In its eyes, killing Lu Yang was no problem.
"Heh!" Lu Yang sneered. "Last time, you took advantage of me when I was vulnerable and still failed to kill me. Today, I'll rip out your Demon Core and avenge that old score!"
"Hmph! Arrogant!" The Green-Eyed Golden Eagle roared in fury, beating its wings to rise into the air before diving at him once more.
Endless greenery burst from the ground, turning into vine spears and wooden spikes that relentlessly shot toward Lu Yang.
"Still using these same tired old attacks!" Lu Yang said with a scornful smile. His saber swept like flowing water, sending out streaks of black light—but without a sound!
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Countless vine spears and wooden spikes were severed at the root, vanishing into nothingness.
At the same time, he struck out with two consecutive Five Thunders Palms, slamming them into the Green-Eyed Golden Eagle's incomparably hard body as it plunged down.
The Golden Eagle was sent flying, but it wasn't injured. It quickly regrouped and dived at him again.
It had made up its mind to use the same tactic, draining every last bit of true essence from Lu Yang's body and wearing him down to death.
"Cackle! Let's see if you can pull off another two consecutive breakthroughs in the heat of battle like you did last time!" the Green-Eyed Golden Eagle taunted coldly.
"You ignorant frog at the bottom of a well. Since you put it that way, I'll break through right in front of you!" Lu Yang sneered. His aura suddenly surged, as though he were about to break through the Great Grandmaster Seventh Stage and advance to the Eighth.
At the sight of this, the Golden Eagle's dark green pupils instantly shrank to the size of needles.
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