HCB Chapter 211 The Golden Eagle King Shows His Power
Chapter 211 The Golden Eagle King Shows His Power
But today, the situation is completely different.
The golden eagle king circled high in the sky, and every flap of its huge wings seemed to stir up a small storm.
The strong wind carried sand and stones, like a natural barrier, making it difficult for Lei Ling and his group below to open their eyes, let alone aim accurately.
However, there was no fear in the eyes of the Golden Eagle King, because Murong Ling'er was quietly floating in the air not far away, like a fairy coming to the world, which added endless confidence to it.
Murong Ling'er had a cold expression, her eyes fixed on the battle situation below. She exuded a mysterious and powerful aura, as if silently declaring that her existence was the Golden Eagle King's strongest backing.
In the midst of the wind and sand, Lei Ling gritted his teeth and tried hard to open his eyes that were stung by the wind and sand, trying to find the Golden Eagle King's flaws in the gaps between the strong winds.
His eyes revealed determination and resoluteness, and he thought to himself that he must not let the Golden Eagle King escape again today.
Although his men were a little panicked, under the leadership of Lei Ling, they still suppressed their fear, tightened the bowstrings, and were ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.
At the moment when the arrows as dense as rain were shooting towards the Golden Eagle King, the ground suddenly shook violently, as if a mysterious and powerful force was surging underground.
Immediately afterwards, several thick vines rose into the air like dragons emerging from the ground at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, accurately entangling and blocking the flying arrows one by one.
These vines were a strange dark purple in color, and their surface was covered with sharp barbs. They gleamed with an icy sheen in the sunlight, as if they were tentacles from hell, emitting a chilling aura.
However, this is only the beginning.
The arrows that were blocked by the vines seemed to be controlled by an invisible force. They suddenly changed direction and flew backwards towards Lei Ling and others at an even faster speed.
The sharp arrow cut through the air, making a whistling sound, like the roar of the god of death.
"Get out of the way!"
Relying on the keen intuition cultivated over the years on the brink of life and death, Lei Ling shouted loudly the moment he noticed something unusual. His voice was particularly hoarse and rapid in the strong wind, but it still reached everyone's ears clearly.
Immediately afterwards, his figure flashed and rolled to the side as quickly as a black lightning.
The arrow pierced the ground just an inch away from him with fierce force. The arrow body trembled violently due to the huge impact force, and the tail feathers swung rapidly in the air, making a "buzzing" sound, as if playing the prelude to this thrilling life and death battle.
"Well!"
"puff……"
A series of muffled groans rang in Lei Ling's ears. He turned around anxiously and saw that half of his men had been shot by arrows and fell to the ground. Blood gushed out from their wounds, instantly dyeing the surrounding ground red. Their faces were full of pain and despair, and their bodies kept twitching on the ground.
Lei Ling's eyes instantly turned red, anger and anxiety burning in his chest, but at this moment he had no time to care about the injuries of his men, because the Golden Eagle King had already seized this opportunity, extending his huge and sharp claws, and grabbing towards him swiftly like a deadly weapon.
The sharp claws flashed a cold light under the sunlight, as if they could easily tear apart anything that stood in their way.
Lei Ling roared angrily and drew the extremely sharp sword from his waist without hesitation.
This sword is his famous weapon. Mysterious runes are engraved on the sword body. When it is swung, it emits a faint blue light, as if it contains endless power.
He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, raised it high, and then slashed at the Golden Eagle King's claws with all his strength.
The sword blade and the claw collided in the air, making a harsh metal friction sound and sparks flying, as if it were a gorgeous firework blooming in the night sky.
The Golden Eagle King felt the powerful force from Lei Ling. Its huge body turned flexibly in the air, and it quickly flew up with the power of its wings, easily avoiding Lei Ling's powerful sword.
Then, it circled in the air, and then suddenly flapped its wings, and a powerful airflow blew towards the ground like a surging wave.
This airflow seemed to be a tangible heavy object, pressing down on Lei Ling with overwhelming force, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
Lei Ling felt as if his chest was hit hard by a huge rock. His legs went weak and he almost fainted.
Murong Ling'er was quietly suspended high in the sky, like a cold sculpture, watching the fierce battle between the Golden Eagle King and Lei Ling below with indifference. There was no ripple in her eyes, as if all this had nothing to do with her, and as if she was observing this life-and-death battle with a detached attitude.
Lei Ling is indeed a renowned archer among the Wu clan. His archery skills are superb and he can accurately hit the target's vital points from a hundred steps away.
At the same time, his martial arts skills are also very strong, and his years of combat experience enable him to respond calmly when facing various dangers.
At this moment, although the situation was extremely unfavorable to him, he still did not give up resistance.
Beside him, several of his men endured the pain, struggled to stand up, and once again tightened their weapons to help him fight against the Golden Eagle King.
When the Golden Eagle King saw this, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.
It kept flapping its huge wings, and each flap brought up a gust of wind. The gust of wind swept towards Lei Ling and others, making it impossible for them to keep their balance, let alone find the right moment to draw their bows and shoot arrows.
Although the sword in Lei Ling's hand was sharp, it was difficult to reach the Golden Eagle King's body due to its flexible dodging and the interference of the strong wind.
The two sides fought fiercely for a while. Lei Ling and his disciples were already exhausted and panting. Sweat soaked their clothes, flowed down their cheeks, dripped onto the ground under their feet, and merged with the blood.
Their eyes began to reveal a hint of fatigue and despair, but they still held on tenaciously.
Lei Ling knew clearly in his heart that if they continued to consume their energy in such a disorderly manner, when their speed and strength slowed down due to fatigue, they would surely die at the claws of the Golden Eagle King.
So, he took a deep breath and shouted to his disciples with all his strength, "You cover me, I'll shoot the arrows!"
"Yes, boss!"
The disciples responded in unison. Even though their voices had grown weak due to exhaustion, they were still filled with determination and resolve. They looked at each other, then gritted their teeth, brandished their weapons, and rushed towards the Golden Eagle King.
In this way, they tried to force the Golden Eagle King to retreat, thus creating a suitable opportunity for Lei Ling to draw his bow and shoot an arrow.