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When his thoughts turned, Chu Tian's Minghong War Saber pointed at the flying eagle at the head, and said with a proud smile: "Don't look at how many of you are now, I will go over and chop you to the ground right now, and let you all become flying eagles. Remnant Eagle."

The leader, Feiying, looked calm and said disapprovingly, "I'll just stand here and wait for you!"

Some members of the Black Dragon Society immediately stood in front of the leader Feiying. There were no less than a hundred of them, and all of them looked at Chutian with murderous intent.

The two flying eagles stood in front of the Black Dragon Society's gang again. They understood that if their subordinates wanted to work hard, they had to work hard first.

Chutian turned his head, followed Feng Wuqing and said indifferently: "Wuqing, protect my back, let me see how powerful the flying eagle is."

Feng Wuqing immediately stuck to Chutian's back, the dagger in his hand was already glistening coldly, and there was still blood.

Chu Tian's eyes lit up, his whole body exuded a domineering aura, and the Minghong sword in his right hand gave off a golden light.

Energetic, murderous.

The two eagles shouted violently at the same time, and rushed forward ferociously.

The flying eagle on the left raised the big knife for a long time, turned into a blast of lightning, and slashed towards Chutian's neck. With unmatched strength, it cut through the cold air first, while the flying eagle on the right followed a strange attack route, The red silk broadsword in his hand could change without direction within a distance of a few meters, whistling with wind, it seemed to be able to attack any part of Chutian, giving full play to the changing characteristics of the red silk broadsword.

The black dragon can fly an eagle, and the result is extraordinary.

A moment of murderous emptiness.

The eyes of the two flying eagles were like lightning, staring at Chu Tian fiercely, and replaced the weaker one, but their eyes could already make his heart shudder and lose his fighting spirit.

While thinking about it, Chu Tian swayed a few times quickly.

The figures of the two flying eagles were suffocated immediately, their eyes shot out incredible expressions, and their momentum and confidence immediately weakened a bit.

It turns out that every movement of Chutian was aimed at Feiying's attack. What surprised him the most was that Chutian had subtly shifted his position when Feiying's sword changed, making him feel astonished the most. Their attack lost its greatest threatening power; what was even more astonishing was that when the two Flying Eagles changed their attack accordingly, Chu Tian staggered a little bit first, so many times that the Flying Eagles had nowhere to go, as if trying to The helpless feeling of holding a slippery loach.

Chu Tian bullied himself forward, and the Minghong saber in his hand turned into thousands of sword shadows, attacking the two flying eagles that jumped up from the ground, with a few "Dangdang" sounds, the saber slashed on the big saber, and the two flying eagles were in labor pain , before he could react, Chu Tian's saber came over again, with a ferocious force.

The two flying eagles were sweating from his killing, and they rolled to the ground to avoid them.

Some members of the Black Dragon Society rushed over from behind. With an indifferent expression, Feng Wuqing stabbed the dagger into their chests or throats precisely. The ruthless shot comes, the wind is ruthless, does not dodge or dodges, the left hand quickly catches the machete that is being shot, and then flies away, the machete easily hits the densely packed black dragon gang, so many times, no one dares to shoot machetes and short knives indiscriminately .

Chu Tian, ​​who had no worries about the future, held Minghong's saber and rushed towards it like a flying eagle headed by it. A dozen members of the Black Dragon Society immediately rushed forward, thinking of Wang Dafa's safety, and he stopped showing mercy. With a slight movement, Minghong made more than a dozen strikes with his saber, each of which pierced into the chest of the Black Dragon Club, spattering blood.

The leader Feiying still didn't have any expression on his face, as if it wasn't his subordinates who died, he lightly waved his left hand, and dozens of Black Dragon Society members rushed towards Chutian, Chutian repeatedly knocked over several people, stopping their movement Offensive, panting for a while, watching the endless black dragon gang, knowing that if he continues to fight, he will surely die here.

Then Chu Tian took a few steps forward and stabbed the knife into the belly of the enemy who was rushing forward. He was about to draw the knife to attack the leader Feiying who was one meter away, but found that Minghong's sword was held tightly by the enemy. With ferocity and madness on his face, he obviously wanted to drag Chutian into hell before he died.

