The fighting never stops.
King Xiaopeng roared to move the mountains and rivers. With Tianpeng's speed and blessing, he attacked and killed him countless times, as if he was tireless or had infinite power.
But the truth is cruel...
Too weak.
Every attack is too weak.
It is true that ordinary Saint Son-level figures would be prepared to prepare for such a formation, but their combat power is only four forbidden, and they have not even reached it.
Because of this, it is not enough to compete with real geniuses and monsters in the same realm.
"Is this the end of your skills?!"
Ye Fan's voice was cold, like a blade, which became sharper after being polished.
At this situation, Qing Yi was surprised and said:
"Why is the Holy Body not injured? Could it be that the Ancient Holy Body is really nearly immortal!!"
As time goes by, the demons have less and less confidence in King Xiaopeng, because this birdman did not crush Ye Fan, and it was still two small realms higher. The fourth level of Dao Palace versus the second level of Dao Palace In case...
By the way, it's just that the divine power is suppressed and the body is still in the state of the four poles!
In an instant, Lu Li once again became the object of secret observation, not only because of his eyesight, but also because of his training efforts.
I saw that Ye Fan increased his speed instantly, and even compared the top speed with the Golden Winged Peng King. As for the result, not only did he not fall at a disadvantage, but he surpassed him!
"Tianpeng's speed is unparalleled and unparalleled in the world. How can he catch up?!"
"Only a few of the footwork involving the Great Emperor can match or surpass Tianpeng's extreme speed."
"Xingzi secret..."
The demons were talking a lot, and figures kept gathering around.
Beside her, Yan Ruyu said nothing. She felt the extra information in her consciousness and quietly comprehended it.
Except for the Douzi secret that he had promised to Taixu God King not to be divulged, Lu Li gave everything he got to Yan Ruyu. Putting aside his personal relationship, Senior Chaos Qinglian's kindness and guidance could not be ignored.
Moreover, just based on a little personal experience, it is worth giving everything, especially before setting foot in the Immortal Stage Realm, the more profound the accumulation, the better.
at the same time.
Ye Fan went berserk, his divine power was overwhelming, his whole body was surging with energy, his big hands covered the sky, and all the clouds in the sky were shaken away. In one breath, he directly flew away the Golden Winged Peng King!
At the same time, his hands formed seals, as if they were holding up the sky, and the majestic ancient mountain appeared again, with overwhelming power and power, even greater than before, making people unable to help but kneel down.
After a series of blows, the Golden-winged Peng King seemed to be unable to bear the humiliation, and let out a roar. After stabilizing his body, he went up against the sky, trying to smash the ancient magic mountain.
"I want the ancient saint's blood to drain out!"
Divine wings strike the sky.
In this regard, Ye Fan was not afraid and continued to condense more marks to collide with the enemy of life and death.
Ever since, the sky boiled.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King was like a powerful crossbow at the end of a powerful crossbow. After a moment of bravery, he was knocked upside down and flew away, forcing him to display Tianpeng's true form again.
"For the lineage of the ancient holy body, the ever-changing holy method of fighting is obviously more suitable."
Lu Li whispered, thinking secretly.
It was a pity that Holy Body did not accompany him to Zishan at that time, but it was not a big problem. He was in charge of Li Huolu, and with his own talent, foundation, fate, and the character of Taixu God King, it was almost certain that he would be accepted as a disciple.
Now that he is supported by other secret techniques, King Xiaopeng can only put his life on the line to put enough pressure on Ye Fan, even to the point of life and death crisis.
The two were engaged in a life-and-death fight, each using their best tactics.
At this moment, Ye Fan has used various seal techniques to the extreme and is riding on the Golden Winged Peng King.
This scene heralded a complete change in the situation. The ancient holy body had the upper hand and suppressed the lawless opponents, which made countless demon clans sigh with emotion.
At the same time, the former secretary who had been sensing danger was activated, and Ye Fan's powerful spiritual consciousness rushed out and slashed straight at the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King.
In an instant.
Golden feathers are flying all over the sky.
The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King fled away, leaving a feather coat in Ye Fan's hands. Later, the golden feathers were crushed by the divine consciousness, leaving him in an extremely embarrassed state.
Skinned the bird...
Weird thoughts emerged in the minds of the surrounding demons, and the seniors who were hiding in the void watching the battle were dumbfounded and began to discuss when to save King Xiaopeng.
If possible, selling Old Peng King a favor can be considered as an effort to unite the demon clan.
At this time, the Golden Winged Peng King, who was the party involved, transformed into a human form, with blond hair standing on end, eyes like daggers, and with a long roar, he came over again.
"Extremely fast divine transformation! This is the realm of divine transformation that Tianpeng has evolved very quickly. It is almost impossible to survive while being sealed!" Qing Yi exclaimed, reminding Ye Fan.
But it's a little late.
The Eucharist is brought into the realm.
In comparison, the Underworld Emperor Body is obviously more worthy of friendship. This is unquestionable, whether it is talent, righteousness, or even strength.
