1089: C1089 War of mourning

C1089 War of mourning

The power this red Long Spear was displaying was far beyond Feng Zimo's expectations. The golden shield that he had condensed was something that even the Wind and Thunder Generals could not break with a single strike. However, under the Long Spear's assault, it was extremely weak.

What he did not know was that under his fury, Feng Wu had attacked with his full strength. Although his power of law was also at the initial stage, the control of the Flame by the Rosefinch Race was already extremely tyrannical. Furthermore, this Long Spear was definitely not an ordinary object. Although it had not reached the level of a heavy weapon, it was still an extremely strong existence amongst the spirit instrument.

The sharp aura of the spear made the Giant tiger's eyes turn cold. At this moment, if he wanted to retreat, there was no way to do so. The mouth of the tiger suddenly opened and a black ray of light shot out.

"Boom ?" "Ka-cha!" When the black stream of light and the Long Spear collided, an earth-shattering explosion was produced. Following that, a crisp sound was heard, causing the gigantic body of the tiger to spasm uncontrollably.

The momentum of the Long Spear's surprise attack was broken, but the streams of light that flew out were also scattered. Ye Xiao looked over, and saw a strange black bone. But now, after a hurried clash with the Long Spear, they had actually shattered into powder.

The collision of their attacks was clearly much more powerful than before. The Long Spear rushed back into Feng Wu's hands, and a trace of a crack actually appeared on the fiery red spear's body.

Feng Wu's face paled slightly. Evidently, this series of forced killings was a huge drain on him. Moreover, this Long Spear was his lifeblood item, and currently it suffered some injuries, which caused his body to tremble slightly.

However, compared to the others, Feng Zimo was in an even more sorry state. The tiger bone and his life was intertwined and destroyed, which was definitely not small. After a series of spasms, the powerful aftershocks caused the Giant tiger to retreat continuously.

Fatigue was revealed in the tiger's eyes, and sadness slowly leaked out. Feng Zimo knew very well that he no longer had any hope of winning this battle. However, no matter what, he had no way out.

"Soaring Sky!" In the mouth of the tiger, two words resounded faintly. Following that, a strange undulation was transmitted, and the wings on his back began to flutter. His figure turned into a Hurricane, flying towards the sky.

His body rose rapidly, and the Golden Light behind him merged into his body. When all the Golden Light s had been withdrawn, the enormous body of the tiger had also risen thousands of meters high. Following that, he roared towards the sky, the aura around his body erupted, with a leap, he struck Feng Wu hard.

Three thousand meters, three hundred meters ? The huge body fell down at an incomparable speed, but it did not reduce by even ten percent. The might of his body was increased by several fold.

This Soaring Sky, was another type of secret method in the Flying tigers. This kind of secret method was even more powerful than the doppelg?nger secret method that Yun Jiang had used before. However, the consequences were even worse. No matter what the result of this strike was, his cultivation level would always drop by a level. Even the Seed of law that he had condensed within his body would crumble from this.

This kind of price, unless it was a last resort, he would never put it to use. However, did he have any other choice? If he lost, he would die without a doubt.

When the Giant tiger's body was a few hundred meters away from Feng Wu, that crazy suppressive feeling made Feng Wu's body fall down forcefully.

Feng Wu's expression became extremely solemn. Against such a powerful tactic that both parties were injured, he definitely did not dare to underestimate them.

Within his body, a wave of Flame suddenly rose up as a drop of blood essence flew out of his forehead. Soon after, a gigantic Sacred bird Rosefinch suddenly appeared above his head.

Feng Wu waved his arm, and the gigantic fire feather rose into the air and fused into the Sacred bird Rosefinch's body. In an instant, the Rosefinch bird's body exploded by a hundred times, becoming even more powerful than the huge tiger. At the same time, the ground beneath everyone's feet started to rumble and tremble, and at the summit, a ferocious fire suddenly rose up into the air and surrounded the Rosefinch bird's body.

When the bird appeared, its immense pressure immediately weakened. Star light flashed in Feng Wu's eyes. He suddenly stomped his feet and his body merged with the bird.

"Rosefinch Burning Heaven!" A long hiss came out from the Rosefinch's mouth as the gigantic Rosefinch Body actually spread its wings and pounced towards Hei Hu.

In the blink of an eye, the two massive creatures collided in the air, and soon after, a sharp bird cry mixed with the wailing of tigers.

Boom!" The rain of blood suddenly fell from the sky. In the blink of an eye, the gray fog floating in the air became several dozen miles clear.

Under this wild and violent fluctuation, the crowd solemnly retreated hundreds of meters back. Everyone's gazes were fixated on the change in the sky.

A moment later, a mournful cry came from the mouth of the bird. After that, everyone saw the Flame s suddenly rise up from the huge body of Hei Hu.

The Flame rose into the air. With a blood-curdling scream, it was immediately burnt into nothingness.

The gigantic bird also disappeared, and Feng Wu, whose entire body was devoid of blood, revealed himself and directly dropped down from the sky.

Ye Xiao's face changed abruptly, he stepped forward and without caring about the violent undulations, he directly welcomed Feng Wu's falling figure.

Both of his hands dragged it, and caught it. After inspecting it, Ye Xiao slowly let out a sigh of relief. Although the injuries within Feng Wu's body were severe, there was no sign of his life. Wave after wave of vital force unreservedly poured into Feng Wu's injured body, causing his aura to gradually become calmer from a state of disorder.

"Brother Feng Wu is fine, rest assured!" Ye Xiao turned his head and said to the four Eagles s.

The nervous expressions of the four from Eagles were slightly relieved. Then, they respectfully bowed towards Ye Xiao and said in unison: "Please take care of Young Master Feng Wu, we, are out for battle!"

The four of them looked calm, and directly looked towards the direction of Bai Yun Hu, "Disciples of Rosefinch Race, come and receive your guidance." The calm voice, however, contained boundless brutality.0

It was clear that Feng Wu's heavy injuries had caused a huge change in their state of mind.

Bai Yun Hu frowned, he was slightly dissatisfied with the outcome of the battle. Feng Zimo's defeat was within his expectations, but he did not expect that Feng Wu actually did not die.

"Flying Tiger Race, four shall battle! I will not allow you to lose this battle. " Bai Yun Hu said indifferently.

The eyes of the Flying Tiger Race disciples behind him were all scarlet red, and the violent aura emanating from their bodies was quickly surging. Feng Zimo was the commander of the Flying tigers, a heroic figure in the eyes of these disciples. His death caused the hearts of these disciples to be filled with endless grief.

The four of them slowly stepped forward, and faced off against the four from Eagles!

Although the competition grounds was quiet, the heavy atmosphere made Ye Xiao's face change slightly. This battle was probably even more intense than before.

There was no declaration of war, nor words. The eight from both sides abruptly flew out, colliding head on against each other.

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