Seeing that Chutian was unable to draw the saber, some members of the Black Dragon Society swarmed over again. Chutian's face darkened, and he used more than [-]% of his strength to lift the man who was holding the saber with Minghong's saber, and rushed towards him with all his strength. The Black Dragon Society helped the crowd to throw them away. The dead people were thrown away by Chu Tian, ​​unable to hold Minghong's saber, they fell on the rushing gang, and blood was sprinkled on their faces.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chu Tian drew a few arcs with his bloody sword in his hand, killing the gang members who had not wiped off the bloodstains on the ground, then took half a step forward, and came to the leader Flying Eagle. A flying eagle wanted to rush over, but the leader flying eagle slowly raised his right hand to stop them, and said calmly: "This battle, I will come!"

The leader Feiying's words were orders, no one dared to disobey, and all the attacking crowd fell silent, wanting to see whether Chu Tian's sword was stronger or the leader Feiying's red thick sword was more powerful.

Chu Tian stared at the leader Flying Eagle with indifferent eyes, the blood stained by the saber slowly pooled on the blade, and then left from the tip of the saber.

Only now did Chutian fully see the leader Feiying.

No matter how many people are around the leader Feiying, he will always attract everyone's attention at a glance.

This is not only because of the tattoo on his forehead of a flying eagle about half the size of a palm hovering high in the sky, but also because of his peculiar appearance and sharp eyes.

The skin of the chief flying eagle shone with a unique bronze color, and the whole person looked like cast iron.His height was comparable to that of Chu Tian and He Feng Wuqing, with a strong black suit and a white robe, the contrast was strong, making him look extraordinarily mighty.

The head flying eagle has a wide face covered with pockmarks, deep-set eye sockets, prominent browbones, eyebrows like two strokes of thick ink, narrow and long eyes shoot out cruel and hatred lightning that can make anyone chill, staring coldly Watching Chutian and Feng Wuqing.

His big hands, which are thicker than ordinary people, hang down on both sides, and he holds a red silk sword made of heavy stainless steel in his right hand.

The leader, Feiying, always had an unwavering expression on his face, and said coldly: "You finally came to me!"

Chu Tian nodded, sighed, and said, "I'm finally in front of you!"

Flying Eagle's red silk saber gently raised back, saying: "Either you die, or I die."

Chu Tian nodded again, and Minghong's saber slowly opened to the side.

After the leader Feiying finished speaking, he stepped forward.

When he took the first step, the atmosphere around him immediately became solemn and heavy. After he took the second step, a huge and unparalleled aura rushed towards Chu Tian. Already trembling with fear, he abandoned his weapons and was defeated.

It was only at this point that Chu finally realized the power of the first flying eagle, which was stronger than the combined strength of the other five flying eagles.

The members of the Black Dragon Society who surrounded Chutian and Feng Wuqing naturally backed away in all directions, allowing a wider space for Chutian and the leader Feiying in the circle.

Chu Tian knew that the leader Feiying was fierce, and when he took the third step, he would immediately launch a fierce offensive. Chutian had a plan in mind, and took advantage of the opportunity to pretend that he could not withstand the pressure of the leader Feiying, so he retreated. , Minghong's saber trembled slightly, pretending to be false.

The face of the leader, Feiying, showed disdain, while the members of the Black Dragon Society showed excitement.

As long as you move back four or five meters, you can reach the railing of the moat, and you can jump into the river and escape.

How did the people in the rear know that Chu Tian intended to escape from the moat; they were even more afraid of harming the fish in the pond, so they took a few steps back to give up a few more meters of space.

Feng Wuqing took advantage of the situation and pressed over. He wanted to ensure that Chutian would not be attacked.

One after the other, the leading flying eagle suddenly gained momentum. With a flick of his wrist, the machete in his hand turned into countless red lights reflecting the light of the torch. The color of pride, it seems that the first flying eagle symbolizes them.

Chu Tian had never imagined that the leading flying eagle could dance the heavy red silk saber so superbly. The astonishing pressure of the knife wind did not come only from the front where the leading flying eagle was, but seemed to be squeezed from all directions. come.

What's even more shocking is that with the help of the reflection of the light, the first flying eagle seems to hide somewhere in the shadow of the light, as if suddenly invisible.