Because of this, King Xiaopeng has been on Qing Yi's blacklist. Once he loses, unless the elders protect him, he will sit back and do nothing. He is even ready to intervene in the battle if Ye Fan is defeated.
"The blood of the ancient holy body can be drained..."
Almost at the same time, the Golden Winged Peng King roared coldly and struck forward with a punch. During this period, the killing intent was endless, and the void appeared to be broken!
However, what is surprising is that Ye Fan was not blocked. He came first and punched the Golden Winged Peng King in the face, and a string of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"you……"
Shocked and speechless.
Not long ago, in the discussion held at Miao Yu Lake in the Holy City, no one from the demon clan participated except Yao Yuekong. Therefore, it was normal for the ignorant holy body to ignore all the strange phenomena and specialize in bells and whistles.
Facing the shrinking Xiaopeng King, Ye Fan launched a series of attacks, his golden hand flew across the air, chopped it down on the spot, and covered the head of the miscellaneous bird.
And this is just the beginning.
Next, the Golden-winged Little Peng King turned into a sandbag, his body kept shaking violently, and his head buzzed. This meant that he had the blood of alien beasts flowing in his body. If it were another person, he would have been destroyed long ago.
However, the scene is truly miserable.
His hair was disheveled, his body shook again and again, and he was almost knocked down from the sky.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
The big golden palm swung back and forth, slapping King Xiaopeng hard on the head, like a scarecrow, slapping him away again and again.
below.
All the monsters were shocked. Ye Fan not only reversed the situation, but also severely injured the arrogant Golden Winged Peng King, causing him to cough up blood!
Lu Li was not satisfied with this, and secretly sent a message to Ye Fan: "It's not over yet, Zaniao has a killing move that he hasn't used yet, so be careful."
Both fell short of expectations.
"Roar……"
Not long after, the strong-armed Golden Winged Peng King roared again, his hair flying wildly, his roots standing upright, his powerful body possessing demonic properties, causing terrifying waves like the ocean, trying to reverse the disadvantage.
The divine roc spread its wings, and without turning around, it swept behind him. His right arm was as heavy as a mountain, crushing the space. It was hard to imagine what kind of crazy force this was.
After being reminded, Ye Fan did not let down his guard, and the golden fist kept hitting the arm of the roc that swept over. It was like striking iron, making a thunderous sound.
The physical body is comparable to a mountain. Just like this, by waving your fists and arms at will, you can distort the space, symbolizing some kind of extreme strength.
However, in Lu Li's eyes, it could only be described as wonderful, far inferior to Beiyuan's competition with Wang Teng, and he didn't feel any pressure at that time.
I hope that guy will transform soon...
While he was distracted, the sky was filled with strong winds. Half of the Golden Winged Peng King's body was hit, and then he was sent flying again. Such a heavy blow completely revealed to everyone:
Since the Holy Body is called the Immortal Golden Body, it has its own reason. It is definitely not something that just cats and dogs can touch.
The feathered bird was strong for a while, but finally couldn't take it anymore. It spurted golden blood from its mouth, its hair was disheveled, and it almost fell into the void.
Of course, since Lu Li said that he had not tried his best and had a trump card that he had not yet used, he would not be blind. Ye Fan was well aware of how miraculous the Sky Eye was.
After a while, the Golden Winged Peng King used his wildness and unyielding will to temporarily break away from the continuous killing attacks from the Holy Body. Murderous intent was revealed in his eyes, and he began an almost crazy counterattack. His body burned with blazing divine fire, trying to get rid of this disadvantage.
One is an ancient holy body, and he has practiced the legendary Nine Secrets, and there are more than one. The other is a descendant of a divine roc that can kill real dragons, and his realm is better than the former.
Therefore, such fierce confrontations are almost invisible to the younger generation. Yan Ruyu is not obsessed with practice. To be more precise, she is not in a hurry. After regaining consciousness, her eyes are staring at the sky seriously.
Both bodies represent the ultimate strength, like the tip of a needle against the awn of wheat. It can be seen that Ye Fan's supernatural power is inexhaustible, his momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and his mastery of the Nine Secrets is becoming more and more skillful.
The arrogant golden-winged Xiaopeng King seems to be holding on for a breath, but in fact he is far from reaching his limit. After all, he is a descendant of the divine roc who can fight the real dragon, and his vitality is indeed amazing enough.
Even Lu Li had long admitted that this guy was a figure, at least in the Eastern Wasteland——
The premise is not to provoke Fluolight, Jiang Yifei and other beings who are skilled in various imperial arts.
This group of talents is truly qualified to compete on the Imperial Road, but because of the special nature of their skills, they choose to keep a low profile. Even if they compete with others, they still hide it deeply.
"One hundred and eight thousand swords!"
The sound penetrated the cracked gold and stone, shook the sky, and made many people's eardrums hurt.
At this moment, in this piece of heaven and earth, a shocking murderous intention emerged, and sword lights shot up into the sky, like endless volcanoes erupting into the sky!
Under the sky, there are like forests of divine swords, lined up in the sky, each one is several feet long, the blades are cold, standing upright toward the sky, the light is bright, and the murderous intent is rising into the sky.
