With a peng sound, a golden wing fell onto the ground. It was a half-blooded Peng wing that shattered the mountain stones. Being more solid than iron and stone, the wing had an immeasurable divinity.
Ah…
The golden-winged peng cried out. It actually lost, moreover so miserably. It fell onto the ground, causing faint golden blood to splash out. It smashed open a crater in the ground with cracks extending out ten to a hundred meters.
“Quickly stop the bleeding, don’t waste any!” The big red bird was extremely regretful. It rushed forward, because that was precious flesh and blood medicine.
The little guy was ruthless, and while stepping on the Suan Ni bone mirror, he already swooped down. With the broken sword in hand, he hacked down. Now that the life and death battle had already reached this point, there was no way he would be lenient now.
“No… Ah!” The Peng cried out in anger and its golden pupils widened.