If he hadn't been worried about the safety of the Shuaijun brothers, Chu Tian really wanted to have a bloody battle with the leader Feiying, but he couldn't do it tonight. The love of fighting would not only kill him, but also kill countless Shuaijun brothers.

Suddenly, one of the shadows slammed into Chu Tian's left shoulder with a strong wind.

At this moment, Chu Tianfang's face changed slightly, he shouted loudly, swung his saber to block, and blocked the red silk saber that was about to cut on him.

With a loud sound of 'Dang', Chutian and the leader Feiying took two steps back from each other, and Chutian took the opportunity to stagger back a few more steps.

The shadow of the light dissipated, revealing the flying eagle headed by a demon god, with the thick red saber in his right hand, slashing at Chu Tian who was constantly retreating, the attack was more fierce and fierce than the previous attack.

There was another sound of 'dang', the two swords collided, and Chu Tian took a few steps back.

Feng Wuqing frowned slightly, wondering why Chutian became so weak tonight, suddenly saw Chutian glanced past him intentionally from the corner of his eye, and then glanced at the railings of the moat, his heart moved, he immediately understood Chutian's intention, and used the river to escape.

The fierce air current forced the bystanders a few meters away to retreat. Chutian, who was the first to bear the brunt, suffered even more. Chutian cursed inwardly. For a grown elephant, it takes a lot of strength every time he hits him.

The leader, Feiying, did not hesitate to waste his strength, trying to suppress Chutian with vigor. It was a tactic of making quick decisions so that he could stand up to his subordinates. Can have such strong tenacity.

The leader, Feiying, saw Chutian and took a few steps back, thinking that Chutian was defeated, so he was willing to miss the opportunity, stood up like a thunderbolt, and prepared to kill Chutian in one fell swoop, hundreds of people watching until now Everyone felt breathless, not to mention shouting and cheering, the audience was unusually quiet.

Seeing that he was approaching the railing of the moat, Chu Tian jumped forward, and suddenly shouted at Feng Wuqing: "Wuqing, let's retreat!"

Feng Wuqing was taken aback for a moment, and then moved closer to Chutian.

The leader Feiying showed disdain on his face. He originally thought that Chutian was going to fight to the end, but unexpectedly he was about to escape. His face darkened, and he raised a red thick knife in his hand, and chased Chutian quickly.

Seeing that Chu Tian's defeat is set' and he still wanted to escape, the Black Dragon Society members cheered with ridicule and insults.

The encirclement net expanded in all directions, like a cat playing with a mouse, wanting to see how the leader, Flying Eagle, played with them.

The most unexpected thing happened.

Suddenly Chu Tian bumped into Feng Wuqing who was in the void, and shouted in a low voice: "Wuqing, use your strength and fight back!"

Without any hesitation, Feng Wuqing used all his strength to slam his body on top of him. Chu Tian used his strength to rebound, and his body shot back like a powerful arrow.

In one go, the flow of clouds is lost.

The leader, Feiying, couldn't help being very surprised. Unexpectedly, Chu Tian, ​​who had lost two moves in a row, dared to reflect back.

The members of the Black Dragon Society on the ground also screamed in unison, but there was no way to stop what was about to happen.

At this time, the leader Feiying exhausted his true energy and could no longer change his moves to fight against the enemy, but Chutian was able to attack with all his strength, one after another, how could the difference count? When it reached the head of the leading flying eagle, the red sticky saber of the leading flying eagle had no time to raise it, and Chu Tian's Minghong saber had already sliced ​​across its neck.

"boom!"

Chu Tian swirled around and kicked Feiying in the chest again before he fell down.

The first flying eagle saw blood in his throat, his breastbone was shattered, and blood spurted wildly.

When the members of the Black Dragon Society and the five Flying Eagles woke up in shock, Chu Tian had already taken advantage of the counter-shock force of the Flying Eagle, the head of the attack, and then soared upwards, soaring into the sky like a big bird, leaping to Feng Wuqing's side , and then chopped down several members of the Black Dragon Society, jumped onto the railings of the moat, and threw them into the dark moat.

