Chapter 1202: Eucharist Fighting Tianpeng

The fighting never stopped.

King Xiaopeng roared to move the rivers and mountains, and under the blessing of Tianpeng's extreme speed, he did not know how many times he attacked and killed him, as if he was tireless, or had infinite divine power.

But the fact is cruel...

too weak.

Every attack is too weak.

It is true that ordinary saint-level characters will definitely be prepared to face such a situation, but they are only the four forbidden combat power, and they have not even reached it.

Because of this, it is not enough to compete with the realm when encountering real arrogance and evildoers.

"Have you stopped here?!"

Ye Fan's voice was indifferent. He was like a blade, which became sharper and sharper after being polished.

At this situation, Tsing Yi was surprised and said:

"Why is the Eucharist not injured? Could it be that the ancient Eucharist is almost immortal!!"

As time went by, the demons' confidence in King Xiaopeng became less and less, because this bird man did not crush Ye Fan, and he was still two small realms higher. case...

By the way, it's just that the divine power has been suppressed, and the body is still in a four-pole state!

In an instant, Lu Li became the object of secret observation again, not only because of his vision, but also because of his training.

I saw that Ye Fan increased his speed in an instant, and he was even faster than the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King. As for the result, instead of falling into the disadvantage, he surpassed it!

"Tianpeng's speed is unparalleled in the world, and he is alone in the world. How can he catch up?!"

"There are only a few footwork involving the Great Emperor that can match Tianpeng's extreme speed, and surpass it."

"Xingzimi..."

All the demons were discussing, and figures kept gathering.

Beside her, Yan Ruyu didn't say a word, she felt the extra information from her spiritual consciousness, and quietly comprehended it.

Except for the Douzi secret that God King Taixu had promised not to spread, Lu Li gave everything he got to Yan Ruyu, putting aside his personal affair, and he couldn't ignore Senior Chaos Qinglian's kindness and guidance.

What's more, just based on personal feelings, it is worth giving them all, especially before setting foot in Xiantai, the deeper the natural accumulation, the better.

at the same time.

Ye Fan went berserk, his divine power was overwhelming, his whole body was full of energy, and he covered the sky with his big hands, shaking all the clouds in the sky away, and within a breath, he directly flew the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King away!

At the same time, his hands formed seals, as if he was holding up the sky, and the majestic ancient mountain reappeared, with a majestic power, even better than before, making people unable to help but kneel down.

After a series of blows, the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King seemed unbearable to be humiliated. He let out a long roar, and after stabilizing his body, he went up against the sky, trying to smash the Primordial Demon Mountain.

"I want the ancient holy blood to be shed!"

God's wings hit the sky.

In this regard, Ye Fanyi was not afraid, and continued to condense more marks, colliding with the enemy of life and death.

Ever since, the sky boiled.

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King was like the end of a crossbow. After a moment of bravery, he was smashed and flew upside down. He had to show Tianpeng's real body again.

"For the lineage of the Ancient Saint Physique, the ever-changing fighting holy method is obviously more suitable."

Lu Li whispered, thinking secretly.

It's a pity that Saint Body didn't go to Zishan with him at that time, but it was not a big problem. He was in charge of Lisuolu, plus his own talent, foundation, fate, and the character of Taixu God King, it was almost a certainty that he would be accepted as an apprentice.

Now with the support of other secret methods, King Xiaopeng can only bring enough pressure to Ye Fan, even life and death crisis, only by fighting for his life.

The two fought to the death, and each showed their best methods.

At this moment, Ye Fan has used all kinds of printing techniques to the extreme, riding on the body of the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King.

This scene heralded a complete change in the situation. The Ancient Saint Physique gained the upper hand and suppressed the lawless opponent, which made countless monster races sigh with emotion.

At the same time, Qianzimi, who had been sensing danger, was activated, and Ye Fan's powerful consciousness rushed out, and slashed straight at the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King.

in an instant.

Golden feathers are flying all over the sky.

The Golden Wing Xiaopeng King fled out, leaving a feather coat in Ye Fan's hands. Afterwards, the golden feathers were crushed by the divine sense, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Skinned the bird...

Strange thoughts emerged in the minds of all the monsters around, and those seniors who watched the battle hidden in the void couldn't laugh or cry, and began to discuss when to save King Xiaopeng.

If possible, selling Lao Peng Wang a favor can be regarded as an effort to unite the monster clan.

At this moment, King Gold Wing Xiaopeng, who was the party involved, changed into a human form, with blond hair standing on end, eyes like knives, and with a long howl, he rushed over again.

"Extremely fast transformation! This is the field of supernatural transformation that Tianpeng evolved very quickly. It is almost impossible to survive after being sealed!" Tsing Yi exclaimed, reminding Ye Fan.

But it's a little late.

The Eucharist is brought into the realm.

In contrast, it is obvious that the Underworld Emperor Physique is more worth making friends with. This is beyond doubt, whether it is talent, righteousness, or even strength.

