A fourth grade Birdman spread his wings and swooped towards Nie Tian.

“Bloodline magic! Wind Blade!”

With a few vigorous flaps of his wings, he sent numerous gray wind blades that were as sharp as knives towards Nie Tian.

However, each and every wind blade bounced right off the Flame Dragon Armor, not leaving a single scratch on its surface.

Nie Tian let out a cold harrumph and flashed behind the Birdman with a short-range Starshift. Then, he formed a hand blade his empty hand and thrust it into the Birdman’s back.

PUFF!

Without much effort, his hand pierced through the fourth grade Birdman’s back and stuck out of his chest.

“What...?!” Nie Tian muttered as he bounced back onto his Golden Chariot.

Only then did the fourth grade Birdman stop struggling and fall to the ground.

Li Langfeng also seemed very surprised as he asked, “Nie Tian, why are these outsiders even more fragile than us?”

It was known that any outsider race had tougher fleshly bodies than humans. However, Nie Tian’s hand had gone through that Birdman’s back as easily as a metal awl through a piece of tofu.

“It’s not that their bodies are more fragile than ours, it’s that...” Before Nie Tian could finish, a fifth grade Birdman flew towards him in rage.

“Leave this one to me!” Li...