When the members of the Black Dragon Society saw Chu Tian and the others throwing themselves into the river, they couldn't help being angry, and threw the machete in their hands into the river, making 'dong dong' sounds.When his thoughts turned, Chu Tian's Minghong War Saber pointed at the flying eagle at the head, and said with a proud smile: "Don't look at how many of you are now, I will go over and chop you to the ground right now, and let you all become flying eagles. Remnant Eagle."

The leader, Feiying, looked calm and said disapprovingly, "I'll just stand here and wait for you!"

Some members of the Black Dragon Society immediately stood in front of the leader Feiying. There were no less than a hundred of them, and all of them looked at Chutian with murderous intent.

The two flying eagles stood in front of the Black Dragon Society's gang again. They understood that if their subordinates wanted to work hard, they had to work hard first.

Chutian turned his head, followed Feng Wuqing and said indifferently: "Wuqing, protect my back, let me see how powerful the flying eagle is."

Feng Wuqing immediately stuck to Chutian's back, the dagger in his hand was already glistening coldly, and there was still blood.

Chu Tian's eyes lit up, his whole body exuded a domineering aura, and the Minghong sword in his right hand gave off a golden light.

Energetic, murderous.

The two eagles shouted violently at the same time, and rushed forward ferociously.

The flying eagle on the left raised the big knife for a long time, turned into a blast of lightning, and slashed towards Chutian's neck. With unmatched strength, it cut through the cold air first, while the flying eagle on the right followed a strange attack route, The red silk broadsword in his hand could change without direction within a distance of a few meters, whistling with wind, it seemed to be able to attack any part of Chutian, giving full play to the changing characteristics of the red silk broadsword.

The black dragon can fly an eagle, and the result is extraordinary.

A moment of murderous emptiness.

The eyes of the two flying eagles were like lightning, staring at Chu Tian fiercely, and replaced the weaker one, but their eyes could already make his heart shudder and lose his fighting spirit.

While thinking about it, Chu Tian swayed a few times quickly.

The figures of the two flying eagles were suffocated immediately, their eyes shot out incredible expressions, and their momentum and confidence immediately weakened a bit.

It turns out that every movement of Chutian was aimed at Feiying's attack. What surprised him the most was that Chutian had subtly shifted his position when Feiying's sword changed, making him feel astonished the most. Their attack lost its greatest threatening power; what was even more astonishing was that when the two Flying Eagles changed their attack accordingly, Chu Tian staggered a little bit first, so many times that the Flying Eagles had nowhere to go, as if trying to The helpless feeling of holding a slippery loach.

Chu Tian bullied himself forward, and the Minghong saber in his hand turned into thousands of sword shadows, attacking the two flying eagles that jumped up from the ground, with a few "Dangdang" sounds, the saber slashed on the big saber, and the two flying eagles were in labor pain , before he could react, Chu Tian's saber came over again, with a ferocious force.

The two flying eagles were sweating from his killing, and they rolled to the ground to avoid them.

Some members of the Black Dragon Society rushed over from behind. With an indifferent expression, Feng Wuqing stabbed the dagger into their chests or throats precisely. The ruthless shot comes, the wind is ruthless, does not dodge or dodges, the left hand quickly catches the machete that is being shot, and then flies away, the machete easily hits the densely packed black dragon gang, so many times, no one dares to shoot machetes and short knives indiscriminately .

Chu Tian, ​​who had no worries about the future, held Minghong's saber and rushed towards it like a flying eagle headed by it. A dozen members of the Black Dragon Society immediately rushed forward, thinking of Wang Dafa's safety, and he stopped showing mercy. With a slight movement, Minghong made more than a dozen strikes with his saber, each of which pierced into the chest of the Black Dragon Club, spattering blood.

The leader Feiying still didn't have any expression on his face, as if it wasn't his subordinates who died, he lightly waved his left hand, and dozens of Black Dragon Society members rushed towards Chutian, Chutian repeatedly knocked over several people, stopping their movement Offensive, panting for a while, watching the endless black dragon gang, knowing that if he continues to fight, he will surely die here.

Then Chu Tian took a few steps forward and stabbed the knife into the belly of the enemy who was rushing forward. He was about to draw the knife to attack the leader Feiying who was one meter away, but found that Minghong's sword was held tightly by the enemy. With ferocity and madness on his face, he obviously wanted to drag Chutian into hell before he died.

