"Bah bang bang!..."
Ji Yiyun retracted his legs and grabbed the golden-winged Xiaopeng. He slapped him one slap after another, covering his face with his left and right bows, and then threw him out and smashed him to the ground.
"boom!"
A roc bird fell from the sky, smashed the earth, and a deep pit appeared. The roc's blood dyed the earth red, and there were little golden divine flowers flowing, which was horrible to watch.
In an instant, the tenacious Golden-winged Xiaopeng King soared into the sky from the deep pit. His body healed quickly, and then only blood stains were left on his body.
"You...come...come...ah!"
The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King stared at Ji Yiyun and wished he could eat him. Ji Yiyun didn't care how much he hated him, he waved his hand and chuckled, then raised his hand and hooked his fingers, making him angry to death.
"Pfft!" The Golden-winged Little Peng King was still injured, and he was so angry that he was bleeding and his golden pupils were smoking.
"Ah...I will kill you even if I risk my life!" The Golden Winged Peng King could hardly control his anger and was about to explode on the spot, his chest heaving.
"The Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Technique—the first move!" The Golden-winged Little Peng King shouted, his blood-stained golden hair dancing wildly, as if he had turned into a Heavenly Demon God, and his divine light shot into the sky!
The golden Tianpeng that Ji Yiyun exploded appeared again, but it was smaller by countless times and completely merged with him. He himself became the carrier of Tao and evolved the Heavenly Demon Slaying Holy Art.
A golden divine roc appeared between his eyebrows, lifelike. He spread out his hands and shook, and the earth under the sky suddenly cracked. Its combat power was even better than the previous Tianpeng Bolong Holy Technique, and it was extremely powerful.
"Have you finally used the desperate technique? I'm getting impatient if you don't use it again!"
Ji Yiyun finally felt the pressure and began to get excited. He put away his playful smile and his eyes became sharp. He moved his hands with a smile and evolved Tai Chi's yin and yang. The yin and yang were reversed, and the two qi flowed between the fists.
"Oh my god, it's really the Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Technique! But can the Golden-winged Little Peng King really defeat that demon-like person?"
A young monk exclaimed, but said with some uncertainty, after all, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King had been pressed and beaten by Ji Yiyun, and he could hardly lift his head.
"Should we be able to defeat that person, right? According to legend, this is the supreme holy technique created specifically for slaughtering saints!"
Another young monk pointed at the Golden Winged Peng King and said. But it’s hard to say it all. I have broken the golden-winged Xiaopeng King’s peerless magic several times before.
"The Golden-winged Little Peng King was baptized by Tianpeng's true blood, but was suppressed by that person's body at will. It's terrible. I think even if the Golden-winged Little Peng King possesses this kind of supreme holy art, it's a bit doubtful." A person said a little bit said the wise young man.
Fenghuang made good friends with the Golden-winged Little Peng King, and her horse also accidentally learned at the party that the Golden-winged Little Peng King had baptized his body with Tianpeng's true blood. This was to strengthen his body and enable him to practice Heavenly Demon Slayer. Holy secret.
"boom!"
Ji Yiyun evolved Tai Chi's yin and yang two poles with the word "Dou". His hands shook, one hand held yin, and the other held yang. The earth trembled, and the peaks collapsed. He raised his combat power without any visible divine power or blood to an extreme. His body was purple-gold. The blood was drawn but not released, and the divine power disappeared in a flash at the edge of the fist!
"Boom..."
A vague Tai Chi diagram covers both fists, with the right fist as yang and the left fist as yin. As Ji Yiyun slides his hands, the two yin and yang complement each other. The two qi of Tai Chi, yin and yang, flow on the fuzzy Tai Chi diagram, accumulating the Qi of Taichu and flowing. The whole world is wailing with great energy!
Ji Yiyun's hands vibrated together to separate the yin and yang, and the Tai Chi yin and yang diagram disappeared. With a wave of his right hand, the anode penetrated the sky and the earth, and the sun's divine flame spurted out. The obscured Tai Chi yin and yang diagram instantly became larger as the anode flew out, covering the cathode and the flying yang in Ji Yiyun's left hand. The anode that emerged continued to expand, as if it was blooming in the ultimate sublimation.
"Bang!"
The anode carried the sun flame to burn through the void, directly destroying the first form of the Heavenly Demon Slayer Holy Technique, and then destroyed an arm of the Golden Winged Peng King, and the sun flame continued to burn in his flesh and blood.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King suddenly fell to the ground with a ferocious face. He spit out golden blood and was vaporized by the sun god's flame. His body twisted and trembled. The golden demon power surged to extinguish the sun god flame, but the demon power was ignited by the sun god flame. He had no choice but to do so. I was able to recover after cutting off the remaining half of my arm.
"Sure enough, the Heavenly Demon Slaughter Saint Technique that can kill the saint was directly destroyed. The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was helpless. That person is too terrifying."
The young monk who was not optimistic that the Golden-winged Little Peng King could win showed an expression that was indeed true, but then he was even more shocked.
The Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Technique has a strong name. It was created by the saints of the Tianpeng clan. It appeared specifically for the saints of the murderous clan. In those ancient times, it became a blood-red terror. When talking about this holy technique, no one on the earth will change their color. It It should have disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years, and was buried in the dust of history. I never thought that it would be born again today.
However, he was punched to death by a young man in Tsing Yi with no reputation, who had no ability to resist. It was so sad!
"Wow...cough..." The Golden Winged Peng King vomited golden blood, then coughed up blood continuously, and his arm was healing rapidly.
The golden light of his majestic body flowed, his eyes flashed wildly, and an indomitable will shook the earth, and he continued to rise into the sky, staring at Ji Yiyun.
The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King couldn't understand that even his last desperate attack on the Heavenly Demon Slaying Holy Art did not shake Ji Yiyun in the slightest. Instead, he continued to be hung up and beaten. In the end, he paid a heavy price and his origin was almost damaged. If it hadn't been for the last person to withdraw. He had already been hammered away by the secret technique. Thinking of this, the Golden Winged Peng King felt dusty in his heart.
"Chicken, please continue your performance!"
Ji Yiyun felt the ups and downs of the Golden Winged Peng King's emotions, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.
"I give up! I feel that even if I use the next few moves of the Heavenly Demon Slaying Holy Art, I will not be your opponent. I can't see through your cultivation level at all. You must have completed the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm or above. Wait until my cultivation level improves." Fight with you!"
The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King regained his arrogant and unruly expression, staring at Ji Yiyun and said.
Ji Yiyun was a little speechless. He directly thought that my cultivation level was higher than yours, and it could also improve morale. He glanced at the arrogant Golden-winged Xiaopeng. He didn't want to explain anything to him, but after thinking about it, he felt it was inappropriate. It's so good. Where can I find the tools to improve my understanding of the secrets much faster than just wondering on my own?
On Earth, the Kunlun Fairy Mountain monsters and the Western Vatican monks were not trained at all, only the body's secret method was crushed, so they said: "My cultivation will not be a little bit higher than yours. If you are afraid, I don't have to use the last move to fight with you." How about you fight?"
When the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King heard these words, his face turned blue and white. He knew that Ji Yiyun didn't bother to lie at all. It turned out that these were all his own imagination, which made it difficult for him to accept this fact.
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