Then he struggled and flew up.

"Remember?"

Ye Ming snorted coldly, and the javelin in his hand twitched towards the bird's head, splashing out a thread of blood.

He controlled the force and did not blow the bird's head, but it also obviously swollen a small mushroom head.

He leaned forward and fell in front of the other person.

The Tie Feather Eagle's eyes were very sharp and cruel. When he saw Ye Ming appear, his sharp beak penetrated, like a scimitar.

Ye Ming activated the power of his will again, causing Tieyu Ying to pause and his eyes were frightened.

Slap sex!

He swung the javelin and thrust the bird's head for about ten consecutive times.

The iron-feathered eagle screamed.

I can't even fly.

My mind was sucked, and terrible fear came from the bottom of my heart from time to time.

"Are you convinced?"

Ye Ming stopped and asked.

Hurry!

When the wings are rolled up, they are about to take off.

Slap sex!

"Are you convinced?"

Ye Ming continued to draw.

The bird's heads turned into a big mushroom.

Sing!

An iron-feathered eagle appeared in the sky and dived to attack.

Ye Ming raised his head and used the nail boxing technique to throw the javelin out, exploded a blood hole in his abdomen, penetrated his back, fell to the side, and died tragically on the spot!

"Looking over there, are you convinced?"

Ye Ming pulled out another javelin and tweaked the bird's head, making his confused eyes look at the corpse not far away. Finally, he saw fear from the other party's eyes.

Whoosh...!

The javelin was thrown, and it came in from the beak next to it, and it came out of the head.

The iron-feathered eagle in front of him trembled.

Ye Ming walked towards the death.

As soon as he walked out of ten meters, he suddenly turned around and flew back.

At this time, the Iron Feather Eagle was flapping its wings and trying to escape.

Bang...!

The rock burst kicked, almost kicking the bird's head with one kick.

The power of will is activated again.

The iron-feathered eagle sobbed and buried its head.

Seeing this scene, Ye Ming smiled.

The other party means true surrender, as mentioned in the textbook.

Turn around, still walking to the other side, retracting the javelin.

This time, the iron-feathered eagle behind did not move.

After cleaning up, Ye Ming stepped onto the bird's back.

"Walk!"

The javelin in his hand was aimed at the bird's head slanted.

Sing!

The iron-feathered eagle sang and spread its wings.

Ye Ming pointed the direction with a javelin.

Instructor Shi in the distance was dumbfounded: "Just surrender like this? Feiqin is the most fierce and will not surrender even if he is beaten to death. How could it be?"

"Is it a will impact?"
Chapter completed!