Chapter 213: Never lost

Zhou Shu on the cloud crossing, his expression was indifferent.
He could see clearly that although that Zhang Bo was a good news report, but his real purpose was to use him to seize the position of the Zhang family chief, and his intention was very good.
He didn't expect Zhang Bo to do this. He knelt down and begged for mercy in public, and even betrayed the entire family for his own desires. The heart of this blog is only more vicious than Zhang Changhe. No matter how cruel Zhang Changhe is, what he does is for the family, and Zhang Bo can betray everything except his own life, not even the dignity of the cultivator.
Such people cannot stay.
But they fought inwardly, and Zhou Shu was happy to see the result.
Coming to the valley where Zhang Bo said, Zhou Shu immediately let go of his spiritual consciousness.
Within a radius of tens of miles, there are indeed many sudden traces of aura fluctuations, especially on both sides of the valley, where people are inaccessible here, which should not be the case. Obviously someone has some formation here.
Zhou Shu didn't know much about the formation, but looking at the hurried arrangement of the formation, there was not a lot of aura, and he couldn't stop his divine consciousness.
Even if Zhang Bo told a lie, he didn't worry much.
He thought about it, and according to what Zhang Bo said, he bypassed the valley and entered from behind. Zhang Bo didn't lie, the method of breaking the formation was right, and the journey went well.
"Who are you and how did you get in?"
An old man in a green shirt suddenly turned around and stared at Zhou Shu not far away with a look of surprise.
Zhou Shu nodded slightly, and the old man in front of him was also quite good. Although he deliberately restrained himself, he was still discovered by the old man.
In the middle of the old man, Yin Yu's face was 80% similar to Zhang Yiming, and he was obviously the patriarch of the Zhang family.
"Clan Chief Zhang?"
Zhou Shu looked indifferent, and said slowly, "I am Zhou Shu's best friend. With me, Zhou Shu will definitely come to rescue, so the traps you set will be useful."
The old man was stunned for a while, then his expression turned sharper. Yin Yu's face became more and more gloomy, as black as the bottom of a pot, "Where is that kid Zhang Bo, come out for me!"
Don't think too much. The person in front of him must have come to trouble him, and Zhang Bo has already sold him.
Zhou Shu didn't say much, taking a few steps forward, the Black Star Sword suddenly shot, the sword shines like a dragon. Stabbed towards the old man.
The first is the strongest.
But the old man seemed to have expected that his figure flickered, and in a blink of an eye, he was dozens of feet away, and suddenly there was a shuttle boat flying into the air. The movements were so fast that Fulu didn't even have a chance to shoot.
The old man thought clearly, the other party clearly saw through the trap, and how to break the formation, the arrangement here is meaningless. It may even affect yourself. He reacted extremely quickly and immediately moved the battlefield.
But where did Zhou Shu allow him to leave like this, leading Fei Ge to chase him up.
After chasing one, he flew nearly a hundred miles in a short time.
During the flight, the shuttle boat kept rising and flew to a height of nearly a thousand feet, reaching the limit that this low-level magic weapon could reach.
In the mist, the old man stopped suddenly.
As the shuttle boat hung in the air, he slowly turned around and looked at Zhou Shu coldly. "If the old man is right, you are Zhou Shu. Ho ho, Zhang Bo is really a good boy of my Zhang family, and he sold all the family."
There was a sharp light in his eyes. Angry with hatred.
The trap that was arranged was broken by his own tribe and became passive. It was absolutely unexpected, but the veteran he immediately had other plans.
"Why didn't you run away? Zhang Changhe."
Zhou Shu also stopped and said lightly.
"Funny. Do you think I am running away?"
Zhang Changhe suddenly laughed, his beard swaying, "I am self-righteous after defeating a genius who does not know the so-called? Today is your doomsday. I want you to die horribly!"
"He brought me here because he was going to fight in the air?"
Zhou Shu was slightly startled. The foundation-building cultivator would not be able to fly away from the flying magic weapon. At this height, many tactics could not be used, and it was very dangerous. Once the flying magic weapon was attacked and dropped, the cultivator would almost die.
The smile on Zhang Changhe's face became more and more obvious. Looking at Zhou Shu, he suddenly let out a strange roar, completely different from human words.
Woo-
There was a faint sound of flapping wings in the extremely high sky, and a small black spot appeared suddenly, passing through the clouds and fog, and flew towards the two of them.
The black spot got bigger and bigger, it turned out to be a bird.
"Black Feather!"
Zhang Changhe had a hideous face and commanded the black bird without a low voice.
This black sickle eagle was cultivated by Zhang Changhe since he was a child. Treating it is simply better than treating his relatives. The monster beasts have blood and flesh, he takes the medicine pill on time, bathes with the liquid medicine, and often takes the monster hunting to exercise cooperation.
The Black Scythe Eagle didn't let him down either. He had been his best helper and his most powerful means for decades. On several occasions when facing the enemy, he deliberately lured him into the air, and then summoned the black sickle eagle hidden in the air. Obviously, this hand was very effective. There were even two late stage repairers in the foundation building stage, both of which were hacked because of the flying magic weapon. The sickle eagle flew and died in his hands.
When the trap was unsuccessful, he immediately thought of air combat and used his best method to deal with Zhou Shu. When he was flying ~EbookFREE.me~, he had not summoned the black sickle eagle guarding in the air, so he waited for this moment for Zhou Shu to do his best.
He was full of confidence, "Playing against each other in the air, the old man has never lost, you can die with peace of mind!"
Glancing at the black sickle carving, Zhou Shu didn't change his face, and shook his head lightly. The look in Zhang Changhe's eyes seemed a little strange, as if with a hint of pity, "Poor, Zhang Boduo didn't tell you?"
"tell what?"
Seeing Zhou Shu's expression, Zhang Changhe was a little inexplicable, his mouth twitched a few times, this kid dared to speak like this when he was about to die?
Zhou Shu sighed and said slowly, "It seems that Zhang Bo missed you dead a long time ago, and he deliberately didn't let you know even such important news. If you knew, you would probably not choose to fight me in the air, alas, There is someone like Zhang Bo in the family, and you are really pitiful."
"What are you talking about, what do I want to know?"
Zhang Changhe's expression became more and more weird, and he also became more and more, "Don't be there to delay time, you are about to die! Hei Yu, give it to me!"
Hearing the sound, the black sickle eagle moved, spreading its wings full of ten feet, and dived down violently towards Zhou Shu.
"He didn't tell you, do I have a golden feather eagle?"
Zhou Shu ignored the black sickle eagle and continued to finish speaking. Then he opened it, and the golden feather eagle, which was more than ten feet tall, was next to the flying eagle.
As soon as the golden feather eagle appeared, it immediately spread its three-foot-long wings and soared into the sky.
It let out a long and excited cry, "Finally it can fly in the sky again. It has been held back for more than a thousand years, I am bored!"
Hearing the long cry, the diving black sickle eagle paused, the momentum slowed down immediately, glanced at the golden feather eagle, made a sudden turn, and fled.
How can we not escape?
Among the Tier Monster Beasts, the Golden Feather Eagle is the king in the sky, and the Black Sickle Eagle is not an opponent at all.
Zhang Changhe was stunned, his face stiff. (To be continued.)