บท 368: Blue Flame, Dongfang Ming

The Razor-Winged Sparrow's feathers were remarkably strong, with extremely sharp tips. The feathers looked like densely packed daggers extending from its wings, glowing elegantly under the moonlight.

The Razor-Feathered Sparrow uttered a shriek from up in the sky. Its sharp eyes locked onto Mo Fan and Tangyue.

Mo Fan and Tangyue had no intention of running. It was obvious that their enemy's backup would catch up to them in no time. They had to stop their flying pursuers from tailing them any further, so they would have to defeat their foes as soon as possible.

As the Razor-Feathered Sparrow drew closer, it was obvious that their pursuers were being cautious, not initiatingthe fight straightaway.

"Mr. Wu, we've found the target. Please send back-up immediately," Liu Zhongming, who was mounted on the Razor-Feathered Sparrow, said into the communication device in his hand.