Chapter 1951 Eight Winged Feather Emperor
If the three powers in Liu Jun's body are combined when the Law of Destruction is released, not only will they not cause damage to his body, but they will be absorbed by the Law of Destruction and transformed into a more powerful force. But Liu Jun was well aware of the dangers of the Law of Destruction and the seriousness of its sequelae, so he did not dare to use it lightly.
Therefore, forcibly integrating these three powers without using the Law of Destruction would place a considerable burden on Liu Jun's body. His muscles were trembling and his bones were making slight noises, as if he could not bear the impact of this force and collapse at any time.
However, Liu Jun gritted his teeth and persisted, his eyes shining with determination. Under the impact of this force, he flew out together with Prince Weibai.
But the difference is that although Liu Jun was also knocked away by this force, he relied on his precise control of the force to fly not far before landing firmly on the ground.
But Prince Weibai was completely different. He was blown away nearly a hundred meters by this powerful force, crashing down a house like a meteorite before barely stopping. His figure loomed in the ruins, and he was obviously traumatized.
"Ahem..." Prince Wei Bai climbed up from the ruins with difficulty, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Liu Jun with complicated eyes. He obviously did not expect that this human race had such powerful power and potential.
Liu Jun stood there, looking at Prince Weibai firmly. He knew that this battle was not over yet, and he had to continue to take advantage of this opportunity to defeat the opponent, otherwise his body would not be able to hold on after a while.
At this moment, a heart-stopping and terrifying aura, like a dark cloud, quickly rose from the center of Qianyu City and enveloped the entire city.
This aura contained endless majesty and destructive power, casting a heavy haze over everyone's hearts.
"No, run!" Yao Guangxiao's face changed instantly, his eyes widened, and he shouted with a hint of urgency in his voice.
Why was he caught here? Isn't it because he killed a six-winged prince and was chased by the master of this aura, the eight-winged feather emperor, so he didn't run out and was caught here?
And his two die-hard brothers seemed to feel the familiarity and terror of this aura. Before Yao Guangxiao could shout out the complete words, they had already forced back the opponent in front of them. Their bodies were like lightning, and they started without hesitation. Rush out of the city. Their eyes were filled with the desire for survival and the deep fear of the terrifying aura.
"Hmph, His Majesty is out of seclusion, and you all have to die!" Prince Weibai snorted coldly, his face was equally solemn, but more of a determination and ruthlessness.
He endured the pain in his body, and with a sway, he blocked Liu Jun's escape route. His eyes were full of murderous intent towards Liu Jun, as if he wanted to tear him into pieces.
Liu Jun was shocked. He felt the power of this aura, which was stronger than many people he had seen. Even the ancestors of the Ice Palace were not so terrifying. Thoughts flashed through his mind, trying to find a way to deal with the current situation.
"Is this the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor?" Liu Jun murmured to himself, his voice full of disbelief.
If there is anyone who can compare with this "Eight Wings", it is probably the ancestor of Dan Zong, the senior brother of Wu Ning Taishang, Wu Ren Enemy. Liu Jun couldn't help but picture Wu Rendi in his mind. He was a legendary super strong man with unfathomable strength. However, even so, he was not sure whether Wu Rendi could compete with this "Eight Wings".
The most critical problem is that Wu Rendi is in seclusion in the small ice and snow world of Danzong. Even if he knows that he is in danger, it is too late to come to save him now.
At this moment, Qianyu City has fallen into an unprecedented crisis. That terrifying aura was like an invisible giant hand, holding the entire city firmly in its hands. The people in the city were like ants, appearing so small and helpless in front of this power.
A loud "bang" sounded suddenly like thunder, shaking the entire space as if it was shaking. Prince Weibai, who was pretending to be cruel, was suddenly kicked hard in the face. The force of this kick was so strong that he staggered like a kite with broken strings. It flew backwards and finally fell hard to the ground in the distance, raising a cloud of dust.
"Let's go!" In this chaotic moment, Yao Guangxiao's voice sounded like thunder in Liu Jun's ears. His eyes were full of eagerness and determination, as if urging Liu Jun to seize this only chance of survival.
Liu Jun's heart trembled, and before he could say a word of thanks, he bolted towards the outside of the city like an arrow from a string.
Yao Guangxiao followed closely behind, his steps steady and powerful, as if every step was between life and death. As for the other prisoners who had no time to escape, they didn't care about that much at the moment. At this critical moment of life and death, one is one who can run away, and one is one if one can live one more time.
"Huh!" Just as they fled to the foot of the city wall and were about to break out of the cage that trapped them, a cold snort resounded throughout Qianyu City. This voice was cold and majestic, as if it contained endless killing intent and power.
Liu Jun only felt as if his head had been hit hard by someone with a big hammer. His head was buzzing and his body was slightly stagnant. He almost fainted, but his survival instinct kept him strong. Didn't fall down.
At this moment, Yao Guangxiao behind him grabbed him without hesitation and threw him forward like a sandbag. The force of this throw was so great that Liu Jun flew up and flew towards the outside of the city wall.
While flying in the air, Liu Jun saw the prisoners who were panicking under the city wall because the city gate was closed, and saw the ferocious faces of the pursuers. At the same time, Yao Guangxiao turned around to meet the Eight Winged Feather Emperor who was chasing after him. His eyes were full of determination, as if he was ready for a fight to the death. His figure drew a graceful arc in the air, and he had a fierce confrontation with the Eight-winged Feather Emperor.
