The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

"You'd better shut your mouth right now, or I'll throw you down if you keep yelling."

Mo Qian said fiercely, "You have to be a little strict with kids like this, otherwise how can I be the big brother?"

Although Mo Qian has not been the eldest brother for many years, he still retains the imposing aura he had when he was the eldest brother.

As expected, Huang Shaotian immediately became obedient after hearing this and didn't dare to say a word.

"Hey, Lao Mo, are you sure you can land without getting hurt?"

"No."

Upon hearing this, Huang Shaotian closed his eyes. He was a little afraid to look at what was about to happen; he was still a child, with a bright future ahead of him.

Goodbye, Mom and Dad. From now on, we can only meet on the road to the underworld.

Mo Qian smiled lightly. Now that he had brought Huang Shaotian down, how could he not be absolutely confident?
Mo Qian just wanted to see Huang Shaotian panic. It was one of Mo Qian's wicked pleasures. Huang Shaotian was really quite amusing.

"bump!"

Mo Qian kept using tree trunks to slow down and reduce the force of the impact, but an ordinary sword could not withstand such pressure.

As expected, Mo Qian would consume a sword every three times he slowed down, but fortunately he carried quite a few swords with him.

Don't ask, the answer is always "better safe than sorry," because having a sword in hand gives you a sense of security in times like these.

This little habit was something Mo Qian developed after defeating the boss on the first floor. He was genuinely envious when he saw General Jian casually summon a flying sword.

Unfortunately, Mo Qian did not have the ability to summon flying swords, but he did have other abilities.

"I can look for something else."

Using the space in his backpack, Mo Qian filled it almost entirely with various kinds of light swords. He couldn't put in heavy swords or ordinary longswords because they were too heavy. Mo Qian wanted to pack as many light swords as possible without affecting his speed.

Now isn't this coming in handy? Luckily, Mo Qian had the foresight, otherwise it would have been terrible.

"Hey, it feels like the descent is getting slower and slower."

Huang Shaotian was very sensitive to his falling speed, so he quickly felt his descent slowing down. When he opened his eyes, he saw Mo Qian's actions and was immediately shocked.

"Isn't this another way to do it? This is the first time I've seen this before."

Huang Shaotian had a nascent idea. He looked at Mo Qian and wondered, how could it be so simple? Was it really that easy to slow down by using the trees here?

Huang Shaotian looked at the sword in his hand and, without hesitation, thrust it into the tree. However, things didn't go as he had planned. Instead, his sword got stuck and he couldn't get it off. Huang Shaotian continued to fall.

"My holy sword!"

Huang Shaotian looked sadly at the sword he had hung on the tree with his own hands. It turned out that it wasn't as simple as he had imagined at all; it was all a lie.

"I can't help you with that. Why don't you talk to the mutated eagle king who's chasing you and ask him to get the sword back for you?"

Mo Qian looked at Huang Shaotian with amusement. Did he really think this method of deflecting force was so simple? Of course not. This kind of force deflection requires extreme control. It's not something Huang Shaotian can just try out.

Huang Shaotian's life advice:

Never be overconfident in your abilities, or you'll end up like Huang Shaotian now.

"Hey hey hey!!!! Lao Mo! Hurry up and land! That guy is coming!" Huang Shaotian patted Mo Qian on the back. Mo Qian swore that he really wanted to throw Huang Shaotian off, but he wasn't fast enough.

"Okay, okay, the speed is finally almost there."

Since Mo Qian and Huang Shaotian's speed was constantly decreasing, while the speed of the mutated eagle king was constantly increasing, it was only natural that the mutated eagle king could easily catch up with Mo Qian and Huang Shaotian.

When the speed was close to a safe level, Mo Qian flicked his hand and threw Huang Shaotian away. Don't misunderstand, Mo Qian didn't just throw him away randomly. The angle and force were controlled by Mo Qian, which means that Huang Shaotian would not be hurt at all.

Huang Shaotian landed calmly on a tree branch, then watched Mo Qian continue to fall.

"Old Mexican! Be careful!"

Huang Shaotian could only say so much; he still needed to overcome his fear of heights and figure out how to get down.

"You'd better talk less, you know."

After taking one last look at Huang Shaotian, Mo Qian looked at the mutated eagle king that was still chasing him, and at Ye Xiu and Zhou Zekai that he was holding.

"I must say, you two have quite a unique look. If I had a camera, I would definitely love to capture it."

As Mo Qian descended, he didn't forget to observe Ye Xiu and Zhou Zekai. The two men's faces were getting redder and redder, indicating that the virus was invading quite quickly and had already made Zhou Zekai and Ye Xiu unable to bear it.

"I don't know what's going on with you guys, but there's one thing I do know."

"That means you'll lose."

Mo Qian effortlessly dodged a swift attack from the mutated eagle king and immediately moved away.

"Although it is said that eagles are the rulers of the sky, I don't think that's necessarily true."

Mo Qian used a light sword strike as a final move to deflect the force and land smoothly.

"Boom!"

Compared to Mo Qian's calm landing, the mutated eagle king's landing was extremely violent, slamming directly into the ground.

"There must be an antidote for this virus, right? Where could that antidote be?"

While Mo Qian was wondering where the antidote might be, Yu Wenzhou was on his way with the antidote.

Heaven knows how many methods Yu Wenzhou used to wake Yingque, but Yingque confessed everything and even gave Yu Wenzhou the antidote. Now, Yingque is carrying Yu Wenzhou on its back, flying rapidly towards the Eagle Tree.

"Yu Wenzhou, what are you after? If Mo Qian loses, I'll eat that stuff on live stream. Don't you believe in his abilities?"

Compared to Yu Wenzhou's worries, Ying Que was quite carefree. In his world, Mo Qian was already the strongest person he had ever seen, even stronger than his own clan leader in the Eagle Clan at the time.

"I don't know, but I feel like something's not right. Hurry up."

"Really, a well-fed man doesn't know the hunger of a starving man. I'm already the fastest. Just sit tight and don't let me throw you off."

"take off!"

I don't know when Yingque and Yu Wenzhou became so close. (End of this chapter)