The solemn shoulder-pillar braces were penetrated, and the sacred light was vented under the stimulation, but it could not stop the pale bone sickle from splitting her shoulders and biting her wildly in Xiang Yu's flesh and blood.

The light of the sky, Xiang Yu lowered his head, and the solemnity that was high and above seemed to have been torn apart by Bai Qi. His entire face was covered with darkness, and he was obviously suffering from severe pain. But he was persevering, and kept persevering with the greatest amount, screaming without pain!

But Bai Qi, the white god of death, held the shank of the bone sickle tightly, and used all his strength to press down. He was crazy and desperate to tear apart Xiang Yu's last will! So the sharp sickle blade pierced inch by inch by flesh and blood, making a small and terrifying tearing sound. Even through the tearing of the flesh and blood, you could hear the harsh sound of the sickle tearing the bones. The blood splashed inch by inch by the sickle blade, dyeing the white bone sickle red, and dyeing Bai Qi's crazy murderous intent red.

While doing this cruel injury, Bai Qi stared at the sunken face of Xiang Yu in the Sky. He wanted to see how long Xiang Yu could hold on. He was like a madman and was urging his eyes. At this moment, Xiang Yu in the Sky suddenly raised his head. He had been resting on the pain and lifted his platinum-colored pupils and stared at Bai Qi's eyes seriously.

Looking at Xiang Yu's sudden movement in front of him, a trace of surprise flashed in Bai Qi's gaze of white death, and even the bone sickle pressed in his hand was frozen for a moment. He looked at the white golden pupils, and a terrible look appeared in his platinum pupils. In a blink of an eye, Xiang Yu stretched out his right hand that had been taking off, and suddenly grabbed the void. At a distance less than a foot, he grabbed Bai Qi's neck directly, pressed his five fingers and tightened it tightly. Feeling the huge force coming from his neck, Bai Qi's gaze of white death changed instantly, not because of fear, but because of surprise, surprised Xiang Yu's sudden move was what he wanted to do! Want to tie Bai Qi's throat to death? That was impossible. In fact, Bai

Even if the neck needs to be moved, it is covered with a layer of armor. So Xiang Yu held it with a clasp. It is impossible for him to crush Bai Qi's neck to death at once. What exactly did Xiang Yu want to do? Just a simple intimidation? Or a strong counterattack? It is meaningless! So the white god of death Bai Qi subconsciously twisted Bai's tight neck, but it was difficult to twist no matter how hard he used. His condensed eyes always looked at Xiang Yu's platinum pupils, trying hard to see his purpose. "What do you want to do? Xiang Yu." Bai Qi, the white god of death, began to sneer and mocked, "Do you think this can hurt me? Or can you scare me?"

The light of the sky Xiang Yu just looked at Bai Qi, the white god of death, with a terrible look on his white gold pupils, but he was silent. Xiang Yu's ignorance made Bai Qi very annoyed. He was very unhappy to be grabbed by someone - no matter whether he would be strangled to death, the feeling of pressing his neck in someone else's hands seemed to be the lamb to be slaughtered in the other party's hands. That feeling would make anyone angry. So the invisible anger was weak from Bai Qi's heart, and his bright yellow pupils suddenly showed a vicious and terrible expression. "Huh? I'm asking you! Do you think this can scare me?" Bai Qi, the white god of death, shouted angrily, and the bone sickle in his hand, crazily tearing Xiang Yu's left shoulder apart, and suddenly forced a bright blood flower out. The severe pain on the left shoulder made Xiang Yu's ego. The severe pain on the left shoulder made Xiang Yu's ego.

The light suddenly stopped, but then, he immediately gritted his teeth and endured all the pain again, allowing the bloody red to pass through the corner of his eyes. He was not moved at all, but just stared at Bai Qi with his platinum pupils, as if he was trying to fight him to the end. At the same time, his right hand was always holding Bai Qi's neck tightly, without any relaxation. "Okay! It seems that you are going to fight me to the end! Then let's see which of us can withstand it!" Bai Qi, the white god of death, roared angrily. He actually didn't understand what Xiang Yu was stoic. The neck he grabbed by Xiang Yu was not threatening except for feeling unhappy, but the sickle he pierced on Xiang Yu's left shoulder was a deep pain. What was Xiang Yu competing with him? What could it mean?

Bai Qi, the white god of death, didn't know, but his sickle blade would never show mercy. "If the pain of flesh and blood is not enough to make you collapse, I will let you experience the pain of your soul again!" "Secret power? Soul-killing!"

The moment the sound fell, an invisible terrifying force was released from the white bone sickle. The sickle blade inserted in the flesh and blood stopped tearing the surface, and with that terrible force, it penetrated into the soul through the flesh and blood, the shoulder bones. The bone sickle penetrated all the real matter and directly traumatized the soul of Xiang Yu in the Sky. At that moment, Xiang Yu's expression changed completely, as if a layer of dark clouds covered the solemn face.

Pang, he felt only a thousand slim feeling of coldness in his heart, not cold! But the coldness, the kind of coldness that penetrated his soul! It was like there were millions of cold knives pointing their sharp edge at his soul and then slashing them wildly. That terrible feeling could tear Xiang Yu apart almost instantly, but he did not let that feeling go freely. After a short moment of perseverance, Xiang Yu of the Sky almost instinctively roared anger - "Secret Power? Tiangang"!

Accompanied by that roar, a large platinum of white gold light suddenly appeared on Xiang Yu's body, which directly resisted and melted the "soul-killing" power radiated from the bone sickle in a short gap. At the same time, three streams of light appeared from his eyebrows, surrounding his body, and flowed into the enclave, and shook out the white bone sickle that was inserted into his flesh and blood with an uncontrollable force. Bai Qi's gaze suddenly changed, and he felt the secret power on the bone sickle being dissolved, and even the bone sickle was shaken out by the inexplicable power.

, All this surprised him deeply. What did it have? Is it because of the secret power of Xiang Yu of the Sky? What was his secret power? However, Xiang Yu of the Sky said nothing. After the attack on the soul by the Bone Scythe, he turned his eyes and looked at the endless void under himself and Bai Qi's feet. With the secret power after awakening, they were all in a high altitude of a thousand meters, and the clouds floating under them were floating in the sky. At a glance, they could not even see the outline of the earth.

A thousand meters above the sky! Only with the wings given by awakening can they soar in the sky and fight in the sky. But if they lose the ability to fly, or stop the flapping of their wings, they will fall quickly like a meteorite.

One thousand meters! One thousand meters high! If they fall from here, their falling degree will increase exponentially, and the kinetic energy of the fall will increase terrifyingly. If they fall to the ground with such huge energy, the celestial meteorites will turn into ashes, and as for humans... they will be even more doomed!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!