"Let Little White come out and have a try?"
Lu Li thought about it. There was only one way.
Later, he would rush up to defend against the God of Wings' attack and then let Little White sneak in. As long as the statue's neck was bitten off, the God of Wings would no longer have a medium to connect to this place. All the problems would be solved.
In a split of a second, Lu Li made up his mind. He sent psychic power into the Wicked Bead to wake up Little White and tell it to get ready.
"Whoosh ~"
Lu Li dashed out at the top of his speed. This time, he took out a Quasi Relic saber.
This was a feint. He did not want to lose his other hand to the God of Wings.
"You have overestimated yourself!"
The God of Wings sneered again. The statue trembled and then glowed again, ready to smash Lu Li away at any time.
One thousand feet, one thousand feet, one thousand feet!
Lu Li swung his saber and hacked at the statue. Though it was a feint, he had utilized the energy from the Slayer's blood. A ray of blood-red sword light whooshed on, tearing open a crack in the space in front of Lu Li and aiming at the statue of the God of Wings.
"Hmm!"
From the statue of the God of Wings came a cold snort. Then, the statue generated a hand and smashed at Lu Li again.
"Okay!"
The saber disappeared in Lu Li's hand. Then, the Wicked Bead glowed and Little White came out. Lu Li shouted, "Little White, go and bite that statue!"
"Whoosh ~"
Little White rushed out from underground in a blur and arrived at the statue in no time. Lu Li took out a Holy Grade shield at once and put it in front of him.
As far as Lu Li could tell, the God of Wings needed time to launch an attack.
She needed to transfer energy from the Divinity. After all, this was not her real self.
She had just launched a powerful attack. She should not be able to deal with Little White now.
As it turned out, Lu Li had been overthinking …
The statue of the God of Wings glowed. A ray of sword energy came out and was aimed at Little White. Little White was smashed away at once. Covered in blood, Little White let out a miserable cry and passed out in midair.
"Little White!"
"Boom!"
Lu Li had just shouted when the shield in his hand cracked. Once again, he was smashed away.
This time, Zhao Fu's hand was also injured, but the Saint-grade shield blocked some of the force. His bones were only injured, but they did not break. However, his internal organs were injured, and he coughed up another mouthful of blood.
He didn't really care about his own injuries. Right now, his body was filled with the energy of Slayer's blood, and his physical defense had increased several times. Wing God could only use so much energy, so she couldn't easily kill him.
He was concerned about Xiaobai!
He used his Divine Telekinesis to scan Little White immediately. He was slightly relieved when he found that Little White had only fainted and was not stabbed to death.
Little White was weaker than the Dragon Demon. Not even the Dragon Demon could stand the God of Wings' attack, not to mention Little White.
"Hum ~"
The God of Wings was still transferring energy to Ye Nishang. The latter's energy was getting stronger and stronger. At the moment, it was comparable to a Semi-God Realm cultivator.
At this rate, in the time for half an incense stick to burn, Lu Li would not be able to stand Ye Nishang's attacks.
The problem was … he was helpless at this moment!
He was now fighting against a God. Although it was just a Divine Avatar of a God, it allowed him to truly witness the power of a God.
If it were not for the Slayer's blood, he would have been smashed to death by the God of Wings.
"Is it because the energy in the Slayer's blood has evaporated too much?
Do I have to take another drop of the Slayer's blood to destroy the statue? "
Lu Li thought quickly. He was reluctant to do so. If he were to use up the last drop of the Slayer's blood, he would never have the chance to learn the Slayer's move again.
Lu Li was envious when he remembered what he saw from the Slayer's blood and the Slayer's shocking attack.
If he could learn something from the Slayer's blood in the past three months, he would have a much easier time.
"The Slayer's move?"
Lu Li suddenly thought of something. He remembered the move he made when he took out his Quasi Relic saber and the Slayer's move. Somehow, he felt something in his soul.
It was as if …
He was familiar with the Slayer's move. He … could use it now!
"Let's see!"
Lu Li had always been a man of swift and decisive actions. He could tell that the Slayer's blood was flowing in his body. Maybe, there was a spiritual mark left by the Slayer in his blood.
Maybe, he could really use the Slayer's move.
"Hoy!"
Once again, he leaped up. A Quasi Relic saber appeared in his hand.
This saber was not as fancy as the divine weapon of Dragon King. It was dark and heavy.
He obtained this saber from a patriarch of the Demon-slaying Hall. Lu Li had always liked using sabers, so he kept this one.
"Ha, ha ~"
The two Feather Race patriarchs hiding in the distance sneered when they saw Lu Li coming again. As far as they could tell, the God of Wings was an immortal. How could Lu Li, a mortal being, fight an immortal?
How could an ant shake the world!
"When Lu Li is dead, Princess Five will reach the Semi-God Realm soon, given her talent.
Also, the God of Wings is creating an avatar. Maybe she will pass on some skills to Princess Five.
Ha, ha … in a few years, when Princess Five rises up, the Feather Race will be in a golden age! "
One of the Feather Race patriarchs was excited. He looked at Lu Li, wondering how he would be smashed away and how he would be hurt.
"Whoosh ~"
Lu Li was now thousands of feet away from the statue. The statue was glowing, ready to strike at Lu Li at any time.
"Hoy!"
Lu Li poured Xuan Energy and energy from the Slayer's blood into the Quasi Relic saber. He shouted and closed his eyes all of a sudden.
An image came to his mind. It was the moment when the Slayer wielded the saber. Without thinking, Lu Li swung the saber in his hand.
"Swish ~"
The sound of cloth being torn rang out. It was incomparably ear-piercing. At this moment, the huge saber seemed to condense in mid-air, and the surrounding time became extremely slow.
"Swish —"
What happened next shocked the two elders of the Feather Clan. The Xuan Qi of heaven and earth from all directions suddenly gathered toward the saber. The whole world seemed to be affected, and a terrifying force suppressed the entire area.
Everyone's attention was attracted by the saber. Even Ye Nishang, who was lying on the ground, raised her head in astonishment and stared at the saber.
"How …"
God of Wings said in surprise. Then, she said in disbelief, "This is … the Slayer's move. No way. The Slayer has been dead for one hundred thousand years. This is impossible!"
"Swish!"
A ray of blood-red light came out from the saber. The saber landed on the hand that the God of Wings made. Then, the hand was cut open as if it were a piece of cloth. The blood-red light landed on the statue of the God of Wings.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, the statue of the God of Wings fell into pieces. Gravel splashed all over the place. The divine might that enveloped the area vanished as well.
"Good, good, good!"