Dong Qian's heart immediately eased. Not only was he no longer worried, his heart filled with anticipation instead. He stopped dodging and headed straight toward the seven cultivators rushing over at high speed.
"Hahaha... enemies truly meet on a narrow road. To think we'd run into you two here. Where are the other two? Why aren't they with you?" The seven arrived in a flash, each with vast Immortal Spirit Energy surging around them, spreading out in a fan shape to intercept the Ying Eagle flying at full speed.
The Ying Eagle flew into a rage, and piercing, shrill cries instantly rang out. Its sharp talons suddenly thrust forward as it pounced straight at one of them.
That man swept both hands through the air, sending out two fist imprints that carried two terrifying energy hurricanes as they met the Ying Eagle's talons head-on.
The fist imprints immediately collided with the Ying Eagle's enormous talons. The fist imprints shattered, but the Ying Eagle's diving body also abruptly stalled, then flew backward. Neither side gained the upper hand.
The Ying Eagle had advanced too recently, and could not compare with that cultivator who had steeped himself in the Immortal Realm for hundreds of thousands of years.
Bird cries shrilled as its enormous wings beat. Facing seven Immortal Realm powerhouses, the Ying Eagle showed not the slightest fear. Though it did not possess much intelligence, it knew its master was very formidable. At this moment, it was calling for Qin Fengming to appear.
"Zhou Mountain, He Zhi, what do you intend to do by stopping us?" Dong Qian soothed the Ying Eagle, then looked toward the seven opposite him and spoke coldly.
"What do we intend? Don't you two know? Today, we'll settle new debts and old together, kill the two of