WHOOSH!
The Gray-Backed Eagle batted aside JinLing's sword strike.
Completely unharmed, its talons instantly descended upon JinLing.
"Little Sister..."
Zhan Yang cried out in alarm. He had drawn his blade, but it was already too late.
The Gray-Backed Eagle's talons had already snagged JinLing's clothes. Gripping her, it began to fly toward the sky.
It all happened in the blink of an eye.
Lu Beifeng and Niu Tuo, who were still preparing their second attacks, could only gape.
It was too late for them to rescue JinLing.
'Courting death.'
But in that moment, it was Jiang Chen, the one with the lowest Cultivation, who reacted first.
The Gray-Backed Eagle seemed to have sensed from the beginning that JinLing was the weakest, while in its eyes, Jiang Chen was clearly a bit stronger than her.
Just as one picks the softest persimmon to squeeze, the Gray-Backed Eagle was just as cunning.
But Jiang Chen had reacted the fastest.