Seeing that Chutian was unable to draw the saber, some members of the Black Dragon Society swarmed over again. Chutian's face darkened, and he used more than [-]% of his strength to lift the man who was holding the saber with Minghong's saber, and rushed towards him with all his strength. The Black Dragon Society helped the crowd to throw them away. The dead people were thrown away by Chu Tian, ​​unable to hold Minghong's saber, they fell on the rushing gang, and blood was sprinkled on their faces.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chu Tian drew a few arcs with his bloody sword in his hand, killing the gang members who had not wiped off the bloodstains on the ground, then took half a step forward, and came to the leader Flying Eagle. A flying eagle wanted to rush over, but the leader flying eagle slowly raised his right hand to stop them, and said calmly: "This battle, I will come!"

The leader Feiying's words were orders, no one dared to disobey, and all the attacking crowd fell silent, wanting to see whether Chu Tian's sword was stronger or the leader Feiying's red thick sword was more powerful.

Chu Tian stared at the leader Flying Eagle with indifferent eyes, the blood stained by the saber slowly pooled on the blade, and then left from the tip of the saber.

Only now did Chutian fully see the leader Feiying.

No matter how many people are around the leader Feiying, he will always attract everyone's attention at a glance.

This is not only because of the tattoo on his forehead of a flying eagle about half the size of a palm hovering high in the sky, but also because of his peculiar appearance and sharp eyes.

The skin of the chief flying eagle shone with a unique bronze color, and the whole person looked like cast iron.His height was comparable to that of Chu Tian and He Feng Wuqing, with a strong black suit and a white robe, the contrast was strong, making him look extraordinarily mighty.

The head flying eagle has a wide face covered with pockmarks, deep-set eye sockets, prominent browbones, eyebrows like two strokes of thick ink, narrow and long eyes shoot out cruel and hatred lightning that can make anyone chill, staring coldly Watching Chutian and Feng Wuqing.

His big hands, which are thicker than ordinary people, hang down on both sides, and he holds a red silk sword made of heavy stainless steel in his right hand.

The leader, Feiying, always had an unwavering expression on his face, and said coldly: "You finally came to me!"

Chu Tian nodded, sighed, and said, "I'm finally in front of you!"

Flying Eagle's red silk saber gently raised back, saying: "Either you die, or I die."

Chu Tian nodded again, and Minghong's saber slowly opened to the side.

After the leader Feiying finished speaking, he stepped forward.

When he took the first step, the atmosphere around him immediately became solemn and heavy. After he took the second step, a huge and unparalleled aura rushed towards Chu Tian. Already trembling with fear, he abandoned his weapons and was defeated.

It was only at this point that Chu finally realized the power of the first flying eagle, which was stronger than the combined strength of the other five flying eagles.

The members of the Black Dragon Society who surrounded Chutian and Feng Wuqing naturally backed away in all directions, allowing a wider space for Chutian and the leader Feiying in the circle.

Chu Tian knew that the leader Feiying was fierce, and when he took the third step, he would immediately launch a fierce offensive. Chutian had a plan in mind, and took advantage of the opportunity to pretend that he could not withstand the pressure of the leader Feiying, so he retreated. , Minghong's saber trembled slightly, pretending to be false.

The face of the leader, Feiying, showed disdain, while the members of the Black Dragon Society showed excitement.

As long as you move back four or five meters, you can reach the railing of the moat, and you can jump into the river and escape.

How did the people in the rear know that Chu Tian intended to escape from the moat; they were even more afraid of harming the fish in the pond, so they took a few steps back to give up a few more meters of space.

Feng Wuqing took advantage of the situation and pressed over. He wanted to ensure that Chutian would not be attacked.

One after the other, the leading flying eagle suddenly gained momentum. With a flick of his wrist, the machete in his hand turned into countless red lights reflecting the light of the torch. The color of pride, it seems that the first flying eagle symbolizes them.

Chu Tian had never imagined that the leading flying eagle could dance the heavy red silk saber so superbly. The astonishing pressure of the knife wind did not come only from the front where the leading flying eagle was, but seemed to be squeezed from all directions. come.

What's even more shocking is that with the help of the reflection of the light, the first flying eagle seems to hide somewhere in the shadow of the light, as if suddenly invisible.

