Chapter 872 Selling Friends to Survive

After Xing Wenyao died, Yuan Hao and Feng Ying wanted to leave.

They were held back by Xuan Chengzi, Yun Xu, Cui Xuan Jing, and Jing Yuanliang. The Burning Sky Eagle and the Double-winged Silver Tiger were fighting Zi Yun and Lan Yin.

At present, the demon clan still had the upper hand.

But if Song Wen joined and helped the human clan, the demon clan would be defeated.

Yuan Hao gently waved the trident in his hand, and the Xuan Yin heavy water in front of him suddenly turned into a shield hundreds of feet long, protecting him and Feng Ying.

Feng Ying flapped his wings, and the Qing Ming Gangfeng turned into two wind blades.

These two wind blades did not attack Xuan Chengzi, Yun Xu, Cui Xuan Jing, and Jing Yuanliang, but slashed at Zi Yun and Lan Yin two hundred miles away.

It was planning to make a feint to the east and attack in the west to force Xuan Chengzi to rescue it and take the opportunity to escape.

Xuan Chengzi had seen through the intentions of the two monsters. He urged the compass in his hand to condense the Bagua map to save Ziyun and Lan Yin. At the same time, he spoke loudly.

"Yuanhao, Fengying. Are you going to escape just like that? Don't you care about Fangzhu Island and the monsters in the nearby seas?"

At this moment, the Xuanyin heavy water shield condensed by Yuanhao just blocked the attacks of Yunxu, Cui Xuanjing, and Jing Yuanliang. It was about to fly away in the air. Hearing this, it couldn't help but show a hint of hesitation in its eyes.

They are a rare tribe of tidal monsters.

After the monsters occupied Fangzhu Island, almost all the tidal monsters in the Chaos Sea moved to the waters near Fangzhu Island.

This time, the human race invaded in large numbers, and Yuanhao gathered all the tidal monsters together, and now they are temporarily living in a saltwater lake on the island.

If it escapes, I'm afraid no tidal monster can escape the clutches of the human race.

By then, when its lifespan runs out, the Tide Demon Clan will probably be extinct.

Fengying glanced at Yuanhao not far away, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

It was about to spread its wings and fly away, but suddenly saw a short spear wrapped in the shining sun lightning, cutting through the sky and rushing towards it.

Fengying's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and in the blink of an eye, a deep blue wind condensed out of thin air, and then turned into a miniature whirlwind, sweeping towards Yuanhao.

Yuanhao was too close to it, and he was not wary of it at all. He was caught off guard and was easily swept by the whirlwind.

The whirlwind pushed Yuanhao forward and met the short spear that was shooting at him.

Yuanhao was angry and furious, but there was no other way. He could only hold the Xuanyin heavy water shield and hit the short spear.

"Boom--"

The lightning burst on the dark blue shield.

The shield shattered, and the short spear was also blocked.

However, Xuan Chengzi, Yunxu, Cui Xuanjing, and Jing Yuanliang had taken the opportunity to surround him, leaving Yuanhao with nowhere to escape.

On the other hand, the wind eagle was a flying monster, and was good at escaping. It had already escaped a hundred miles away.

"Want to leave? Not so easy."

Song Wen said softly, and a large amount of blood mist emerged from his body, submerging him.

The wind eagle suddenly found that a ball of blood mist suddenly appeared ten miles ahead of him.

The figure of 'Ji Yin' emerged from the blood mist.

The wind eagle was horrified and quickly turned around and flew to the left.

"Thunder is coming!"

Song Wen roared, and two lightning lights extended from his hands, like two silver whips, suddenly whipping at the wings of the wind eagle.

The wind eagle did not even look back, and his wings moved slightly, and two groups of green winds swept out.

The wind met the silver whip.

In an instant, lightning flashed everywhere and a strong wind blew.

Taking advantage of the huge impact force generated by the collision of the strong wind and the lightning, the wind eagle suddenly spread its body, like a green stream of light cutting through the sky, quickly widening the distance between it and Song Wen.

During its flight, every slight flutter of its wings would drive the surrounding airflow, forming a series of small tornadoes.

These tornadoes rushed towards Song Wen, delaying his pursuit.

At this time, the wind eagle suddenly discovered that there was a sudden flash of lightning in front of it.

It was the short spear.

When the wind eagle turned around, Song Wen had already controlled the short spear, drew an arc in the air, and came in front of the wind eagle.

On the short spear, the lightning was surging, which was much stronger than the thunder method that Song Wen hastily performed.

The wind eagle had to deal with it seriously.

It attracted the Qingming strong energy, turned into a giant green blade, and slashed at the short spear.

However, just as the green giant blade flew out, a deafening thunder roared above his head.

A purple thunderbolt fell from the sky like a punishment from heaven.

A complex look flashed in Fengying's eyes. This thunder method was too difficult to deal with.

Not only was it extremely powerful, but it was also extremely fast, leaving no place for people to hide, and they had to face it head-on.

Fengying once again mobilized the remaining Qingming Gangqi in his body, turning it into a hemispherical shield to protect it.

It mobilized all its demonic power and finally resisted the bombardment of the purple thunderbolt. At this time, a few feet away from him, blood suddenly appeared, and 'Ji Yin' took the opportunity to chase him.

A ray of anger flashed in Fengying's eyes.

Even a clay man can still be angry, let alone a great demon at the peak of the Nascent Soul.

It was exhausted by Song Wen's pursuit and had long been frustrated.

Moreover, it also saw that it would be impossible for it to get rid of Song Wen without seriously injuring or killing him.

The power of the wind eagle is not only its wind magic, but also its strong body.

"Chi——"

The wind eagle let out an eagle cry, shocking the sky and the clouds!

Its sharp beak suddenly stabbed towards Song Wen!

Song Wen did not dodge, holding a short blade, he chopped down at the dark eagle's beak.

"Squeak."

A sharp friction sound was heard.

The eagle beak, which was more indestructible than the top-grade magic weapon, was broken by Song Wen with one knife, and he sent the short blade to the huge head of the wind eagle.

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the wind eagle, but as a great demon, it did not panic.

It flapped its wings and its body suddenly rose two points, thus avoiding the short blade.

At the same time, it spread a pair of sharp claws like iron hooks and grabbed Song Wen suddenly.

Song Wen's face was stern. In terms of speed alone, he was far inferior to the wind eagle. He could not dodge and could only face it head-on. There was no other choice.

Two figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

Two fourth-level peak corpse puppets rushed up to meet the pair of sharp claws.

The hands of the corpse puppets intersected with an eagle claw respectively, making a sharp collision sound.

Both sides were indestructible and neither was at a disadvantage.

The two corpse puppets took the opportunity to hang on the eagle's claws, and boundless corpse gas gushed out, forcibly pulling the huge body of the wind eagle downwards.

The wind eagle's eyes showed fear, and it felt as if there were two mountains hanging under its feet, making it unable to move upwards.

Seeing the opportunity, Song Wen jumped up instantly, raised the Soul-Splitting Blade in his hand, and stabbed the lower jaw of the wind eagle.

The feathers on the wind eagle's body, as hard as gold and iron, were easily cut off by the Soul-Splitting Blade and pierced into its body.

The terrifying golden sharp energy burst out instantly, crushing the head of the wind eagle.

The wind eagle was instantly out of breath.