One hundred and eight thousand swords!
Each one is made from the feathers of the divine roc, and they are all breathing out dazzling sword energy, sharp and dazzling, and breathtaking.
"I don't know whether the ancient emperor killed the ancient holy body when he was young. Maybe I will create a feat and let the holy blood pave the way for me to become the emperor!"
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King has a strong figure, his blond hair is flying in a messy manner, and his eyes are full of wildness and killing.
Ye Fan was in the sword forest, facing the endless sword light rising into the sky, feeling the biting murderous aura, but he still had no fear. He didn't even take out the Lihuo Shen Furnace.
After all... Regarding this battle, my good brother has high hopes for himself, so it would be best if he could not use any foreign objects.
"In physical confrontation, I can suppress you, and now I can still trample you under my feet!"
The holy body's expression was indifferent, and his words were full of strong self-confidence, which made the older generation of monsters look askance.
Arrogant as the Peacock King, he is also filled with admiration.
"It seems that the Golden Winged Peng King can no longer remain aloof. In the physical confrontation, he is completely at a disadvantage and has to sacrifice the Peng Yu Sword."
"Let's wait and see. This move is not just a random golden feather. It is said that it needs to be refined with the feathers of the divine roc. It is one of the most powerful killing techniques of the Tianpeng tribe!"
"The Peng Yu Sword is a legendary thing with the mark of racial inheritance. With the guidance of the old Peng King, it is difficult to estimate how lethal it is!"
Many demon monks were talking in low voices, not only feeling that Ye Fan was in a bad situation and in danger, but also thinking that the holy body could create miracles.
Because he represents the Underworld Emperor's body, he must also have other incredible magical skills.
Yan Ruyu looked calm and said: "Once the Pengyu Sword is completed, one hundred and eight thousand divine peng feathers will come out, which will cause chaos in the world. He may be qualified to embark on that path."
"Not even close." Lu Li shook his head.
Because I didn't want to offend her, I didn't say too much. With such a realm and background, it was too early to talk about the imperial path...
In the sky, the golden-winged Xiaopeng King stood with his hands behind his back, regaining his confidence, and his body was like a heavenly sword unsheathed.
"Thousands of Feathers and Thousands of Swords, kill!"
The sword light struck, splitting the heaven and the earth.
Without any hesitation or verbosity, Ye Fan was instantly submerged below.
The rays of light are dazzling, each one is as thick as a bucket, and extremely sharp, like dragons rushing over one after another, indestructible, as if they can penetrate the sky.
In the terrifying and destructive aura, Ye Fan opened and closed, transforming into a god of war, bathed in divine radiance, making the sky tremble, and no matter how many swords, they were all broken.
clang! clang! clang!
The supreme power of the ancient holy body was undoubtedly revealed, and the golden-winged Xiaopeng King stood in the forest of swords, with boundless murderous intent in his eyes, and shouted:
"Three thousand swords, chaos in the void!"
As soon as the words fell, the divine swords all screamed, and three thousand golden divine swords shot out in unison. The sword lights intertwined to form a dense and dense network.
But it still didn't work.
Next, Zaniao used the old Peng King's magical weapon that had the power of the great wilderness sealed, but it was still ineffective. Ye Fan took charge of the Cauldron of Mother Qi of All Things and suppressed this dark weapon with so much violence.
At this point, not only Yan Ruyu understood, but Qing Yi also felt that it was only a matter of time before King Xiaopeng was defeated, and he would not go against the will again.
However, Lu Li, who was originally careless, became interested, indicating that the situation was not clear yet. Therefore, even the older generation who were hiding in the void to watch the battle gathered their spirits and stared at the battlefield where the situation was one-sided.
"I am not defeated, everything is not over yet!"
The miserable Golden Winged Peng King roared angrily, his body covered with golden light. Suddenly his body shook, and Ye Fan, who was riding on him and showing off his power, was thrown away.
"This is... Tianpeng Dragon Fighting Technique!"
The Green Dragon King was surprised and showed his figure, trying to stop the battle, but the Peacock King stopped him and smiled and nodded at Lu Li who looked over.
"The seal has not been unlocked. This is using a secret method to activate the Tianpeng Dragon Fighting Technique. It does not violate fairness... In addition, I think the Holy Body has a trump card."
After no longer hiding their figures, a group of great demons appeared, and Taoist Crow was full of expectations. He admired Ye Fan very much, and made no secret of it. He wanted to accept a human disciple, which would be regarded as a good friend of his demon uncle.
While breathing, the golden divine flames around the Golden Winged Peng King burned blazingly, and a dragon figure appeared behind him.
It was a golden divine bird——Peng, entangled with the real dragon. The scene was clearly manifested, emitting supreme pressure and shaking the soul.
"The number of sands in the Ganges..."
Seeing this, Ye Fan whispered.
After another transitional chapter, the young Emperor Ye Tiandi is offline... I always feel a bit watered down, but at this point... Oh, I'll change the map as soon as possible.
(End of chapter)
