honor me as god

Chapter 191
Han Yi looked forward, his eyes were solemn like never before.

These imperial guards with golden pupils were drawn by Xihe Mohao. They are not living things, will not be injured, and will not fear death.

This kind of enemy is the most difficult to deal with. They will always haunt you and will not retreat at all. You can either kill them all, or simply don't fight and find a way to escape.

For desert assassins who are good at attacking from behind, obviously they can only choose the latter.

Han Yi tried to find the gaps in the formation of the imperial guards, but their number was too large to be counted, and they could be seen as banners criss-crossing and giant blades criss-crossing.

The Golden Ink Guard infinitely squeezed the standing space of the cold clothes, enclosing it, and the light around him formed a coercion that could crush everything. Although the giant blade in his hand was dazzling, it was more like the cold light of the god of death. desire.

"Boom!" The guard closest to Han Yi strode forward, slashing head-on with a giant blade, setting off a wave of burning gold.

Without warning, Han Yi's figure disappeared, and the giant blade cut through the air, leaving a cut several meters deep on Zhuque Bridge.

Looking at the bridge deck again, I saw a tiny black speck moving fast in the sea of ​​gold. If you looked closely, you would find it was a small black cat like a coal ball, galloping with a book in its mouth.

The little black cat was wounded, and a hideous gap could be seen in the side ribs. The faintly visible pale bones contrasted sharply with the black fur.

This was left by being stabbed by the golden ink spear just now, and the aftereffects of the power release are still there, causing it to be unstable and stumble when running.

However, the size of the little black cat can perfectly cope with the situation in front of it.

The golden ink guards are huge, they can't move for several meters or even tens of meters, not to mention their agility, if they want to swing their giant blades to hit such a little black cat, it's like a clumsy orangutan trying to catch flying insects.

Although the little black cat was injured, its agility was still there. It shuttled back and forth between the formation gaps of the golden ink guards, causing them to crash into each other.

The giants were jostled by their companions, quickly lost their center of gravity, and fell to the ground one after another. When they got up again, the little black cat had already run away.

Just when the little black cat was about to rush to the head of the Suzaku bridge, the shocking phoenix sounded through the sky, and the phoenix reappeared in the sky, setting off a sky full of golden fire and swooping down, crashing down in front of the little black cat.

The phoenix transforms into a human form.

Cangxuan stands proudly amidst the mottled golden fire, the four-clawed golden dragon robe flutters with the wind, like a phantom, forming a vast light curtain while waving, and the golden pupils burst open sharply, as if they can tear everything apart with a sweep.

"Boom!" Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, Cang Xuan held Xihe ink brush in his hand, and the tip of the pen turned into a black line that was so fine that it was almost invisible, and it went straight to the little black cat's throat.

The colors in the world seemed to be swallowed by gold, and suddenly there was extreme scorching heat, but also a boundless chill swept over, half of the prison of fire, half of frost and snow.

Under the oppression of death, the little black cat's consciousness is extremely clear, and its potential explodes at this moment. It seems that the whole world is a hundred times clearer in its eyes.

But this kind of potential explosion is limited to dynamic vision, and the body functions can't keep up at all, and it's impossible to avoid this fatal blow.

In desperation, it had no choice but to return to its human form, spread its sharp claws and slashed across the air, drawing a dazzling light like a crescent moon.

"Bang!" Han Yi's metal claws grabbed the body of Xihe Mohao's pen, which was too hard to resist such an ancient magic weapon, and the claw blade was broken without any suspense.

Fortunately, Han Yi made a desperate move and unleashed an extremely strong force, breaking the claw and causing the tip of the pen to shift slightly.

At this moment, Han Yi turned into a cat again, pounced forward to avoid it, and looked for the last life in the slightly deviated trajectory.

"Tch!" Xihe Mohao pierced through the tip of the little black cat's ear, directly tearing out a bloody gap. The dense nerves in the ear caused severe pain, coupled with the raging energy of gold and ink, all its consciousness seemed to be completely wiped out. To take it away, there was a bang in his mind, as if boiling, trying to burn its soul.

"Boom." Although the sound of the little black cat falling to the ground was slight, several bones were apparently broken, and the mouth loosened unconsciously, and the blood-stained "Pofa Jing" fell out.

Cang Xuan was about to get the stolen books, but the little black cat, covered in bruises, broke out again, leaped forward and flew to bite it, sprinkled a string of fine blood, and fled forward in a staggered manner.

The Suzaku Bridge has passed, leaving only the last towering Suzaku Gate.

"Yu." Xi and Mohao waved again.

Cang Xuan no longer opens and closes, but holds the pen and taps it quickly in the air. After just a few breaths, the air is filled with dense spots of light. They twist, twist, and spread out in an instant, as if forming a bright sea of ​​stars in the dark night. .

If you look closely, you will find that the light spots in the sky are full of feathers, they float in the air, the golden glow is extremely shining, and every feather weaving pattern is so delicate that you can see it, as if it came from the body of a phoenix, falling under the night under the night sky covered with beacon light , the number seems to be in the millions.

Before the little black cat rushed to the Suzaku Gate, the final touch had already been settled, and the sky was covered with phoenix feathers, as if spreading to the end of the horizon, and everywhere in sight was bright golden light.

Cang Xuan raised his pen, and all the golden ink and phoenix feathers turned sharply, pointing directly at the running little black cat.

When the ink brush moves, thousands of feathers shake off.

The golden ink phoenix feathers replaced the rainwater, sweeping and pouring like a torrent, the sound barrier breaking through the sound barrier continued, and the high-speed friction ignited a burning fire, almost turning the entire Suzakumen area into a scorching hell.

The little black cat didn't have the energy to look back, it could only run, running desperately, its body was shaky and still running, trying to catch any slim chance of life and return to its owner.

But everything is futile after all.

The density of the golden ink phoenix feathers exceeds the rain curtain, and has already deprived all dodging space. Whether it is a person, a cat, or even an ant, they will all be annihilated in the phoenix feathers all over the sky, just like tears in the rain.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!." Just as the little black cat was about to turn into ashes, a sharp golden sound suddenly came from the beacon tower in the distance, resounding through the sky one by one.

Jin Mofengyu stopped in an instant, the nearest one was only a short distance away from the little black cat, even the cat's hair was scorched, but it still stopped amidst the sound of Jin Ming.

At this time, the little black cat was covered in bruises, and his consciousness had long been blurred. He was only running in the desire to go home, and he didn't have any extra thoughts to think about why Cang Xuan stopped.

It squeezed into the gap under Suzaku's door with the book in its mouth, clawed desperately on the ground, and finally squeezed out with the cat and the book, and disappeared from Cang Xuan's sight, leaving only a pool of scarlet blood.

Cangxuan didn't chase the little black cat, and didn't even look at the direction in which it disappeared. As soon as Xihe Mo took it away, the beast, spear, soldier, and feather melted in an instant, and returned to the most primitive golden ink, disappearing in the four-clawed golden dragon robe under the sleeve.

Behind the Zhuque Bridge, the gate to the imperial palace opened. The eunuch came behind Cangxuan, nodded slightly, and said in an indifferent voice: "It's really hard to hurt her, but not kill her. Thanks a lot."

"By order of the Son of Heaven." Cang Xuan said four words without emotion, and without another word, he passed the eunuch and returned to the palace.

(End of this chapter)