The moment the sword sank in, Jun Wanbai only felt that what she had slashed was not a bone, but some indestructible metal. With her half-step transformation into a god, her hands were still bloodied from the shock of the terrifying impact.
The junction of the neck bone and the spine was hit hard again, this time the damage was far greater than the previous few times. Although Shen Changge's poison did not paralyze the bird of prey long enough as originally planned, the "white warehouse" arrow that penetrated into the joints still greatly weakened the bird of prey's defense.
It was precisely because of this that Jun Wanbai's bone sword was able to reach the hilt smoothly.
For the first time, this blow that hit the ground brought enough damage to the mist bird of prey. It no longer tried to shake off Qin Jiu and He Zhou on its body. It twisted its huge skull and opened its huge beak towards Jun Wanbai , Bite away swiftly and thunderously.
The strong wind howled down from the top of the head, and the voice of Bailishu ordering to evade sounded in his mind.
Jun Wanbai was indifferent, her tiger's mouth was shattered with both hands firmly grasping the double swords that had sunk into the gray joints, she gritted her teeth with a look close to madness - to avoid? Who the hell wants to hide? Stepping on the road of cultivating immortals and asking, who is not already prepared to die
The so-called impermanence is such a bastard thing!
The flying boat you are on will encounter giant beasts that disappeared in ancient times on the way. You can defeat countless enemies and you will be vulnerable in the eyes of others. You were still hoping for tomorrow's laurels yesterday, but today you will be as helpless as an ant If you die with a backhand, you will accept the worship of everyone like the proud son of heaven, and you will run away like a coward!
The huge ferocious bird's beak is open and under the hood, the throat that can be peeped is as dark as a tunnel, with a strong fishy smell-this is a vicious beast that feeds on divine birds. The shadow cast by the skull enveloped Jun Wanbai, and the mood of death descended on his head. At this moment, she suddenly hissed and laughed.
"What is impermanence?"
- This is impermanence! !
Jun Wanbai roared angrily, her hands holding the bone sword tightly erupted with unprecedented strength, and her aura suddenly rose—at this moment of life and death, she finally took the last step, completely clarifying the artistic conception she was chasing, and it was also at this moment , she crossed the half-step level of becoming a god.
She jumped up, at this moment she also regarded herself as a sword.
Grasping the hilt of the sword, Jun Wanbai spun in the air, her broken robe turned into a navy blue phantom, the long rope that bound her hair was also broken, and her flowing black hair danced along with it. She dances violently like a tornado, and like autumn leaves swirling with the wind, her toughness and softness are changing impermanently.
The twin swords that she swung together and Li Xin's knife left only a unified shadow. Under the light of the sword, the wound that was originally just a wound expanded rapidly.
The mist of prey neighed. There was pain in the neighing.
It really hurts.
After being injured, the fog bird of prey became more and more frantic and frightening. It angrily pecked at the hovering Jun Wanbai. Under its huge mouth, Jun Wanbai's figure was extremely small and slender. She was still dancing in circles, with fierce killing intent and desperate madness. If you don't dodge, you will die.
However, Jun Wanbai did not die.
At the last moment, the giant bird's skull suddenly tilted slightly to the front left, and it missed with a strike as fast as lightning.
The ferocious and huge bird's beak brushed past Jun Wanbai, the protruding joint hit her, and Jun Wanbai was knocked out of his hands with both swords - but the remaining power even seriously injured Jun Wanbai who had just broken through to transform into a god.
The frontal blow of the strange beast that feeds on the divine bird is terrifying.
The mist bird's attack misses not because of its sudden mercy.
Jun Wanbai's outburst attracted Wu Xie's attention, and he gave up on shaking Qin Jiu and Hezhou off. Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Qin Jiu exhausted all the strength in his body, kicked off every neck bone and rushed up, and finally threw the black iron chain in the air and completely wrapped it around the neck of Wu Zhi. He Zhou on the spine let out a roar, and hit a raised bone spur hard with his back. With all his strength, the black iron chain flew away like an ancient python, hovering on the wings of the mist bird of prey.
They all let go in an instant, and withdrew the true energy injected into the black iron.
The chains used to restrain the horned dragon in the Ten Thousand Immortals Era made crisp metal-to-metal clashes, revealing its terrifying weight. Qin Jiu heard the creaking sound of the bones of the mist-prey bearing the weight of the black iron.
Under that terrifying weight, the skull of the mist bird that was raised in the air was brought down heavily.
It was precisely because of this that Jun Wanbai escaped the blow that was sure to kill him.
