The solemn shoulder armor was pierced, and the divine light was vented under the stimulation, but it couldn't stop the pale bone sickle from splitting the shoulder and biting wildly in Xiang Yu's flesh and blood.

The light of the sky Xiang Yu lowered his head, the solemnity of the high seemed to be torn apart by Bai Qi, his whole face was covered with gray, obviously also suffering in severe pain, but he was stoic, with the greatest perseverance, not screaming!

But Bai Qi, the white god of death, clenched the handle of the bone sickle, and used the strength of his whole body to press down, frantically, desperately, to tear the last will of Xiang Yu, the light of the sky! So the sharp scythe pierced the flesh inch by inch, making a small and terrible tearing sound, and even through the tearing of the flesh, you can still hear the piercing sound of the tip of the sickle tearing the bones, and the blood is also splashed inch by inch with the tearing of the sickle, staining the white bone sickle, and also dying the white crazy killing intent.

The white god of death was doing this cruel injury, while staring at the light of the sky Xiang Yu's sinking face, he just wanted to see how long Xiang Yu could hold on, he was like a madman and was persecuting the other party. And at this moment, the light of the sky Xiang Yu suddenly raised his head, and he raised his white and golden eyes with his white and golden eyes, staring solemnly at the white eyes of the white god of death.

Looking at Xiang Yu's sudden movements in front of him, a trace of surprise flashed in the white eyes of the White Death Reaper, and even the bone sickle in his hand froze for a moment. He watched, and there was a terrible look in his white-gold pupils. In an instant, Xiang Yu of the Firmament Light stretched out his empty right hand, grabbed it violently into the void, and grabbed the white neck of the White Death Reaper in a distance less than a foot long. Feeling the huge force coming from his neck, the white gaze of the White God of Death changed instantly, not because he was afraid, but because he was surprised, surprised that Xiang Yu wanted to do this sudden move! Want to lock your throat and strangle Bai Qi? That's simply not possible. In fact, even if it is a position that needs to be moved such as the neck, Bai Qi's body is covered with a layer of armor. Therefore, what Xiang Yu held was still a layer of hard armor, and it was impossible for him to crush Bai Qi's neck at one time. What did he want to do? Just a simple threat? Or a strong counterattack? It's all pointless! So Bai Qi subconsciously twisted Bai's clenched neck, but no matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to twist, and his condensed eyes were always staring at Xiang Yu's white and golden pupils, trying his best to see his purpose. "What do you want to do? Xiang Yu. Bai Qi began to sneer and mock, "Do you think this can hurt me?" Or can it scare me? ”

And the light of the sky Xiang Yu just looked at the white god of death, and his white-golden pupils showed a terrifying look, but he didn't move. Xiang Yu's ignorance made Bai Qi very annoyed, and he was very unhappy when his neck was grabbed - whether he would be strangled or not, the feeling of his neck pressing in someone else's hand was like he was a lamb to be slaughtered in the other party's hands, and that feeling would make anyone angry. So the invisible anger rose from the white in his heart, and the bright yellow eyes suddenly showed a cruel and terrifying look. "Huh? I'm asking you! Do you think that scares me? The White Grim Reaper Bai shouted angrily, and the bone sickle clenched in his hand exerted his strength again, frantically tearing Xiang Yu's left shoulder, and suddenly forced out a bright blood flower. The sharp pain on his left shoulder made Xiang Yu's eyes stagnate, but instead, he immediately clenched his teeth, endured all the pain again, and let the bloody red pass through the corner of his eye, he was not moved, but just stared at Bai Qi with his white-gold pupils, as if he wanted to fight him to the end. At the same time, his right hand was always grasping Bai Qi's neck, and he did not relax at all. "Good! Looks like you're going to fight me to the end! Let's see which of us can withstand it! The white god of death roared angrily, he actually didn't understand what Xiang Yu was stoicing, the neck he was grabbed by Xiang Yu was not any threat except for feeling uncomfortable, but the sickle he pierced Xiang Yu's left shoulder was a painful pain in his body. What is Xiang Yu competing with him? Could it be of any significance?

The White Grim Reaper Bai Qi didn't know, but his scythe would never show mercy. "If the pain of flesh and blood is not enough to break you, I'll let you experience the pain of your soul again!" "Secret Power • Soul Killing!"

The moment the voice fell, an invisible terrifying force was released from the white bone scythe. The scythe stuck in the flesh stopped tearing at the surface, and with that terrible power, through the flesh, through the shoulder bones, madly seeped into the soul. The bone scythe penetrated all the real matter, directly traumatizing the soul of Xiang Yu, the light of the sky. At that moment, the expression of Xiang Yu, the light of the sky, changed completely, as if a layer of clouds covered his solemn face, and he only felt a thousand wisps of coldness in his heart, not cold! But it's cold, the kind of coldness that penetrates the soul! It was as if thousands of cold knives were aimed at his soul, and then frantically stabbed in. That terrifying feeling could tear apart Xiang Yu's whole in an almost instant, but he didn't let that feeling go on any longer, and after a short moment of perseverance, the light of the sky Xiang Yu almost instinctively let out a roar - "Secret Power Tiangang"!

With that roar, the Firmament Light Xiang Yu's body instantly emitted a large amount of white-gold light, directly resisting and dissolving the power of "soul killing" emanating from the bone sickle in a short gap, and at the same time, three streams of light appeared from his eyebrows, surrounding his body, flowing rapidly, and shaking out the white bone scythe inserted into his flesh and blood with an irrepressible force. The white gaze of the White Death God suddenly changed, and he felt that the secret power on the bone sickle was dissolved, and even the bone sickle was shocked by the inexplicable power, all of which made him deeply surprised, what happened? Is it because of the secret power of the light of the sky? So what is his secret power? However, the Firmament Light Xiang Yu didn't say anything, and after shaking away the bone sickle's attack on the soul, he moved his gaze and looked at the endless void under his and Bai Qi's feet. With the help of the awakened secret power "flying in the sky", they are now all in the air at a height of thousands of meters, and the stratus clouds floating below them are all in the sky, and they can't even see the outline of the earth at a glance.

A thousand meters in the air! With the wings given by awakening, they were able to soar in the sky and fight in the sky. But if they lose the ability to fly, or stop flapping their wings, they will fall as quickly as a meteorite.

A thousand meters! A thousand meters in the air! If they fall from here, the speed of their fall will increase exponentially, and the kinetic energy of the fall will increase even more terrifyingly, and if they fall to the ground with such a huge amount of energy, the celestial meteorites will turn into ashes, and as for people...... It's even more doomed!

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