Joseph felt that his master was extremely cool when he ran. It looked like Song Shuhang was walking slowly, but in reality, his speed was astonishingly fast. In the blink of an eye, his figure had already become the size of a small black dot.
This was the specialty of the Confucian Sect — elegance. One had to maintain elegance!
When fighting, one's hair wouldn't be messy. This was a Confucian Sect cultivator.
"This must be Qinggong!" Joseph blinked. He was now thinking about something — since he had finally met his master again and learned his master's name … Then, should he follow the vine to the melon and follow his master closely? It would be best if he could live near his home and learn more martial arts?
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Ten breaths later.
When Song Shuhang arrived near the city gate, two large eagles swooped down at the same time!
They swooped down and grabbed their prey with their claws.
One eagle grabbed Gao Mou and the black uncle. The other eagle swooped down a bit later and grabbed the white-collared woman and the slightly chubby air stewardess.
"Gao Mou!" Yayi immediately shouted and wanted to pounce on him.
Fortunately, Lu Fei's sister held onto Yayi tightly …
After the two eagles caught their targets, they flapped their huge wings and created a hurricane.
Their huge bodies began to soar into the sky again!
In the eagle's claws, Gao Mou sighed deeply. In the moment of crisis, he had pushed away his girlfriend Yayi and was caught by the eagles.
He let out a heavy sigh, feeling that his luck had been really bad recently … Ever since Zhuge Zhongyang had come all the way from overseas to find him, his luck value had dropped from a top-grade A all the way to a lucky E.
Ten days ago, the kitten he had raised for several years suddenly ran onto the road and died in a car accident. He was very sad.
Nine days ago, the three goldfish he had just raised all died because his mother was bored and threw in too much bait. He was very sad.
Eight days ago, the novel he had secretly written on the internet last year was caught by the crab god because he had vaguely mentioned the parts below the neck that couldn't be described. He had clearly paid attention to the way he described it. But he was still found by the Fiery Eyes of Truth. He was very sad.
Three days ago, while he was on a date with his girlfriend, Yayi, Zhuge Zhongyang suddenly came knocking on his door, interrupting their honeymoon. He was also very sad.
Then today. The plane had an accident, and they had to land in a strange place. Now, he was inexplicably caught by a male eagle.
Then … not long after, he would be swallowed by this huge eagle in one gulp, and then become the eagle's feces.
It was a super sad story.
Just as Gao Mou was letting his imagination run wild, a figure suddenly rushed over from below. That figure was extremely fast. It was as fast as a car.
It was Song Shuhang!
Seeing his good roommate, Gao Mou secretly gritted his teeth.
Seiji forcefully held back his tears — he couldn't cry. Before he died, he had to leave Mai with the image of a tough, good man.
"Shuhang, take good care of Mai for me. Let's be brothers in our next lives!" Gao Mou roared tragically, waving his hand at Song Shuhang.
Mai, who was in the city gate, immediately burst into tears.
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Song Shuhang secretly gritted his teeth. He was still a step too late … but fortunately, it wasn't too late. There was still a chance!
"Come … down!" Song Shuhang roared angrily.
His voice was like thunder. Deafening! The eagle that was soaring in the sky was startled.
"Shuhang, don't do anything stupid!" Gao Moumou shouted in midair. At this time, the eagle had already brought them to a height of more than ten meters.
The two eagles were still flapping their wings. If they flew a little higher, they would fly up into the sky.
At this time, Song Shuhang suddenly jumped toward the city wall, both feet stepping on the city wall!
The next moment, he actually started running along the city wall in a straight line.
The city wall was forty meters high, shaped like a terraced pyramid, divided into four levels. Each level was more than ten meters high. There was no place for him to borrow strength from on the vertical wall.
Even if a great climber came, without the help of excellent equipment, he would be helpless against such a wall.
But at this moment. Song Shuhang ran along the city wall as though he was running on flat ground, quickly running up the city wall.
At this moment, the law of universal gravitation seemed to have lost its effect on Song Shuhang.
Running, running at an extreme speed. Every ten meters of the city wall, there was a terraced gap, allowing Song Shuhang to borrow strength. Then. He could jump again and run up the city wall.
Fortunately, this section of the city wall was built in the form of a pyramid.
Otherwise, with Song Shuhang's current cultivation of the Virtuous Man's Ten Thousand Mile Walk, there was no way he could run up such a high city wall in one go.
When the people in the city gate saw this scene, they were all stunned. He ran up the almost vertical wall with his legs. This was a city wall that was more than forty meters high!
Was this something a human could do?
Everyone immediately thought of the enthusiastic Uncle Joseph, who called Song Shuhang 'Teacher' with enthusiasm.
Could it be that Song Shuhang was really a martial arts expert?
Martial arts experts were creatures that only appeared in novels and movies. Did they really exist in reality?
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In the blink of an eye, Song Shuhang had already run to the top of the wall forty meters high!
The two eagles spread their wings and soared into the sky just happened to reach this height — Song Shuhang was at the same height as them.
