Wine Sword Immortal: Divine Level Winemaker, Drunkenly Kills Tianmen!

"Killing intent, up there?"

Wang Xianxian looked up at the sky, but his current height was very close to the clouds.

Cottony clouds obscured his view.

Out of instinct, Wang Xianxian began to control the flying sword to lower its flying height.

This will help him gain more reaction time when facing crises above the clouds.

The young man's body tensed up, concentrating on sensing the crisis around him.

Suddenly, the clouds directly above were penetrated, and the purple figure rushed towards Wang Xianxian's head like an arrow.

Wang Xianxian quickly raised his sword to block the attack.

Qiang——

At this time, Wang Xianxian finally saw the true face of the attacker.

It was an eagle, an eagle with lavender feathers.

It is not big, only slightly larger than a poultry, but its claws are really sharp.

The surface of the sharp claw is smooth and the length reaches ten centimeters. The most important thing is that its strength is too great.

Feeling the huge power coming from the sword, Wang Xianxian instinctively wanted to mobilize her spiritual power to resist.

But, at this moment, he was surprised to find out.

He was actually unable to summon spiritual power.

The next moment, the harsh thunder and trembling body answered his doubts.

"I'm paralyzed!" Wang Xianxian secretly screamed.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, the eagle-like beast kicked off its legs and pushed Wang Xianxian back violently.

Then it flapped its wings and flew into the clouds again.

Upon seeing this, Wang Xianxian directly controlled the flying sword and dived downwards rapidly.

Not long after he descended, the heart-stopping cry of an eagle came from deep within the clouds.

唳——

The purple flying eagle was covered in thunder and lightning and attacked Wang Xianxian again.

It easily caught up with Wang Xianxian.

The boy's back was completely exposed to this terrifying predator.

Facing the coming attack, the young man turned around decisively and struck with his sword.

This time, however, there was no harsh collision.

The purple flying eagle turned over at an incredible speed.

The young man's sword grazed Fei Ying's back.

"Oops!" Wang Xianxian secretly shouted.

Fei Ying went directly behind Wang Xianxian and waved his claws hard.

Wow——

The sound of clothes tearing clearly reached Wang Xianxian's ears.

A new round of confrontation between the two sides also caused no harm.

Wang Xianxian looked at the eagle flying up into the clouds with fear, and touched the torn clothes on his back with his backhand.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have failed.

After two close encounters, Wang Xianxian finally determined the identity of the other party.

【Thunder Eagle】

[Level: Peak Level 3]

[Skills: Extreme Speed, Thunder, Thunder Blade, Lightning Flint]

[Introduction: A strong man in the air who controls the power of thunder. With the blessing of thunder and lightning, his speed can be increased several times. 】

"No wonder the Thunder Eagle at the peak of the third level is so fast!" Wang Xianxian said in a condensed voice.

The Thunder Eagle's diving speed is at least three times that of itself.

Its speed is even faster than his flying sword!

You can't blindly lower the height.

Wang Xianxian quickly made his own judgment.

Most of the killing moves of birds and animals are based on the dive state.

Super high speed can greatly enhance their skill damage.

Thinking of this, Wang Xianxian's thoughts moved, and nine wine swords surrounded him.

Then he changed direction and stepped forward with his sword!

The boy's choice seemed to be a provocation to Thunder Eagle.

The Thunder Eagle roared angrily, and a large amount of thunder and lightning power began to gather around its body, and it also rushed towards the opponent.

Wang Xianxian looked at the Thunder Eagle rushing towards him, feeling extremely calm.

Nine flying swords appeared neatly in front of him, and then stabbed towards the Thunder Eagle.

In the face of sudden attacks, Thunder Eagle was also not afraid.

It flapped its wings gently, and with its rapidity, it easily dodged the attack of the flying sword.

However, its evasive action also slowed down its dive speed.

The gourd on Wang Xianxian's waist flashed, and the cold spirit wine gathered in his right hand to form a new sword.

Cold Spirit Sword!

Wang Xianxian accurately captured the opponent's attack route, and he raised his sword to meet it.

The dagger-like claws and the sword collided again.

However, this time, Thunder Eagle began to panic.

It was horrifying to find that the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

Through observation, it locked its gaze on the sword under its claws.

Just when it wanted to leave the battlefield, it heard the boy yelling.

"The cold spirit is extinct!"

In an instant, a powerful force of frost was released from the sword.

The cold air quickly invaded Thunder Eagle's body along its sharp claws.

Feathers, muscles, blood, heart!

It tried to mobilize the power of thunder and lightning to expel the power of frost, but found that its spiritual veins had been frozen.

The jade-like pupils of the Thunder Eagle began to reflect the figure of the young man wielding the sword.

…

In the monitoring room, everyone was sweating while watching the battle between Yunjiu and Thunder Eagle.

Tuoba Xin couldn't hide his astonishment as he looked at the surveillance screen showing the young man about to slash at the Thunder Eagle.

"At such an age, his control over his body and judgment of the situation are so outstanding."

"Heavenly genius..."

"However, after all, I am only a junior high school student, and the high school courses are not just as simple as cultivation."

"If you don't systematically learn the habits of alien animals, you will suffer a big loss."

After hearing this, the surveillance personnel on the side suddenly thought of something.

"I remember Thunder Eagle's fighting habits, which is a knowledge point for the third year of high school."

"Doesn't he know that Thunder Eagles hunt in pairs?"

The corners of Tuoba Xin's mouth rose slightly.

"Judging from the combat wisdom Yunjiu has shown now, he probably doesn't know, otherwise he wouldn't be defenseless in the air now."

"Let us see how the great genius of Tianjiu City solves the problem..."

…

in the air.

Seeing that the Thunder Eagle was hit, Wang Xianxian didn't hesitate at all and swung his sword to kill it.

Just when the sword blade was about to touch the wings of the thunder eagle.

A strong sense of crisis appeared in his mind before he could take any action.

A familiar purple figure cut across the sky and flashed in front of him.

Qiang——

Wang Xianxian held the sword in both hands and held it in front of his neck like a cross.

The powerful impact knocked Wang Xianxian's flying sword away, and then it fell downwards.

"Both ends!" Wang Xianxian's face darkened as he descended rapidly.

At the same time, Thunder Eagle, who was attacked by frost, finally mobilized the power of thunder and lightning in his body.

The overbearing thunder and lightning directly drove away the cold air in the body.

It looked at the fallen boy with eyes full of anger.

Immediately afterwards, the power of thunder and lightning gathered around it rapidly, and soon, its body seemed to be attached with a set of thunder armor.

After charging up its power, it flapped its wings and rushed downwards.

The other one seemed to feel the anger of its companion and used the same move.

Two lightning-like thunder eagles rushed towards the young man.

Seeing the two thunder eagles getting closer and closer to him, Wang Xianxian opened his arms.

"Two against one, you bullied me first, so don't blame me for cheating."

The young man looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Here comes the wine!"

The gourd around his waist glowed with golden light, and the fine wine floated down the gourd's mouth like a stream into the young man's mouth.

In an instant, Wang Xianxian's aura began to rise rapidly.

"Hanmang!"

As the young man shouted angrily, he slashed forward with his right hand and slashed out a sword.

Buzz——

Phew! ! ! ! ! !

The young man stood on the flying sword again. He looked down at the blood stains on his clothes and couldn't help but frown.

Seeing more blood falling in the air, he speeded up and left the airspace.

Only the purple feathers floating in the air were left, and the four halves of the Thunderhawk were falling at high speed.