Chapter 699 Strong Suppression

The extreme confrontation between the two sides was a shocking duel, but in the blink of an eye, the two sides had fought for hundreds of rounds. The garden where the two sides were in, except for the lake, was completely destroyed, which alarmed everyone in the Suzaku Hall.

The people who can walk in the Vermilion Bird Hall are all powerful men with great background in the Eastern Desolation and Southern Regions. Among them, there are many figures of the emperor level, and there are also many holy sons, young masters, and beauties from the Southern Regions. But at this moment, all these prominent figures felt a little horrified, and even a little bit unbelievable, that someone would dare to start such a big battle in the Suzaku Palace.

"clang--"

When the battle between the two sides reached the 500th round, Ye Zhong blasted out with a powerful punch. There was a trace of real dragon supernatural power in the peak of the fist, and the punch burst out with dragon aura soaring to the sky. It was just a simple punch, which directly caused a crack to appear on the purple cauldron above Xin Jinpeng's head, making the sound of cracking.

"What!?" Xin Jinpeng was shocked, this big cauldron was his protection, more precious than the red bronze mirror just now, but at this moment it was actually cracked by Ye Zhong's punch, which made him very speechless.

You must know that the tripod is the strongest defensive power among all weapons. Generally speaking, even if he is a strong person in the king realm of the fifth shrine, his tripod cannot be damaged at all.

However, the reality is like this, it makes people vomit blood. Ye Zhong didn't activate other artifacts, forbidden weapons, extreme holy weapons, etc., but relied on a golden fist peak to activate a trace of dragon-like power. With a breath, a crack appeared in the cauldron.

The cyan dragon aura was like a sea, and with Ye Zhong's punch, it once again disappeared towards the place below. Xin Jinpeng's face changed drastically. At this moment, he was so pressured by the dragon that he vomited blood and had to fly backwards.

"Is this the so-called Young Supreme of the Yaozu?"

Ye Zhong spoke indifferently, like a young god king walking in the world. He walked slowly, his whole body was golden, and he released a golden light, which made people look up. At this moment, there is still dragon aura soaring to the sky behind him, and these dragon auras are transformed by real dragon supernatural powers, which are even more astonishing than the emperor's dragon aura.

The blow just now almost shattered Xin Jinpeng's belief in victory and invincibility. At this moment, he looked at Ye Zhong's figure from a distance, his expression extremely ugly.

"True Dragon Technique!?" He gritted his teeth, and an unbelievable expression appeared in his eyes. What kind of opportunity does this Ye Zhong have? Not only does he have the Suzaku Technique, but he even has the True Dragon Technique at this moment. It is simply speechless.

"I don't believe it anymore! Kill!" Xin Jinpeng went berserk. At this point in the battle, there was no way out. If he retreated, he might be killed immediately.

"boom--"

Ye Chonglong's fist burst out, and the golden light on the surface of his body made him look like a young god king, descending from the sky with a destructive power, his fist burst out directly, and landed on the big purple cauldron again.

"Crack——"

This time, the purple cauldron trembled slightly, and then directly collapsed at an unimaginable speed. On the other hand, Xin Jinpeng let out a scream, and his figure flew straight out, with strands of blood pouring out of his mouth.

Such a blow can definitely injure him seriously. How powerful is a punch containing the supernatural power of a real dragon. It can easily smooth a mountain. Without the protection of the ancient tripod, Xin Jinpeng is equivalent to eating it with his body down.

Ye Zhong gained power with one punch and did not stop. The dragon aura shot up to the sky behind him, blasting out with every punch, and soon, the infinite dragon aura filled the whole world, permeating every inch of space.

Xin Jinpeng put his hands in front of his chest, but it collapsed on the spot, even his chest exploded, criss-cross wounds appeared on his body surface, countless cracks appeared, and traces of blood gushed out.

"Actually, I'm curious. There was no enmity between you and me. Why did you attack my Butian Sect disciple?" Ye Zhong said indifferently while making a move.

"Do you ever remember that you once beheaded a Sun Jinpeng on the ancient battlefield of the Western Wilderness that day." Xin Jinpeng grinned, but the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and the smile was cruel at the moment.

"Even so, you can just come to me, why bother to find someone irrelevant?" Ye Zhong frowned, he had really forgotten about this matter, and he didn't have any impression.

Xin Jinpeng laughed cruelly, and said: "I just want to kill everyone around you, and I will kill you at the end. In this way, you will regret why you provoked my Sun Jinpeng clan! What's more, your Sun Dao Sutra, I'm very interested!"

"So that's the case. The previous ones are all excuses. Is the last sentence the true heart?" Ye Zhong broke out and smashed all of Xin Jinpeng's defenses with his true dragon power. His last kick fell from the sky and landed on Xin Jinpeng's body with overwhelming force. On the chest, he stepped on the ground directly.

"puff--"

Following the fall of Ye Zhong's foot, Xin Jinpeng's figure fell directly to the ground, and a big hole appeared in his chest, which almost made him lose the strength to vomit blood.

