Chapter 409 — The Fierce Beast's Wooden Box

"He means to flee! " The Lame Old Man's hands flew like the wind, and using his hands as legs he raced straight after, clutching two legs and shouting, "Give me back my legs!

" The box opened, and the other heads and eyes came flying over to attack the Lame Old Man. Emperor Yanfeng roared, suddenly spitting out an arrow of blood; the blood arrow became a blood dragon that reared up coiling, and Emperor Yanfeng leaped onto the blood dragon's back and headed straight for the box in the sky.

The Blind Old Man propped himself up on the great spear with both hands and leaped into the air; the Longtuo Divine Spear abruptly swayed its body and caught him up, charging at the box in the sky.

Granny Zhu, Yu Zhaoging, the Empress Dowager, and the others each employed their own means, plunging into the air to intercept that box. Bang.

Emperor Yanfeng plummeted down, smashing hard into the ground, coughing blood again and again. Then the Lame Old Man fell too, still clutching those two legs in a grip he would not loosen for dear life; Shen Mu hurried over and stretched out both hands to catch him, when his injuries suddenly erupted and he stumbled, and the Lame Old Man fell past his outstretched hands, hitting the ground so hard it trembled without cease. "Shen, you unfilial boy.

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" The Lame Old Man bounced up and fell again, rolled his eyes back, and passed out cold—yet still clung to those two legs with a death grip.

Shen Mu scratched his head and thought, "If I used the Dragon-Riding Art to control those flood dragons, I could move a good deal faster.

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. " He at once roused the Dragon-Riding Art, and the many flood dragons, forcing down their injuries, came swimming toward him.

Bang, bang, bang.

Masters kept falling from the sky.

Emperor Yanfeng struggled to his feet and saw the Empress Dowager struck down as well; he scrambled desperately over and caught her, only to cough blood from the weight.

By the time Shen Mu had borrowed the flood dragons' magic power, Yu Zhaoging too came tumbling down from the air.

He was just about to catch her when he saw her garments turn into scales and feathers that quivered without cease, checking her fall. Shen Mu halted; then Yu Zhaoging abruptly lost her strength, the scales and feathers stopped fluttering, and she plunged to the ground with a thud—Shen Mu no longer had time to catch her.

Only Granny Zhu and the Blind Old Man remained in the air, besieging that box.

Shen Mu hurriedly soared upward; the flood dragons on his body were gravely wounded, and before long they would be unable to hold on and would break away from him, so he had to finish this quickly.

The battle in the air was beyond bizarre.

Granny Zhu and the Blind Old Man, both gravely wounded, stood atop the box, fending off attacks coming from every direction.

Their attackers were the parts of Xing'an's body: divine light shot from the Sacred Pupils; a skullcap flew up like an alms bowl; fists, legs, and even heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, even hair and skin, all launched attacks upon the two. Such uncanny assaults had never been heard of!

The Blind Old Man's black dragon coiled around him, whirling madly, blocking madly; Granny Zhu now became the stronger of the two in combat, driving back the attacking divine hands, divine legs, and divine heads with the Great Luo Celestial Star Palm force. Shen Mu headed straight for the battlefield in the air, moving with incredible speed, flashing past one of the eyes.

Shhk.

That eye vanished; then a flood dragon broke away from Shen Mu's body, seized the eye, and flew off, speeding far from the box. The farther it got, the weaker Xing'an's control became, and the harder it was for him to reclaim his body parts.

Shen Mu wheeled back, and the Heaven-Stealing Hand reached for another eyeball flying in midair and shooting divine light; another flood dragon carried the second eye away.

He raced madly through the air, "stealing" leg after leg, heart after heart, skull after skull from around that box, letting the flood dragons on his body carry them far away. The flood dragons on Shen Mu grew fewer and fewer, and his speed gradually slowed, when suddenly strands of hair came flying at him, black hair filling the sky like a black rainstorm!

"Shen, look out!

" Granny Zhu and the Blind Old Man hurriedly threw themselves across in front of him; Granny Zhu pushed out with both palms turned inward to meet the black rainstorm, and with a shhk, shhk, shhk countless black hairs flew back like black needles, ding, ding, ding, until the box was stuffed full of them. The Blind Old Man thrust out his spear, and with a bang it pierced the box; a huge force came from within the box and drove the Longtuo Divine Spear back, and then the other body parts swarmed through the opening and burrowed into the box.

The box shot off through the air at once!

The Blind Old Man started to give chase, but suddenly gave a stifled groan as his injuries erupted, and he nearly fell from the sky.

That box was incredibly fast, a thousand li in the blink of an eye—and just then, a resonant voice rang out: "Boundless, Crosswise and Lengthwise! " In the sky, two blades of saber light flared, one horizontal and one vertical, and then all returned to darkness.

"A Thread of Sky!

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