The great barren halberd is pitch-black, cold, and as heavy as a mountain. It is difficult for monks in the four-pole secret realm to hold it in their hands. At this moment, it fell from the sky and sank on a cliff, and the smoke and dust suddenly shot up into the sky.
"Crack!"
Everyone was dumbfounded, the black halberd smashed down the stone cliff, smoke and dust shot up into the sky, boulders rolled down and rumbled.
"The legend is true. Even the monks in the four-pole secret realm may not be able to hold it in their hands. It is unexpected that it is so heavy."
"Knocking down a section of the cliff more than ten meters high, how heavy is the Great Desolate Halberd?!"
Everyone was surprised, it wasn't the monk who was splitting the cliff, but the halberd fell freely and collapsed the cliff.
It was not a huge monster, but just a weapon held in their hands. Everyone had to marvel at the tyranny of the Tianpeng clan, holding such a heavy object in their hands to fight.
The real body of the Golden Winged Xiaopeng King is tens of meters long, golden and shining, with both wings hitting the sky, and the wind moves the world.
At this moment, Ye Fan came to its back and struck out, the huge golden bird shook violently.
"boom!"
The nine-meter-high cauldron was suppressed, and the golden bird feathers fluttered. The real body of Xiaopeng King, as powerful as the golden-winged king, couldn't bear it, and the peng roared into the sky.
It shone with golden light all over its body and shot out tens of thousands of sword qi, trying to cut Ye Fan down, but now it was exhausted, and Ye Fan was protected by a tripod and Qinglian at the same time, so it couldn't cut at all.
"I don't believe it, I can't break your body!"
Ye Fan didn't activate his consciousness, he just bombarded it with the cauldron, causing Tianpeng's real body to scream, and the feathers fluttered around like a golden light.
"boom!"
Ye Fan held the cauldron and hit the back of Tianpeng's real body continuously, attacking and killing at the same place, and there was a sound of bone cracking.
Gold-winged Xiaopeng King spurted blood, and two bones in his back were broken.
"I'm going to kill you!" There was endless killing intent in his eyes.
The golden light was brilliant, and he turned into a human form, struggling to get rid of the entanglement.
"Boom!"
Ye Fan sat on his back, stuck there, raised his hand and struck a tripod on his head.
The tyrannical King Xiaopeng with golden wings was also beaten into a daze. He felt his world spinning and his ears were buzzing.
"Boom!"
Ye Fan didn't want him to wake up, so he pressed the tripod down again, making Gold Wing Xiaopeng dizzy, rolling in the sky like he was drunk.
However, after all, he is a young and strong man of the generation. Since his debut, he has been invincible at the same level, has never experienced a single defeat, and has amazing combat power.
"ah… "
He yelled loudly, dancing with golden hair, and was about to break free from Ye Fan, with sword aura soaring into the sky, and fierce resistance.
"Bang!", "Bang!"...
Ye Fan punched him continuously, hitting him on the head, neck, and back. King Gold Wing Xiaopeng vomited blood and rolled continuously.
In the distance, everyone was dumbfounded, and the mighty Golden Winged Xiaopeng King was being beaten by someone riding on him. Such a scene was hard to imagine, but it happened now.
"Bang!", "Bang!"...
Ye Fan rode on the golden-winged Xiaopeng King and punched him continuously, causing his hair to be disheveled, his nose bruised and his face swollen, and blood to splatter.
Everyone was in a daze, the dignified Golden Wing Xiaopeng King was beaten violently and fell into this situation.
"That's enough, it's time to end the battle!" Yuan Kong, a monster monk said in a deep voice.
"Your Highness, tell him to stop." Another person also said, they are all demon cultivators who follow the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King.
"Yes, let's end the battle like this!" Even the demon cultivator beside Tsing Yi said so.
Yan Ruyu nodded, there is no need to continue now, the winner is almost divided, the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King is the descendant of the king of the Tianpeng Clan, if it really falls here, the problem will be extremely serious.
"Who says I'm defeated, it's not over yet!" Gold Winged Xiaopeng King shouted angrily, his body was covered with golden light, he shook his body violently, and threw Ye Fan away.
"This is... Tianpeng Fighting Dragon Art!" Someone exclaimed.
"Isn't this kind of fighting sacred art required to be cast above the four-pole secret realm?"