"Young Supreme of the Yaozu, is that all he has?" Ye Zhong looked down at Xin Jinpeng with a calm expression, without any sarcasm, but it was these calm words that destroyed Xin Jinpeng's last confidence and dignity.

This scene was blood-stained, and instantly suppressed all the strong men in the entire Suzaku Palace, whether it was the emperor, the holy son, the young master, or the beauties, all of them turned pale at this moment, and their expressions were extremely ugly.

The bloody scene is more powerful than any legend. If there were people who doubted Ye Zhong's combat power before, then the bloody scene in front of him explained everything. The majestic young master of the Sun Jinpeng Clan in the Eastern Wasteland, the rising young supreme, was stepped on by Ye Zhong just like that.

And the most important thing is that this time, Ye Zhong didn't provoke the Heavenly Tribulation to kill him, he didn't motivate the holy soldiers in his hands, and he didn't use the slightest external force. With his own strength, he smashed everything in front of him with a destructive attitude.

Invincible in the same generation! This kind of general trend is created with both hands, not blown out!

Looking at the scene in front of them, many people understood almost instantly how heavy the pressure of the words "invincible in the same generation" carried. Facing such pressure, many people may not even have the courage to act!

The several holy sons and young masters headed by Wu Tian all had white faces, standing in the distance with fear and anxiety, very disturbed.

Only Feng Wan'er, the princess of the Feng clan, was fine. She was confident that Ye Zhong would not dare to do anything to her, so at this moment she had a sigh, as if lamenting the passing of Xin Jinpeng.

As for those strong men who hadn't participated in the garden affairs before, all of them looked shocked at the moment, they didn't dare to approach at all, and watched this scene from a distance, with a somewhat numb expression on their faces.

The ground was blood red. At this moment, Xin Jinpeng's limbs were broken, his internal organs were shattered, and blood was sprinkled all over the ground. Ye Zhong fell down again, ready to know his life directly.

"No! You can't kill me! I am the young master of the Donghuang Sun Jinpeng Clan. If you kill me, you will become an enemy of my entire monster clan!" Xin Jinpeng yelled, struggling violently, but it was useless at all, because Ye Zhong lowered his foot slowly at this moment, and his eyes were so determined that it almost made people despair.

Everyone's scalp was numb, and the corners of their eyes were twitching wildly. In their case, even if they could defeat Xin Jinpeng, would they have the courage to kill him directly? As Xin Jinpeng said, if he was killed, it would be equivalent to making an enemy of the entire Eastern Wilderness Monster Clan. This kind of thing, not to mention the king, even the real emperor, few are willing to do it.

But Ye Zhong was different. He was already the enemy of the whole world. As the saying goes, there is no need to worry about debts. At this moment, he didn't care at all. Instead, he directly suppressed Xin Jinpeng forcefully and wanted to kill Xin Jinpeng.

Seeing that Ye Zhong was unmoved at all, Xin Jinpeng's face was even more distorted when he pressed down on the soles of his feet, and he yelled bitterly: "I don't want to! I won't die! The demon sage of my family descends, borrowing the power of heaven, let me twist the universe!"

As Xin Jinpeng's figure fell, more than one-third of his whole body dried up in an instant, as if blood essence disappeared out of thin air, and at this moment, a strange smoothness appeared on his body surface, with a kind of Far beyond the coercion of the emperor.

"There was a saint in this family?" Ye Zhong frowned, his expression was a bit ugly, Xin Jinpeng's ancestors must have been sanctified, so there was such a successor in his blood.

"Om—"

At this moment, Ye Zhong didn't hold back his hand, but directly sacrificed the extreme holy weapon Benyue sword, and pieces of sword light scattered, suppressing the surface of Xin Jinpeng's body, and suppressing the saint's coercion emanating from his body directly suppressed.

At this moment, Xin Jinpeng only had a trace of the coercion of the saint emanating from his body. Although it was very terrifying, the Benyue Sword that Ye Zhong sacrificed was half an extreme holy weapon, not inferior at all. Moreover, the status of the two sides is different, and the outcome is determined early.

With a sound of "Boom", under the suppression of Ben Yuejian's sword light, Xin Jinpeng didn't even have time to let out a scream, and directly turned into dust and dissipated completely.

"Who is it! Kill my descendants without leaving any room!" A majestic voice suddenly came out in midair, and a drop of blood in the void released immeasurable divine light. It is in this drop of blood that there is a trace of the coercion of a saint, which is the inheritance of the Jinpeng family of the Sun.

"It's me." Ye Zhong suspended the Benyue sword above his head. At this moment, he was staring at the mid-air with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, and he was not afraid.

"good."

An indifferent good word came out, and immediately I saw the light above the drop of blood brighten instantly, and it directly turned into a golden eagle claw, with overwhelming power, it came out to suppress and kill the place below. Destroy everything and turn it into ashes.

At this moment, the sky and the earth trembled. Although it wasn't a sage's attack, it wasn't much worse.