After several consecutive fierce battles, not to mention the physical exertion, most of the red-feathered eagle's feathers were cut off. It was extremely difficult to fly, and now it was flying up and down with a person, even a second-level monster.
No. Red Feather Eagle kept tossing a stick of incense for a long time, until he was so tired that his eyes were filled with stars, but he still did not throw Qingyang away.
At the end, the red-feathered eagle was so angry that it actually circled in the air and then crashed directly into the mountain wall, hoping to use the force of the impact to knock Qingyang down.
This move was too harsh, and it was a plan to hurt both sides, but Qingyang was not afraid, and took advantage of the situation to move his body back a little. When the red-feathered eagle hit the mountain wall, he grabbed the feathers and hid behind the red-feathered eagle.
behind.
There was a loud bang, and the red-feathered eagle's huge body hit the mountain wall directly. The impact was so strong that it seemed that the entire stone peak shook several times, and countless rocks fell. Qingyang and the red-feathered eagle hugged each other.
Of course, he was not spared either, but with the huge fleshy pad of the red-feathered eagle in front of him, it did no harm to his body, but he was just a little dizzy.
Qingyang is like this. How could the red-feathered eagle that directly hit Shi Feng survive? It was knocked unconscious immediately, and then it fell towards the ground as soon as its wings closed. The beasts are beasts after all, they don't know this at all.
After the impact, what happened to me? Not to mention the impact just now, now I fell from a height of thirty to forty feet. Even if I didn't die, I would be seriously injured.
Qingyang didn't dare to fall with the red-feathered eagle. There were many dangers in the Chaos Demon Valley. If he fell down and got injured, it would be troublesome. Before the red-feathered eagle fell, he kicked hard on the red-feathered eagle.
Using this strength, his body rushed to the mountain wall, and at the same time, he thrust the dagger in his hand into the mountain wall, stopping himself from falling.
The impact just now was so hard that Red Feather Eagle fainted completely, and his body fell downwards involuntarily. Later, Qingyang borrowed his strength, and the falling speed became faster. The distance of thirty to forty feet fell in the blink of an eye.
It fell to the bottom of the mountain with a loud bang, creating a hole in the ground and sending up countless smoke and dust. It seemed to be no lighter than the fall on the mountain wall just now.
Qingyang grabbed the dagger with one hand and hung his whole body in the air. Looking at the red-feathered eagle that fell at the foot of the mountain, he couldn't help but shudder in his heart. He didn't know how the red-feathered eagle fell. Anyway, he looked at it for himself.
He was panicking in pain. Even if Red Feather Eagle did not fall to death, he would be seriously injured. Anyway, it would not pose much of a threat to him. Qingyang was frightened. Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise he would be with Red Feather Eagle.
An encounter?
The red-feathered eagle fell to the ground and will not wake up in a short time. While he can't interfere with him now, it is better to go to the top of the stone peak to see if the bag beast has been eaten. After searching the red-feathered eagle's nest,
, it’s not too late to come down and deal with this red-feathered eagle.
Thinking of this, Qingyang exerted a slight force on his arm, swung his whole body upward, and stood on top of the dagger. At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and there was only a clang sound, and a strong wind rushed straight from a distance.
The speed behind Qingyang's head was unspeakable, and he obviously wanted to kill himself.
Qingyang was shocked. He had just defeated the Red Feather Eagle. Qingyang thought that nothing nearby would pose a threat to him. In addition, the fierce battle just now consumed him too much energy and spiritual energy, so he
I was a little relaxed, and I didn't expect that someone would sneak up on me at this time.
Is there another red-feathered eagle hiding above? Or maybe there are other enemies ambushing nearby. Qingyang has no time to think about it. Saving his own life is the most important thing at this time, but others have nowhere to borrow help in mid-air.
Neng slapped a palm towards the stone wall in front of him, and used the force to dodge to the side, avoiding the strong wind that sneaked up on the back of his head.
As soon as Qingyang finished his movements, the strong wind hit the mountain wall close to his head. Only then did Qingyang see clearly that the strong wind that sneaked up on him turned out to be a spiritual arrow, and only monks had spiritual arrows.
Being able to use it, it goes without saying that the one who sneak attacks on you must be a monk.
The spiritual arrow shot on the mountain wall, pierced the handle, stirred up countless gravel, and the force was so powerful that people were shocked. If he hadn't avoided it quickly, he might have been shot to death directly. The opponent obviously planned to kill him.
There is no room left between oneself and the place of death.
The dodge was too hasty just now. Qingyang didn't have time to grab the dagger inserted into the mountain wall. He had nowhere to use his strength and fell involuntarily downwards. He was thirty to forty feet away. If he fell like this, he would definitely be injured.
If it were at other times, it wouldn't be a big deal if you were injured a little, just take your time to recover, but that's not possible now, because there are still enemies lurking around. If you are injured and your strength is greatly reduced, wouldn't you become a piece of fish on the chopping board?
Qingyang quickly put his two palms against the mountain wall, and used his whole body's energy to absorb the mountain wall, trying to forcibly stop his body from falling. Obviously, the enemy lurking next to him would not let him succeed easily. Before he could
After finishing the action, another arrow was shot.
At this time, the Qingyang people had nowhere to use their strength in mid-air. It was very difficult for them to stick to the mountain wall, let alone avoid any spiritual arrows. However, seeing that the spiritual arrows were about to hit themselves, it was impossible not to avoid them.
Considering the injuries sustained from being shot by spiritual arrows, a fall was nothing at all. It was the lesser of the two evils. In desperation, Qingyang had no choice but to let go of his two palms and let his body fall downwards.
Qingyang's reaction was quite timely. As soon as his body fell downwards, the spiritual arrow shot over and heavily nailed the mountain wall, stirring up countless rubbles.
In order to avoid the spiritual arrow just now, Qingyang released his palm, and his body floated out a little. Now he was a foot away from the mountain wall. It was impossible to stop his body with the help of the mountain wall.
What's more, the sneak attack below wouldn't give him this chance.
In the blink of an eye, Qingyang's body fell from the top, and the speed became faster and faster. It was really unsatisfactory retribution. He had just let the Red Feather Eagle fall, and in the blink of an eye, he also fell from the top. The only difference was that
Red Feather Eagle was unconscious at the time, but he was conscious.
At a height of thirty to forty feet, in the blink of an eye, Qingyang just had time to let out a scream before he fell heavily to the ground, creating a big hole on the ground and throwing up countless dust and grass blades.
The location is only five or six feet away.
This fall was really heavy. Qingyang felt that his internal organs were almost going to explode. The bones and muscles in his body felt like they had been crushed by a roller. There was pain everywhere inside and outside his body. He finally realized what he had just experienced.
The feeling of a red-feathered eagle falling from above.