Little Hawk King woke up with an angry face.
He was actually affected by the enemy's bloody aura, having entered an illusionary realm.
If it wasn't for the Guardian's cold snort, he might have been completely engulfed, ultimately ending in defeat!
"Kill!"
Little Hawk King, worried about falling into the illusion again, quickly made his move. The speed of his Sky Hawk Holy Body was unmatched in the world. With a flap of his wings, he turned into an Aurora, and a golden claw reached out to grab. His overwhelming might burst open three minute rifts in space.
"Bang!"
At that moment, although Bao Xiong could not track Little Hawk King's figure, his body instinctively dodged and he swung his hammer.
"Crack!"
He was a step too slow. Little Hawk King's claw grabbed his arm, slicing off a piece of flesh, leaving three bloody scratch marks.
