He tried to defend himself, but the black feathered blade was like the most terrifying divine weapon in the world, and like a black storm tornado, easily dismantling his defenses.

Even so, they couldn't kill him!

His eyes flashed with golden light, and he roared shrilly:

"Mountains and Seas, Heaven and Earth! Suppress!"

BOOM——

The black feather tornado was instantly shattered by him.

Golden energy surged in the sky, and all the black feather blades came to a standstill.

The black mist that had been raging in the air also stopped moving.

One can vaguely see that the golden light transforms into mountains and seas.

Mountains and seas, heaven and earth, suppress all demons!

But there wasn't a single patch of normal skin left on his body.

Flesh and blood were torn apart, and blood flowed down the horrifying scars.

He had become a blood-soaked figure.

He looked extremely disheveled, but a strange smile lingered on his face:

"Haha, but as..."

Before he could finish speaking, a hoarse, aged voice came from behind him:

"However, that's how it is."

Bai Long's heart skipped a beat. When did they get behind me?

Didn't I just use the Mountain and Sea Universe technique?

What about the suppression effect?

Why didn't it work?

"Suppress!"

He panicked, shouted again, and simultaneously loosened and tightened his left hand, reversing his grip on the sword, and thrust it directly backward.

Ping Pong —

This time, his sword flew away.

The white dragon looked up in terror, and the ghostly voice of the celestial crow appeared again.

"This strike is for those souls that have been annihilated."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Long caught a glimpse of a black light out of the corner of his eye, which flashed by in an instant.

Bai Long panicked and immediately shouted:

"A thousand miles in a flash..."

Swish—

"Ahhh—"

He screamed hoarsely, not just because of the pain.

It was because his left arm, which he had trained hard for eighteen years, was severed again.

Eighteen years, only he knows how much suffering he endured!

Countless drops of sweat, exhaustion, sacrifices, and all that wasted effort.

"A swift journey of a thousand miles!"

He still shouted it out, and in a flash, he flew towards his own direction.

run!

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.

Without a left arm, I'll carry it in my mouth!

"This strike is for the patriarch."

The ghostly voice of the raven came from behind him again.

The white dragon stared back as an overwhelming demonic aura swept over it.

The next second, Tianya appeared out of thin air behind him, holding a black knife.

Why?

How was he able to catch up with me?

Previously, it was Tianya who couldn't escape, but now it's his turn. No matter how he tries to escape, he will be caught up in an instant.

how so?

True hunters often appear as prey!

While he was still in shock, his right leg was severed from the sky by the crow.

"Ahhh—"

"This strike is for the young master."

Left leg is now finished.

The white dragon, having been slashed three times, lost control of its magical abilities due to the intense pain.

Like a ball thrown from the Leaning Tower of Pisa, falling freely from the sky.

With a flick of his wrist, Tianya sent a burst of demonic energy rapidly following and wrapping around his neck.

His descent abruptly halted, trapping him thousands of meters in the air.

This may be the world's highest hanging distance record.

His eyes were wide open, his face was bluish-purple, and blood kept seeping from his torn flesh, dripping from the sky.

Without limbs, the body struggled and writhed in the air like a maggot.

A maggot, torn to pieces.

*Pfft...*

Tianya gently pierced his chest with his sword. Bailong opened his mouth to shout, but could only let out a hoarse groan.

"This final cut..."

He paused, looked down at the world beneath his feet, and suddenly smiled:

"For freedom!"

In that instant, those cold eyes warmed up.

Then, he flipped his wrist, the blade wrapping around the flesh and blood of the white dragon's chest, turning 180 degrees with the blade pointing upwards.

"Unfortunately, you can't see this strike."

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the golden light in his eyes was completely suppressed by an eerie scarlet.

He spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and aged, yet powerful and resonant:

【Slay the Moon!】

A terrifying energy that the white dragon had never felt before exploded from the sky crow's body.

On the verge of death, he suddenly understood why the Sky Raven was called invincible under the king.

But it was too late.

He was not split apart by the crow.

To be precise, it was annihilated by Tianya's blade!

The sword energy unleashed by Tianya, carrying with it the immense demonic energy within him, slashed towards the sky.

A black crescent moon streaked across the sky.

Everyone in the capital looked up in a daze at the black crescent moon hanging in the sky.

Some were terrified, some were surprised, some were shocked, and some trembled.

This crescent moon...

It seems like I've seen him before, eighteen years ago?

This strike is to tell all spiritual masters a lesson.

Feng Jia Tianya has returned.

It was also to tell the Bai family that even after eighteen years, he was still invincible!

I'm asking you, Bai Qiling, do you dare to come?

Tianya sheathed his sword and reached out to hook it.

The Dragon Roar Sword that had fallen into his hands then fell into his hands.

A kind smile appeared on his face:

“My young master is in need of a suitable spiritual weapon.”

Thank you!

After saying that, he disappeared into the air.

"The Moon Slash, tsk, its power is as strong as ever! This old guy, it seems, is still as sharp as ever!"

Two Hundred Knives' eyes were filled with excitement.

Then, wanting to pour himself a glass of hot water, he discovered:

"Wait! My cup is broken! You bastard..."

So he immediately took out his notebook and wrote it down on the top of the wind chime:

[Glass cup: 15 pieces]

Fengling stared blankly at the crescent moon gradually disappearing in the sky, and couldn't help but swallow.

This is the Sky Crow!

So strong!

The moment their blades clashed, the entire capital city trembled!

Fengling's feet were numb.

"Two hundred cuts!"

Fengling looked at him excitedly, "I want to learn this!"

He was truly deeply shocked by the crow.