Pang Zijian was taken aback and hurriedly raised his sword to meet him. The light of his sword flashed like a sword, and he wanted to cut his opponent in half.
The opponent seemed to be aware of it, and he rushed upwards in mid-air, then turned his body and counterattacked Pang Zijian's back of the head.
Pang Zijian never expected that his opponent's light kung fu was so high. The move just now was obviously old, but he could still change the attack in the air. Unless he had wings on his ribs, it would be really unimaginable.
In a hurry, he tried his best to turn his head and dodge. Pang Zijian managed to avoid this sharp blow, but when he focused his gaze, the three corpses jumped with anger. Unexpectedly, his opponent turned out to be a giant eagle!
When Pang Zijian thought about how he almost suffered from the giant eagle, he couldn't help but cursed: "What a flat-haired beast! You are looking for death!"
The giant eagle was high in the sky, circling and roaring proudly. Pang Zijian was beyond his reach. Although he was furious and angry, he could do nothing about it.
After all, Qiu Bosong had rich experience. When he saw this, he hurriedly stopped him and said: "Master Nephew Pang, please be patient. That is the sacred eagle raised by Master Di of the Huangshan Sect."
Pang Zijian was certainly surprised when he heard this, and other disciples of the Kongtong Sect also whispered to each other and talked about it, because no one had seen such a huge spiritual bird, and most of them had never even heard of it.
Pang Zijian was just stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "So what about the Huangshan Sect? The leader, Grand Master, came out this time just to defeat the rest of the Seven Swordsmen of China, so why should we be afraid of Mr. Di?"
A domestic animal?"
Qiu Bosong looked embarrassed and coughed helplessly: "In short, it is better to be polite before fighting, so as not to lose the grace of a famous sect. Ahem... I dare to ask Miss Yu, what is the connection between you and Head Di, so that you can be protected by the divine eagle?
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Yu Bingru saw Qiu Bosong being arrogant in front of him and respectful in the back, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After a second thought, he said seriously: "Junior and Senior Di have no connection with each other, but my junior brother is highly appreciated by him, so Brother Ying will go from here to there and focus on everything."
Protect junior brother."
After hearing this, Qiu Bosong couldn't help but murmur to himself. Junior sister Zhan Meiling in Xin Dao did mention that a Huangshan sect disciple had intervened before, and now he saw the eagle with his own eyes... If it was just a junior, that would be fine, but if Di Cangqiong himself is nearby,
How dare you provoke him at will?
Qiu Bosong was still hesitant, but Pang Zijian couldn't bear it anymore and simply protested: "Everyone can kill monsters if they find them. Mr. Di can't even think of protecting him, so why should uncle worry so much?"
Qiu Bosong secretly thought it was reasonable, and was about to agree with him when he heard Lin Qianmeng's calm voice: "Uncle Master, the master will take the first step...to Chang'an...to challenge Murong Zhuo, but after all...we are alone.
We'd better not... create more powerful enemies and meet up with the leader... earlier."
This shy girl had always been taciturn, but Qiu Bosong didn't expect her to say these words. He also felt that she was reasonable, and he didn't know how to make a decision for a moment.
Pang Zijian was equally surprised and couldn't help but sneered: "Junior sister Lin is still like this, caring very much about monsters."
Lin Qianmeng's face was feverish, she lowered her head and murmured: "No... no, it's Master... who told me to follow the leader well and never let the leader... have an accident. As for this guy, he
It’s not too late to deal with those...things later..."
Pang Zijian paused for a moment. Between gritted teeth, he heard Qiu Bosong cough dryly, stroking his long beard and saying: "Since it's Senior Sister's order, then let's follow Senior Nephew Lin's wishes. I believe that Head Di is also temporarily bewitched, so we don't have to go too far.
Offend him."
Pang Zijian's face was livid, and he suddenly shouted: "Uncle Qiu! Fellow junior brothers and sisters! Are we really going to be scared to death by this flat-haired beast and unable to escape? If this spreads out, wouldn't it become the laughing stock of the entire world? Palm!
How can Uncle Mentai still have the nerve to challenge Mr. Di?"
After his questioning, the other disciples of the Kongtong Sect were also filled with dissatisfaction, and shouts could not be heard without stopping. Several disciples even rode forward to ask for a fight, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
Qiu Bosong was a soft-spoken person who never meddle in affairs within the sect. Now that he was questioned by the younger generation in person, he was shocked and resentful. His lips trembled for a long time and he was speechless.
Seeing this, Pang Zijian's momentum became even stronger. Huo Di turned to Yu Bingru and gritted his teeth and said: "It's useless to carry Mr. Di out. I'm warning you one last time. Helping the monster will only lead to death!"
Yu Bingru's eyes were stern, showing no sign of flinching. Pang Zijian couldn't help but twitch his facial muscles, suddenly raised his sword and gave a sharp shout, and stabbed Yu Binru's throat. As expected, he was merciless.
Fortunately, the giant eagle also saw the opportunity early, and at the same time it flapped its wings and swooped down, like a sharp beak flying to peck at the center of Pang Zijian's eyebrows. It was surprisingly accurate in identifying the acupoint and attacking the enemy to save it.
Pang Zijian had already expected this move, and immediately shouted: "Beast! I'll sacrifice your sword first!" As he shouted, he suddenly ducked, and the long sword slashed the giant eagle's claws. The move was fierce and urgent, and he was serious about the order.
People look sideways.
But the giant eagle is also well versed in the ways of advancing and retreating in martial arts, and it also possesses naturally huge wings, so it can soar and plunder with ease, and it is even more advantageous from its high position.
Pang Zijian's move missed again, but he was almost injured by his sharp claws. This made him even more furious, and he threw out a series of fierce sword moves, intending to break the giant eagle into thousands of pieces.
One person and one eagle were fighting back and forth, and it was difficult to tell the difference. The disciples of the Kongtong Sect were also fascinated by it. Only Qiu Bosong had a gloomy face and said nothing, with a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Pang Zijian fought hard and could not win for a moment. Thinking that the opponent was just a flat-haired beast, he almost burst into anger in shame and anger.
Seeing the giant eagle swooping down again, he gritted his teeth and let out a loud roar. He suddenly threw out his long sword and rushed up with the force of thunder, aiming at the belly of the giant eagle.
The giant eagle has a majestic body, and although its power is extraordinary, its target is not small. It is only because of its advantageous location that it can do so with ease.
But at this moment, Pang Zijian made a desperate move, and the distance between the two sides suddenly shortened. The giant eagle was unable to retreat in time, and it was about to be doomed. When Yu Bingru saw this, he couldn't help but exclaimed, he wanted to rescue, but it was still too late?
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the giant eagle suddenly tilted its body, its claws were barely able to catch the incoming sword, and then took advantage of the momentum to rush forward and soar quickly, not forgetting to let out a proud cry.
The clear chirp.
The disciples of the Kongtong Sect were dumbfounded, and Yu Bingru also breathed a sigh of relief. Only Pang Zijian's body was shaking with anger, and his handsome face was distorted, and he looked really scary.
Qiu Bosong seemed unfazed and said slowly: "Nephew Pang, don't be discouraged. Although you have lost your sword, your fists and kicks are still there. Anyway, Miss Yu is seriously injured and the eagle is far away. You still can't do it."
Do you want to take advantage of it quickly?"
His words were full of sarcasm. Although Pang Zijian was angry, his heart moved. He dared to believe that the giant eagle soared dozens of feet high, as if flying away. Could it be that his sword just now had already injured this flat hair?