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This night was no longer peaceful for Fantian Valley. When the people under the high wall saw the movement above, they knew that the Dark Wind Alliance had come to attack again. They quickly sent people to inform everyone in the valley and asked Liu Fei to stay here. , Zhan Ran and Liu Che led some people towards the high wall.
Mu Tian held a big sword and took advantage of the chaos to move forward and kill him. Although his qualifications were mediocre, he was much better than ordinary disciples. He could barely cope with the Dark Wind Alliance people in front of him. He stepped forward and went to Looking at the wall in front, I saw four ladders leaning against the wall. It was through them that the people of the Dark Wind Alliance climbed up the high wall one after another.
Mu Tian felt anxious and shouted loudly: "There is a ladder outside the wall."
At this time, the brain-gnawing eagle, the sixth among the nine evil eagles, heard the sound and came over to kill him. He put the man-eating hook in his hand forward and probed Mu Tian's forehead.
Mu Tian was startled. He did not expect such a strange weapon to attack from the right. The front end of the long iron chain was an extremely sharp scimitar. He quickly ducked sideways to avoid the attack.
After failing to hit the target, he put back the iron chain and took the scimitar that flew out in front of him back into the brain-gnawing eagle's right hand. Then, he took one step at a time and killed Mu Tian.
Mu Tian was not stupid. When he saw that the opponent's weapon was strange and different from the Dark Wind Alliance disciples around him, he knew that he had a serious background. At this time, he also saw that the opponent was approaching him quickly, so he braced himself up and did not dare to act carelessly. Fighting; then, he took a half step forward with his right foot, turned his body slightly to one side, and swung the sword forward, ready to defend at any time. 【.aiquxs.com】
However, the brain-gnawing eagle didn't pay attention to him at all, and didn't care whether the opponent was attacking or defending; in the blink of an eye, the scimitar in his right hand had pierced the opponent's abdomen.
Under such circumstances, Mu Tian did not dare to be blindly arrogant, and hurriedly used the knife to block it. However, he did not expect that the scimitar suddenly broke away from the brain-gnawing eagle's right hand in the middle, and quickly went straight up, forcing it towards his neck; With an impromptu change of tactics, the sword in Mu Tian's hand was too late to intercept. It was impossible to move forward because at some point, the opponent had stopped where he was, holding the chain in his right hand and looking at the other end. The scimitar flew towards Mutian.
He was afraid that before the knife in Mu Tian's hand touched the opponent, the opponent's scimitar would have hit his neck. In desperation, he could only stop his steps, shrink back, and quickly put away the big knife in his hand. Coming back, I wanted to take the opportunity to hold up the opponent's scimitar.
Unexpectedly, when the scimitar was only a few feet away from the big sword, the brain-gnawing eagle waved his right hand. The scimitar, like a spiritual snake, suddenly changed its direction, bypassed the big knife in front of him, and hit Mu Tian's left shoulder.
Suddenly, Mu Tian felt a chill in his left shoulder, followed by a burst of burning pain. It was a piece of flesh that had been cut off with a machete, and the gurgling blood dyed the clothes around his left shoulder red.
At this time, Mu Tian didn't care to check the injury at all, and stared directly at the brain-gnawing eagle in front of him; but he knew that although the pain in his left shoulder was only a minor injury, it was not serious enough to break the menstrual bone.
Seeing that Mu Tian was facing a formidable enemy, the brain-gnawing eagle faced him grinned, said nothing, held a scimitar in his hand, and continued to kill him.
Mu Tian is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but he is also self-aware. After these few fights, he knows that the other party is much stronger than him. I am afraid that even if he fights with his life, he will be the only one who dies in the end, but now there is no way out. .
Just when Mu Tian was in a dilemma, Mu Fu was not far away. When he saw this situation, he rushed to help. He knew how much his cousin weighed and couldn't just watch Mu Tian die.
"You go down and call someone first. I'll take care of it for now." Mu Fu held the dragon-binding stick in his hand and whispered to Mu Tian.
Mu Tian didn't show off, nodded, whispered "be careful" to Mu Fu, looked at the injury on his left shoulder, gritted his teeth, turned around and left.
