Other than a few masters, no one else saw the two swift hawks.
Bai Yujun's nearsighted eyes could not see them, but through infrared sensing, she saw two flames racing closer. Their high-speed flight had heated them through friction with the air, making their infrared signatures glaringly obvious. Two intensely hot objects flashed past in an instant!
"This will kill them..."
The four hawks locked in combat had been battered into ruins by the Golden-Winged Great Peng, but they had likewise torn countless wounds across its body, even injuring its internal organs. One of the hawks deliberately—or perhaps unconsciously—kept raising its damaged wing to shield a certain direction.
The two hawks' eyes had already turned crimson as they gathered every last trace of demon qi into their heads!
Everyone vaguely saw a phantom image instantly close in on the Golden-Winged Great Peng!
The Golden-Winged Great Peng finally saw the two eagles, but it was already too late. It could only watch in terror as the phantom flashed past. In slow motion, one could see the hawk folding its wings, hooking its beak forward, and slowly approaching the wound in its chest. Its head slowly plunged into the bloody wound, followed by both wings. If one possessed x-ray vision, one would see its head smash through the Golden-Winged Great Peng's bones and tumble onward...
This was no different from suicide. The Golden-Winged Great Peng's bones were even harder; though the hawk had pierced into its chest cavity with the help of that berserk impact, its neck and wings were broken by the bones...
Boom...!
Blood exploded and sprayed through the air. The hawk that had desperately plunged into the Golden-Winged Great Peng's chest was already dead, yet tremendous inertia still sent its corpse forward and farther forward...
Because it had struck