Chapter two hundred and sixty third life and death
The mountain eagle, which had almost lost everything, also gave up completely.
"You are unkind, so don't blame me for being unjust!"
The mountain eagle looked at Han Ying, Duan Ziyu, and Jiang Lang, the son of Fengtian Mansion Yin, with ferocious eyes.
He wants to kill the children of these big shots and make them pay the price.
If it were normal, the mountain eagle would naturally not want to be enemies with these three forces, but now, his own nest has been wiped out by them, so why should he care about this?
Not to mention these second-generation children, even if their father, the God of War, is here, the mountain eagle will still fight with them.
"Hmph! How many juniors are sent here to use me as a reward for my military exploits?"
"Don't think that I will catch you without mercy, I will make you pay a heavy price!"
With an angry roar, the mountain eagle showed its mandarin duck axe, and flew towards the crowd, swooping down and stabbing at an angle.
When Han Ying saw this, she didn't panic and immediately took out the Miao Dao she was carrying behind her.
The Miao Dao, also known as the Royal Forest Saber, is about one and a half meters long, and the handle alone is half a meter long.
Because the blade is long and slender and resembles a grain seedling, it is named Miao Dao.
The predecessor of the Miao Dao was the Tang Dao. It was later improved by Qi Zhanshen of the Ming Dynasty and invented as the Qi Family Dao. It took into account the characteristics of both swords and guns. The sword can be held in one hand or with both hands. It is a commonly used weapon in the military.
, full of power.
Even though Han Ying was just a woman, she danced her slender Miao sword, opening and closing it widely. The light of the sword was like a snare, covering the sky and the earth.
If anyone else had fallen under this blade, they would have been chopped into pieces long ago.
"Junior sister Han, your sword skills are great!" Duan Ziyu praised him and pulled out his long sword, "I'm here to help you too!"
The weapon Duan Ziyu used was the Huanshou Sword.
Because the handle of the knife can be firmly embedded in the scabbard, it is convenient for riding and will not be easily scratched off, so it is also called: buried sheath ring-head knife.
This knife is known as the ancestor of the war knife and was once the most lethal melee weapon.
According to legend, the sword of Huo War God in the Han Dynasty was a sword with a sheath and a ring, which killed countless invading enemies and made them frightened.
Han Ying and Duan Ziyu simultaneously used their sabers to fight against the mountain eagle's twin axes.
Jiang Lang also drew his saber, but instead of stepping forward, he took a few steps back.
He is still self-aware. It's okay to let him fight some gangsters, but he can't get involved in a battle of this level.
So, Jiang Lang waved his sword and commanded the plainclothes guards of Fengtian Mansion, saying: "Quick, surround this place! No one is allowed to let go!"
——Buzz!
In an instant, the swords and axes collided, making a dull impact.
I thought that with the combined efforts of the two of them, they could at least be as good as the mountain eagle.
But - snap!
Accompanied by a shattering sound.
Whether it was the Miao Dao in Han Ying's hand or the Huanshou Dao in Duan Ziyu's hand, they were broken into two pieces, unable to withstand the sharpness of the two mountain eagle axes!
"Hiss——!? How could this happen!?"
Duan Ziyu was shocked.
You must know that the weapons they use are all used by the military. They are sharp weapons for killing enemies in battle. They are naturally forged with the best materials and master-level techniques.
I dare not call it a magic weapon, but it can cut iron like clay.
How could it be so easily broken into two pieces by one blow?
"Is it a magic weapon!?" Han Ying was also shocked when she saw this.
To be able to break the weapons they brought from the army so easily, only high-precision special magic weapons can do it.
"Haha not bad!"
"This piece of mandarin ducks and axes that I have painted is exactly a pair of magical weapons!"
"Your ordinary soldiers are like broken copper and iron, vulnerable to a single blow!"
The mountain eagle easily shattered the weapons in the hands of the two men, and their morale immediately increased, and they laughed wildly.
Both of them have no weapons that can compete with them, and they are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, left to their own devices!
"Who should we start with!?"
The mountain eagle's fierce eyes immediately fell on Han Ying, and he had a cruel look on his face.
"I wonder how Qingzhou War God would react if he knew that his beloved daughter died tragically in my hands!"
“It’s really exciting!”
"Then let's start with you!"
It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!
The moment the mountain eagle shattered the weapons of the two men, the two axes in his hands flew up and down, and in one go, they came towards Han Ying.
This happened in less than half a second, leaving people with no time to think, let alone dodge!
"ah!"
Such a close blow, between life and death, Han Ying couldn't help but screamed in fright, and kept retreating.
But, how powerful is the mountain eagle? It is originally superior to the two of them.
Now, relying on the power of weapons, they are pursuing victory and never give their opponents any chance to breathe.
"Junior sister Han, be careful!" Duan Ziyu on the side saw this and shouted loudly.
He wanted to help, but it was difficult for him to defeat the magical weapon with his fists, so he could only use the method of making a sound in the east and striking in the west. He ducked behind the mountain eagle and launched a surprise attack to give Han Ying a chance to survive.
However, at this time, the mountain eagle was in a desperate posture, not caring about everything around it.
The other party's bare hands would only leave him with a small injury at most, so it doesn't matter at all.
In an instant, Duan Ziyu punched the mountain eagle directly in the back of his heart.
The mountain eagle did not dodge or evade, but only grunted. He was thick-skinned and hard-trained, and he did not even suffer any internal injuries.
The shock caused Duan Ziyu to feel numb and retreat continuously. His arms felt like lead and became heavy and difficult to lift.
"As expected of a mountain eagle! The strongest man in Fengtian!" This blow made Duan Ziyu realize the gap between them. The confidence and high-spiritedness he felt at the time were all gone at this moment.
"Oops!"
Duan Zi and Yu An complained that the two of them came here under orders this time. They originally wanted to make a success, but now it seems that they may not be able to escape unscathed.
In Duan Ziyu's view, this mountain sculpture has such terrifying strength that only his father or Uncle Han himself can suppress it!
But now, even if everyone joins forces to besiege the mountain eagle, it will probably be of no avail.
At the same time - the mountain eagle had already pushed Han Ying into a desperate situation with just one move.
The two axes in his hands moved up and down, piercing Han Ying's throat and heart at the same time.
"It's over!"
When Han Ying saw this, her eyes widened, her breathing stagnated, and her heart sank, as if her death was imminent.
At this critical moment.
An unexpected giant sword blocked Han Ying's face.
Crack - a loud noise!
In an instant, the twin axes of a mountain eagle were swung open!
"Um!?"
"who!?"
The mountain eagle thought that he was sure of success and was about to kill someone, but he didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin appeared halfway and could save someone from under his nose?
Who is it that has such ability!?
The mountain eagle turned its head and took a closer look, and saw that the man holding the sword was none other than Ye Feng.
"Mountain Eagle, your opponent is here!" Ye Feng slowly placed the giant sword in his hand in front of him and said calmly, "——It's me!" This chapter has been completed!