"Stay here!" Song Shuhang clenched his teeth. He stomped on the city wall with both feet. As if there were springs under his feet, he jumped nearly seven meters and stepped on the first eagle!
The first eagle grabbed the air stewardess and the white-collared woman. It did not expect a small creature to suddenly appear on the city wall, so it was caught off guard.
The next moment, Song Shuhang stomped on the back of the eagle. The qi and blood of the heart, eye, nose, and ear orifices exploded. Song Shuhang channeled all the explosive force into his right leg.
This leg carried the force of ten thousand, and it stomped on the back of the eagle!
The eagle let out a miserable cry. After being stomped, its body involuntarily fell down.
Borrowing the force of this stomp, Song Shuhang jumped high again. Holding the treasured saber Broken Tyrant with both hands, he fiercely slashed at the other eagle — this eagle was grabbing Gao Mou and the black uncle. It was Song Shuhang's target.
Song Shuhang was not a saint, nor was he an enlightened monk. He could not treat all living beings as equals.
In his heart. He was very concerned about the safety of the four passengers that were captured — but in comparison, he was naturally more concerned about the safety of his roommate, Gao Mou.
Of the two eagles, the one that Song Shuhang wanted to deal with first was naturally the one that was holding a certain someone.
He absolutely could not let the eagle escape. Otherwise, this mysterious island was filled with danger. The chances of Gao Mou's survival were less than one in ten thousand.
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He had to kill it in one strike. He could not give it a chance to escape.
"Flaming Saber!" As soon as Song Shuhang made his move, he did not hesitate to activate the skill on the archaic bronze ring.
The Flaming Saber could be used three times a day. This was already the last time he would use it today. He wanted to use the Flaming Saber on the archaic bronze ring again. He would have to wait for twenty-four hours after the first slash.
The beautiful flames in Song Shuhang's hands rose. The flames swallowed, and the saber energy increased.
The eagle's eyes revealed a look of fear. It could instinctively feel that the flames in the hands of this bean-sized creature had the power to kill it.
It could not let the flames touch it.
"Screech ~" The eagle let out a cry. It frantically flapped its wings, climbing higher and higher!
"Die!" Just like last time, Song Shuhang fiercely slashed with the saber with both hands.
The Flaming Saber once again turned into a crescent saber energy. It slashed toward the eagle's neck …
"You must succeed." In the air, Song Shuhang clenched his teeth and said.
Chi! The Flaming Saber energy slashed toward the eagle's neck.
The eagle desperately flapped its wings, and the speed at which it rose higher and higher was getting faster and faster.
One could not underestimate any creature's will to live … In the moment of life and death, no matter what creature it was, it would explode with unimaginable potential.
At this moment, the eagle exploded with all its potential.
The Flaming Saber's saber energy was almost instantaneous. Just as it was about to slash its neck, the eagle flapped its wings with all its might. It straightened its body and stretched its neck backward with all its might.
The saber energy of the Flaming Saber brushed past the eagle's neck … The saber energy shaved off a large part of the eagle's fur on its neck and chest.
The eagle's neck was dripping with blood. But it was still alive.
"It's not over yet!" Song Shuhang opened his left hand, and there was a talisman shining.
He was already prepared. After all, the Flaming Saber was an ability that came with the archaic bronze ring. He could not control this saber technique as he pleased.
Fortunately. He still had one last sword talisman. It was a bit of a waste to use this sword talisman, which was equivalent to a sword attack from a Third Stage cultivator, to deal with this huge eagle.
However, in order to save his friend, Song Shuhang could not care so much.
"Sword!" Song Shuhang shouted in a deep voice.
However … the expected sword energy did not shoot out.
How could it be, did the sword talisman lose its effect? Song Shuhang looked at the sword talisman in his hand, and his face immediately turned pale.
Because what he was holding was not a sword talisman, but an evil-warding talisman.
At this moment, Song Shuhang's body lost the power to fly upward. He fell toward the ground.
The eagle that was holding onto Gao Mou flapped its wings, and was about to pull away from him.
How could this be! Why was the talisman in his hand an evil-warding talisman? There was no time to change it, and the rest of the talismans were all in his bag!
Dammit, how could I be so careless … because of this carelessness, I lost the last chance to save my roommate.
If my first strike of the Flaming Saber had hit the eagle, if I hadn't been so careless, if I had been a bit stronger, then this wouldn't have happened.
Song Shuhang was furious. He was furious at his own carelessness, and he was furious at his own lack of strength.
This rage burned fiercely, and Song Shuhang's heart was suppressed to the limit.
… At this time, a scene of flames suddenly appeared in his mind.
It was the scene of Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven using a tree branch as a saber. With the branch as the center, the flames burned the sky, burned the earth, and swallowed the world …
PS: The previous chapter was a four-thousand-character chapter, and the plot was not easy to break. That's why I posted it first. Then, this chapter came out a bit late, and it was later than I planned. Although it was a bit late, this chapter was three thousand characters. Please support me with monthly votes!
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