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 ...