Yumen Young Master

Chapter 142 The Irresistible Garuda
"It's just a small sand wolf. It didn't take one punch, but two punches to kill it completely." Dalong was a little cautious, and his appearance was rather simple and honest. These were all exaggerated rumors by his brothers. The commander knew it all, it was really embarrassing.

Fu Shuai smiled slightly, and said encouragingly, "That's really amazing."

In this gloomy and depressing city, everyone is used to resignation, and there are very few people with courage. It is not easy for Dalong Erlong to take the lead in organizing the Self-Defense Force.

The tall boy couldn't help but his eyes brightened, and a crystal light flashed in his pupils. He hoped that one day he could become a real strong man and protect the citizens of Mork Castle in an open and honest manner.

After chatting for a while, everyone began to recuperate in place...

Suddenly, there was a burst of dark clouds in the sky, the wind howled, and the originally bright and open sky above was suddenly dark.

Everyone suddenly raised their heads, and saw a huge golden-winged garuda flying out of the central castle above. The wings of the garuda spread out and extended in the huge space above their heads, covering the sky and the sun, like a huge Clouds loomed.

The nine sand eagles before were not half the size of its wings. The man-eating black eagle Mo Fanzheng had seen in the desert before was only about the size of a cub in front of this golden-winged bird.

The golden-winged bird's body is yellow, and its wings exude dazzling golden light. Its huge beak is thicker than a tree trunk hugged by several people. When it flaps its wings, there will be strong winds on the ground, and the wind and sand will rise suddenly, and the surroundings will be dim.

"A group of ants are also delusional to climb to the top!" An extremely rampant words came from the air, which made people's hearts tremble. One person sat on the back of the Garuda and drove the Garuda to fly.

The garuda flew low in the air, and its two thick claws like old tree roots landed on the ground. The people on the ground were at the feet of the garuda, just like ants were at the feet of an elephant.

"Scatter! Hide, hide..." Mo Fanzheng shouted at the crowd, and the next moment, his voice was drowned out by the sound of flapping wings.

Garuda's wings swept across the ground, instantly sweeping away hundreds of people gathered together, everyone's eyes were full of horror and panic.

Before most people had time to react to what happened, they were already floating in the air and hit the ground with their internal organs shattered.

The immense power of the wings set off a gust of hurricane, the sky was full of sand billowing, and it was dark, only a few figures in front of you could be vaguely seen, and a huge Garuda overhead. Vague.

Countless figures fell down in the air again and again, and there was a "boom" sound everywhere on the ground. The human body was smashed into blood and meat sauce in the blink of an eye, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and death.

The soldiers and the gathered people died in groups, and the huge Garuda carried his master on the ground proudly.

Thousands of people gathered had no power to fight back. People who wanted to resist were sucked into the air by the hurricane before they got close to the Garuda, and fell to pieces.

Under the command of his master, the Garuda specifically selected densely populated areas to strike. With a flap of its wings, hundreds of people were sent flying. The scene was bloody and bloody.

Seeing that the people who came to help were instantly turned into fish to be slaughtered, Mo Fanzheng's eyes dimmed, and his figure swept up from the ground, facing the hurricane, and flew towards the huge Garuda.

But the power of the hurricane was beyond imagination. As soon as Mo Fanzheng approached, he was involved and was thrown outward. Mo Fanzheng tried his best to stabilize his body and fell to the ground.

Fu Shuai put on a bow and arrow, and chased the garuda from behind. Three black arrow feathers aimed at the heart of the garuda, but the flying arrow feathers were useless. It quickly deviated from the estimated direction.

Fu Shuai's actions caught the Garuda's attention, the Garuda turned his head abruptly, and instantly bent his head down. A hurricane hit, and the sand blew on his face, making him unable to open his eyes. Fu Shuai's eyes were fascinated one time.

In the blink of an eye, the huge bird's beak pecked at Fu Shuai's waist, only to hear a "click" in the air, as if the sound of a broken spine.

Mo Fanzheng looked up and couldn't help being shocked. "Fu Shuai!" Mo Fanzheng exclaimed, his expression filled with horror.

Fu Shuai resisted the strength of the Garuda's huge beak with all his strength, and condensed a quicksand bow and arrow in his hand, and a quicksand arrow shot fiercely from the Garuda's beak to its throat.

Garuda screamed and opened its mouth. Fu Shuai's body was thrown away. Mo Fanzheng went up against the wind and sand and caught Fu Shuai's body in mid-air.

The Garuda turned its head and stared at the two with incomparably sharp eyes. Mo Fanzheng rolled down from the air with Fu Shuai in his arms, and landed on the dark and bleak ground surrounded by wind and sand.

Mo Fanzheng looked at his hands, which were covered with sticky blood from his companions. Fu Shuai gushed out a stream of heat from his waist, and his body twitched uncontrollably. Limp.

"Xiaoshuai, Xiaozheng! You back off!" Mo Wuhai came up angrily, stood alone in the strong wind, and yelled at Garuda, "Come on, beast, this way, come to me .”

Mo Wuhai's provocation instantly attracted Garuda's attention, and Garuda turned his head and walked towards Mo Wuhai.

"Fu Shuai, you have to hold on, you will be fine." Mo Fanzheng hugged the person on the ground with trembling hands, his eyes were filled with great grief, and his eyes were scarlet.

Fu Shuai's waist was bloody and bloody, the spine on his back was broken, and his whole body could not move at all. His complexion was as pale as paper, and his breathing was weak, like a kite that had lost its skeleton and would never fly again.

"Brother, I can't stay with you any longer. You must...you must continue to go on and destroy this dark and gloomy central castle, you...you can do it." He held Mo Fanzheng's hand with all his strength, The light in the eyes gradually faded.

"You can't die, don't die!" Mo Fanzheng poured all his energy into Fu Shuai's waist, but his entire waist was completely weak, and no amount of spiritual energy would work. Fu Shuai weakly raised his hand and shook his head. : "I'm dying, you...you take care."

Fu Shuai spat out a mouthful of blood, the bow and arrow in his hand slipped to the ground, and there was no trace of life in his body.

Hot tears instantly filled his eyes, Mo Fanzheng held Fu Shuai's hand tightly, his lips trembled, and his voice was hoarse: "No, don't..."

Mother is gone, Xiao Nao is gone, so many soldiers and common people are gone... Now, even Fu Shuai, who was born and died with him, is gone.

"Boss!" In the dim yellow dust, there was a mournful voice. The gold-clothed guards knelt on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

"Boom!" Another person was thrown to the ground, and Mo Wuhai rolled to Mo Fanzheng's feet covered in blood. A huge Garuda stood in front of them, looking at them in a condescending manner, looking down on all living beings.

In an instant, the great sadness spread infinitely, and the soldiers' eyes were full of despair. What kind of powerful enemy actually made them powerless to fight back, even the second master and Fu Shuai couldn't resist?
(End of this chapter)