The eagle looked up and screamed. It turned around and flapped its wings, and flew straight down from a great height. Its sharp eagle's beak was like a sharp wind blade aiming for the top of Feng Jiu's head.
"Just waiting for you!"
Feng Jiu shouted coldly, her feet tapped on her flying feather and it lifted her upwards with force. The sword in her hand rotated along with her turning body, forming a vortex in mid-air.
"Hoo!"
"Swish!"
One going downwards and one going upwards, the two forces collided with each other. The powerful airflow and pressure oscillated in the air and caused the air in mid-air to tremble slightly, as if distorted by the two currents of airflow rolling around.
"Boom!"
When the two currents of airflows collided, a rumbling sound was formed. The airflow splayed outwards like waves in mid-air crashing down and dispersing outwards.
