"You...ahhh!..."
The Golden Winged Peng King roared angrily, but it did not help. All that was left was the pain of being beaten wildly and the suffocated and violent anger in his heart. Deep in his heart, the idea of destroying both the jade and the stone emerged.
Now, Ji Yiyun has a master-level physique and teaches the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King how to behave in minutes. He raised his hand to block him, but Ji Yiyun even broke his arm bones with a hammer.
"Crack!"
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer. His arm bones were broken and tendons were broken, his face bones were cracking, and blood was spurting from his mouth. Ji Yiyun held down the blasting hammer.
"Kill..." Even so, the Golden Winged Peng King was still roaring, with golden blood dripping down his face. His arm healed quickly and then he counterattacked frantically, trying to kill Ji Yiyun.
"puff!"
Ji Yiyun directly grabbed one of the Golden Winged Little Peng King's arms and tore it off. Golden blood spurted out. The Golden Winged Little Peng King was gritting his teeth with teeth that didn't exist. He was roaring like a wounded lone wolf, enduring the suffering of ordinary people. Unbearable pain.
"ah……"
The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King raised his other arm and raised his fist to meet Ji Yiyun's fist. However, Ji Yiyun punched him so hard that his bones shattered and he screamed in pain.
The Golden Winged Peng King roared angrily, opened his mouth and spat out a golden aura. With a "pop" sound, the void was as tattered as window paper.
Ji Yiyun was unmoved and did not retreat. He raised his eyebrows and turned his fist into a palm, covering the flying golden edge and pressing it directly back into the mouth of the Golden Winged Peng King.
"Crack!"
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's mouth was cut to pieces by the sharp edge he spat out. Large areas of blood rained out, and the sound of bones breaking when the sharp edge was cut was heard.
"puff!"
Ji Yiyun grabbed the last arm of the Golden Winged Peng King, twisted it and broke it, and then pulled it, the arm was separated from the body. The white bone stubble and the spurting blood splashed on his own body, making him crawl like a hell. It looks like an evil ghost coming out.
"boom!"
Ji Yiyun punched out, causing the chest of the Golden Winged Peng King to collapse, making a terrifying sound of bone cracking.
The Golden Winged Peng King was beaten into a human shape and flew away upside down. His majestic body lost both arms and he was almost unable to resist, but at this moment he laughed cruelly.
Incomparably arrogant and cold, shocking to the soul, like the god of hell opening the shackles and breaking out, he said in a cold voice: "I finally succeeded, the Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Technique——the fourth style!"
At this moment, Fenghuang and her group of horses were all palpitating, as if they had arrived at the end of the world and were about to die. Everyone was trembling, and many people almost fell to the ground and wanted to kneel down.
In the endless mountains, all the birds and beasts lay on the ground, trembling all over, worshiping in this direction!
"Not bad, not bad! I didn't waste my efforts to beat you up!"
Ji Yiyun felt this aura, but he smiled happily. He did not continue to step forward and beat him. Instead, he appeared in the sky with seven-star steps and watched the Golden Winged Peng King perform the fourth form of the Heavenly Demon Slaying Holy Technique. There was a sense of accomplishment in my heart.
"Now you have to pay the price for your arrogance and contempt! You can't escape!" Wang Senhan, the golden-winged Xiaopeng, was extremely cold. Ji Yiyun was completely speechless when he heard this. If I give you some color, you will open a dyeing workshop?
One after another, phantoms flew from the endless sky and submerged into his body. Two light arms appeared at the broken parts of his arms, lifelike and even more powerful.
"Ancestors from ancient times, listen to my call, the heavenly demon comes to the world, becomes one with me, and kills all the saints!"
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's voice was low, and Senhan's words like a magic spell resounded throughout the world, causing the endless mountains to rumble and shake.
A group of Wind Phoenix horses were all shocked. What kind of unparalleled holy art is the Heavenly Demon Slaughter Holy Art? Why is it so weird!
"boom"
Terrifying fluctuations, like endless volcanoes erupting, like tsunamis sweeping across the sky in all directions, the sky and the earth are roaring! A terrifying scene appeared, one after another tall and burly figures descended, joining together with the Golden Winged Peng King.
Around him, reliefs appeared one after another, exuding an atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes, as if he had returned to ancient times.
"What is that?" Fenghuang, who was standing in the void, couldn't help but exclaimed.
The Golden Winged Peng King merged with those majestic figures, and his arms seemed to be regenerated. They were very real and full of powerful power.
Around him, some reliefs were stained with blood, which were very scary and seemed to be telling a story from the past.
"Qiang!"
A golden battle suit covered his body, and a scepter appeared, making him look like a supreme king.
"boom!"
More horrific scenes appeared, with figures around him, and horrific scenes that happened in ancient times reappeared in the human world through time and space.
"The Heavenly Demon Slaughter Saint Jue has a demonic surname. It summons the ancient heroic spirits of the Tianpeng tribe and recreates the scene of the past!" Someone said.
"Those are ancient saints who fell in a pool of blood..." someone said.
"The fourth move of the Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Jue is very scary! But I still don't think that the Golden-winged Little Peng King can win!" said the unsociable young man.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King was covered by his battle clothes, with only a pair of golden pupils exposed. He was breathtaking, and his whole body was shrouded in golden divine clothes.
Beside him, there were figures whose hearts were pierced by golden scepters, people whose heads were torn off by Tianpeng, and bodies lying at his feet... Those were all ancient saints, all lying in a pool of blood. On the ground, countless years ago, he died under the Heavenly Demon Slaughter Holy Technique.
"boom!"
The Golden-winged Peng King waved his golden scepter and charged towards the bloody star field cage that enveloped him. Endless terror filled the air. He was like a god, and every move he made was in accordance with the laws of the great avenue!
"boom!"
The phantoms of the sun, moon and stars in the bloody star field were shattered piece by piece, and the Kaiyang Blood Star was shaking continuously and was about to break apart. If it was hit hard, the Kaiyang Star's body cracked and flew out in an instant, but it was not directly broken.
"It's too scary. This is just the fourth move of the Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Technique. There are five more moves behind it. No wonder he dares to use the word "Slaying Saint" in his name! But can he really defeat that person?" Even with such a terrifying Heavenly Demon, The fourth form of the Demon Slayer Holy Technique appeared, and a group of young monks still had questions in their minds.
"The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King can only use the first four moves. It is indeed enough to look down on his peers, but it is probably a bit of a stretch to defeat the young man in Tsing Yi!" The young man who had always supported Ji Yiyun to win also said with some uncertainty. .
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's eyes were as cold as ice. He held the scepter and strode out of the broken shadow star field of the sun, moon and stars. His eyes were extremely cold, like a wolf staring at Ji Yiyun and said: "You can still keep your Contempt?"
"Don't talk so much, just come and fight here!" Ji Yiyun pointed at his face and said with a smile.
"boom!"
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King waved his scepter down, and the golden scepter split the sky. With every step he took, the heaven and earth moved with him.
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