Chapter 108: Chasing, Fleeing (1/2)

In a short while, he finished about five kilograms of hard liquor. His face was already red and the temperature around him was quietly rising.

Three thousand meters up in the air, a Golden-Winged Condor was flying towards its lair while holding a log.

This log was extremely dry, the best material to build a nest. Moreover, based on its many years of experience, there was definitely a fat worm inside the log.

When its child was born, it could directly eat the freshest food.

This made the Golden-Winged Condor very satisfied with its gains today.

But gradually, it felt as if the wood in its claws began to heat up.

The Golden-Winged Condor was somewhat puzzled. It lowered its head to look at the piece of wood on its claw. In its bird life, such a thing had never happened.

Eh? There was a sound coming from the wood?

Wine pierces the intestines and breaks the soul, fire surges in sword heart that dreams of a long song!

Boom!

The log exploded, and the roaring flames engulfed the giant bird.

Amidst the flames, a flying sword was held in the sword cultivator's hand as he stabbed it at the condor.

Success!

The sword cultivator clone was completely confident that it could not dodge the sword at this distance.

Ding!

However, although the sword pierced through, the tip of the longsword seemed to have hit a piece of steel plate, receiving an extremely great resistance.

Fire-attribute spiritual qi surged into the flying sword crazily as if it was free. The scorching temperature quickly rose, and the incomparably hard condor feathers were melted layer by layer.

The sword cultivator clone was surprised by the huge bird's terrifying defense. He held Burning Rainbow and stabbed forward relentlessly.

Pew!

Withstanding the intense screeching sounds from scratching metal, Burning Rainbow finally broke through the feather defense and successfully pierced into the flesh.

However… that was all.

Huff!

The Golden-Winged Condor flapped its wings, causing a violent wind that instantly tore apart the liquor flames.

As it continued to beat its wings, the huge bird head lowered and looked at Jiang Li. A savage killing intent was revealed in its sharp eyes.

He could not beat it!

The parallel mind quickly came to this conclusion.

Sword cultivators were known for their attacks. Even when he attacked head-on with his full strength, he could only barely break through the defense and cause a slight injury.

The result was very obvious.

No chance.

Run!

The clone made a prompt decision. He kicked the condor's stomach and used the counterforce to retrieve the flying sword. Immediately, he rode his sword and flew crazily against the direction of the wind.

Another advantage of a sword cultivator was that their Sword Kinesis Flight was extremely fast. The parallel mind also specially chose to travel against the direction of the wind.

The larger the condor was, the greater the wind resistance it would suffer. Only by escaping in this direction could he have a higher chance of success.

Shriek!

However, a sharp cry could be heard.

The clone, Tang Yan, looked back to see that the condor followed closely behind him. Its hooked beak opened wide, and it was about to devour the clone.

The bird flew faster than him even in this situation!

The clone held the sword hilt with one hand and let the flying sword carry him at the speed limit. His other hand reached into his pocket and took out two cloth bags. He bit the rope with his mouth and pulled.

The opening of the bag was released, and the items in the two bags were immediately and accurately thrown into the mouth of the condor.

Shriek!

The condor's speed immediately decreased drastically. It flapped its wings and stopped on the spot. It coughed violently before spitting out the waste pills and ashes that Jiang Li had thrown into its mouth.

However, by the time it flapped its wings again, the clone had already flown more than 2,000 meters away.

With a buffer of more than 2,000 meters, even if the flying sword's speed was slightly inferior to the condor, the gap was still there. Jiang Li was confident that he could persist for another day and night if it wanted to catch up to this 2,000 meters gap.

Two hours, four hours, six hours.