ordinary concealed weapon techniques to produce huge attack power.
However, with the blessing of zhenqi, this situation has greatly changed. Not only has the hardness of the silver needle been enhanced, but the shooting speed of the silver needle has been faster and the attack power has been more powerful. It can definitely be regarded as a trump card for assassination.
Chu Feng put away the silver needle again, then took off the ancient painting from behind. After opening the scroll of the ancient painting, a gray figure rushed out and pounced on Chu Feng.
"Quack quack..."
The gray figure made a cry, but it was the golden eagle that Chu Feng had raised for a short time.
"Jin Yu, stop making trouble." Seeing the young eagle flapping its wings and moving closer to him, Chu Feng grabbed it and placed it next to the black panther's body.
Jinyu is the name that Chu Feng gave to the young eagle. I wonder if it is because of the strong aura in the ancient paintings. The young eagle grew surprisingly fast and had some thin golden feathers growing on its body, so Chu Feng named it
Named Jinyu.
The young eagle was just growing up, and it would ask for food every time it saw Chu Feng. When Chu Feng placed it next to the black panther's body, maybe it was out of the instinct of a monster, the young eagle took the initiative to use its sharp claws.
Claws, to tear at the black panther's body.
This black panther is a cheap monster, with strength equivalent to the fourth or fifth level of a warrior, and its fur is very strong. The young eagle is still too weak to tear the black panther's skin apart, let alone eat the black panther.
of flesh and blood.
"Quack quack..."
After trying hard, the young eagle was unable to tear the black panther's skin, so it could only run to Chu Feng's feet and rub its little head against Chu Feng's calf, as if seeking help from Chu Feng.
Although Chu Feng really hopes that the young eagle can read well, the young eagle is too young after all. Without Chu Feng's help, it would be really difficult to do some things.
Chu Feng squatted down, touched the head of the young eagle, then pulled out a dagger, inserted the dagger into the black panther's body, and cut a huge gap so that the golden eagle could eat the black panther's flesh and blood.
.
"Quack..." After seeing the black panther's skin being torn open, the young eagle screamed happily, as if to thank Chu Feng.
Then, the young eagle pounced directly in front of the black robe, opened the black panther's skin with one paw, and devoured the flesh and blood with its sharp beak. The movement seemed a bit clumsy, but it successfully swallowed the flesh and blood into its belly.
It was dark night, and the nocturnal monsters were out hunting, and the little golden eagle was too weak now to withstand the attacks of other monsters, so Chu Feng focused on watching the surroundings to prevent the little golden eagle from being attacked by the monsters.
"quack……"
The little golden eagle screamed happily while eating, and had no intention of stopping.
After a while, the black panther lost one-third of its flesh and blood, and the little golden eagle still had no intention of stopping. Chu Feng did not dare to let it eat anymore.
The black panther possesses the fourth and fifth levels of warrior cultivation, and its flesh and blood contains a large amount of energy, which is far beyond the comparison of ordinary beasts. If he eats too much at one time, Chu Feng is afraid that the little golden eagle will not be able to digest it.
Chu Feng lifted the little golden eagle up and forcibly separated the flesh and blood of the black panther. Suddenly, the little golden eagle was dissatisfied and let out another cry:
"quack……"
Chu Feng looked down at the little golden eagle and found that it was only one-third the size of a black panther. Chu Feng didn't even know where the black panther's flesh and blood that it had devoured had gone.
However, one thing Chu Feng can be sure of is that the little golden eagle can practice in ancient paintings, and now that it has enough flesh and blood, its growth rate will only be faster, so that it can help him earlier.
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In a dark secret room, the area of the secret room was not very large. There were only four torches placed at the four corners, a chair in the middle, patterns engraved on the surrounding walls, and no other decorations.
At this time, sitting on the chair in the secret room was a man wearing a black robe. This man had a black mask on his face, but his hair was snow-white, which looked like a sharp contrast.
Standing under the silver-haired man was a woman. This woman was also dressed in black robes and looked quite delicate. She carried a pair of red swords on her back and bowed to the silver-haired man:
"Subordinate Honglian, please see the leader."
"Get up." The silver-haired man waved his hand and asked: "Honglian, how is the matter I asked you to investigate? Are the three sects of Qin State ready for war?"
"To report to the leader of the alliance, according to the internal reports we sent in the Qin State, although the top leaders of the three sects of the Qin State have the intention to send troops, they have not fully reached an agreement, and the preparations for the war do not seem to be sufficient."
"Our casual cultivator alliance has always been caught between the Qin and Chu states. Not only is it inferior to the three sects of the Qin State, but it is even inferior to any of the five sects of the Chu State. We have been struggling to survive these years." The silver-haired man lamented.
After saying a few words, he immediately stood up from the chair and said:
"However, now that I have become the leader of the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, I must change this situation so that the Rogue Cultivator Alliance can truly be recognized by Qin and Chu, instead of becoming a vassal of Qin and Chu."
"The leader is famous throughout the world. I believe that under your leadership, the Rogue Cultivator Alliance will definitely become a force comparable to that of Qin and Chu. The achievements of the leader will be immortal for generations to come." Hong Lian bowed and flattered.
"I hope so." The silver-haired man nodded slightly, then showed a dignified look and said: "Our loose cultivator alliance has been weak for a long time. If we want to grow stronger quickly, we can only take advantage of the war between Qin and Chu.
Only then can we have the capital to be attracted, and we can also take advantage of the opportunity to obtain more resources."
"However, although Qin and Chu have always been at odds with each other, and there will be border frictions from time to time, the frictions between the two sides are limited to small-scale battles. At best, they can only involve people at the martial arts level. I am afraid there will be no chance of a national war in the short term.
." Honglian frowned slightly and said.
"If there is no chance, we will create an opportunity to help Qin and Chu start a war." The silver-haired man snorted and then sneered: