Although the third Wind Iron Beast had reached the peak of the third tier, she could no longer withstand the power of the Tianli Clan's supreme ancestral art when the fifth level of the Qiongqi Purgatory Art brought hundreds of streams of force together in a single strike.
A pained grunt mingled with the thunderous bang, and the third Wind Iron Beast hurtled backward like a falling star.
At the same time, a streak of azure light shot skyward.
Gong Chenying spun, her delicate hand closing around the azure halberd once more. Murderous intent flashed fiercely in her beautiful eyes as she stamped hard against the empty air.
Boom!
Her slender body swept across the sky as though traversing a thousand mountains and ten thousand rivers, her dark green robe billowing around her.
Her arm blurred as it bent and straightened, thrusting the halberd like lightning toward the Wind Iron Beast ahead, whose long tail was already gone and whose body was cracking from her rump to her waist.
Even fighting three opponents alone, her movements flowed in one unbroken breath, smooth as drifting clouds and running water, swift as rolling thunder!
In an instant, she had pulled away from the other two Wind Iron Beasts, which had only just regained their footing after being driven back.
Her lips pressed tight, Gong Chenying surged forward, the fierce wind pulling her robes taut behind her. One leg stretched straight behind her against the empty air, the other bent like a drawn bow. Like a meteor chasing the moon, she swept up over the third Wind Iron Beast's head.
The Wind Iron Beast could only feel that the terrifying force of the previous blow had battered her lower body numb. For the moment, her magical power was completely beyond her control, sharply