The Great Escape of Martial Arts

Chapter 134 The Divine Beast Comes to the Bowl
After fighting for a long time, two more black eagles died, and the two white eagles were also covered with scars, and the white feathers were stained with blood. Suddenly, a huge black eagle screamed a few times.

More than a dozen black eagles turned around and fled, and disappeared into the clouds, and there were still four black eagles fighting hard.

Seeing that the white eagle had won, everyone cheered.

After a while, three more black eagles also turned around and fled towards the east, one white eagle was reluctant to give up, and then rushed away, flying away for a while.

There was only one black eagle left, fleeing up and down, and was forced into a panic by the remaining white eagle.

Seeing that the black eagle could not escape, suddenly there was a strange noise in the air, more than ten black eagles swooped down from the clouds and pecked at the white eagle.

Han Xiaoying exclaimed:

"Has this eagle become a master? He actually knows how to use tricks!"

At this time, the white eagle was left alone and lost to the siege of more than ten black eagles. Although another black eagle was pecked to death, he was seriously injured and fell on the cliff.

Not long after, he pecked the white eagle to death, and threw himself into a hole in the cliff.

I saw the heads of two little white vultures protruding from the hole, and they were about to be pecked to death by the black vultures.

Han Xiaoying couldn't bear it, and was about to call Wu Zhai to save the young eagle, but saw Temujin bent his bow and put on an iron arrow. With a sound of "嗖", the flying arrow was piercing into the body of a black eagle like lightning. Cheers in unison.

Wo Kuotai and Tuo Lei also shot at one head, and all the Mongolian generals bowed their bows to shoot at each other. The black eagles fell one after another, and the rest of the black eagles didn't dare to stay any longer, and fled in all directions.

Temujin rewarded the warrior who shot the eagle, and returned to the camp after losing his horse, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

Wu Zhai and Han Xiaoying walked out hand in hand, only to hear two small white eagles on the top of the cliff chirping and chirping.

It came back after chasing the black vultures until this time, presumably the black vultures lured it to a very far place, the vulture's eyesight is very far, and it had seen that its lover had died on the cliff, the vulture was like a flower in the blink of an eye Baiyun flew past overhead, and then flew back quickly.

The two of them raised their heads and saw the white eagle circling back and forth, screaming sadly.

Han Xiaoying said:

"Look how pitiful this white eagle is."

Suddenly, the white eagle uttered a long cry, and fluttered its wings straight to the sky.

Wu Zhai said:
"It's going to die for love..."

Before he finished speaking, the white eagle suddenly rushed down from the cloud like an arrow, and with a "poof", it hit the rock with its head and died instantly.

Han Xiaoying exclaimed, shedding tears in a daze.

After a while, he said:
"What a pair of infatuated birds, fifth brother, let's raise their children for these birds, shall we?"

Wu Zhai nodded, raised his breath, and ran straight to the foot of the cliff.

The second volume of "Nine Yin Scriptures" does not have light body skills, and he has only practiced the Great Fumo Fist in these years, so his steps are heavy and his speed is not fast.

It's just that he has strong internal energy and great strength, he uses his hands and feet together, and he climbs like an ape. This cliff is tens of feet high, and some places are as steep as a wall, but Wu Zhai's hands and feet borrowed strength from the slight bumps and immediately jumped up. superior.

Not long after, Wu Zhai climbed up to the top of the cliff, reached into the cave, and caught the two small eagles, put them in his arms, and slid down with his back against the cliff. With a hook, or a push of the foot, the downward trend is slowed down, and when it reaches the smooth stone wall, it will slide down smoothly, and the foot has landed in a blink of an eye.

Han Xiaoying hurried over, took out the white eagle from Wu Zhai's arms, held it in her palm with joy, and said softly:

"Diaoer, let's go and bury your parents first!"

So, Wu Zhai dug another hole on the cliff, brought the bodies of the two white eagles over, and buried them together with Han Xiaoying.

Han Xiaoying held the heads of the two little eagles and kowtowed a few times in front of the tomb.

She was originally a heroic person, but after being spoiled by Wu Zhai these years, she seems to be getting smaller and softer, just like a little girl who has not experienced much in the world.

The two of them searched the grassland for a year, but there was no trace of the bloody BMW. Fortunately, they played with the two eagles all day long, and they were not in a hurry to go back to the south of the Yangtze River.

On this day, they let the eagles fly. Suddenly, there was a lot of dust and smoke in front of them, people neighed, and a large herd of horses came rushing forward.

Just as the group of horses calmed down, they suddenly saw a little red horse in the west rushing into the group of horses, kicking and biting wildly.

The horse herd was in chaos again, but the red horse ran northward without a trace.

For a moment, I saw a red light flashing in the distance, and the red horse rushed into the horses again in a blink of an eye, causing trouble. Can you catch it?

In an instant, he ran far away again, standing tens of feet away, hissing and hissing, as if he was very proud of his mischievous masterpiece.

All the shepherds were angry and funny, and there was nothing they could do about it.

When the little red horse came charging for the third time, the three shepherds bent their bows and shot arrows. The horse was extremely clever, and when the arrow came to him, it suddenly turned around and ran away, and the arrow fell through the air. The people of the world may not be able to catch up.

Wu Zhai laughed and said:

"If you step through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it!"

Han Xiaoying was fascinated and asked:

"Is this a bloody horse?"

The two rushed to the shepherd and asked about the origin of the red horse.

A shepherd said:

"This little wild horse came out of nowhere deep in the mountains. A few days ago we saw that it was born beautifully, so we tried to snare it with a rope, but we didn't get it, and instead annoyed it, making troubles every day these days. "

An old shepherd looked serious and said:

"It's not a horse."

Han Xiaoying wondered:
"what is that?"

The old shepherd said:

"It was transformed by the dragon in the sky, don't mess with it."

Another shepherd laughed and said:
"Who said a dragon can turn into a horse? Nonsense."

The old shepherd said:

"What does the young man know? I have been herding horses for decades, and I have never seen such a powerful beast..."

Before he could finish speaking, the little red horse rushed into the herd of horses again.

Wu Zhai predicted the place where the red horse must pass, stabbed diagonally and intercepted it, when the red horse galloped up, suddenly jumped up, the red horse was galloping to his crotch.

All the time, the position was correct, but in this instant, the red horse suddenly exerted strength and rushed forward like an arrow, but he didn't get on it.

Wu Zhai laughed and said:

"What a clever little ghost!"

With all the power of his dantian, he chased after him, suddenly stretched out his long arm, his left hand had already grabbed the mane by the neck of the little red horse, the red horse was startled, and ran even faster.

Wu Zhai's body was dragged and flew in the air, but his fingers could only hold on to the mane tightly, all the shepherds clamored loudly.

Wu Zhai steadied himself, and suddenly somersaulted in the air, and got on the horse's back. The little red horse stood up on its front legs and kicked violently with its hind legs, as if it had gone mad, but Wu Zhai's legs were clamped tightly, and it never gave up. It backs up.

Han Xiaoying cheered and cheered, and the two eagles circled and danced above their heads.

Unexpectedly, the little red horse galloped wildly, galloping back and forth on the grassland for more than an hour, but did not feel tired at all, it was actually getting more and more energetic...

(End of this chapter)