Although Golden Eagle's feather was not a peak Chaos Divine Weapon, it surpassed divine weapons. From leaving his body to appearing before Nie Yun, not even one-thousandth of a breath had passed, and it was already at his throat...
The shackles of space seemed not to exist before this feather.
This was Golden Eagle's strongest killing move—Broken Plume!
This feather had been forged over thirty million years after he came into contact with Chaos Energy, tempered in lands of extreme cold and extreme heat. It was fused with his lifeblood and soul; once unleashed, it could easily slay even opponents of the same level!
It was precisely because he had this trump card that Golden Eagle dared to rush forward and strike directly!
"Die!"
Seeing Broken Plume reach Nie Yun's "clone," while the latter made no move at all and clearly could not dodge, Golden Eagle's eyes lit up.
Did it work?
Not only him—even An Xiao at the side could not help clenching his fists, ready at any moment to deliver a fatal blow to the Nie Yun before him.
As long as this "clone" was killed, the Nie Yun before them would surely suffer severe damage. At that point, if he made his move, he would certainly be able to wipe him out as well.
But... why did the Nie Yun before him look so unconcerned, as though he did not care in the slightest that his clone was in danger?
Could it be? Does he have another method? This is bad!
Seeing that expression, An Xiao's heart skipped a beat. An ominous premonition rose within him, and he hurriedly turned to look at Golden Eagle. The instant he did, his pupils shrank sharply and his body stiffened. Whoosh!
There was no sound, no aura, no force. The