Qin Feng had just gotten rid of the poison, and was itching to find someone to test his skills on.
These thirteen Eagles messed with him, so he wasn't about to show mercy.
"You little shit, are you looking to die?"
The leader in the blue robe had the highest cultivation, already late-stage Fusion Realm, and was about to break through by the looks of it.
His brows tightened, and he swept his duster out with a flick—instantly, it stretched to over ten meters, slithering like a giant snake right at Qin Feng.
Qin Feng sneered coldly, swung his saber, and let the duster coil around it in a flash.
He roared, "Break!"
The duster snapped, scaring the blue-robed man shitless.
"Fuck, you actually snapped my Vajra Duster Silk!"
The blue-robed guy started screeching, yelling at his men, "Brothers, together! Kill him!"
The thirteen Eagles all attacked at once.