"Damn it, this crazy bird man must have broken the seal and wanted to shamelessly kill Ye Fan?!" Tu Fei was taken aback.
"Dragon Fighting, I see you again, damn it, it's so hot!" The big black dog muttered, as if remembering something from the past.
When the Tianpeng Fighting Dragon Technique is transformed into a picture and shadow, it can also be called the Dragon Fighting Picture!
"boom!"
Golden Winged Xiaopeng King's body was blazing with golden flames, and behind him appeared a picture of fighting a dragon!
A golden divine bird... Peng, entangled with a real dragon, manifested clearly, exuding supreme coercion, shaking people's hearts, and making everyone in the distant sky frightened.
"Your Highness, stop it quickly, that crazy birdman has lifted the seal, and he won't keep his promise!" Tu Fei shouted.
Yan Ruyu shook her head, and said, "His seal won't be broken for an hour."
Tsing Yi nodded and said: "Golden Wing Xiaopeng King did not break the seal, but activated the Tianpeng Fighting Dragon Technique with a secret method!"
"This kind of supreme secret method is the most terrifying. It is the top secret of the Tianpeng clan. It can be called a great killing technique, and it can also be called a vision." The big black dog whispered to himself.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King is like a god, shining brilliantly, and the figure of fighting a dragon emerges behind him, and the terrifying coercion is like a vast sea rushing towards Ye Fan.
"I think that I, Golden Winged Tianpeng, have not lost a single defeat since my debut, but I was beaten so embarrassingly by you. You are the ancient holy body, and I will kill you today!" He looked cold, his hair was stained with blood, and his eyes were terrifying.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's body was golden yellow, the flames became more intense, his eyes turned golden, and he punched him.
Peng Xiao moves the sky!
Behind him, the golden roc was so lifelike that it flew out and turned into a flash of lightning to attack Ye Fan. Following the divine roc, there was a real dragon!
The terrifying breath and the supreme coercion made people tremble and want to kneel down.
"Damn it, it's really Tianpeng Fighting Dragon Picture!" The big black dog gritted his teeth.
"boom!"
Beside Ye Fan, the green lotus emerged, swaying a light curtain, protecting him inside.
The golden Tianpeng opened its sharp claws, slashed its golden wings, and the real dragon rolled its body, trying to crush Ye Fan.
However, something surprising happened. Tianpeng and Zhenlong suddenly disappeared when they were one meter away from Ye Fan, and they disappeared inexplicably.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's body shook violently, and the picture of fighting the dragon reappeared behind him.
"What happened, what happened just now?"
"Why did Bolongtu fly out, disappear all of a sudden, and return to the back of the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King?"
"The ancient sacred body can counteract the vision, and the Bolongtu can also be called a vision, and it has been suppressed!"
"How is this possible? Bolongtu was invincible in ancient times, and it was difficult to be suppressed..."
Everyone was shocked, this was a confrontation between the two great races.
Ye Fan was very calm, and said: "Your vision has no effect on me!"
"The Dragon Fighting Picture is not only a vision, but also a life-killing technique!" King Gold-winged Xiaopeng gritted his teeth and activated his divine power. The Dragon Fighting Picture became even more frightening. Tianpeng and the real dragon seemed to have really descended into the world.
Afterwards, Tianpeng submerged into his right hand, and the real dragon submerged into his left hand. It could be vaguely seen that a peng and a dragon were wrapped around his hands respectively.
"The disappearance of the vision is the skill of the supreme dragon fighting the dragon!" the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King shouted, and rushed forward with his bare hands.
"boom!"
The hands of the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King, the Tianpeng and the real dragon are looming, as if they can break the mountain, and slap Ye Fan. The breath of the Shenpeng and the real dragon is shocking.
"click"
Below, a mountain was impacted, and all the vegetation on it was turned into fly ash, and the rocks pierced through the air, and the top of the mountain was almost crushed.
"boom!"
Ye Fan countered with the sacred method of fighting, and hit a rook and a dragon with his golden fist, and the energy between the two was so great that they were blown away at once.
Far away, everyone's heart palpitations, if such a supreme secret technique hits them, it will be turned into ashes!
"brush!"
Ye Fan flew back with a calm expression, and slapped forward with his big golden hand.
"Snapped!"
