Chapter 260 108,000 Swords

It is a razor-sharp golden divine sword, each of which is emitting sword beams and rushing up into the sky.

One hundred and eight thousand swords!

Yuankong, many people are horrified, this kind of sword forest, anyone who is trapped in it will be horrified.

"This bird man is too scary, how did he forge so many great swords?" Tu Fei felt that something was wrong.

Tsing Yi also changed color and said, "It seems that King Jin-winged Peng can't keep it up either. In physical confrontation, he fell to the disadvantage and sacrificed the Peng Yu sword, which is a lifelong cultivation."

This is not those golden feathers that are shot casually, it is forged by the sacrifice of Shenpeng's feathers, and it is one of the most powerful killing techniques of the Youpeng clan! "

"Pengyu sword is something with the mark of racial inheritance. He is the descendant of the old Pengwang. It is hard to estimate how lethal it is!"

Many monks of the demon race were talking in a low voice, thinking that Ye Fan was in a bad situation and was in danger.

"What's the big deal, roast the bird, burn all the fire, see how arrogant he is!" the big black dog grumbled.

"This crazy birdman is terrifying, I think it's more disturbing than the Holy Son of Fluctuation!" Tu Fei muttered to himself.

"Fortunately, his cultivation has been suppressed to the second level of the Taoist Palace, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable." Yan Ruyu said with a calm expression: "Once the Pengyu Sword is completed, one hundred and eighty thousand Shenpeng feathers will come out together, and the world will be shaken. .",

"It's surprising that this age group has sacrificed his own Peng Yu sword."

In the sky, King Golden Wing Peng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were very sharp, and the rays of light shot out like a sword out of its sheath made people palpitate.

"Thousand feathers and a thousand swords, slash!" He shouted loudly, "standing in the high sky. More than a thousand golden swords slashed towards the same target.

Thousands of swords slammed into the sky, smashing the sky and drowning Ye Fan below." This was a trembling offensive. Thousands of swords shot out and slashed the sky.

"唧", , "哧", "哧...", ..."

The dazzling rays of light, each with the thickness of a bucket, are incomparably sharp, like a flood of dragons rushing over, invincible, as if they can pierce the sky!

"when", "when", "when, "..., ..."

Ye Fan raised his hands and feet, all fighting the holy method, shattering the sword beams, leaving the Vulcan Stove hanging above his head. So empty, he killed King Jin-winged Peng.

This is a very thrilling scene. Thousands of feathers and thousands of swords, slashing the heavens and the earth, and the power is quiet.

Far in the sky, the people watching the battle felt cold and swish on their backs, and the cold air continued to blow, and they all felt a terrifying killing intent from such a distance." Those sword lights, thick as buckets, with endless murderous intent, made people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

It's even more so when you're outside the arena, let alone in the sword forest." It's hard to imagine how powerful a killing intent Ye Fan has endured.

One hundred and eighty thousand swords swept across the sky, and every golden divine sword had a terrifying killing intent, and they gathered together to form a terrifying and devastating aura.

"when", "when", ..., ..."

Ye Fan opened and closed "like a god of war, bathed in divine brilliance" and the sky trembled.

The sword beams all over the sky were crushed by him, this is the nothingness of the ancient sacred body. The power is stronger than the sword of the divine weapon, and it can break anything.

King Jin-wing Peng stood still, standing in the sword forest, with boundless killing intent in his eyes, he shouted: "Three thousand swords, chaotic void!"

"Qiangqiang hold...,..."

The divine swords roared in unison, the three thousand golden divine swords shot at the same time, and the sword lights were intertwined, forming a terrifying net of heaven and earth, dense and dense.

Such a powerful offensive, even Ye Fan's ancient sacred body, felt a pain like a split.

Three thousand great swords came out in unison, slashing the sky, the sword energy soared into the sky, and slashed him upside down and flew out.

"Brown chi chi..."..."

The sword light is like a rainbow, running through the heaven and the earth, one after another" is endless, and the sky is dazzling.

"friend"

Ye Fan struggled to shatter. Thousands of sword beams, and then began to urge Li Huoshen Furnace.

