is not from the same hearth as longing for beauty.The material, of course, is not as good as the original long-xiangsi wood, nor as fine as this Shenlongwood sheath.The scabbard is to the sword, as a...Under the hammer blow, the Qingqi tree suddenly surged upwards.
He brushed past Su Ci in an instant.
It was even more direct, slapping a palm towards Swallow Hawk's beak.
It's like I slapped it!
The falcon's beak pierced through the hand without any hesitation... no blood dropped.
Jiang Wang kicked Yan Xiao with a direct kick, sending him flying.
The bird's beak pulled away from Qingqi's palm, the hollow left behind, solidified into emptiness.
The black didn't spread, and the blood didn't flow back.
The Qingqi tree's regenerative abilities and the strange power of the falcon's beak, seemed to cancel each other out.
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No, to be precise, it is the beak of the falcon that prevails.
The
Qingqi tree's proud ability to recover is ineffective against the Yanxiao.
The ending of the Aoki Shield had already warned everyone, Yan Xiao's peck was basically killing whoever it hit. Only Qing Qishu relied on his recovery ability and could withstand a few attacks.
But for every peck, there is a cavity. How long can he bear it
Most importantly, such abilities are not recorded in any accounts prior to the Sea Saint Clan.
Has the falcon grown stronger, or is this just a power it displays only during its weakened state
The sparrowhawk was kicked away by a single foot.
The golden needles that Wuguji had previously dropped to the ground all flew up at once, encircling him in a perfect circle.
A faint, almost imperceptible sound of breaking air.
Countless voices converge to form this one.
It seemed like a golden explosion, countless golden streaks shooting out.
At once, it filled the entire field of vision, covering the falcon.
The Secret of Jin Zhen Men, Locked Diseases with Gold Needles!
Wu went to the sick ten fingers flew quickly arrangement, focused to the extreme.
Golden light shuttles, ten thousand needles pierce the body.
However, the sparrowhawk’s right wing beat once more, and it vanished into the foliage.
Su Ci moved without warning, shifting his weight and leaping like a fish in water. Just as he did, the falcon's beak struck the spot where he had been moments before. This move was truly ingenious.
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According to records of the Sacred Clan, the Swallowhawk is known for its incredible speed, immense strength, razor-sharp beak, and deadly talons. It is also said to be immortal.
Upon engaging in combat, his speed and power were inferior to the descriptions. It is evident that over the centuries, he has indeed weakened considerably.
But no one said that with one peck of its beak, it could be deadly, and with a flap of its right wing, it could move through the air.
The records of the Holy Race's owls are far too outdated.
With the ability to teleport, it's impossible to kill it.
If you can't lock it down, even with the most perfect cooperation, it will only be like Wu Que's just-now golden needle to cure a disease. It takes a long time to prepare, but in the end, it is all for naught.
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Through the red-painted mirror, perhaps you can find corresponding details and identify an opportunity to lock onto its target.
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But Jiang Wang would never dare to enter the Red Makeup Mirror under these circumstances. With a single flap of its wings, Yan Xiao could shatter the Red Makeup Mirror, and by then, he wouldn't even have time to jump out before it was destroyed along with the mirror.
That's too difficult!
Wǔ went to pull out the golden needle, but he didn't know whether or not to drop it, and where to drop it.
The only solace at this time was that Yan Xiao's left wing had suffered severe damage. With a flap of his right wing, he could shift through the air effortlessly. But a flap of his left wing... who knew what terrifying power it might unleash
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The mysterious arrival must be a powerful cultivator who has concealed their strength. However, regardless of the reason for their concealment or their purpose, no one knows.
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No one else knows the thrilling details of the battle that raged between him and the falcon.
Only leaving the scar on the left wing of the falcon, provided a help for the later challengers of the falcon.
Life and death are such direct and cruel things.
If Jiang Wang and the others were to die here today, their brilliance would also go unnoticed.
At this time, the swallow-falcon’s eyes held nothing but pure madness and cruelty.
Suci, the one who first inflicted harm upon it, has now become its primary target for swift and merciless retribution.
One peck missed, the right wing beats again.
It appeared again behind Suchi.
