Chapter 387 Rout of the Winged Legion

Tiny red veins filled Chu Xun's eyes. Exuding a presence that resembled a god – or more aptly, a true Devil – as he rode on the back of a Winged imperiously like a conquering hero. The Winged, horrified and frightened, could do nothing save to flap his wings desperately for dear life. Chu Xun grabbed the mane of his hair and jerked it left and right to make him fly in whichever direction he chose like a horse. Crack! Another Winged came from behind to intercept. But Chu Xun needed only to lean forward to deliver a kick backward. Snap! The blow shattered the blade of the Winged's golden sword into countless shards before barreling into him, leaving him crashing into several more of his kin, knocking them off the sky like bowling pins spraying blood and froth from their mouths with bones broken and fractured. Chu Xun stomped and smashed the spine of the Winged he was riding on, kicking him down to a precipitous fall. That gave him the thrust he needed to launch h