The stove is above his head. Fang Kuai zoomed in, the multicolored furnace cover clattered loudly and flew. In the sky, a large black flame burst out from the mouth of the black hole.

"Clang clang". Thousands of great swords slashed and were covered by black flames. The fiery temperature was terrifying, and thirteen hundred golden great swords were melted on the spot.

The golden light flickered in the sky, and in the black flame, the golden color slowly dimmed, and more than a thousand Peng Yu swords were destroyed and burned to ashes.

Jin Wing Peng Wang Jin stood upright, dancing wildly, his eyes shone with cold light, and more than a thousand great swords were destroyed, which made him very painful, and could not help but let out a long howl.

"What kind of fire is that, so terrifying?",

"Pengyu's sword is unstoppable, and it is surprising that he burned more than a thousand swords with one fire.",

"Could it be the kind of flame that killed the elders of the Ji family? No, not the kind of colored flames.",

The people watching the battle did not change their color. The temperature of this flame was scorching hot, and the distance from such a distance made people palpitate. If it was covered, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The Lihuoshen Furnace was sparkling and glistening with five-colored glazed light, hanging above Ye Fan's head. Fang, the flames were soaring and burning, the black fire distorted the void.

Surrounded by such flames, his precious body flickered, his fighting spirit was high, he stepped in the void, and forced forward.

Jin-winged Peng looked indifferent and shouted: "Peng Yu is reborn!",

His whole body was like gold, and he rushed out of the gods. After the golden sword was replenished, it became one hundred and eighty thousand swords.

The powerful killing intent condensed together to form a despairing sword forest. Every big sword was clanking, and the sword sound moved the sky!

"He actually comprehended the great killing technique of the Tianpeng clan to this situation, to the state where Peng Yu is reborn and sword intent is immortal!",

"One hundred and eight thousand swords, the sword will not be destroyed, and the divine sword will not be destroyed, unless all the great swords are destroyed in one breath!"

In the distance, no one does not change color, such an inextinguishable divine sword will give any opponent a headache.

"Thousands of swords move together!",

Golden Wing Peng Pong drink, . Thousands of great swords vibrated, the sword energy was dazzling, pierced through the void, and twisted into a terrifying sword net here.

Ye Fan urged Lihuoshen Furnace to enlarge it to a height of 100 feet, like a mountain towering in the air.

By now" there is nothing to keep, endless black flames rushing in all directions.

This is the black flame taken from the Falling Sun Ridge in the restricted area of ​​​​the very beginning. Although it is taken from the surface, it also has a very terrifying temperature.

boom"

The fire was terrifying, and the black divine flame swept the four directions. Ten thousand great swords were swallowed" and slowly burned.

"Qiangqiang...", ",

Jin-winged Peng Wang is full of brilliance, . Thousands of great swords rushed out and added to the sword forest again.

"This pervert!" Tu Fei was shocked.

"If this goes on, the black flame party will be exhausted, but his Peng Yu sword will not be extinguished, and Ye Fan's consequences will be disastrous..." Tsing Yi said solemnly.

"That's not necessarily true. He keeps regenerating Peng Yu, and he's also paying the price. If it goes on for a long time," I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it. "Yan Ruyu said.

One hundred and eighty thousand swords moved in unison, smashing through the sky and drowning Ye Fan. He cleared the way from the Vulcan Stove and killed King Jin-wing Peng.

"boom",

The black fire was monstrous, raging in all directions, and rushed towards the great sword.

One hundred and eight thousand swords slammed together, and endless killing intent rushed out." Gathered into a huge sword that towered over the sky, this was the killing intent of one hundred and eight thousand swords!

"coffee",

The thousand-zhang-long sword slashed down. This terrifying killing intent made Ye Fan feel a chill, "One hundred and eight thousand swords in one" killing intent is boundless!

"boom",

Ye Fan was smashed and flew out all of a sudden, such a great killing technique made his desolate holy body suffer a terrifying impact.

