Chapter 30 1 Flying Mount

"Do not bother me!"

Ye Feng firmly stuck the neck of the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle with his legs, and found that this guy was knocked unconscious by his own punch. No wonder he couldn't continue to fly.

"Wake me up!"

Ye Feng opened the eyelids of the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle with his hands, and kept blowing into its eyes, trying to wake it up.

After a while, the iron-clawed dragon eagle found that it was falling towards the ground at an extreme speed, its pupils shrank suddenly, and it began to flap its wings indiscriminately, and flew again.

"call!"

Seeing this, the disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they have seen Ye Feng's powerful strength, they can't guarantee that Ye Feng will be safe if they fall from such a high place.

However, they found another problem.

"Look, the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle is flying away from the White Floating City. If you reach those dangerous places, you will encounter a demon general comparable to the Primordial Gathering Realm!"

Shi Lei pointed to Yuankong with a worried look on his face.

"Junior Sister Mo Ying has passed, so I should be in time."

Huo Yunjie pointed to the sky, and when everyone looked, they saw Mo Ying flying with the frightened Jia Yulan with his sword, and speeding up to chase after the iron-clawed dragon eagle.

At this moment, Ye Feng's legs squeezed hard, and the iron-clawed dragon eagle was in pain and flew faster.

"Mo Ying, take Jia Yulan back!"

Ye Feng didn't panic, but turned around and shouted at Mo Ying, who was chasing after her, and ignored her again.

Mo Ying stared at Ye Feng's actions, guessed something, then turned around and flew towards the top of Misty Peak.

"Fourth Senior Sister, aren't we going to save the Sect Master?" Jia Yulan asked worriedly.

"He wants to tame the Ironclaw Dragonhawk."

After speaking, Mo Ying kept her mouth shut, and used the fastest speed to send Jia Yulan to the top of Misty Peak.

"What about the headmaster?"

After seeing Mo Ying's return, she did not continue to set out, and the other disciples were anxious.

"He should be fine."

Mo Ying whispered.

When Ye Feng asked her to come back, she clearly saw that his eyes were full of calm, and she obviously had a lot of confidence, so she was relieved to return to Misty Peak.

At this moment, high in the sky.

Ye Feng rode on the back of the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle, grabbed the top of its head with one hand, used it as a rudder, and kept swinging in the direction he wanted to go.

His strength is amazing, even the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle can't beat him, so he can only be obedient.

If you don't do it, Ye Feng will tap on the head of Iron Claw Longying with his fingers, which will make his head buzz, and he will not dare to refuse.

On those nearby peaks, there are buildings of other inferior sects.

The disciples of these sects raised their heads and happened to see the iron claw dragon eagle passing by, and they were all startled, thinking that the sect was about to suffer a catastrophe.

But what shocked them was that on the back of the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle, there was a young man with a familiar face!

"It's the head of Ye of the Misty Sect."

"Sect Master Ye is riding an iron-clawed dragon eagle!"

"Master Ye has tamed the iron-clawed dragon eagle and is passing over our sect. Is it a demonstration?"

"Looking at his appearance, he seems a little anxious. Is he going to go on a blind date on an iron-clawed dragon eagle?"

"No! Don't you think it's strange that the head of Ye, who has no cultivation base, can ride on the iron claw dragon eagle?"

"He is the twin brother of Sect Master Ye!"

The disciples of various sects spread words to each other, and different versions were spread, and the more they spread, the more outrageous they were.

Ye Feng didn't know the horror of the disciples of various sects. At this moment, he had completely suppressed the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle.

Once it tries to resist, Ye Feng will take out the low-grade spiritual artifact Lingyuan Bell the size of a teacup.

"Wow!"

After spending more than half an hour in the air, the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle was finally completely convinced, knowing that he could not escape, and made a cry symbolizing surrender.

"where to,

Then stop. "

Ye Feng pointed to Misty Peak and said.

Iron Claw Dragon Eagle could not understand human words, but he probably understood Ye Feng's gestures and landed on Misty Peak.

High winds kicked up thick dust.

But the disciples didn't care about their eyes, they ran to the vicinity quickly, and found that the iron claw dragon eagle was already obedient, and they felt incredible in their hearts.

"Wow!"

The iron-clawed dragon eagle fell to the ground, buried its head in the grass, and a fist-sized shadow of the iron-clawed dragon eagle appeared on the top of its head, the whole body was cyan with a hint of green.

Huo Yunjie pointed at the small iron-clawed dragon eagle phantom, for fear that Ye Feng would not know, and explained:

"Uncle Sect Master, the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle has surrendered. You can drop your blood on its soul body and you can recognize the master forever."

Hearing this, Ye Feng's eyes lit up.

If Huo Yunjie didn't say it, he really didn't know that he could recognize the master in this way.

"Give me a dagger."

Ye Feng stretched out his hand.

"Sect Master, I have it." Jia Yulan stepped forward, a slender hand slid across the gemstone on his waist, then grabbed a sharp dagger and handed it to Ye Feng.

"It's a low-grade spiritual tool 'storage belt'."

The disciples looked envious.

"Thanks."

Ye Feng took the dagger and swiped his fingertips, except for a little tingling, but only left a white mark.

"The sect master's skin is too tough, and ordinary mortal tools cannot be broken." But Mo Ying took a step forward, grabbed the luminous Windward Flying Sword, and quickly swiped it through Ye Feng's fingertips.

Then, like squeezing toothpaste, Ye Feng finally squeezed out a little blood and dripped it on the soul body of the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle.

As a strange feeling came to his heart, Ye Feng found that he had a special connection with the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle. No matter how far the other party ran, he could feel a slight sense, and he could even call the other party from a distance.

Moreover, he seemed to be able to understand the meaning of the iron-clawed dragon eagle's cry.

"It turns out that this is how monsters recognize their masters."

Ye Feng patted the iron claw dragon eagle on the head and let it take back its soul body.

The iron-clawed dragon eagle regained its glory, folded its wings, raised its head, and stood up more than three meters high, like a sculpture, very imposing.

At this time, the little white fox jumped off Li Jiaojiao's shoulders, jumped to the front of the iron-clawed dragon eagle, pointed at it with a small fleshy paw, and then pointed at himself, and didn't know what to say. .

However, Ye Feng soon received a message from the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle and understood what the little white fox meant.

"I, Xiaobai, the boss of the monster here, you, the new stupid big one, can only be the second child."

This is what the little white fox means.

After passing the news to Ye Feng, the iron-clawed dragon eagle raised its head and squinted at the little white fox, as if to say with disdain:

"Where is the little one from, play in the mud!"

This action suddenly made the little white fox grin and jump in place, so angry.

"Roar!"

At this moment, the unyielding flat-headed brother called the door again...

When the little white fox heard this, he jumped back on Li Jiaojiao's shoulder and shivered.

Seeing this, Iron Claw Dragon Eagle's face showed humanized contempt, and he looked at Brother Flathead who just climbed to the top of the peak and stood upright and rushed towards the crowd.

"Wow!"

Iron Claw Dragon Eagle found that Brother Flathead was so small, and thought it must be easy to bully, and suddenly made a sharp cry and rushed up.

That majestic figure seemed to say:

"You don't have to shoot, this 'force', let me iron claw dragon eagle to pretend!"