The golden-winged Xiaopeng rushed forward, swung his staff with a death wish, and smashed it down with the force of the vast sea. Ji Yiyun finally grasped the true meaning of the sword.
Ji Yiyun's eyes were bright, and the scene of disillusionment of the sun, moon and stars flashed in his pupils. What destroyed the stars was a grass, and that grass was an indestructible sword. The sun, moon and stars were destroyed with a slight swing of it.
Every leaf is filled with the laws of swordsmanship. Shaking the leaves causes stars to break. This grass is the shape of a great avenue.
"Qiang!"
Ji Yiyun gently raised the three-foot sword shadow. Only the edge of the sword shadow shone brightly, and the sword energy had already struck the golden-winged Xiaopeng King's scepter. This is to replace defense with offense, which is unparalleledly fast and crosses the boundaries of space.
"Crack!"
The scepter in the hand of the Golden-winged Little Peng was broken by the sword energy, and the Golden-winged Little Peng flew upside down again, and the light in his eyes completely dimmed.
"What? This...how is it possible that the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King used the fourth form of the Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Jue's scepter, but it couldn't block a sword energy!" Fenghuang and her group of horses were extremely shocked.
"boom!"
The golden-winged small peng crashed to the ground, causing a cloud of dust to fly, but he instantly rushed up again and continued to charge towards Ji Yiyun, turning into a golden light and shooting straight at him.
"Snapped!"
Ji Yiyun raised his hand and slapped it down, and the golden light dispersed. The Golden Winged Peng King fell from the void and was directly knocked over. His blond hair was scattered, his eyes were dull, and he continued to rise into the sky.
"Ah...why?"
The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King cried out sadly, with blood and tears flowing from his eyes. A sense of depression filled the air, and his whole body was exhausted. The Golden-winged Xiaopeng did not rush forward again, as if asking Ji Yiyun why he didn't kill him.
"Snapped!"
What responded to him was a big slap from Ji Yiyun, and then he lifted it up into the sky and hit the ground. The golden-winged Xiaopeng lay under the deep pit, and then rose into the sky. At this time, his arm healed automatically, but his face was red and swollen on both sides. Teeth are missing.
Everyone was stunned. The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King had been at a disadvantage from the beginning to the end. Ji Yiyun never made a killing move. The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King used all his methods. In the end, he didn't even have a chance to make a comeback. Now All he could do was to die.
For the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, this is a life-and-death battle, which represents his current peak life-and-death showdown. However, he is defeated and defeated. He can't even burn jade and stone together. His Taoist heart is completely defeated, and his life has become dim and colorless. Light.
Ji Yiyun's green clothes are not stained with blood, and his mind is calm. He stands in the void holding a three-foot sword shadow in his hand. He calmly looks at the grief and pain of the Golden Winged Little Peng King shedding blood and tears. The shadow of the sword in his hand dissipates, and the sharpness in his body is restrained, just like a mortal scholar. , Fenghuang and a group of horse boys were frightened by him.
"The Golden-Winged Little Peng King has been defeated. How I wish he could defeat that person, but the facts are in front of us and we can't help him at all!" A young monk said with a frustrated face.
"The enemy! A golden-winged little roc who is determined to embark on the path of the great emperor, is defeated without any suspense, which is really disappointing!" Some young monks could only sigh with emotion after the matter had come to this.
"I said from the beginning that the Golden Winged Peng King would definitely lose. You didn't believe it at that time, but now you have nothing to say!" said the young monk who was sure that Ji Yiyun would win soon after the battle began.
Everyone was silent, and no one stood up to refute him. Even the arrogant Golden Winged Peng King fell to such an end. It was such a miserable defeat.
The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was originally a top figure of the younger generation. He was born as a young man with a majestic head and a strong and domineering figure. He traveled across the Eastern Wilderness for more than ten years and was invincible among his peers. However, in the end, he was so tragic that his Taoist heart collapsed and he had the will to die.
"Since you have won, can you please show mercy for my sake and stop humiliating Brother Peng?"
Fenghuang's watery eyes were full of shock. She could hardly believe all this. The unruly Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was so completely defeated. She quickly flew to block in front of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King. Fenghuang looked at it. Ji Yiyun frowned slightly and said.
Ji Yiyun felt a little strange after hearing Feng Huang's words. He was not ready to take action at first. He just wanted to teach the Golden Winged Little Peng King a lesson and gain enlightenment through battle.
Looking at the graceful and graceful Fenghuang, who stood tall and graceful, surrounded by five-colored rays of light and wearing a phoenix mask, Ji Yiyun didn't say anything. There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he raised his hand and slapped it down.
Fenghuang was startled, an angry look appeared in Danfeng's eyes, her slender jade hands were wrapped with five-color glow, and she slapped Ji Yiyun at will to stop him, but she could not catch Ji Yiyun's attack trajectory at all.
"Snapped!"
A big slap followed the trajectory of the Seven Kills Dao Fist, passed over Fenghuang Jade's hand, and slapped the Golden Winged Little Peng King directly on the face, knocking him over and hitting the ground. The ground trembled and sand flew.
"Why are you so rude!" Feng Huang said angrily, raising his jade finger to point at Ji Yiyun, Miaoman's body was shaking with anger.
"Discourteous? How much is your face worth to me?"
Ji Yiyun was happy when he heard this. When Fenghuang was looking at Kongcheng, he pretended to be giving alms to Ji Yiyun, and now he asked him to give him some face. If she hadn't had no conflict with him and was still a woman, that slap would have been on Ji Yiyun's face. on her face.
The group of Fenghuang horses were silent, and no one dared to come forward to persuade them. They did not dare to offend Ji Yiyun at all, especially the young monk who had said that he would let Ji Yiyun work for their Wind Clan to repay Ye Fan's millions of kilograms. Han Chan was miserable, with a bitter look on his face.
"You... aren't you afraid that the Wind Clan and King Lao Peng will come to settle the score with you later?"
Fenghuang's chest was heaving and her emotions fluctuated violently. She had always been admired by the stars. Whenever someone dared to do this to her, she would threaten her.
Ji Yiyun had no scruples, and glanced deeply at Feng Huang for a few times, then nodded and said: "She is very beautiful, but it's a pity that she was spoiled. What a proud little Phoenix!"
"What do you mean? Speak clearly!" The five-colored glow in Fenghuang's eyes flashed away, and then the intense emotional fluctuations returned to calm, and finally became calm and composed. She glanced at Ji Yiyun lightly.
"Don't you understand? I said that you are as pampered as the Golden-winged Little Peng King, with your eyes directly above your head." Ji Yiyun's expression moved slightly, but soon became calm and composed, a smile appeared on his delicate face, and he looked at the wind Huang said.
"Really? If you want to kill Brother Peng, I won't stop you anymore, please do it yourself!" Fenghuang turned around and left indifferently, flying towards her group of horses, her cold words floated over.
Ji Yiyun shook his head and smiled, without saying anything else. He turned to look at the Golden-winged Little Peng King lying under the deep pit. The Golden-winged Little Peng King noticed Ji Yiyun's eyes, and then shot up into the sky with a whoosh.
"I lost...please kill me! I want to die in your hands."
The majestic body and armor of the Golden Winged Peng King was broken, and his golden hair was stained with blood. There were still blood and tears on his face, his eyes were dim, and he looked like he had no hope of life. He flew to Ji Yiyun and just wanted to die.
Ji Yiyun ignored him and instead turned to look into the void. He said calmly: "Senior Peng King, won't you come out and persuade him?"
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