Small farmers dominate the desert island

The sword light flickered, covering the sky and the sun.

A few more red-eyed people were cut off by the waist.

Seeing this, the other red-eyed people, even though they were usually fearless about death, are now fighting against each other, and they don't even think about going to the Zulin to reunite with their ancestors after death.

A dozen or so people shouted, dropped their weapons one after another, and fled towards the port.

Chen Yu put his sword back into its sheath and walked up to Wang Dahai's body.

"Brother Haihai, don't worry, I will bring your body back to Chiyan Island to fulfill your last wish."

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he closed his eyes for him.

At this moment, Mo Yanyan's bewitching voice suddenly came from the sky, as well as the little one's whimpering voice.

It turned out that when the old eagle king saw Chen Yu fall to the ground, it finally broke out the anger it had held back for several days. While Mo Yanyan and Xiao Budian were wiping their tears, it suddenly flipped over and knocked them down from the eagle's back.

Chen Yu was shocked, and quickly threw out the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand, and slashed towards the old eagle king.

The old Eagle King turned gracefully in mid-air, and avoided it.

Immediately, an ear-piercing scream filled with deep-seated hatred resounded throughout the entire Meisha tribe.

"not good!"

Chen Yu hurriedly caught Mo Yanyan who fell in mid-air.

"Run, this old eagle king is about to take revenge, let's get on the boat quickly."

After saying this, Chen Yu put down Mo Yanyan, picked up Wang Dahai's body, and stepped into the big boat.

Immediately, the screams of the red-eyed people came from the big boat.

After Chen Yu dealt with the red-eyed man inside, he quickly rushed into the bilge again, shoveled a lot of energy into the stove, a puff of green smoke came out from the big ship, and he began to turn the rudder to the right, preparing to escape from the port at full speed.

After finishing these, Chen Yu had time to look at the sky.

The sun was blocked, and tens of thousands of iron-billed eagles rushed towards the big ship where Chen Yu was with deep-seated hatred.

Chen Yu hurriedly handed over the rudder to Ding Dong, and he, Mo Yanyan, Lu Xiaoya, and the little one stood at the bow of the boat, with weapons in their hands, looking solemnly at the iron-billed eagle in the sky.

"Weeping Blood Sword, ten thousand swords return to the Yuan."

The sword energy filled the entire sky in an instant, chopping down more than a dozen iron-billed eagles.

But immediately, other iron-mouthed carvings filled the gap, and continued to rush towards Chen Yu like a mountain top.

As the saying goes, black clouds are overwhelming the city, and what Chen Yu is riding is not a city, but a medium-sized ship.

Mo Yanyan leaped into the air at this time, balls of cold air kept popping out from between her fingers, helping Chen Yu a little.

Lu Xiaoya took the big bow of the red-eyed man and shot aimlessly at the sky.

The little one was different, its body jumped tens of meters high, and a roar similar to a sound wave came out of its mouth.

Some iron-billed eagles that were close to each other fell from the sky as if they were drunk, and then were stared at by the predators in the sea.

For a moment, the surface of the sea was stained with blood.

Chen Yu waved the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand, and shouted at the jingle on the bow of the boat: "Is it all right, why don't you start the boat yet?"

"Okay, okay, let's go now."

Ding Dong responded from the front, and the big ship rushed at full speed, sailing towards the depths of the sea.

But the group of iron-billed eagles persisted and continued to chase after them.

Chen Yu has a terrible headache now, because some iron-billed eagles have learned the valuable experience of human beings, brought some stones in their mouths, and threw them down towards the big ship.

Fortunately, they were not accurate enough, and only one stone hit the stern.

"It's really shooting myself in the foot. I knew I wouldn't teach them these things, but now it's better, it's just a cocoon."

Chen Yu sighed, he had already made up his mind, after leaving this broken island, he would never come back again.

Because this island will definitely be dominated by iron-billed eagles in the future, and no strangers, immortal cultivators, or tribes can be their opponents.

Chapter 1279

The battle was still going on, Chen Yulei's hands were trembling, and the two were fighting.

After Ding Dong fixed the ship's course, he also joined the battle. Now his lips are dead and his teeth are cold. Anyone who relaxes may lead to the destruction of the group.

At this time, the old Eagle King had recovered his majestic demeanor, hovering at an altitude of about 2000 meters, looking at Chen Yu and the others who were exhausted below with revengeful eyes.

Chen Yu also saw the old eagle king among the [-] eagles. When he rolled his eyes, he suddenly had a plan.

"Honey, can you operate a bed crossbow?"

Chen Yu pointed to the 360-degree bed crossbow installed at the end of the bed.

Since this kind of crossbow does not need people to move it around, it can be made as powerful as it is, and its range is about two to three times that of the crossbow.

Mo Yanyan was taken aback for a moment, and soon understood Chen Yu's intentions.

"If you want to use the bed crossbow to shoot the old eagle king, don't even think about it. It is at an altitude of 3000 meters. Although the bed crossbow is powerful, it is impossible to do so."

"Wrong, you tied me to a crossbow, and then shot me at that old eagle king, I want him to enter the palace again."

Chen Yu said with a serious face.

"It's… okay!"

Mo Yanyan made a decisive decision without hesitation, and the current situation did not allow them to hesitate.

Because many iron-billed eagles have already started throwing stones at their boat, if there is any delay, the boat may be destroyed.

Chen Yu was tied to a crossbow that was as thick as his arm. Holding the Weeping Blood Sword in his right hand, he looked coldly at the proud old Eagle King in the sky.

"Is my wife alright?"

"Okay, I'm aiming, I'm going to shoot."

"Okay, come on, I can't wait."

buzzing...

The thick crossbow bolts swirled, but the sound was not chirping chirping, but buzzing, a sound close to a sonic boom.