"Yi Qingniao!" Ji Hao let out a mouthful of blood, then murmured to Yi Qingniao.
"Don't curse, don't curse." Yi Qingniao grabbed the Gold Crow cloak, carelessly sneered to Ji Hao and said, "Before you die, save your strength. That way, you'll die faster. Cursing, cursing, can you hurt even a hair of mine? "
Gripping the Gold Crow cloak with both of his hands, Yi Qingniao gave a deep growl. The muscles on his arms bulged, and thumb-thick blue veins popped out from under his skin. Immediately, thunderous rumbling noises came from his blood vessels.
After becoming a Magus King and lighting up his inner spirit stars, Yi Qingniao's physical body had become as powerful as a devil or a god. Even a casual move made by Yi Qingniao would be able to tear the earth apart and make rivers flow backwards. At this moment, he had activated all of his power, without any reservation. Even an iron wall would be torn into pieces by him.
However, the Gold Crow cloak remained perfectly motionless. Not only that, a terrifyingly great counterforce had been sent back.
Along with a series of cracking noise, all ten fingers of Yi Qingniao were shattered by the counterforce. Yi Qingniao popped out his eyes in pain, staring at the cloak, which was glowing with a warm light and raging flame, in shock, and said, "What, what treasure is this? It can shatter my fingers! How can those arrows I randomly release hurt you through a treasure like this? "
"My Shifu said that it's not good to rely on external forces." Ji Hao looked at Yi Qingniao, who was still in shock, and said while spitting out a mouthful of blood, "Therefore, this treasure could easily neutralize all of your attacks, but my Shifu put a seal on it. Therefore, it can only provide me with a defensive power equal to my own."
A stream of cold sweat flowed down from Yi Qingniao's forehead. For the first time, he lowered his head, looked at Ji Hao seriously and said, "I've caused a big trouble."
"You've indeed caused a big trouble." Ji Hao took a deep breath. His spirit blood surged inside his body, and those broken bones squirmed ceaselessly, slowly separated from his penetrated internal organs and merged back together. Nourished by his spirit blood, they healed speedily. "Now, you want to kill me to shut me up."
Yi Qingniao gave a bitter smile and said, "I can only kill you. Clicking his tongue, a cloak, with a seal on it, could shatter my finger bones. The strength of the person who gave you this robe is beyond my estimation. I don't want to be remembered by such an old fart, so … "
Yi Qingniao's handsome face suddenly twisted, then he gnashed his teeth and stomped his foot towards Ji Hao's head while saying, "Therefore, I won't even leave a trace of my soul for you! Die for me! Die with your soul scattered and scattered! When I'm done with that chick, I'll beat her until her soul scatters. I won't leave any evidence behind! "
A strand of purple mist spurted out from between Ji Hao's eyebrows, transforming into a small ganoderma-shaped cloud, holding Yi Qingniao's huge foot up.
Yi Qingniao threw a weird glance at this purple stream of mist in between Ji Hao's eyebrows, then yelled angrily, "What the hell is that? Do you want to fight with your life on the line? It's useless. You're just a Great Wizard, and I'm a Wizard King! Even if you have treasures left by Magus Kings and Divine Magi, you can't release their powers, and neither can you stop me! "
"I don't have treasures left by Magus Kings and Divine Magi, but I have the Immemorial Sun Streamer!" Ji Hao's voice was cold and emotionless.
The three-inch long Immemorial Sun Streamer darted out from the purple mist. The tiny streamer released millions of dazzling golden beams of light. In front of the golden light released from the sun streamer, the feather shoes worn by Yi Qingniao and his feet were as fragile as the thinnest mist. Countless beams of golden light punctured his feet, penetrated his flesh and bones, then set his feet ablaze along with a terrifyingly great heat.
"What the hell is this?!" Yi Qingniao screamed out in fear. His feet were set ablaze. The feather shoes worn by him were made from Cyan Luan feathers by a master craftsman of the Divine Yi Clan, which could withstand a strike launched by a Magus King without breaking, but now, they were burned into ashes within a blink of an eye.
His feet, which were even tougher than the feather shoes, were now glowing red and transparent, just like the coals in a bonfire. He clearly saw his own skin and flesh being burned into a puff of smoke, saw his meridians and blood vessels being burned into ashes by the golden fire, and after that, the bones of his feet were burned into ashes as well.
The Magus King's foot bone, which was dark-cyan and looked like an emerald and was entirely transparent, without any impurities, only lasted for a moment longer than his skin and flesh. After that, his foot bone was burned out as well.
"What the hell is this?!" Yi Qingniao was so badly frightened that he couldn't stop screaming.
"The Immemorial Sun Streamer, I told you!" Ji Hao looked at him coldly and emotionlessly and said, "My Shifu said, don't casually use these life-saving treasures, unless your life is in danger. Now is the time when your life is in danger."
The Golden Dan spun in his spiritual space, transformed into a small purple cloud and held the Immemorial Sun Streamer up. The three-inch long streamer looked just like a kid's toy, but Yi Qingniao, who Ji Hao couldn't break even with all of his power, had already lost one of his feet.
Countless beams of golden light swooshed up. These beams of golden light were as flexible as living creatures, coiling around Yi Qingniao's calf and thigh as if they were alive, then conveniently wrapped up the other leg of Yi Qingniao.
From the waist down, Yi Qingniao's body was wrapped up by the golden light released from the Immemorial Sun Streamer, after which, half of his body was set ablaze.
"Immemorial Sun Streamer?" Yi Qingniao looked at Ji Hao confusedly. He had never heard of this name. He couldn't understand how could such a terrifying power burst out from such a three-inch long streamer.
"Who is your Shifu?" Yi Qingniao's body was coiled up by the golden light, and a terrifyingly great heat had already gushed into his internal organs. Yi Qingniao screamed hoarsely and asked Ji Hao for his Shifu's name.
"You don't need to know." Ji Hao reached his hand out and gripped the Immemorial Sun Streamer. The three-inch small streamer was as heavy as a mountain, and Ji Hao slightly swung it. Instantly, his entire body was soaked in sweat, and even his muscles were sore.
Yi Qingniao roared out in both shock and anger. From the feather cloak hanging in front of his chest, a fist-sized, cyan-colored jade talisman rose into the air. Inside the jade talisman, countless tiny cyan-colored spell symbols had been rotating, releasing a cyan stream of light that wrapped Yi Qingniao up.
The cyan light vibrated intensely, wrapped Yi Qingniao up, and was about to break free from the Immemorial Sun Streamer and fly into the air. The sense of power released from this jade talisman was incomparably great, just like the natural power, inviolable, and inviolable. Sensing this great sense of power, Ji Hao murmured to himself, "A life-saving talisman made by a Divine Magus himself? Immemorial Sun Streamer, don't let me down! "
The Golden Dan rotated in his spiritual space, and all of its power was instantly injected into the Immemorial Sun Streamer.
From the small streamer, a stream of golden-liquid-like fiery light spurted out, instantly covering Yi Qingniao's entire body. The cyan light released by the Divine Magus jade talisman began burning, and within the blink of an eye, it was burned out completely. After that, Yi Qingniao's body began burning intensely as well, and within the span of one breath, Yi Qingniao had completely perished in this world.
A fist-sized, cyan-colored drop of spirit blood was floating in front of Ji Hao, releasing an extremely attractive sense of power vibration.
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