If he hadn't been worried about the safety of the Shuaijun brothers, Chu Tian really wanted to have a bloody battle with the leader Feiying, but he couldn't do it tonight. The love of fighting would not only kill him, but also kill countless Shuaijun brothers.

Suddenly, one of the shadows slammed into Chu Tian's left shoulder with a strong wind.

At this moment, Chu Tianfang's face changed slightly, he shouted loudly, swung his saber to block, and blocked the red silk saber that was about to cut on him.

With a loud sound of 'Dang', Chutian and the leader Feiying took two steps back from each other, and Chutian took the opportunity to stagger back a few more steps.

The shadow of the light dissipated, revealing the flying eagle headed by a demon god, with the thick red saber in his right hand, slashing at Chu Tian who was constantly retreating, the attack was more fierce and fierce than the previous attack.

There was another sound of 'dang', the two swords collided, and Chu Tian took a few steps back.

Feng Wuqing frowned slightly, wondering why Chutian became so weak tonight, suddenly saw Chutian glanced past him intentionally from the corner of his eye, and then glanced at the railings of the moat, his heart moved, he immediately understood Chutian's intention, and used the river to escape.

The fierce air current forced the bystanders a few meters away to retreat. Chutian, who was the first to bear the brunt, suffered even more. Chutian cursed inwardly. For a grown elephant, it takes a lot of strength every time he hits him.

The leader, Feiying, did not hesitate to waste his strength, trying to suppress Chutian with vigor. It was a tactic of making quick decisions so that he could stand up to his subordinates. Can have such strong tenacity.

The leader, Feiying, saw Chutian and took a few steps back, thinking that Chutian was defeated, so he was willing to miss the opportunity, stood up like a thunderbolt, and prepared to kill Chutian in one fell swoop, hundreds of people watching until now Everyone felt breathless, not to mention shouting and cheering, the audience was unusually quiet.

Seeing that he was approaching the railing of the moat, Chu Tian jumped forward, and suddenly shouted at Feng Wuqing: "Wuqing, let's retreat!"

Feng Wuqing was taken aback for a moment, and then moved closer to Chutian.

The leader Feiying showed disdain on his face. He originally thought that Chutian was going to fight to the end, but unexpectedly he was about to escape. His face darkened, and he raised a red thick knife in his hand, and chased Chutian quickly.

Seeing that Chu Tian's defeat is set' and he still wanted to escape, the Black Dragon Society members cheered with ridicule and insults.

The encirclement net expanded in all directions, like a cat playing with a mouse, wanting to see how the leader, Flying Eagle, played with them.

The most unexpected thing happened.

Suddenly Chu Tian bumped into Feng Wuqing who was in the void, and shouted in a low voice: "Wuqing, use your strength and fight back!"

Without any hesitation, Feng Wuqing used all his strength to slam his body on top of him. Chu Tian used his strength to rebound, and his body shot back like a powerful arrow.

In one go, the flow of clouds is lost.

The leader, Feiying, couldn't help being very surprised. Unexpectedly, Chu Tian, ​​who had lost two moves in a row, dared to reflect back.

The members of the Black Dragon Society on the ground also screamed in unison, but there was no way to stop what was about to happen.

At this time, the leader Feiying exhausted his true energy and could no longer change his moves to fight against the enemy, but Chutian was able to attack with all his strength, one after another, how could the difference count? When it reached the head of the leading flying eagle, the red sticky saber of the leading flying eagle had no time to raise it, and Chu Tian's Minghong saber had already sliced ​​across its neck.

"boom!"

Chu Tian swirled around and kicked Feiying in the chest again before he fell down.

The first flying eagle saw blood in his throat, his breastbone was shattered, and blood spurted wildly.

When the members of the Black Dragon Society and the five Flying Eagles woke up in shock, Chu Tian had already taken advantage of the counter-shock force of the Flying Eagle, the head of the attack, and then soared upwards, soaring into the sky like a big bird, leaping to Feng Wuqing's side , and then chopped down several members of the Black Dragon Society, jumped onto the railings of the moat, and threw them into the dark moat.

When the members of the Black Dragon Society saw Chu Tian and the others throwing themselves into the river, they couldn't help being angry, and threw the machete in their hands into the river, making 'dong dong' sounds.