The huge skull of the fog bird was restrained by the black iron and suddenly drooped. Chu Zhiyuan, who had been waiting for a long time, no longer hesitated. He jumped up and pressed his hand tightly on the hilt of the sword. The oncoming wind cut his face like a knife, and Chu Zhiyuan's eyes were sharp and firm like a knife. His expression was always serious, but now there was a touch of determination in his seriousness.
Like everyone else, he has only one chance.
What was entrusted to this sword was Li Xin's risky sneak before that, Shen Changge's full blow, Qin Jiu Hezhou's gritted teeth, Jun Wanbai's disregard for life and death, and at this moment they stood up behind their backs and held the longbow Baili Shu.
On the Fusu sword, they carried the lives of several of them, and even the lives of Jiuxuan's disciples on the flying boat behind him!
Chu Zhiyuan drank violently, drew his long sword out of its sheath, and slashed down in the air.
A string of sparks shot out from the long sword, and Chu Zhiyuan's blow with all his strength left only a crack on Wu Zhi's mask-like skull. Behind the mask-like skull is where the spirit fire of the misty bird of prey is located, and the face bone that protects the spirit fire is the hardest bone in its whole body.
After throwing out the sword with all his strength regardless of life and death, Chu Zhiyuan's sword could only leave a crack on it.
Still, that's enough.
Whether it's him or Jun Wanbai, all their efforts are just foreshadowing, and all their calculations are just for the final blow.
In order to kill Jun Wanbai, the fog bird had stopped flapping its wings to create wind blades all over the sky, and the Qingyu light boat regained its stability after no longer being attacked, and the barrier covering the flying boat disappeared.
On the flying boat, Baili Shu, who had been sitting cross-legged and eyes closed, had already stood up. He was holding the golden longbow that had been placed by his side in his hand. A long arrow with a black body and only a little white tip had been placed on it. On the string, the string of the ancient jade finger has been pulled apart like a full moon.
The longbow in his hand was imitated from the legendary "sunset" that shot down the Golden Crow.
In ancient times, the Golden Crow occupied nine heavens and covered thousands of miles of red land. This kind of divine bird born in the sun could easily ignite a world. They flew with their tails, and when they flew across the sky, the sky turned red, as if someone had lit a flame that would burn the world.
The only one that can shoot down the Golden Crow is the divine bow named "Sunset".
The real "sunset" has already disappeared in the long river of time, and what remains are only a few words of legend.
Later, a talented craftsman came up with a crazy idea—he wanted to restore the legendary bow that shot down the Golden Crow.
The talented craftsman traveled to every corner of the Twelve Dynasties, devoting all his energy and money to making a longbow.
He used the phoenix tree that inhabited the phoenix and was infected with the immortal fire to make a bow embryo, and used the bone marrow of the thousand-year-old python in the East China Sea boiled a hundred times as the jellyfish, and glued the one horn of the red jellyfish in the yellow sand magma to the inside of the bow, and sent all his wealth to Kyushu. The back tendons of the Wanxianji Tianhorn Rhinoceros, which are easily obtained by Qianzhuang, are layered on the body of the bow, and the bow is placed on the top of the main peak of the Sanskrit Sect and left to stand for three years.
In the end, he stuck thousands of incorruptible birch bark on the body of the bow, and invited the first inscriber hidden in Yi Cang to carve the rune of the golden crow hovering on the body of the bow.
When he adjusted the bowstring for the last time, the longbow sounded without moving, and the phantom of the golden crow could be seen soaring into the sky within a hundred miles.
The longbow made in imitation of the "sunset" was named "Golden Crow".
It was just that shortly after the longbow was completed, the place where the genius refiner who spent his whole life chasing this crazy idea lived suddenly thunder and lightning fell for seven days and seven nights. After the thunder and lightning, there was a desolation, and the craftsman and his longbow were nowhere to be found.
Some people said that it was a punishment from the spirit of the Golden Crow in the dark.
Some people also said that there was a Da Neng who wanted to buy a longbow, but the craftsman refused to sell it, so Da Neng shot and killed it in anger.
There are different opinions, and no one knows the truth.
However, at this moment, such a legendary longbow was held in Bailishu's hands. The Golden Crow engraved on the bow seems to break out of the sky at any moment, spread its wings and burn the world. The surroundings of Bailishu are already filled with heat waves, and the air has been gradually distorted by the rising temperature. cry.
When Wuzhi recovered from the paralysis early, Bailishu stood up and held the "Golden Crow". When Junwan Baixuanwu Qin Jiu Hezhou threw the iron chain, he hitched the arrow and drew the bow.
When Chu Zhiyuan slashed with his sword, he let go of his hand.
Only a snow-white jet-black long arrow pierced through the air at the top.