The Golden Wing Xiaopeng King was blown away all of a sudden, and he failed to perform the Supreme Sky Roc Fighting Dragon Technique.
"What's going on, the terrifying aura of this birdman just now made people's heart jump, why did it disappear all of a sudden?" Tu Fei was puzzled.
"That's right, I understand, the Supreme Sky Roc Fighting Dragon Art can only be used in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, it's not bad if he can hit one hit right now." Tsing Yi said.
"He couldn't hit the Ancient Saint Physique with one blow, and he couldn't hit the second blow anymore, and his divine power was exhausted." Yan Ruyu nodded.
"If it is in the fourth-level secret realm, what kind of terrifying scene will it be if you perform the Supreme Sky Roc Fighting Dragon Art?" Tu Fei was startled.
As soon as Ye Fan rushed past, the golden fist hit King Gold Wing Xiaopeng in the face, causing him to fly backwards on his back, coughing up blood continuously.
In an instant, Ye Fan caught up and slapped the golden-winged Xiaopeng King's body with heavy hands.
"I want to see how many punches it takes to break your bones!"
Ye Fan waved his golden fist and hit the same place. After nine consecutive punches, there was a crisp sound of "Crack!" from the sternum of Golden Winged Xiaopeng King, which was finally interrupted.
He didn't stop, and continued to hit other parts with heavy hands, and soon he found that Tianpeng's bones would break if he punched seven to nine times in a row.
"I see!"
Ye Fan was very surprised. He discovered the fact that in addition to his extremely strong physique, the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King also possessed the Skypeng resurrection technique.
It is this kind of innate divine art that makes Golden Winged Xiaopeng King "a mess" with his strong fighting ability.
King Gold Wing Xiaopeng roared, the killing intent in his eyes undiminished, even in this situation, he still fought back.
"boom!"
Ye Fan slapped him on the head with a tripod, knocking him unconscious this time.
Up to now, even though the Golden Winged Xiaopeng King was unwilling, he had no other choice. His power was exhausted and he passed out.
"Snapped!"
Ye Fan frequently used heavy hands to explore the mysteries of the Tianpeng clan's body. At this moment, he punched more than a hundred punches, and found out where is the strongest and where is the weakest.
"Crack!", "Crack!"...
All of this happened in an instant, the sound of bone cracking was almost joined together, and it was too late for everyone to stop it.
"Stop it!" shouted the Yaozu, the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King had the hope of becoming the emperor, if he was destroyed by the ancient holy body, it would be an immeasurable loss.
"The battle is over, stop now." Even Tsing Yi spoke up, he didn't want to cause chaos.
…
"Bang!", "Bang!"...
Ye Fan punched more than 300 times, and more than 40 bones were broken on the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King, even his jaw was broken.
He knew that the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King could not be killed, otherwise it would be a catastrophe, and the Yaozu would not let it go.
Therefore, he didn't kill him, and he shot very measuredly, just to find out the bones of Tianpeng.
When everyone rushed over, the fiftieth bone of Golden Wing Xiaopeng King was broken, and this powerful body was almost smashed to pieces.
"Why didn't you stop just now?!" A monster monk asked.
"King Xiaopeng, are you okay?" Someone shook his body.
"Okay, he doesn't have to worry about his life." Yan Ruyu was as beautiful as a fairy in the Moon Palace, and her white clothes fluttered across the crowd, calming down their emotions.
"Golden Wing Xiaopeng King was actually defeated..."
"The ancient sacrament is terrifying, but it's a pity that it can only stop in the secret realm of the Dao Palace, and can never reproduce the former style." Many people present shook their heads.
Everyone looked at Ye Fan in a strange way. You must know that there have long been rumors that the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King has the hope of embarking on the path of the Demon Emperor.
But it was such a young king of the demon clan who was defeated by a "discarded body" in the same realm, and his physical body was almost torn.
If Ye Fan can enter the four-pole secret realm, wait for if he can defeat the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King in the Great Emperor Qualification Battle.
"It's a pity that I can't enter the four-pole secret realm in my life!" Someone sighed.
"King Gold Winged Xiaopeng faced the Desolate Ancient Saint Body. Although he was defeated in the same realm, his path to the emperor was unimpeded. It may be a good thing for him to go through this battle."
"Although the ancient holy body lived up to the legend and continued to write the undefeated myth, it is a pity that it has come to an end and there is no way forward."