"Roar..." Bafeng roared angrily and looked at the two divine beasts opposite him, his eyes full of anger and hatred.
This roar instantly brought Mu Hanyan back to reality. She swung her sword and attacked Ba Feng.
Although the little Qilin and Taowu seemed to have the upper hand in the previous attack, Mu Hanyan knew very well that with the little Qilin's injuries, he had no strength to fight again. Taowu's real body was still sealed in the Beast Soul Palace. It was unknown how he broke through the space barrier, but it seemed that he would not be able to stay in the Continent of Gods for too long.
While Bafeng is seriously injured, now is the best time to get rid of him. Otherwise, once he recovers, she will have no chance at all.
Relying on the mental connection with Mu Hanyan, the little Qilin and Taowu sensed her thoughts, and at the same time roared to the sky and pounced towards Bafeng.
A spear of fire shot out from the air, containing all of Mu Hanyan's spiritual power, energy, and pure strength.
Success or failure, life or death, all depends on this one move, and Mu Hanyan no longer holds back.
Although Gao Weihu could not see the injuries of the little Qilin and Taowu, just by looking at the determination to move forward and fight to the death on Mu Hanyan's face, as well as the tragic roars of the two divine beasts, he knew that this attack would be their last chance.
With a tiger roar, Gao Weihu suppressed the awe brought by the dragon clan's pressure in his heart, raised the giant hammer high in the air, and smashed it heavily towards Bafeng.
Ba Feng moved, and his huge dragon body swept towards Mu Hanyan and others like an insurmountable mountain, waving his four sharp dragon claws, casting thousands of cold rays of light.
It seemed as if everything in the world would be torn to pieces by its dragon claws and crushed into powder by its armored body.
Sparks streaked as Taowu's steel-like claws raked Bafeng's body, but they were unable to break through the dragon's powerful defenses. Instead, it was the dragon itself that was smacked by the massive claws, sending it flying with a scream.
After all, it was just a clone of the beast soul, and the previous attack had already consumed most of its divine power. Now both its attack and defense were far inferior to before.
Almost at the same time that Taowu flew out, the little Qilin's whole body was shining with rosy light, as if it had transformed into a colorful cloud, and suddenly crashed into Bafeng's body.
Pillars of seven-colored light shot up into the sky. Ba Feng let out a painful roar and raised his dragon claws fiercely, slapping the small auspicious beast hidden in the colorful light away.
Immediately afterwards, Gao Weihu fell from the sky with his hammer. Although he was only a first-level Divine Heart Priest, with his fat and huge body and the combat power bonus of the Wild Fire, the power of Gao Weihu's attack far exceeded his own cultivation level.
Unfortunately, even so, he couldn't break through the dragon's powerful defense. At the same time as the giant hammer smashed down, Tyrant Wind Dragon's tail swept across and hit Gao Weihu's back.
With a muffled groan, Gao Weihu was thrown far away like a boulder from a catapult, and the blood spurting out was like a long river of blood.
Fortunately, Gao Weihu had thick skin and strong flesh, and had rich practical experience. At the critical moment, he turned around and faced the enemy with his back. Otherwise, he would have been hit in the chest by the dragon claw and would have lost his life on the spot.
In just a moment, the man and two beasts were all seriously injured and knocked away one by one by Ba Feng.
However, their efforts were not entirely in vain. Although they failed to break through Ba Feng's defense, the scales on its chest still shattered and flew around, revealing a bloody mess of flesh.
With Mu Hanyan's powerful divine sense, how could she miss this godsend opportunity? Her divine sense instantly increased to its peak, locking onto the wound on Ba Feng's chest. The burning fire spear drew a sharp and strange arc and pierced into Ba Feng's chest.
"Ah..." Ba Feng let out a shrill scream and suddenly raised his huge claws to slap Mu Hanyan.
The previous attack had consumed all of Mu Hanyan's spiritual power, energy and strength. Her spiritual thoughts were also stimulated to the extreme, and there was even a brief blank in her mind. Facing Ba Feng's fatal attack, she was unable to make any defense or dodge.
"Mother!" Seeing that Mu Hanyan was about to die from this attack, the little Qilin suddenly flew over and stood in front of Mu Hanyan.
"Puff" blood splattered, and Mu Hanyan and the little Qilin flew out at the same time.
"Liuguang!" As soon as he landed, Mu Hanyan hurried to check the injuries of the little Qilin.
Thanks to the protection of the little Qilin, Mu Hanyan did not suffer any injuries, but her sacrificial robe was soaked by the blood flowing from the little Qilin. It was obvious that the little Qilin was seriously injured.
"Kill...kill it!" The little Qilin stopped Mu Hanyan and said in the direction of Bafeng.
Mu Hanyan turned her head and saw the fire spear piercing into Bafeng's chest. Amidst the familiar fiery red flames, there was actually a white flame mixed in. It was the Chaos Heavenly Fire.
As the flames flickered, the flesh and blood around the wound disappeared, revealing a hole the size of a washbasin, and a heart the size of a bowl was beating.
However, the fire spear could not advance an inch, and the hole remained unchanged. Even under the burning of the chaotic sky fire, the flesh and blood around it continued to wriggle and grow rapidly.
Such was the dragon race's immense vitality and self-healing power that even the Chaos Skyfire, said to be capable of incinerating everything in the world, could not destroy it. If it had not already been severely injured by Mu Hanyan, Gao Weihu, and the two divine beast sword pets, the Chaos Skyfire might not have been able to harm it in the slightest.
Ba Feng let out painful moans, like an ancient chant. Mysterious halos fell from the sky, healing his wounds, but the pressure on him also weakened a lot.
Obviously, even if the Chaos Sky Fire could not destroy it, it would still cause it considerable trouble. Being seriously injured, it could not expel and purify it immediately. It could only use all its strength to use the dragon clan's innate magical powers to heal its injuries and save its life first.
As the mysterious halo fell one after another, the hole in Ba Feng's chest began to gradually repair and heal, while the light of the Chaos Sky Fire became dimmer and dimmer.
Seeing this, Mu Hanyan didn't bother to check the little Qilin's injuries, and walked towards Bafeng with her sword tightly grasped.
She knew that while the Primal Chaos Skyfire was said to be capable of incinerating everything in the world, it was still in its growth phase and not strong enough to stand up to the mighty Dragon Clan. Over time, Tyrant Wind would be able to dispel and purify it. And once it recovered, they would have no chance of survival.
Having exhausted all her spiritual energy and even her strength, Mu Hanyan's every step was so heavy, and her fingers gripping the sword were shaking constantly.
Finally, Mu Hanyan walked up to Bafeng and stabbed the beating heart with the sword in her hand.
An invisible resistance blocked the long sword. If it were Mu Hanyan a moment ago, she could easily break through this obstacle, but now she was exhausted, and every time the long sword thrust out, it became so difficult.
Drops of sweat rolled down her cheeks. Mu Hanyan's sacrificial robe, which was already soaked with the little Qilin's blood, was now drenched with sweat. Her fingers trembled more and more violently.
But life and death depend on this, so she can only persist and persist continuously.
The Hanxiao Sword trembled violently, slowly breaking through the invisible obstacle, getting closer and closer to the beating heart.
"No!" A look of fear finally appeared in Bafeng's eyes.
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