After knocking off the opponent's blow with one stick, Mu Fu hurriedly ducked forward, pushed the dragon-binding stick forward, and broke several of the opponent's ribs. Mu Fu had two wounds, but they were only minor injuries that hurt the flesh but not the muscles and bones. The brain-gnawing eagle was beaten by him and had no power to fight back. Its strength had already been determined.
The left arm, right leg, and ribs suffered heavy injuries one after another. The brain-gnawing eagle was helpless in front of Mu Fu. Now that he heard the sound of the bone-eviscerating eagle, it was too late to retreat. Dragging a wounded leg, he couldn't escape at all. Mu Fu's dragon-binding stick. This human-eating hook has killed countless people, but it has been repeatedly defeated by the dragon-binding stick. This is really one thing that kills another. Facing the people of the Dark Wind Alliance, Mu Fu will not be merciful.
The brain-gnawing eagle spat out a mouthful of blood and faced Mu Fu, feeling a sense of powerlessness. He was not afraid of death, but looked at the dragon-binding stick in the opponent's hand with some reluctance.
Mu Fu raised the dragon-binding stick to the ground and said, "What else do you want to say?"
The brain-gnawing eagle snorted and sneered a few times. Because his ribs were broken, he couldn't help coughing up a few more mouthfuls of blood. Then he replied: "I have nothing to say, and time is my life. If you want to be beaten, just give it a good beating."
Mu Fu stopped talking and stepped forward quickly. He waved his stick with his right hand and swept the dragon-binding stick towards the opponent's waist. The brain-gnawing eagle knew that he was about to die soon. He dragged his crippled right leg to avoid it, so he didn't use the knife to block it. Instead, he waved his right hand, stretched out the iron chain, and the scimitar was like a poisonous snake, thrusting straight into Mu Fu's forehead. .
Unexpectedly, the opponent was not afraid in the face of danger and was able to fight for his life. This made Mu Fu have to admire his courage. As a last resort, he could only switch from offense to defense and retract the long stick, but this was exactly what the brain-gnawing eagle meant. His right hand shook, and the scimitar suddenly reached down and stabbed Mu Fu's chest.
Even though the opponent's situation was at a disadvantage, Mu Fu did not underestimate the enemy, so he was naturally on guard against the opponent's sudden change of moves. He hurriedly moved the dragon-binding stick in front of him and blocked the scimitar.
When the attack failed, the Brain-Gnawing Eagle dragged his injured leg back and tried to attack again, but how could Mu Fu give him a chance this time? He swung the dragon-binding stick back and forth and charged directly. past.
As soon as he took a step, he jumped up, held a stick in both hands, struck the head with a stick, and hit it hard. When the brain-gnawing eagle saw that the situation was not good, he quickly blocked it with a knife, but the stick was powerful and heavy, and he was still hit by him. He hit Tian Ling Gai with a stick; in the blink of an eye, the knife was knocked to the side, followed by the sound of cracking bones and a scream. The brain-gnawing eagle's forehead was hit and sunken, and the Tian Ling Gai that was also sunken burst out. A pool of blood mixed with white turbid matter came out.
Unexpectedly, Mu Fu killed the opponent with one blow, causing his brains to burst out. Looking at the brain-gnawing eagle again, his eyes were dull, he was swaying, and he suddenly collapsed to the ground, and soon he lost his breath. .
Mu Fu put away the dragon-binding stick and looked at the brain-gnawing eagle lying lifeless on the ground with an expressionless face. He was neither happy nor sad. No one knew what he was thinking. Mu Tian, who had just come up from below, looked at At this scene, he stood next to his cousin, with such a happy face that he had already forgotten all about his injuries.
The Tyrant Eagle and the Eviscerating Eagle, who were preparing to evacuate not far away, also saw the battle and quickly stopped and ran back again. People who are both Nine Evil Eagles, how could they refuse to save themselves from death? To outsiders, they seemed to be ruthless and murderous, but the nine of them had already regarded each other as biological brothers.