And Suchi, as if foreseeing this, rose to her feet, revealing Jiang Wang who was standing before him at that moment.
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This was a near-perfect collaboration.
Chirp chirp chirp!
Knock knock!
Ding ding!
Jiang Wang released the Eight-Sound Flamebird, which he had been preparing for a long time!
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...directly bombarded Yan Xiao with a massive assault of magical techniques, leaving him unable to escape.
This strike, with its clear objective and precise landing point, was indeed the best result achieved since the start of the battle.
The range of the Swallowhawk's teleportation wasn't far enough. Even after flapping its wings, it remained within the attack range of the Eight-Sound Flamebird and was hit directly. Furthermore, the Eight-Sound Flamebird's attacks also contained sonic damage. Even if the Swallowhawk ran as fast as it could, as long as it stopped for a moment and the Eight-Sound Flamebird didn't cease its assault, it would be injured immediately.
The gray-headed and bloodied owl, shaken from the onslaught of the Eight-Sound Flame Sparrow, regained its composure. Its eyes now fixed on Jiang Wang.
Tyrannical, frenzied, hateful.
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With a flap of its right wing.
The beak collided with the circular blade of a sword!
Once again, I returned empty-handed.
Jiang Wang, who achieved enlightenment with a single sword strike, resembled a curled-up hedgehog, without a single vulnerable point.
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The falcon swooped through the air, its talons gripping tightly.
A sound as sharp as grinding teeth.
Jiang Wang clearly felt that his sword circle, at a certain moment, paused.
This sword strike should not have paused, but the flaw still appeared.
This is a new ability, different from the previous peck to decay and out-of-thin-air movement. Jiang Wang has only just encountered these abilities and is unable to accurately describe or categorize them.
But a terrifying thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
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It seems that the Peregrine Falcon has veered off course from the records entirely, and judging by these abilities...
In total, it had refined into how many kinds Adding that torn left wing, if we were to assume that also represented a type of ability, then there would be four types already.
If it were refined into five abilities, what changes would occur
As the saying goes, "Though sparrows are small, they have all five organs," swallows are the same, they also have five organs.
If the falcon refines five abilities, will it be like a cultivator obtaining five divine powers and achieving a Heavenly Mansion
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The thought flashed by, and Jiang Wang didn't have time to think about it further.
Because his sword circle has already collapsed on the spot.
The sparrowhawk even stuck its beak in, aiming for the throat.
Jiang Wang merely flicked her wrist, and the longsword Chang Xiang Si was already across her neck.
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Even within the confines of a small space, even if swords were to shatter and crumble around him, he possessed enough confidence to defend his vital points.
With his longsword in hand, all was not yet finished!
But the sparrowhawk in front of them disappeared again.
Jiang Wang only felt a hard impact on her back.
This is a Qingqi tree.
Qing Qi Shu couldn't quite keep up with Yan Xiao's speed, but before Yan Xiao launched his attack, he instinctively positioned himself behind Jiang Wang as a defensive expert would.
As expected, the attack from the Yanxiao finally came.
... but was also caught, tearing apart most of his chest.
His chest was still bloodless.
He instinctively reached out, wanting to grab Yan Xiao's wings on both sides.
He wanted to tear Yan Xiao's wings off directly!
But his hand stopped mid-air.
He can't!
It's not that there's no chance of doing it, but even if there was, he couldn't do it this way. He couldn't directly harm Yan Xiao, as that would only result in the monster becoming even stronger and more terrifying upon its resurrection.
May the Dragon God be with us!
He is a warrior, but he can only endure and cannot fight back.
His teeth were gritted so hard, he could only stare daggers at the swallow.
All this took place in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Wang felt the person behind him had softened.
He clasped him back, and their positions were immediately reversed.
The blade lies horizontal, eyes facing the swallow hawk.
That's when Yan Xiao saw the inscription on the Jian of Long Xiangsi—Yan Gui Cha.
The barn owl, enveloped in pure savagery and madness, seemed to have thought of something all at once.
His eyes cleared for a moment, only to be immediately filled with boundless hatred and loathing.
It gaped and shrieked.
That roar was bizarre and evil, unlike anything before. It sounded almost like...
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