Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 834 828 Fierce Fight, Bloodshed

Chapter 834 828. Fierce Fight, Bloodshed
The big eagle has two claws, each of which has three toes in front and one toe in the back.

There is a long, pointed nail with a hook in front of each toe.

Like four small knives.

Not only is it sharp, but it also has a tricky angle and is extremely fast.

Ding Xiaoman lay on the tree branch, his entire body covered by the sharp claws, with nowhere to hide.

Luo Yihang was running over there quickly. When he saw this, his heart tightened and he hurriedly moved his mouth to activate the Qingyin Gong.

But it was too far and too high, it was too late.

Fortunately, Ding Xiaoman is no pushover. Having been through many battles, he is very alert and he is ready to take action when the sharp claws are about to hit him.

He flipped over and hung upside down under a branch.

Click! Click!
The eagle's sharp claws missed the target and only scratched the branch, causing the bark to fly off, wood chips to fly, and several long claw marks to be left behind.

huh~~
Luo Yihang just breathed a sigh of relief.

But then the big eagle retracted its claws and flapped its wings, its target still being Ding Xiaoman.

The combo is so fast, it happens in an instant.

Ding Xiaoman was still hanging under the tree branch, neither up nor down, with absolutely nowhere to hide.

He was forced to loosen his claws and fall from the tree.

It’s more than ten meters high, a full six stories high.

Even if it was Ding Xiaoman, he would be either dead or injured if he fell down.

Luo Yihang's scalp was about to explode.

He took a deep breath and leaped forward with a big stride.

In his life, he had never felt that a distance of just a dozen meters could be so far.

In fact, from the moment the big eagle attacked, Luo Yihang ran out, to Ding Xiaoman falling from the tree, it took less than two to three seconds in total.

In just over two seconds.

Luo Yihang had already run to within three meters of the tree.

Ding Xiaoman fell from sixteen meters to ten meters. It was also trying to save itself. It used its back and waist to straighten its body in mid-air, stretched its limbs as far as possible, and scratched around with its claws.

After the big eagle's combo failed, it flapped its wings and dived down after Ding Xiaoman.

It was too close to the ground, so it didn't dive down.

shuh~~
The next moment.

When Ding Xiaoman fell more than six meters, he grabbed a thin branch for support and quickly pulled his other three legs back to hang on it, causing the branch to sway.

Luo Yihang felt relieved again.

But it was only for a moment.

Ding Xiaoman stopped falling. The big eagle flapped its wings to slow down slightly. When it got closer, its beak was like a gun or a spear, stabbing Ding Xiaoman's back.

Luo Yihang's scalp started tingling again, and his heart was in his chest.

Fortunately, he didn't let out a breath, and he jumped more than two meters high, circulated his spiritual energy in his chest, throat, and mouth, and shouted: "Get out!"

There was a loud noise like thunder, booming in the forest.

The big eagle took the brunt of the impact and fell backwards, its wings flapping.

The bird is just stunned and will adjust itself after a few seconds.

But Luo Yihang's upward momentum was stopped by his own recoil and he fell backwards.

Ding Xiaoman is still not out of danger.

Guy! Guy!
Take it with you.

Luo Yihang pulled out the flute from his waist and threw it at the eagle like a spear.

Fortunately, Grandpa Luo Luo taught him this trick, fortunately Luo Yihang practiced it well, and fortunately the muscle memory took effect at this time.

When letting go, the wrist and fingers should be strengthened.

The flute spun quickly and accurately, hitting the base of the eagle's wings.

"Yao~~" The big eagle let out a strange cry, rolled over and fell to the ground...
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It's been a lot of twists and turns.

It's just a few seconds, it's so fucking exciting.

Luo Yihang broke out in a cold sweat, and his underwear was soaked.

After landing, he didn't care about himself or the falling eagle.

Luo Yihang rushed to the tree in two steps and looked up.

I feel relieved.

Ding Xiaoman was still wandering around holding the branch, and he even poked his head out to look at the eagle below.

The eagle fell from a height of six or seven meters, so it was a heavy fall.

It was lying on its back, with its two claws pointed toward the sky. It was flapping one wing wildly, raising dust. It was trying to turn over, but it couldn't. As for the other wing, it was drooping, probably because it was broken.

Ding Xiaoman ran down from the tree, ran to the big eagle's head, stretched out his claws to hit the bird that fell into the water.

Unexpectedly, the eagle was so ferocious. It didn't even lie still on the ground. It rolled itself into a ball, raised its head and pecked hard with its beak, raised its claws and scratched around. It also flapped its only good wing. It really had a lot of weapons.

Ding Xiaoman couldn't do anything about it for the time being.

How can I tolerate this?

Father and son go into battle.

Luo Yihang ran over, knelt on one knee and held down the eagle's wings.

Hold the bird's beak with your right hand.

Grab the bird's claws with your left hand...

"Hiss~~Hah~~"

Luo Yihang made a tearing sound and was injured as soon as he met her.

This bird's claws are really sharp and powerful.

The bird had two claws, which were thick and big. Luo Yihang lost his grip with one hand and one of the claws broke free, then scratched his arm.

Blood was seen immediately and the sleeves were stained red.

Luo Yihang didn't bother to treat the wound. He continued to hold the bird's beak with his right hand, and bent his left hand back to clamp the two bird claws together under his ribs and lock them tightly.

This time it was completely immobile.

Luo Yihang couldn't move either.

But it doesn’t matter, we still have Ding Xiaoman.

Ding Xiaoman jumped to the side of the bird's head, swung his two claws into a circle, and started slapping it.

This is the one who can break the wings of a long-eared owl with one slap of his powerful Vajra Palm.

He swung his hands dozens of times and slapped the bird, almost breaking its brains apart and knocking it unconscious.

No more struggling, no moving.

If it weren't for the rise and fall of its chest, Luo Yihang would have thought that Ding Xiaoman had beaten it to death.

"Okay, okay, calm down." Luo Yihang stopped Ding Xiaoman and carefully released his right hand, only to see that he still didn't move.

He pulled out a few straps from the bag and tied up the bird's beak and claws.

Then he rolled up his sleeves to check the wound.

It was winter, so Luo Yihang wore two layers of clothing: a thick thermal underwear and a thick denim jacket. The two layers of clothing were like paper and didn't cover anything.

The bird's claws cut his arm open and left a wound about an inch long.

Qia Fa Jue first cleansed the wound with a cleansing spell, then found the medical kit, applied medicine and bandaged it.

I clenched my fist and then opened it. Apart from some pain, there was no inconvenience.

It looks like just a skin injury.

Then I went to see Ding Xiaoman. Ding Xiaoman must be fine, as he was slapping so vigorously.

Sure enough, there were no injuries or breaks, and not a single hair fell out.

At this time, it was still crawling beside the bird's head, swinging its big tail and whining in its angry throat~~
Luo Yihang rubbed it to comfort it.

Finally, look at the big bird on the ground.

It is almost one meter tall, fat and strong, and it seems that it eats well.

Hooked beak and long sharp claws.

The whole body is covered with black-brown feathers, which are hard and thick.

When the wings were spread out, the good wing was more than one meter long.

The other one was indeed broken, at the base of the arm.

Turn it over again, and you will see that the back feathers and feathers on the wings are red, while the front ends are still golden.

Why do they look so similar to the three big feathers that Luo Shaoan brought back?

This thing, this thing...

It can’t be a golden eagle…

Doesn't the golden eagle live deep in the Qinling Mountains? Why did it come here? ?

Luo Yihang was wondering.