C226 Life or Death Moment
C226 Life or Death Moment
The disorderly and restless notes turned into sound waves. Waves after waves of sound waves began to vibrate. Through the skin, they exploded within the body of the Wind Hunting Death God.
Puff puff puff!
Even through the thick skin as thick as a city wall, the sounds of internal organs breaking could be heard. However, to Demon Commander, whose vitality was extremely strong, such injuries were not a threat.
Almost at the same time the Heavenly Sound Master's palm print landed on it, the curved hook and barbed wings on the back of the God of Death slashed down.
The furious wind instantly tore apart the's Defensive Arts Formation and left a long and narrow piercing scar on her face.
The Heavenly Sound Master groaned as she jumped backwards. She reached out to touch her face that was leaking blood and spat out a mouthful of muddy blood.
In front of her, the Fierce Wind Death God opened its mouth wide in anger, accompanied by a fierce whistle of compressed air waves. In front of her, the Fierce Wind Death God opened its mouth in fury, carrying a fierce whistle of compressed air waves.
Amidst the mottled bright sunlight, a series of black melodies abruptly took human form and the right fist that was raised high into the air smashed down with a loud bang. Countless golden notes and melodies turned into four majestic Five-claw Golden Dragon s along with this punch.
The Five-claw Golden Dragon roared as it bombarded the Wind Hunting Death God's big mouth, interrupting the attack it had been preparing for a long time. The berserk air currents exploded in its mouth like blades, even though the damage they caused was extremely small, it was deeply infuriated.
The Wind Hunting God looked at Wu Shuang with anger. In his eyes that were as deep as the abyss, a fireball the size of a human head continuously enlarged.
Huala!
The fireball was only the beginning. Under Wu Shuang's uninterrupted control, flames started falling from the sky one by one.
During the duration of A Fire in Winter , endless flames either transformed into blades or ferocious beasts, like a small beast tide, swallowing up the Fierce Wind Death God.
Because of its anger, the feathers all over its body started to tremble, and its bony back started to rise. In the next moment, the wings on its back actually shot out a mirage of thousands of feathers, quickly and densely radiating outwards.
No one could completely defend against such a large-scale attack. The silver-haired Heavenly Sound Master and the others were forced to retreat while Wu Shuang wrapped himself in the wings of "Night and Night" and moved through the area in a melody.
He was betting like this as well, and it was a success. When Wu Shuang passed through the feathered simulacrum, the Fierce Wind God kicked off the ground with its four claws and pounced towards the purple robed Heavenly Sound Master who was closest to him.
"Get down!" Wu Shuang roared, and the battle song "Anxiety" resounded immediately. This powerful control-type war song had the most terrifying effects the first time it was used, even to Demon Commander, it was not a small blow.
A large number of pale white notes quickly condensed into a face that seemed to be laughing and crying, as if it was an untiring satellite that was constantly circling above the head of the Windhunter death god.
With the release of so many melodies, even someone as powerful as it was uncontrollably mournful. It was as if a hundred thousand volts' worth of electricity had been released from its body. Its bones, organs, flesh, everything was filled with a tearing pain.
This kind of intense pain was not actually applied to its body, but mostly to its imagination. It was a kind of mental illusion, but with these three seconds, it was enough for the remaining three Profoundness Finding Stage experts to explode with wave after wave of extremely stunning attacks.
In a short moment, all sorts of horrifying big techniques continuously landed, blooming all over the body of the Windhunter Death God. Three seconds later, the Liefeng Death God, who was no longer wailing, felt real pain and indescribable rage from his scarred body.
Two of its four wings were broken, and one of its eyes was seriously injured. All that was left was a lump of flesh and white liquid. Rows of ribs on its chest were exposed.
This time, it did not roar, nor did it pay attention to the attacks of the Twin Pupil Heavenly Sound Master. However, everyone felt a great fear from its body, especially Wu Shuang, who was being stared at by it, feeling as if he had fallen into an icehouse.
His entire body seemed to have been slashed by an invisible knife, and cold sweat gradually soaked his clothes. This was not a soul illusion technique, nor was it an attack method.
If this was in the past, the Wind Hunting God would never have thought that a lowly existence that was like an ant would actually pose such a great threat to him.
Regardless of whether it was the colorful halos on his body or the extraordinary strength he displayed, the Wind Hunting Death God had no choice but to face this tiny opponent head on, and had the urge to kill him.
Whoosh!
The Fierce Wind Death God started running, and like a gust of wind, it grazed past the silver-haired Heavenly Sound Master's body and charged towards Wu Shuang. The silver-haired Heavenly Sound Master wanted to block it, but the attacks of the purple-cloaked and double-colored eyes landed on it.
However, the Liefeng Deathgod remained unmoved. In a flash, he arrived in front of Wu Shuang. A huge shadow enveloped him, and the sharp airflow wrapped around the claws were like a mountain slapping down.
Wu Shuang felt as if the air current was going to tear him apart, so he suddenly jumped backwards.
But this time, the claws he was facing were different than before. Those sharp airflows were like countless threads tightly binding his body, tightly tightening his flesh, causing his speed to instantly slow down and his movements to become inconsistent.
In a life or death situation, the slightest hesitation could lead to death, not to mention Wu Shuang's body, which was still being pulled closer and closer by the air current.
"This is bad, save him, quickly save him! If anything happens to him, we will all be finished!"
The Profoundness Finding Stage Realm experts instantly came to a consensus, risking their lives to save him. Wu Shuang also immediately activated "Yeye Night" and his body instantly turned into a melody. Like a loach, he escaped from the devilish claws of the Fierce Wind Death God.
However, before he could heave a sigh of relief, he was suddenly swallowed up by a violent gale. Soon after, another gale began to bloom around him. The opposite wind caused the two gales to turn into mincemeat wheels, enough to tear anything into pieces.
Wu Shuang struggled with all his might, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape the death suction of the two violent winds.
As death approached, Wu Shuang felt things slowing down. Even the pain he was suffering became slow torture.
He did not dare to open his eyes because if he did, his eyeballs would be cut and he would not dare to move. Even if it was just hooking his fingers, his fragile bones and flesh would be cut by the air currents in an instant.
Wu Shuang had never felt as weak as he was now, but deep down in his heart, he was filled with anger and unwillingness.
As if it had detected its master's state of mind, the Spirit King, who was hidden within the mysterious music library, suddenly had a strange light flash across its eyes as it appeared on its own.
With its body's toughness, it wouldn't last more than two seconds before being torn to shreds by the violent air currents. However, this little time was enough for it to point a finger at Wu Shuang …