"Go!"
Lin Yun chuckled without answering. He formed a sword gesture with his right hand and pointed. The Demon-Slaying Sword shot out as a ghastly white streak of light. At first, it was only as thick as a child's arm, but in the blink of an eye, it swelled and spread. Countless phantom Demon Beasts appeared within it, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced at Feng Xi.
Facing this demon-slaying strike, the circulation of demonic power within Feng Xi faltered. His expression changed drastically. He hurriedly raised his left arm, which he could still move, and a flash of red light revealed a Short Halberd in his hand. He tossed it, sending it streaking toward Lin Yun as a crimson ray.
At the same time, he desperately squeezed every last drop of demonic power from his body, unleashing a furious surge. A pair of green feathered wings, each over ten feet long, sprouted from his back and flapped madly.
At the same time, a flash of green light shimmered over Feng Xi, and his figure blurred in an instant. When he reappeared, he was beside the Thunder Roc Skeleton below. He reached out with his still-mobile left arm and grabbed the nearby bone wing that was missing its wingtip.
Meanwhile, green light flashed over Feng Xi, and his figure instantly blurred. When he reappeared, he was already beside the Thunder Roc's skeleton below. He reached out with his still-mobile left arm and grabbed a nearby bone wing with its tip missing.
Then green light flashed again, and he appeared a thousand feet away, taking the bone wing with him.
Lin Yun had not anticipated Feng Xi's almost instantaneous speed. Nor had he ever imagined that, even under these circumstances, Feng Xi would insist on taking a bone wing