Black Owl suddenly shot towards the Nine-Winged Demon Dragon like an arrow released from a bow. If you look closely, you will see that his target is the Nine-Winged Demon Dragon's left eye, which has already been injured.
The moment the Nine-Winged Demon Dragon completed its demonic transformation, Black Owl and his immortal sword arrived in quick succession!
"puff!"
The Nine-Winged Demon Dragon instinctively closed its eyelids and turned its head to dodge, but its left eye still made a crisp sound of flesh being pierced. The immortal sword in Black Owl's hand pierced deeply into the Nine-Winged Demon Dragon's left eye, and before it could raise its palm to strike down, Black Owl quickly pulled out the sword and leaped up, jumping into the crown spikes on its head.
Although the Nine-Winged Demon Dragon possessed astonishing combat power after its demonic transformation, it was still constrained by its massive body, and its movements were far less agile than those of the Black Owl.
With a single swipe of its claw, the demonic energy of the claw only grazed the hem of Black Owl's clothes, but it was completely neutralized by the spiritual energy emanating from Black Owl's body.
Knowing that the enemy was above it, the Nine-Winged Demon Dragon repeatedly lowered its head and thrashed about, trying to shake the Black Owl off.
Black Owl, however, held his crown thorn firmly to his head, as if it were an extension of the crown thorn on his head.
In an attempt to shake off the Black Owl, the nine-winged demonic dragon that Xuan En had transformed into ran wildly in all directions, repeatedly ramming its head against giant trees and boulders, causing trees to overturn, rocks to fly, and soil and leaves to scatter.
Ling Feng, Ling Pei, Ling Jie, and the others watched in horror, wanting to step forward to help, but out of the corner of their eyes they saw Ji Fengming calmly standing with his hands behind his back, looking indifferent, and they thought that Black Owl probably really didn't need help.
But the scene before him was so terrifying that Black Owl used all his skills and seemed to have temporarily achieved a stalemate with the Nine-Winged Demon Dragon.
Ling Feng and the others really couldn't figure out where Ji Fengming's composure came from, or if he was just naturally carefree.
"Fengming, you should know that the physical strength of demonic beasts far surpasses that of human cultivators, and the physical strength of magical beasts is even greater than that of demonic beasts," Ling Pei finally couldn't help but ask Ji Fengming indirectly.
Ji Fengming's expression turned solemn as he stared intently at Ling Pei in disbelief: "Sixth Ancestor, rest assured, I will definitely not choose Xuan En."
Ling Pei: "...!"
I feel like my worldview has been shaken.
What the hell... is that what he meant?
How did I end up on such a high-speed road without even realizing it? My reputation is ruined!
Ling Yuan also coughed twice, clearly choked by Ji Fengming's thought process, her face turned red, and she took two steps away.
That kid really has no restraint when it comes to talking!
Ling Feng thought that Ji Fengming was just naturally carefree; as long as Hei Xiao wasn't injured, he wouldn't be in a hurry.
However, in battles between high-level cultivators, a single scratch is a serious injury, and life or death may be decided in an instant. There is no time to wait!
Ling Feng rolled up his sleeves, picked up his longsword, and was about to step forward.
Ji Fengming stepped forward and grabbed Ling Feng, saying, "Fourth Ancestor, you wouldn't let me go before, so you don't need to go now either."
Ling Feng: "..."
Looking back at Ji Fengming, who had an "innocent" look on his face, he said earnestly, "Fengming, the battle between Qing'er and that nine-winged demonic dragon has reached a stalemate. Without external intervention, they cannot determine a winner. It is time for the parents to step in."
Ji Fengming smacked his lips, a rare hint of embarrassment flashing across his face, but he still explained, "Xiao Chen meant that he would only ask you to go up and help if the situation became critical, but now it's really not necessary."
Ling Feng hadn't even finished saying "why..."
Suddenly, with a loud "boom," a bolt of lightning as thick as a child's arm struck down from the night sky, heading straight for the nine-winged demonic dragon!
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