Because of this, King Xiaopeng has been on Tsing Yi's blacklist. Once he loses, he will sit idly by unless the elders are strong enough to protect him. He is even ready to intervene in the battle if Ye Fan loses.

"The blood of the ancient holy body can be drained..."

Almost at the same time, the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King roared indifferently, and blasted forward with a punch. During this period, the killing intent was endless, and the void appeared to be broken!

However, what was surprising was that Ye Fan was not blocked, he came first and punched King Gold Wing Xiaopeng in the face, and a stream of blood spewed out of his mouth.

"you……"

Shocked to speechless.

Not long ago, there was no member of the Yao clan participating in the discussion at Miaoyu Lake in the Holy City, except for Yaoyuekong. Therefore, it is normal to not know that the Eucharist ignores all abnormal appearances and specializes in fancy things.

Facing the retreating King Xiaopeng, Ye Fan launched a combo of attacks, and the big golden hand flew across the air, smashed down on the spot, and covered the head of the miscellaneous bird.

And this is just a prelude.

Next, King Gold Winged Xiaopeng became a sandbag, his body shook violently, and his head buzzed. This meant that he had the blood of a strange beast flowing in his body.

However, the scene is grim.

His hair was disheveled, his body shook again and again, and he was almost hit and fell into the sky.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

The big golden slap swung back and forth, and slapped King Xiaopeng hard on the head, like a scarecrow, blowing him away time and time again.

below.

All the monsters were shocked, Ye Fan not only reversed the situation, but also severely injured the mighty Golden Wing Xiaopeng King, hemoptysis continued!

Lu Li was dissatisfied with this, and secretly sent a voice message to Ye Fan: "It's not over yet, Miscellaneous Bird has an ultimate move that hasn't been used yet, so be careful."

Neither met expectations.

"Roar……"

Not long after, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King screamed again, his hair flying wildly, his roots standing upright, his vigorous body possessed a magical quality, shaking out terrifying waves like a vast ocean, trying to reverse the disadvantage.

Shen Peng spread his wings, but he did not turn around, swept across the rear, his right arm was as heavy as a mountain, and the space was collapsed, it is hard to imagine what kind of mad force this is.

After being reminded, Ye Fan never let go of his vigilance, and kept hitting the golden fist, hitting the arm of the sweeping peng, making a loud clanging sound like striking iron.

The physical body is comparable to a mountain, which is exactly the case. Only by waving his fists and arms at will can distort the space, symbolizing some kind of extreme strength.

However, in Lu Li's eyes, it can only be described as wonderful, far inferior to Beiyuan's rivalry with Wang Teng, and he didn't feel the pressure at the time.

I hope that guy will change soon...

When he was distracted, the sky was raging with strong winds, and King Gold Winged Xiaopeng was hit on half of his body, and was sent flying out again at once. Such a heavy blow clearly showed everyone:

Since the Eucharist is called the Immortal Golden Body, there is a reason for it, not all cats and dogs can touch porcelain.

The miscellaneous bird stood firm for a while, and finally couldn't take it anymore. It spurted golden blood wildly from its mouth, its hair was loose, and it almost fell into the void.

Of course, since Lu Li said that he didn't do his best and that he hadn't used his trump card yet, he wouldn't be indiscriminate. Ye Fan has a deep understanding of how miraculous the Sky Eye is.

After a while, the Golden Winged Xiaopeng King, with the help of wildness and unyielding will, temporarily broke away from the continuous killing from the Eucharist, murderous intent was revealed in his eyes, and he began to counterattack almost crazily, his body burned with blazing fire, trying to get rid of this disadvantage.

One is the ancient sacrament, and there are more than one of the legendary nine secrets in practice, and the other is the descendant of the Shenpeng who can fight the real dragon, and the realm is better than the former.

Therefore, such a fierce confrontation is almost invisible to the younger generation. Yan Ruyu is not obsessed with cultivation, more precisely, she is not in a hurry. After recovering, she stares at the sky seriously.

The two bodies represent the ultimate strength, like the tip of a needle against a wheat awn. Ye Fan's power is inexhaustible, his aura is getting stronger and stronger, and his mastery of the Nine Secrets is becoming more and more proficient.

The invincible Golden Wing Xiaopeng King seems to hold his breath, but in fact he is far from reaching his limit. After all, he is a descendant of Shenpeng who can fight the real dragon, and his vitality is indeed amazing enough.

Even Lu Li admitted early on that this guy is a character, at least in Donghuang——

The premise is not to provoke Fluctlight, Jiang Yifei and other existences who also practice multiple imperial arts.

This group of talents really has the qualifications to fight for the top of the emperor's road, but because of the particularity of their exercises, they choose to keep a low profile, even if they are fighting with others, they hide it very deeply.

"One hundred and eight thousand swords!"

The sound pierced gold and cracked stones, shaking the sky, causing many people's eardrums to hurt.

At this moment, in this piece of heaven and earth, a shocking murderous intent emerged, and one after another sword lights shot up into the sky, as if endless volcanoes were erupting, rushing to the sky!