Seeing the two men rushing towards each other, Mu Fu did not dare to move forward and stood there with the dragon-binding stick in his hand. Mu Tian beside him did not retreat and stood with his cousin. Facing the two Nine Evil Eagles, the two brothers knew very well that even if they were two against two, there was no chance of winning.
When the two came to the brain-gnawing eagle, they saw clearly that their brother was lying on the ground. He had already collapsed on the ground with all his limbs weak. His head was red and white, and it was all over the ground. His empty eyes were open, and he was gone. After the two of them looked at it, they were very sad. The Eviscerating Eagle helped him close his eyes, and the Tyrant Eagle looked up at Mu Fu, glaring angrily, and clenched the Tyrant Sword in his hand tightly.
Fortunately, Liu Che and Zhan Ran arrived in time. They stood on either side of the Mu brothers. This made Ba Ying, who had originally planned to kill them, feel wary. After a moment of hesitation, he finally chose to stay put.
The bone-eviscerating eagle didn't care, and directly carried the dead brain-gnawing eagle on its back, turned around and left.
Ba Ying still stood on the spot, raised the Ba Dao in his hand, pointed at Mu Fu fiercely and said: "Wait, I will make you pay with blood."
Before Mu Fu could speak, Zhan Ran stepped forward, stood in front of Mu Fu, and said to Ba Ying, "I'll stay with you until the end."
The Bone Eviscerating Eagle did not look back, and walked a few steps with the Brain-Gnawing Eagle on its back, and said to the Tyrant Eagle who had not yet moved behind him: "Without further ado, let's stop here today, let's go."
In so many years, this was the first time that they had failed. One of the Nine Evil Eagles was beaten to death. The Eviscerating Eagle also wanted to take revenge, but the current time did not allow it, so it could only retreat.
Since it was the Eviscerating Eagle who said it, Tyrant Eagle couldn't turn a deaf ear. He glanced at the people in front of him again, put away his Tyrant knife, turned around and left.
More and more people staying in Fantian Valley came up from above, and the people from the Dark Wind Alliance began to slowly withdraw. When Chen Feifan and the others arrived, there were no more people from the Dark Wind Alliance here. All that was left was the body lying on the ground.
Of course, those who came later did not necessarily have nothing to do. Those who helped the injured, those who carried the corpses, and those who changed the guard stayed here.
"This time they were not many in number. They had ladders, and both sides had about the same casualties. But they lost a master, who was the sixth among the Nine Evil Eagles. He was called the Brain-Gnawing Eagle, and he was killed by Mu Fu." Zhang Xiaohua said from I heard the news elsewhere and came to tell Chen Feifan and Xiao Mufeng.
The three brothers had heard about Mu Fu from the Landao Gang, but they didn't expect someone who could actually kill the Nine Evil Eagles. It seemed that the Fifteen Gangs in the South was also a land of crouching tigers, hidden dragons.
"Let's not talk about anything else. The Nighthawk Gang will definitely come for revenge." Xiao Mufeng said. At this time, he and Chen Feifan were working together to carry a body down.
Just as Zhang Xiaohua was about to speak, he suddenly saw a dark shadow flashing past him on the left. He suddenly felt something bad. He turned around and saw the dark shadow heading straight towards Mu Fu. He hurriedly shouted: "Be careful."
With this shout, Mu Fu also saw the crisis around him through the firelight around him. He hurriedly stepped back with his left foot and raised his stick with both hands to resist; but the coming person was too fast and unexpected. His left hand was injured and bleeding.
When the man turned around and was about to stab Mu Fu in the back, another man rushed over and blocked Mu Fu's back.
when. The two swords collided with the dagger, and neither side could take another step forward. The person holding the two swords was Zhang Xiaohua, and the dark figure holding the dagger covered the lower half of his face with a cloth. He was as thin as a ghost in the night. Chen Feifan and Xiao Mufeng recognized this person as the oldest of the Nine Evil Eagles. Five's thorny eagle.