The brain-gnawing eagle didn't mind changing opponents midway, so even if Mu Tian wanted to leave, he wouldn't force him to stay; just looking at the momentum, he knew that the one in front of him was much stronger than the one just now.
Mu Fu glanced at him and said, "The brain-gnawing eagle is the sixth among the nine evil eagles."
A look of surprise flashed across the Brain-Gnawing Eagle's face, but then he thought that his opponent seemed to have some skills, and it was not surprising that he knew that he was one of the Nine Evil Eagles. He smiled and said, "That's right, I will It's the brain-gnawing eagle. Who are you? Tell me your name."
"This is Mu Fu from the Landao Gang." Mu Fu stepped forward in no hurry. He shook his long stick in his hand, raised it to the ground, and stood there.
The brain-gnawing eagle thought for a while, and it seemed that he had never heard of the name Mu Fu, but the person in front of him was not an ordinary person; he no longer thought about it in detail, raised the scimitar in his hand, and stepped forward with his right foot. , kill him.
Mu Fu knew the power of the man-eating hook in the brain-gnawing eagle's hand, but he had never fought before and was unsure. When he saw the opponent rushing toward him, he chose to hold the stick motionless and wait for the opponent to come over.
The brain-gnawing eagle grinned, grabbed the iron chain with his left hand, and swung his right hand forward. The scimitar that flew forward rapidly hit the opponent's face.
Of course, Mu Fu would not sit still and wait for death. He had extraordinary arm strength, and the iron rod in his hand was called the dragon-binding stick. Suddenly, he held the dragon-binding stick with both hands and danced in front of him.
Although the scimitar was fast, it was still rejected by the dragon-binding stick. Once it touched, it was bounced back. The brain-gnawing eagle hurriedly reached out to catch it, took a step back, and stopped. Not attacking or defending, he just looked at Mu Fu not far away.
Mu Fu danced for a while, and then stopped when he saw that the opponent didn't make any move. Even though his arm strength was amazing, he was a little tired after dancing with the iron rod for a long time, so he naturally wanted to take a rest and fight again.
But as soon as he stopped, the brain-gnawing eagle moved. He dwarfed and clenched the scimitar in his hand. This time, he did not hit the center of the opponent, but went straight to his left side.
Mu Fu was anxious in his eyes and knew that he was careless. At this moment, the old power had just passed away and the new power had not yet emerged. The long stick in his hand could no longer block forward in time. He could only step back and want to Avoid the opponent's knife.
Unexpectedly, the scimitar broke away from the brain-gnawing eagle's hand again and went straight to the left side of Mu Fu's lower abdomen. The speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, the blade grazed his lower abdomen; the knife was neither heavy nor deep, but There was still blood around the wound, and Mu Fu was a little annoyed that he had underestimated the enemy just now.
However, before this was over, the brain-gnawing hawk tugged with his left hand and pulled with his right hand. The scimitar turned like a long eye and ran towards Mu Fu's back.
After suffering a loss just now, Mu Fu would not be careless this time. He quickly dodged to the right and swept the dragon-binding stick forward; this stick did not go towards the scimitar, but went straight towards it. Stab the iron chain connecting the opponent's knife and hand. With such a strike of the iron rod, no matter how skilled the brain-gnawing eagle is, he still can't control the scimitar at the other end. He suddenly feels numbness in the tiger's mouth and quickly pulls it back.
Taking this opportunity, Mu Fu felt a sense of relief when he touched the injured area on his left side. Although there was some pain, luckily there was no broken belly, just some flesh wounds. This is so good. Mu Fu really wants to have a good fight with the brain-gnawing eagle here. It's hard to say who will win. The man-eating hook in the brain-gnawing eagle's hand is versatile and can be long or short. It is a rare murder weapon. But with the dragon-binding stick in his hand, Mu Fu is not afraid of the opponent's weird weapon.
At this time, looking at another place, Luo Ping was already facing off against the boss of the opponent's Nine Evil Eagles, the Eviscerating Eagle.
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