Chapter 673 Earth Moat Eagle, Grab It!

Young Master Ying glanced at the guard beside him, nodded slightly, and asked him to test the quality of the human race in front of him.

It took a step back and gave up the home court to the Eagle Guard. The Eagle Guard was refreshed, and without saying a word, a big eagle spread its wings and attacked Yang Fan.

Yang Fan looked at this little bird flying in mid-air, wanting to attack him with overwhelming momentum, and waved his hands casually at it.

With such a good target and such a suitable posture, Yang Fan himself would feel very embarrassed if he didn't fly it properly.

Whoosh!

A silver light flashed.

It circled around the little follower's neck at extreme speed. Before it could react, the Tiangang thorn returned to Yang Fan's side again, and went straight into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ying Changkong and Young Master Ying's expressions changed at the same time, and they couldn't help but cast their eyes on the little follower.

The attack of the little follower remained unabated, and the speed was extremely fast, and it only took a few tenths of a second to attack Yang Fan.

Yang Fan made a wrong foot, and moved his body half a meter to the right, just in time to avoid the attack of the little follower, and then stood quietly on the side without making any moves to fight back.

Boom!

An eagle's head fell off the little follower's neck, and the scarlet blood splashed upwards. Then, the little follower's headless corpse fell to the ground straight, its limbs twitched for a moment, and then there was no more sound .

After the death of the guardian eagle, all the demonic powers in his body were lost, and the transformed human body could no longer maintain its original shape.

The headless corpse rapidly swelled and grew bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon all the clothes it was wearing were torn and torn, and a corpse of a giant eagle with a red face and a fiery face appeared in front of it.

Yang Fan retreated more than ten meters in one fell swoop, barely avoiding the fate of being crushed by the corpse.

"Drink! Such a big bird can eat several meals for me." Yang Fan inspected the eagle's legs and wings, then turned to An Sheng and said, "Fatty, remember to take this pair of eagle wings back home. , let's eat it braised!"

An Sheng replied loudly: "Come on! After a while, my buddies will go and take off those arms. The flesh and blood of the seventh-level demon king should taste good!"

Yelling vigorously,

An Sheng's feet didn't dare to take half a step forward, but even so, the two big birds on the opposite side were very angry.

Yang Fan looked back at An Sheng with satisfaction, this fat man could make him a little bit more satisfied, his brain was spinning fast, his mouth was particularly damaged, let's see how angry he was with his two big birds, his eyes It's all red.

Habitually used an intermediate harvesting technique on the little follower's corpse, and then another mind-soul arrest, collecting the beast soul into the mind-soul consciousness sea.

Then, Yang Fanfei stepped on the huge eagle head of the little follower, and raised his head to look at Young Master Ying: "Now, start fighting... Jie!"

"Little eagle, if you are sensible, just obediently give me your place of guard, otherwise, I don't mind eating another pair of eagle wings!"

After killing chickens to warn monkeys, Yang Fan once again extended the content of the conversation to the theme of blocking roads and robbery.

This time, no demon felt that he was mentally ill anymore, no matter whether it was Ying Changkong or Ying Shaozhu, they all looked at Yang Fan extremely cautiously.

Being able to easily break the neck of a seventh-level monster five in one encounter, the strength of the human being in front of him cannot be underestimated.

The little follower can serve as Young Master Ying's personal guard and accompany the young master to enter the secret realm of the spiritual source, which in itself shows its strength. Otherwise, it would not be able to stand out among the hundreds of red eagles of the right age and win the favor of Young Master Ying. favor.

However, such a little master who was almost at the peak of the seventh-level demon king turned into a headless corpse without any strength to fight back. Young Master Ying also had to re-examine Yang Fan's true strength.

"Young master, be careful, what this human race is using is an extremely rare rune secret weapon, and the level seems to be not low!"

Ying Changkong cut his voice to warn Young Master Ying.

When the silver light suddenly flashed just now, even a peak beast king like it felt a bit of coldness, which made Ying Changkong feel very bad. Its spiritual consciousness told it that the secret weapon seemed to be Even it can hurt.

This kind of rune secret weapon that can pierce the defense of a king-level powerhouse can already be called a sharp weapon. Even if it is a peak beast king like it, it must be handled with care.

Young Master Ying shook his head slightly, and suddenly laughed lightly.

"That's more interesting. I was afraid that the opponent was too weak and I wouldn't be able to exert my due strength, so I wouldn't be able to enjoy myself. I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he would bring such a big surprise to my young master!"

"He is not the only one with magical weapons and secret weapons!"

With a thought of Young Master Ying, a golden armor suddenly appeared on his body, and a bloody long sword appeared in his hand.

When Ying Changkong saw these two things, his expression changed, and he exclaimed in shock: "Master Yingdi actually gave these two magical weapons to the young master, really..."

What a motherly waywardness!

These are the only two high-level magic weapons of their Chiying clan. It is extremely difficult for Yingchangkong to borrow them at ordinary times, but now the Lord Yingdi gave them to his youngest son so easily, isn't he afraid? Did it slip up on Terran territory?

