2o1

The small gourd was cut off from the head of the gourd, and the cut surface was dark, as if connecting to another space.

Before Zhang Xiao could take a closer look, a strong suction force suddenly appeared at the fracture!

suck------

The terrifying suction spread in all directions. In an instant, the wind blew the remaining clouds, and everything around it poured into this "loophole". Even the platinum arrow that had reached Zhang Xiao's eyebrows stopped, and then flew back unwillingly, and was sucked into the small gourd in a moment.

——There is no power to resist at all.

Trepid!!!

The Flame Eagle was shocked and flapped its wings desperately to stay away from the suction of the small gourd, but it was too close to it...

In order to make Zhang Xiao, who is flexible and flexible, have no choice but to hide, he deliberately turned the long-range attack into a close-range face, so now... he is suffering from the consequences.

Trepid!!!

Its screams have gone from surprise to anger, from anger to fear, and now it has turned into screams.

Because the small gourd sucked all the flames that collapsed on its body, and even began to shatter the physical body of its body into flames and be absorbed.

In just a short time, the huge body of the Flame Eagle had been reduced by a circle. The small gourd was like a glutton, with an unlimited appetite and no sign of stopping, so it could not help but scream.

But the Flame Eagle didn't die just like that, because Zhang Xiao didn't want to die with it.

——The little gourd was almost cut open between the two, and the flame eagle was close, and Zhang Xiao was not far away.

If it weren't for the tangible substance of the flame of the Flame Eagle, it would be easier to be absorbed, and Zhang Xiao, who had no power in the air, would be even more dangerous.

At this time, the suction force was about to affect Zhang Xiao, and he was not greedy. With a long sword, he threw back his back hand and threw back the gourd head that he had just cut off.

Bo--

Just as Zhang Xiao thought, the broken mouth faced the broken mouth, and the small gourd and the gourd head were combined again as if they had never been separated.

In an instant, the terrifying suction force disappeared, and the clouds were calm and the wind was light.

The little gourd swayed and flew back and hung it on Zhang Xiao's neck, like an invisible rope.

This is an unexpected surprise.

Zhang Xiao's body was shaking just now and his flame eagle's escape was finally no longer useless.

But Zhang Xiao would not miss such a good opportunity.

As soon as my mind moved, a blood-colored light suddenly flashed between my eyes that were slightly closed on the Buddha's eyes, and the round light behind my head also turned from the golden color of righteousness to a red light with a slightly evil spirit.

This is exactly the substitute ability of this Buddha sword [Blood Nightmare]: within the range of ability (3~5 meters), the consciousness of the object that was hacked by it before repeatedly attacking with the blade of will at any time.

——Unlike the human-shaped [Blood Nightmare] before, the Buddha Sword is now Zhang Xiao’s real substitute. As soon as he holds it, he understands the ability of the substitute!

Li—!!!

The flame eagle that was flapping its wings and about to fly stopped, and blood flashed in its single eye at the same time. The wound on its body, whose flame was absorbed by the small gourd, suddenly expanded. With a bang, another handful of flames splashed out, as if it had been cut again.

Zhang Xiao was not having a good time either, and his head seemed to be hammered.

——Although the blade of will is invisible and intangible, it will not cause harm to his body, it is used by his will, which is equivalent to a will competition.

Fortunately, he was prepared in his heart, and with ambition but not intention, he finally took the lead in regaining his mind. The Buddha's sword suddenly stabbed and penetrated into the back of the flame eagle.

Trepid!!!

Trepid!!!

Trench ———

The flame eagle screamed repeatedly, but could no longer throw Zhang Xiao's knife, and Zhang Xiao fell on its back.

——It entangles the flame eagle like a nightmare.

This is of course. If the Flame Eagle can see the situation behind it, it will appear that the Buddha's sword is illusory and illusory at this time, looking like a shadow.

Zhang Xiao endured the pain that was constantly burning in his mind, and maintained the illusory form of the Buddha's sword [Blood Nightmare] (the form of Will Blade). He knew that his pain at this time was a counterattack from the other party's will.

"Damn Horus..."

But in the pain, he was unwilling to pull out the Buddha's sword, because Horus would not let him go like this.

But even if Horus is willing to let him go, Zhang Xiao never thought of letting Horus go!

Because it is obvious that Horus knows much more about this world than he does, and He has what Zhang Xiao needs most in his hand!

The importance of intelligence has never been self-evident.

But facing a god, or at least a trialist at the "hero" level, Zhang Xiao was too arrogant at this time.

But he didn't think so, especially the knife in his hand gave him confidence.

Of course, the Flame Eagle did not give up. Not only did it constantly drive Fire and Zhang Xiao to confront each other in its consciousness, but it was also making tricks outside.

call----

The wind was howling, and the flame eagle was moving in the wind, struggling in the air, turning around in front and back, diving and rising, trying every means to throw Zhang Xiao off.

The aerobatics played at a height of thousands of meters suddenly blew Zhang Xiao's face a little. It was itchy and then it hurt. After a while, it was gone.

Zhang Xiao just felt that he could not feel his face, his eyes, nose, mouth, ears... it seemed that he had nothing left, and even his body was so cold that he could not feel a trace of heat.

But Zhang Xiao clenched his arms tightly, which meant he didn't let go.

This is really a competition of will, without any fraud. The winner lives and the loser dies. It just seems that Zhang Xiao has no victory, and ten deaths have no life.

——Is it that lives in the Flame Eagle a wisp of Horus’ soul? No matter how much or where the quality is placed, how can it be so easy to surrender to Zhang Xiao?

After flying for a while, the Flame Eagle no longer used special stunts, but flew towards the high altitude, trying to freeze Zhang Xiao to death.

At this time, he had already flown to a place far higher than the height of the plane before. The sea was nowhere to be seen. The starry sky was so close that it was cold and cold, like a knife or a sword. If this flame eagle was not an ordinary thing, such a place would be a forbidden area for life.

Sigh-!!

The pain is still there in the cry of the eagle, but it has already become melodious. It seems that it is very sure of the current situation.

On the other hand, Zhang Xiao's face was pale at this time, and all the exposed skin was white and purple. I don't know if it was frozen or frostbite. The thin ice crystals were connected to the surface of the skin. Even though his hands were still holding the knife tightly, it seemed that they would let go at any time.

Will Zhang Xiao really lose and die?

This...of course it is impossible.

Just look at his eyes and know that he has never given up.

Moreover, he doesn't need to give up.

"Finally... I found it..."

The intermittent voice shows that his state is so in no time at this time, but the surge of red light in the slightly closed eyes of Buddha on the Buddha's sword indicates a completely opposite meaning.

In front of Zhang Xiao, a knife that was almost the same as a Buddha's sword suddenly appeared in the air. However, the sword was not a compassionate Buddha, but a glaring king.

The flame eagle obviously could not see the knife, which means it was also a blade of will, but when the knife appeared, its body trembled.

But before it could move, the knife had fallen, as if it had cut off its head, but it was actually completely injuring its body.

Trench ———

The Eagle of Fire seemed to be unaware of anything. With a slight cry, he swept down with Zhang Xiao, and looked as if he had completely given up throwing away Zhang Xiao and surrendered to him.

"No……"

And in the air, an illusory roar came from the tip of the Mingwang knife that was gradually dissipating. When you look closely, you will see that it was a strange black ring...

...
Chapter completed!