Liu Jun was flying in the air, his heart filled with worry and admiration for Yao Guangxiao. He knew that he could escape from here only because of Yao Guangxiao's life-saving help. At this moment, I don't have any help except leaving here as soon as possible. Even activating the Law of Destruction can't change anything.
Finally, Liu Jun successfully flew out of the city wall and landed on the ground in the distance. He looked back and saw the flames soaring into the sky and the sound of killings in Qianyu City, as if the entire world had fallen into chaos and destruction at this moment.
"Ant, you're not going to run?" The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor stood in the air, his figure like a light feather, swaying in the strong wind but motionless. His deep eyes flashed with cold light, and he stared straight down at the mouth. Yao Guangxiao, who was vomiting blood and dressed in ragged clothes, had a hint of confusion and contempt in his voice.
It had only been a few rounds of confrontation, and Yao Guangxiao, who had once fought against three six-winged princes without falling behind, now looked so embarrassed. There was bright red blood on the corner of his mouth, and his face was covered with sweat and dust, but his eyes were still bright, burning with unyielding fire.
"Why are you running? Just because you are a bird?" Yao Guangxiao snorted coldly, his voice was hoarse but full of power, and his eyes shone with a strong fighting spirit.
He didn't have the slightest fear, but straightened his spine, preparing to face the coming more violent storm.
Hearing this, the Eight Wings Feather Emperor raised a sneer on his lips. He admired Yao Guangxiao's courage, but he also disdained his stubbornness.
"You have courage." The Eight-winged Feather Emperor commented briefly, and then his body flashed and turned into a stream of light, instantly arriving in front of Yao Guangxiao. He slowly raised his palm, and the palm was condensed with bright spiritual light, like a star about to explode, with the power to destroy the heaven and earth, and suddenly shot it down.
When Yao Guangxiao saw this, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth, tensed his muscles, and raised his palms, gathering his last spiritual power to face the blow that could destroy everything.
The palms of both sides collided suddenly in the air, erupting with a deafening roar. The spiritual storm raged, tearing the surrounding space into pieces. The surrounding buildings were destroyed like paper under this terrifying force, leaving only pieces of ruins and large craters, demonstrating the tragedy and cruelty of this battle.
However, this situation did not last long. With Yao Guangxiao's groan, his body flew out like a kite with its string broken, and fell heavily to the ground. In the flying dust, his figure looked particularly lonely and desolate. The battle finally came to an end at this moment.
The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor was suspended in mid-air, surrounded by a faint spiritual light, like a god descending from the sky, looking coldly at Yao Guangxiao who fell to the ground with scars all over his body. His eyes were as deep as the endless night sky, with a complex light flashing through them, showing both recognition of his opponent and deep thoughts about the future.
Although he was sure of victory at the moment, there was not much joy in his heart. He knew that although this victory came easily, the problems hidden behind it could not be ignored.
Their Anjiu clan was once so glorious and powerful, and they were famous for their bloodthirsty and warlike nature. However, the time of comfort was too long. They huddled in this small town, indulged in singing and dancing day after day, and had long forgotten the glory and blood of their ancestors.
Looking at the persevering and unyielding human Yao Guangxiao on the ground, the Eight Wings Feather Emperor couldn't help but feel an unprecedented shock in his heart. If every member of the Anjiu clan could have the same tenacious will, fighting spirit and fearless courage as this human clan, then why would they, the Anjiu clan, not be able to regain their glory and stand tall in the world again? The top of all races?
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh", several sounds broke through the air suddenly, like meteors streaking across the sky, fast and violent. Immediately afterwards, six figures drew graceful arcs in the air at an incredible speed, and finally landed steadily in front of him. These six are his six-winged princes.
The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor stood in mid-air, his eyes like torches, staring closely at the six useless princes in front of him, but his eyes were full of anger and dissatisfaction.
His retreat this time was originally to seek a higher realm, to break through himself and reach unprecedented heights. However, this retreat process was ruthlessly interrupted. It was his men, those loyal but slightly panicked guards, who woke him up from seclusion and told him that Qianyu City had encountered an unprecedentedly powerful enemy and the situation was critical, requiring him to personally take action.
However, when he came out of the retreat, he saw a scene that made him even more angry. The six six-winged princes, as the most powerful warriors under his command, were unable to defeat the enemies in front of them.
"Your Majesty!" The six princes saluted respectfully at the same time, with a hint of guilt and uneasiness in their voices.
They knew that His Majesty was very angry and the consequences would be serious, so they could only lower their heads and wait for the Eight-winged Feather Emperor's punishment.
The Eight-winged Feather Emperor gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, very good, you guys did a great job! I just shut up, and you guys can cause such a big mess!" His voice was cold and full of majesty, as if it could freeze everything. His eyes swept across the six princes like sharp swords, making them feel palpitations. They knew that this matter was really big, and the Eight-winged Feather Emperor's anger was not something they could easily bear.
However, even though his heart was full of anger and dissatisfaction, the Eight-Wing Yuhuang also understood that now was not the time to hold him accountable. He must stabilize the situation as soon as possible and repel the enemy in front of him. So, he took a deep breath, tried to calm down his emotions, and then said in an unquestionable tone: "Now, tell me what happened! I want to know all the details!"