"This king said that today, the city will be destroyed!"
Compared with the small thoughts among the previous tribes of Demon-Suppressing Pass, Bifang and Zhu Yan are much simpler.
Capturing Dawn Pass is the most cost-effective choice for them!
If you only break one level, you will still be intercepted in the end, but it is a great achievement.
In Twelve God Clans, they are not ranked above the middle or upper level. After this achievement and the death of several Clan Chief, their right to speak in Skyvault Ravine will suddenly soar in the next period of time!
So they don't bother to care about other bad things, they just need to fight and win, that's it!
Bifang flashed through the air again, adding another wound to Sun Dahu's body.
"What a pity..."
"I should, I can only delay it for ten more minutes."
Feeling the constant loss of his own Life Force, Sun Dahu smiled to himself.
The sunglasses stuck on his chest have long since disappeared.
"Music always has an ending."
"And the final chapter..."
"Often the grandest."
"Your roar may ruin my life...Swan Song?"
Sun Dahu's declining energy was climbing steadily at this moment, but it had returned to its peak in an instant.
"Elder Qi, next..."
"Leave it to you!"
With a shout, the golden flute in Sun Dahu's hand exploded at this moment!
Pieces of debris floated around his body.
This time, there was no playing.
But an ethereal flute sound sounded in the air.
On Dawn Pass, each Demon Beast stopped in its tracks and fell into Hundun.
Zhu Yan roared, but the flute sound remained the same.
A fragment of the flute dissipates!
Bifang The air in front of it fluctuated, and cracks appeared, like music scores, blocking its steps.
The soldiers who were declining below took advantage of this brief opportunity to continue fighting forward, and even counterattacked at one point.
Another fragment of the flute disappeared.
The sound of the flute in the air is more obvious, and the sound of the flute seems to be getting faster and faster.
Azure Bird, Thunder Eagle, including Chick Bifang, formed a long team in mid-air, forming a circle, constantly circling and flying, drawing beautiful arcs.
On the walls, which are all made of rocks, flowers bloom.
Bifang's eyes were sharp, and he tried several times to break through the Spatial Barrier in front of him, but was blocked and returned.
"Do you know what my Eighth Technique... name... is?"
"Just call it Swan Song..."
"Swan Song rings and cannot be interrupted for ten minutes..."
"These ten minutes are the last time left for me."
"Old Codger once... ahem... once advised me to wash it off... but I think... it feels good."
"Well, people have to come to an end, right... right?"
"Let's be quiet... be quiet..."
"Enjoy the music."
Zhu Yan in the distance seems to be affected by the flute sound, but for it, the impact is not particularly serious, but its movements will occasionally pause.
Qi Changshan had a cold face and said nothing, but his offensive became more fierce!
Bifang is still imprisoned in that void.
Sun Dahu's remaining right hand kept fumbling in his pocket, and finally took out a pack of cigarettes.
It's just that the smoke has already been stained with blood.
"It's wet..."
"It was so strong that I started to cough..."
Sun Dahu frowned slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied, but in the end he took out an almost rotten cigarette and held it in his mouth.
He completely ignored Bifang in the distance, and just returned to the city wall, sat in his most familiar position, leaned against the wall, and took out Lighter...
Once, twice...
The smoke never ignites.
At this time, most of the flute fragments around his body had dissipated, and the music had entered the middle section.
"I remember... I hid a box of... a box of them here."
Sun Dahu couldn't open his eyes. He just kept groping in the corner.
Finally, with some joy, he took out a pack of cigarettes from the crack in the wall.
Take one out, hold it in your mouth, and light it.
He took a strong puff and slowly exhaled a wisp of smoke.
"You don't let me smoke... I... I insist on smoking..."
"If you don't let me practice, I... I just want to practice..."
"There are so many rules and regulations... it's really annoying. I finally don't have to hear your verbosity anymore..."
"Relief... relief..."
As if he thought of something, a smile appeared on Sun Dahu's lips.
Beside him, only the last three pieces of the flute were left.
Bifang The void around Prison is becoming more Fortification.
In the distance, more Demon Beasts were trapped in Hundun State, their lives being harvested.
A cigarette, finally smoked out.
But he never threw out the cigarette butts as usual.
At some point, his eyes had closed together.
The last flute fragment slowly dissipated.
The final chapter of the movement seemed to be wailing at this moment, and the air trembled slightly.
Prison is completely formed around Bifang.
The next moment...
The void explodes!
Bifang's body was suddenly blasted out with a cloud of blood mist, accompanied by its miserable wail.
Blood mist enveloped the surroundings.
Those Demon Beasts regained consciousness again, and more Demon Beasts rushed towards Passess, launching another offensive!
About half a minute later...
In the Shatter void, Bifang dragged his bloody body out of the battlefield.
The injuries were serious.
The wound is filled with Power of Rules, and even if it wants to heal, it will take a lot of time and energy.
Its eyes were a little crazy. When it looked at Dawn Pass, the body of Sun Dahu was filled with anger, but there was a trace of anger hidden in this anger.
"Break the barrier and enter Human Race..."
"Butcher..."
"Massacre the city!"
"Today, I will make Human Race's blood flow like a river!"
Its sound is extremely sharp and echoes continuously in Mountain Stream.
The Demon Beasts attacked Passes like crazy, and the ten-minute advantage they gained was completely wiped out in another minute or so.
The gap in military strength is too big...