Suddenly there was an earth-shattering roar. Its body was as hard as steel, its scales glistening in the moonlight. The eight heads, each of which seemed to have an independent consciousness, writhed wildly, exuding a strong evil aura.

A powerful energy gathered in the body of the Yaki Orochi, and it was a force that destroyed everything, as if even the air was ignited in an instant. The force blurred and distorted the surrounding scene, as if an ink painting had been splashed with heavy ink.

Fujimiya Nobuku, standing opposite the Yagi Orochi, his eyes were full of determination and determination. The wings on his back, the white feathers that shimmered softly in the moonlight, were the tengu wings he had summoned. At this moment, these wings are like real life, flapping, bringing a gust of wind.

However, in the face of the outbreak of the Yaki Orochi, Fujimiya Shincun's power seemed to be completely devoured. The dark power surged towards him like a frenzy, drowning him in an instant. The wings struggled in pain, and then they were completely shattered by the force.

Nobumi Fujimiya was blasted out, his body slicing a parabola in mid-air, and then slamming heavily to the ground. The impact made the ground around him tremble, and his figure disappeared completely in the smoke and dust.

Yaki Orochi also seemed to become a little weak after releasing that power. The eyes of its eight heads all shone with a cold light, which was satisfaction, but also the anticipation of the victory that was about to come.

At this moment, the world seemed to fall silent. Only when the wind blows through does it bring a faint sound. It was a prelude to destruction, a prelude to the end times.

Nobuku Fujimiya stood in the midst of the ruins, his eyes firm and decisive. Behind him, the wings destroyed by the wrath of the Yagi serpent, their huge feathers shimmering with silver gray in the moonlight, as if telling of the glory of the past and the desolation of the present.

Fujimiya Nobuku's gaze did not have the slightest fear, he looked straight ahead, the Yaqi snake, the terrifying evil spirit. He took a deep breath and gathered the broken wings in his hands, a tragic strength, a determination to move forward for protection.

With a wave of the feathers in his hand, he launched a final attack on the Yaki Orochi. Feathers streaked across the night sky, like meteors across the sky, with a touch of poignancy and a sense of determination. At that moment, his life seemed to burn, and all his power exploded at this moment, all poured into that piece of blood feather.

The Yagi Snake roared in pain, its eye struck by a blood feather, a pain that could almost tear the soul apart. Black blood flowed from its eyes, leaving deep marks on its face, a sign of failure. However, Fujimiya Nobu's attack did not end, and he was like a dancer, wielding his strength to the fullest in the last dance of his life.

His blood feathers struck the Yaqi Orochi one by one, and each impact made the snake's body tremble. Finally, after a strong impact, the Yagi Orochi fell. Its eyes were completely destroyed by the blood feathers, and it was never able to regain its light.

However, Fujimiya Nobutsu also exhausted the last of his strength at this moment. His body fluttered in the air, falling leisurely like an autumn leaf. His eyes slowly closed, as if asleep. However, there was a smile of satisfaction on his face, a smile for the completion of the mission, a kind of hope and expectation for the future.

A golden figure broke through the air, like a god descending from the sky, and the awe-inspiring momentum instantly enveloped the entire venue. His body is as athletic as a perfect work of art in gold, and his muscular lines are clearly visible, like a masterpiece carved by ancient sculptors. His eyes were sharp, like a falcon, revealing an indescribable majesty and power.

The chilling momentum instantly enveloped the entire battlefield. His body is sturdy, like a fierce tiger, looking down on the Yaki Snake below from a high sky. The big snake raised its head to the sky and opened its bloody mouth, wanting to devour the sudden golden figure.

The golden figure did not show the slightest fear, on the contrary, his eyes were full of determination and determination. He raised his right fist as if holding a glittering golden sun, condensing endless power. His body paused briefly in midair, as if gathering strength, and then slammed into the head of the Yaki Orochi.

It was a devastating fist, and with its furious power and unstoppable momentum, it hit the head of the Yaki Orochi with precision. As the punch fell, the air was instantly emptied, and everything around fell into a dead silence. Immediately after, a huge burst of energy erupted from the fist, like a volcanic eruption, engulfing everything around it.

Under the impact of the golden fist, the huge body of the Yaki Giant Snake was bounced out and hit the mountain wall in the distance. Its head was twisted and distorted, and the snake eye embedded in it was full of fear and incredulity. The golden figure fell from the sky, like a bolt of lightning, illuminating the entire dark world.

This scene seems to be frozen in this moment, becoming an eternal memory. The golden figure, the earth-destroying fist, the great snake that was knocked away, and the fear that flowed from the snake's eyes became an indispensable part of this legend. At this moment, it seemed that there were only two of them left in the world, one was the golden figure descended from the gods, and the other was the infamous Yaqi Snake.

His fists were clenched, as hard as steel, and all his strength and will were condensed. When his fist slammed into Yagi Orochi's head, it was as if time had stood still at this moment. The air trembled, and all the surrounding noise disappeared, leaving only the sound of this blow breaking through the air, like the roar of death in the world.

Under one punch, the head of the Yaqi Giant Snake burst open like a watermelon hit by a giant hammer. The aftermath of the serpent's head explosion was like a spreading flood, violently shaking the ground around it, stirring up a cloud of dust. Fragments of the snake's head were scattered in the air, carrying great strength and desperation of life.

The huge body of the Yaki Orochi was destroyed like a mountain under the power and collapsed with a bang. Blood splattered from its head like a waterfall, staining the sky red. The scaly body shattered under the force, and the snake's head fell to the ground, shaking the earth.

The golden warrior, his fist did not stop, and continued to bombard the body of the Yaqi Great Snake. Each punch carried the power of destroying the heavens and the earth, as if he was the destroyer of heaven and earth, and any creature that stood in his way could not survive.

At that moment, he became the center of the world, and his strength, his majesty, and his domineering spirit were deeply imprinted in everyone's heart. He is like a golden light that illuminates the dark world and gives people the power of hope.