Hanyi looked forward, his eyes solemn as never before.

The golden pupils of these guards were painted by Xi and Mo Hao. They are not living creatures, will not be injured, and are not afraid of death.

This kind of enemy is the most difficult to deal with. They will keep pestering you and will not retreat at all. Either kill them all, or just don't fight them at all and find a way to escape.

For the desert assassin who is good at attacking from behind, obviously he can only choose the latter.

Hanyi tried to find the gaps in the formation of the imperial guards, but their number was so huge that they could not be counted. As far as the eye could see, they could only see flags crisscrossing and giant blades crisscrossing each other.

The Jin Mo Imperial Guard infinitely squeezed Han Yi's standing space and surrounded him. The light around him formed a pressure that could crush everything. Even though the giant blade in his hand was dazzling, it was more like the cold light of the god of death. He made no secret of his love for blood.

desire.

"Boom!" The guard closest to Han Yi strode forward, and the giant blade slashed head-on, setting off a wave of hot gold.

Without any warning, Han Yi's figure disappeared, and the giant blade slashed through the air, leaving a slash several meters deep on the Suzaku Bridge.

Looking at the bridge again, I saw a tiny black dot moving quickly in the golden sea. If you look closely, you will find a small black cat like a briquette, running fast with a book in its mouth.

The little black cat had injuries on its body, and a ferocious gash could be seen on its side ribs. The faintly visible pale bones formed a sharp contrast with the black fur.

This was the result of being stabbed by the Jinmo Spear just now, and the aftermath of the powerful release was still there, causing it to become unstable and stumble when running.

However, the little black cat's size can perfectly cope with the situation in front of him.

The Golden Ink Guards are huge in size, measuring several or even ten meters at a time. Not to mention their agility, trying to hit such a small black cat with a giant blade is no different than a clumsy orangutan trying to catch a flying insect.

Although the little black cat was injured, its agility was still there. It shuttled back and forth between the gaps in the Jin Mo Guards' formation, causing them to collide into pieces.

The giants were jostled by their companions, quickly lost their center of gravity, and fell to the ground one after another. When they got up again, the little black cat had already run away.

Just when the little black cat was about to rush to the end of the Suzaku Bridge, the thunderous cry of the phoenix resounded across the sky, and the phoenix reappeared in the sky, setting off golden fire all over the sky and swooping down, suddenly landing in front of the little black cat.

The Luan and Phoenix transformed into human form.

Cang Xuan stood proudly in the mottled golden fire, his four-clawed golden dragon robe fluttering in the wind, like a phantom, forming a vast light curtain as he waved, and his golden pupils opened sharply, as if they could tear everything apart with a single sweep.

"Boom!" Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Cang Xuan held the xi and ink brush in his hand, and the tip of the pen turned into an almost invisible black line, which went straight towards the little black cat's throat.

All the colors in the world seemed to be swallowed up by gold, and suddenly there was extreme scorching heat, but there was also boundless coldness sweeping over, half a hell of fire, half a piece of frost and snow.

Under the pressure of death, the little black cat's consciousness was extremely clear, and its potential exploded at this moment. It seemed that the whole world was a hundred times clearer in its eyes.

But such an explosion of potential was limited to dynamic vision. The body's functions were completely unable to keep up, and it was impossible to deflect this fatal blow.

With no choice but to return to its human form, it opened its sharp claws and slashed horizontally into the air, creating a dazzling light that looked like a waning moon.

"Bang!" Hanyi's metal claws grabbed the body of Xihe Mohao's pen. Its hardness was in no way able to withstand such an ancient magic weapon, and the claw blade was shattered without any suspense.

Fortunately, Han Yi's desperate move unleashed an extremely powerful force, which caused the tip of the pen to shift slightly when the claw was broken.

At this moment, Hanyi turned into a cat again, leaping forward to avoid, looking for the last chance of survival in the slightly deviated trajectory.

"Chi!" Xi and Mohao passed through the tip of the little black cat's ear, tearing out a bloody gash. The dense nerves in the ear caused severe pain. Coupled with the raging golden and ink energy, all of its consciousness seemed to have been completely wiped out.

Taking it away, there was a roar in the mind that was like boiling, trying to burn away its soul.

"Bang." Even though the little black cat fell to the ground slightly, it obviously broke several bones. Its mouth unconsciously loosened, and the blood-stained "Broken Dharma Sutra" fell out.

Cang Xuan was about to get the stolen books, but the little black cat, which was covered in bruises and bruises, exploded again, flew forward and bit it, spilling a thin line of blood, and staggered away forward.

The Suzaku Bridge has been passed, leaving only the last towering Suzaku Gate.

"Yu." Xi and Mohao waved again.

Cang Xuan no longer opened and closed, but held the pen in the air and tapped it quickly. In just a few breaths, the air was filled with dense spots of light. They twisted, entangled, and spread in an instant, as if they formed a sea of ​​​​bright stars in the dark night.

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If you look closely, you will find that the sky is full of light spots filled with feathers. They are floating in the air, shining with golden light, so delicate that every strand of feather texture can be seen, as if they come from the body of a phoenix, covered with beacon light and falling under the night.

, the number seems to be millions of pieces.

Before the little black cat rushed to the Suzaku Gate, the final stroke had been made. The phoenix feathers in the sky filled the night sky, as if spreading to the end of the horizon, and everything that caught the eye was filled with bright golden light.

Cang Xuan raised his pen, and all the golden and ink phoenix feathers turned quickly and pointed directly at the running little black cat.

The strokes of ink and brush shake down thousands of feathers.

The golden phoenix feathers replaced the rain in the sky, sweeping and pouring like a torrent. The explosion that broke the sound barrier continued endlessly. The high-speed friction actually ignited the sky-burning fire, almost turning the entire Suzaku Gate area into a scorching hell.

The little black cat no longer had the strength to look back, so it could only run, running as hard as it could, its body shaky and still running, trying to seize any slim chance of survival and return to its owner.

But everything is in vain.

The density of the golden phoenix feathers exceeds that of the rain curtain, and has already deprived all dodge space. Whether it is a person, a cat, or even an ant, they will be annihilated in the phoenix feathers all over the sky, just like tears in the rain.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!..." Just when the little black cat was about to turn into ashes, a sharp golden sound suddenly came from the beacon tower in the distance, resounding throughout the sky.

The golden phoenix feathers stopped in an instant, and the nearest one was only a stone's throw away from the little black cat. Even the cat's fur was burnt, but it still stopped amid the sound of gold.

The little black cat was now covered in bruises and had already lost consciousness. It was just running in the desire to go home, and had no extra thoughts to think about why Cang Xuan stopped.

It squeezed into the gap under the Suzaku door with the book in its mouth, clawed at the ground with all its strength, and finally squeezed out together with the cat and the book, disappearing from Cang Xuan's sight, leaving only a pool of scarlet blood.

Cang Xuan did not chase the little black cat, and did not even look at the direction in which it disappeared. As soon as Xi and the ink were withdrawn, the beast, spear, soldiers, and feathers melted in an instant, returning to the most primitive golden ink, and disappeared into the four-clawed golden dragon robe.

Under the sleeves.

Behind the Suzaku Bridge, the door to the palace opened. The great eunuch came behind Cang Xuan, nodded slightly, and said in a neither yin nor yang voice: "I have to hurt her, but I can't kill her. It's really a drama to perform.

Thanks a lot."
Chapter completed!