Perverted, is this still a duel between the Dao Palace and Erzhongtian? ! "

"The wood-killing technique of the Tianpeng tribe is terrifying. If it weren't for the ancient sacred body, if it were another person, I am afraid that the shape and spirit of the split would have been wiped out."

In the distance, it is difficult for everyone to calm down.

"boom"

Ye Fan urged the Lihuoshen Furnace to burn in ten directions, sweeping towards the 108,000 Great Swords.

Qiang Qiang..."

A golden sword was shot like a rainbow, and it appeared behind King Jin-winged Peng, avoiding the fire that filled the sky.

Although he said that he had reached the level of Peng Yu's regeneration, he couldn't stand such a terrifying flame, and he didn't want to be damaged.

The two face off!

King Jin-winged Peng didn't expect that the innate killing technique would be restrained by the opponent, and the black flames in the opponent's furnace would be a great threat to his Peng Yu sword.

"The Desolate Holy Body is indeed arrogant at the same level, and it can vaguely suppress the Golden Winged Peng King." Tu Fei said happily.

Tsing Yi shook his head and said: "It's too early to say this. King Jin-winged Peng has the potential to become a great emperor. No matter from any aspect, he is not weak by much, but now it's just weapons. "

"There are still some gaps. His fleshly body was tempered in the Four Poles Secret Realm.", Tu Fei said.

Is the desolate holy body so terrifying? Let my demon clan have hope. People on the road of the Great Emperor are all at a disadvantage when they are in the same realm! ", there are several monks of the demon clan whispering.

"boom"

Suddenly, an extremely tragic evil spirit appeared in the world, making people's body and soul tremble involuntarily.

It was as if a desolate beast broke free from the sub-seal and came to this world, with endless killing intent rolling in the sky!

"This is..."..." Everyone was shocked.

In the hands of King Jin-winged Peng, there is a dark weapon, the bird's light is dense and breathtaking, and this tragic aura is exactly what it comes out of.

Great Desolate Halberd! "

Many people changed color, and some demons were even paler, almost kneeling on the ground...

This weapon made of black metal seems to be alive, with a suffocating aura that makes people creepy, and has a formidable power.

"It's really the Great Wilderness Halberd, the magic soldier that Lao Peng Wang has killed all his life!"

"Yes, it is indeed the Great Desolate Halberd. The killing is endless, the rivers of blood are shed, and the corpses are like mountains. I don't know how many creatures have been killed by it!",

The pitch-black weapon was fierce, flashing with an icy metallic luster, like a ferocious wild beast, rushing out an extremely tragic aura.

"This is not fair, King Jin-winged Peng, you are holding the weapon of the monster mane, how can you fight?!" Tu Fei shouted.

"Don't worry, it's been sealed, it's not without... the might of the Great Wilderness!", the Golden Winged Peng King replied indifferently.

The Great Desolate Halberd is a magic weapon that the demon clan has cultivated for a lifetime. Although it cannot be compared with the extreme weapons, it is also very terrifying.

It was indeed sealed, and Lao Peng Wang would not let him fall prey to the magic soldiers. ", Yan Ruyu nodded.

The Great Desolate Halberd, no one knows how terrifying it is, there are rumors that it is as heavy as a mountain, and it is difficult for even a cultivator of the Four Poles to hold it.

I am afraid that only the Golden Winged Peng King, and Ye Fan, the ancient sacred body, can be used at low realm.

King Jin-winged Peng stood with a halberd in his hands, his whole body shining like gold, while the great desert was as black as ink, forming a sharp contrast.

And behind him, 108,000 great swords, all erected to the sky, sword energy soaring into the sky, set off his extremely terrifying, sturdy body, with a wild murderousness.

"boom",

Ye Fan sacrificed his own cauldron, the cauldron more than two inches high, quickly enlarged to more than one meter high, replaced the position away from the Vulcan Stove, and hung above his head. null.

This cauldron is simple and natural, without murderousness, giving people the feeling of Taoism and naturalness, as if expounding the "Tao" and "reason" between heaven and earth.

The wisps of black and yellow in the tripod hung down, protecting him tightly, making him look like he was integrated with the avenue. To be continued, please) y