Under the sky, there are divine swords like a forest, lined up in the sky, each one is several feet long, the sword edge is cold, standing upright towards the sky, the light is bright, and the murderous aura reaches the sky.

One hundred and eight thousand swords!

Each one is refined from the feathers of the Shenpeng, and they are all breathing out dazzling sword energy, sharp and dazzling, and breathtaking.

"When the ancient emperor was young, I don't know whether he had cut the ancient sacred body. Maybe I will create a feat and let the holy blood pave the way for my emperor!"

King Gold Wing Xiaopeng has a strong figure, blond hair fluttering in a mess without wind, and his eyes are full of wildness and murderous aura.

Ye Fan was in the sword forest, facing the endless sword glow, feeling the piercing murderous aura, he still had no fear, he didn't even take out the Vulcan furnace.

After all... Regarding this battle, my brother has high hopes for himself, and it would be best not to use foreign objects.

"When confronting physically, I can suppress you, and I can still trample you under my feet now!"

The holy body looked indifferent, and his words were full of strong self-confidence, which made the older generation of monsters look sideways.

As proud as a peacock king, he also admired it.

"It seems that the golden-winged Xiaopeng King can no longer maintain his aloofness. He was completely at a disadvantage in the physical confrontation, and had to sacrifice his life and soul to cultivate the Pengyu Sword."

"Wait and see, this move is not just a random golden feather. According to legend, it needs to be sacrificed with the feathers of the god Peng. It is one of the most powerful killing skills of the Tianpeng clan!"

"The Pengyu sword is a legendary thing that bears the imprint of racial inheritance. With the guidance of the old Peng Wang, it is hard to estimate how much damage it will have!"

Many monster 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 Eucharist could create miracles.

Because he represents the Underworld Emperor Body, he must also possess other incredible divine arts.

Yan Ruyu looked calm, and said: "Once the Peng Yu sword is successful, one hundred and eight thousand divine peng feathers will come out, and the sky will be shaken. He may be qualified to embark on that path."

"It's far away." Lu Li shook his head.

Since I didn't want to hurt her, I didn't say too much. It's too early to talk about the truth of Dilu with such a state and background...

And in the sky, the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King stood with his hands behind his back, regaining his confidence, his body like a heavenly sword unsheathed.

"A thousand feathers and a thousand swords, cut!"

The sword glow struck, splitting the sky and the earth.

Without any hesitation or wordiness, Ye Fan was instantly submerged below.

The rays of light are dazzling, each path is as thick as a bucket, and its sharpness is unparalleled, rushing towards it like a dragon, invincible, as if it can penetrate the sky.

Amidst the horrifying and destructive atmosphere, Ye Fan opened and closed, transformed into a god of war, bathed in divine brilliance, hitting the sky tremblingly, no matter how many swords he shattered, they all shattered.

clang! clang! clang!

The supreme power of the ancient holy body was undoubtedly revealed, and the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King stood in the sword forest, with boundless killing intent in his eyes, and shouted:

"Three thousand swords, chaotic void!"

As the words fell, the divine swords blared, and three thousand golden divine swords shot out in unison. The sword glow intertwined, forming a dense and dense net.

But still didn't work.

Next, Miscellaneous Bird sacrificed the Laopeng King's divine weapon, which was sealed with the might of the Great Desolation, but it still didn't work. Ye Fan took control of the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things, and firmly suppressed this fierce black weapon.

At this point, not only Yan Ruyu understands, but Tsing Yi also feels that Xiaopeng King's defeat is only a matter of time, and will not go against the sky again.

However, Lu Li, who was originally casual, became interested, indicating that the situation was not yet clear. Therefore, even the older generation who were hiding in the void to watch the battle raised their spirits and stared at the battlefield where the situation was overwhelming.

"I am not defeated, everything is not over yet!"

The appalling Golden Winged Xiaopeng King yelled angrily, his whole body shot into the sky with golden light, and suddenly his body shook, and Ye Fan, who was riding on him and showing his mighty power, was thrown away.

"This is... Tianpeng Fighting Dragon Art!"

Surprised, the Blue Flood King showed his figure and wanted to stop the battle, but the Peacock King stopped him and smiled at Lu Li who was looking over.

"The seal was not broken. This is a secret method to activate the Tianpeng Fighting Dragon Art, which is not a violation of fairness... Besides, I think the holy body has a trump card."

After he no longer concealed his figure, a group of big monsters manifested, Taoist Crow was full of anticipation, he admired Ye Fan very much, he made no secret of it, and wanted to accept a human apprentice, so he could be considered as a good friend of his own monster son-in-law.

While breathing, the gold-winged Xiaopeng King's body was burning with golden flames, and a picture of fighting a dragon appeared behind him.

It was a golden divine bird——Peng, who was entangled with the real dragon. The scene was clearly manifested, emitting supreme coercion, shaking the soul.

"The number of sands in the Ganges River..."

Seeing this, Ye Fan whispered.

After one more chapter, the young Ye Tiandi will be offline... I always feel a little watery, but I'm writing here... Sigh, change the map as soon as possible.