What the hell.

If it wasn't for the fear that Lord Yingdi would find out afterwards, Ying Changkong would have wanted to guard himself and steal it.

"It's just borrowed." Young Master Ying glanced at Ying Changkong lightly, and said in a low voice: "There is my father's spiritual imprint on it, and I am not afraid that it will be snatched away!"

Ying Changkong's heart trembled, and he quickly put away his little thoughts.

"Master Yingdi is far-sighted, and Changkong admires it. With these two magical weapons by his side, the young master will surely gain countless opportunities when he goes to the original secret realm. Changkong is here to congratulate the young master!"

I couldn't help butting a few words of flattery. With the appearance of these two magical weapons, the two big birds seemed to no longer take Yang Fan's threat seriously. He also ignored Madara's corpse.

"I think so too." Young Master Ying glanced at Ying Changkong with satisfaction, and then set his eyes on Yang Fan: "However, before that, this Young Master wants to subdue one more divine weapon, A mysterious weapon that belongs entirely to this young master!"

Obviously, the Tiangang thorn in Yang Fan's hand was missed by others.

"Master, master! Did you see it?!"

"Runes and secret weapons! Divine weapons! Two pieces! This is a treasure delivered to your door, why hesitate, grab it!"

Behind Yang Fan, An Sheng was so excited that he raised his finger and pointed to the two mail armor and long sword shining with special rune fluctuations on the young master Ying, his eyes were shining, and he was eager to encourage.

What the hell is this earth moat hawk, if you don't snatch it, your conscience will definitely make it difficult for you, isn't it?

Yang Fan ignored him, this fat man thought of calling the master when he saw the benefits.

However, what he said was right, those were two pieces of runes and secret weapons, and the quality seemed to be very good, which made Yang Fan feel itchy. Come on, don't you have parents, sisters, and a lot of apprentices?

At this moment, Yang Fan was very moved, this was a benefit delivered to his door, it would be unreasonable not to grab it!

One person and one monster, almost at the same time, they all felt greedy in their hearts, wanting to snatch the magic weapon from the opponent's hand and take it as their own.

"Human boy, your strength is not bad!" The young master Ying took two steps forward, without even looking at the eagle head under Yang Fan's feet, his eyes were fixed on Yang Fan's eyes, and said: "However, with your little means, you can If you want to rob this young master, I'm afraid it's not enough."

"Come, come, let Ben Bulai meet you personally. If you can really defeat this young master, it's nothing to give you the place of guard!"

As he said that, Young Master Ying raised his long sword and flew up, just like his little follower just now, slashing straight at Yang Fan from top to bottom.

Yang Fan was not polite, and threw the knife again, but this time it was Young Master Ying's right arm that was holding the long sword.

The little follower is not important and can be slaughtered at will. But this Young Lord Eagle is a ticket to enter the land of spiritual origin, even if you want to tear it up, you have to wait until you enter the land of the secret realm before tearing it up.

chi chi!

When the flying knife collided with the mail armor on Young Master Ying, gold and silver sparks shot out at the same time, piercing people's eyes.

Seeing this situation, Yang Fan and Young Master Ying startled at the same time, they were evenly matched, evenly matched.

"Sure enough, it's the best magic weapon! Mine is mine!"

One person and one monster admired at the same time in their hearts, and their desire to seize the magic weapon in the opponent's hand became more and more urgent.

The battle continued, but it was obvious that Young Master Ying had gained the upper hand with the help of his two-year magic weapon. No matter from which angle Yang Fan's Tiangang thorn attacked Young Master Ying, it would be stopped by his chain mail in time.

But Yang Fan himself does not have any external armor protection, facing the attack of the red long sword in Young Master Ying's hand, he can only dodge carefully at all times, not daring to touch it head-on.

"Brother An Sheng, what should I do, the master seems to have lost the wind!" Mu Qianqian looked a little nervous: "Do you want me to call someone now?"

"No need!" An Sheng said: "Brother Fan is just confusing the opponent now, he hasn't used his best methods yet, so don't worry."

Mu Qianqian has been with Yang Fan too short, and she only has a half-knowledge of Yang Fan's abilities, far less clear than An Sheng, an old apprentice.

Yang Fan has been fighting Young Master Ying for so long, all he has used is the advantage of Tiangang Thorn's own magic weapon, and he has not used the means he is best at.

In other words, Brother Fan hasn't started to be serious yet, he has been teasing that little bird all the time.

Of course, the main purpose should be to confuse that peak Beastmaster, lest it suddenly attack and spoil Brother Fan's good deed.

An Sheng has been paying close attention to the one man and one demon in the middle of the fight. When he saw that in the battle, the expression on the face of the Young Master Ying when he looked at Yang Fan became more and more kind and friendly in an instant. When there was still a little worship, the little fat man's eyes suddenly lit up.

He knew that Yang Fan had already started to do it!