"Ah..." Gold Wing Xiaopeng King yelled, his arm was torn off, dripping with blood, and half of his body was stained red.
He circulated the innate qi, the source of life boiled, and a golden blood qi shot out from the broken arm, which burned the void and collapsed. This is a destructive qi mechanism!
With the determination to burn everything together, he forced Ye Fan to avoid it. This kind of self-mutilation made him almost burn.
"boom!"
Infinite magic power and monstrous dao patterns all rushed out, and this piece of sky was completely ruined and became a terrifying place.
Ye Fan was shaken back, and the Law of Infinity Dao was pressing on him. This is the Dao Power contained in King Xiaopeng's blood, and it is the inheritance of the race's talent.
The monster race is quite different from the human race. The blood contains the treasures left by the ancestors. Once opened and excavated, there will be incredible power!
The more powerful the ancestors, the more terrifying the blood treasures left behind. Once revealed, there will be astonishing divine power, and even cause the terrifying scene of the ancient sky demon descending into the world.
Ye Fan had the chance to win, and he didn't want to fight him desperately. There was no need for him to be seriously injured and retreat hundreds of feet away when he was dying.
Gold-winged Xiaopeng King's golden hair was stained with blood. He screamed in pain, stroked his broken arm with his left hand, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
"I actually got my arm chopped off..."
It was difficult for him to accept this reality. This was a more painful result than killing him. There was an almost crazy killing intent in his eyes, and he roared in a low voice: "I, the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King, will never be defeated!"
He raised his head to the sky and screamed, his golden hair stood on end, and a terrifying divine light shot out from his pupils. His whole body was full of golden light, dancing like a raging flame.
In the distance, everyone was shocked. Ye Fan tore off an arm of the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King with his bare hands. This result made everyone feel chilled.
Many successors of the Supreme Great Sect have unnatural eyes. Such fighting power makes their hearts chill. It is the Heavenly Demon Slaying Sacred Art, which is an unrivaled divine art, and it can't stop the Holy Body.
Some holy sons were very afraid, their eyes were cold, they felt a strong threat, and the combat power of the holy body made them very uneasy.
Fenghuang is slender, graceful and upright, standing in the sky, her beautiful eyes are shining brightly, the multicolored mask emits soft light, blocking her cheeks, she doesn't know what kind of expression it is.
However, from the fluctuating brilliance in her eyes, it can be seen that she was shocked, and her mood didn't seem very calm.
The son of Yaoguang is very calm, his body is flowing with holy light, his eyes are like deep pools, standing motionless in the void, he doesn't know what he is thinking.
"Ah..." Gold-winged Xiaopeng King yelled, roaring rivers and mountains, and after losing an arm, he went completely crazy.
"Heavenly Demon Slayer Art...the fourth form!"
He roared up to the sky, his whole body was full of golden blood, as if he was standing in a golden ocean, the terrifying energy surged up like a big wave, surging up into the sky, his hair fluttered around like a wounded demon king.
King Gold Wing Xiaopeng went all out, forcibly evolved the fourth form of Tu Sheng Jue with his remnant body, and still wanted to kill Ye Fan, his endless killing intent did not weaken at all!
"Do you still have a chance?" Ye Fan sneered, this kind of unparalleled magical technique was indeed too terrifying, and he didn't want to passively bear it.
At this moment, he turned into a ray of divine light and rushed over, with his left hand as true yin and right hand as true yang, and struck out a monstrous blow, forcibly interrupting Tu Sheng Jue.
"boom!"
This piece of heaven and earth collapsed in an instant, and a wave of terrifying energy surged, like ten thousand great waves hit one after another.
"Rumble..."
The Golden Winged Xiaopeng King roared, but it didn't help the matter. In terms of his cultivation, it was already very difficult to activate the fourth form of the Heavenly Demon Slayer Art.
Now, Ye Fan exhibited such an overbearing blow, destroying everything, nothing existed anymore, and destroying everything with his powerful combat power.
"boom!"
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King seemed to have been hit by Wan Jun's heavy hammer, his bones were cracking, blood spurted from his mouth, he was forcibly interrupted, and he suffered a backlash.
"boom!"
At the same time, Ye Fan charged over, raised his golden fist and smashed it, destroying all obstacles with peerless brute force!
This is the sacred body, Wushuang's physical body is fully reflected at this moment, as long as it is broken to the front, even the most powerful Peng and Jiaolong clans among the monster clans will be hated!
"when!"
Ye Fan's fist hit King Gold Wing Xiaopeng's left palm, causing it to twist and deform all of a sudden, and it couldn't stop him at all.
"Kill..." Even so, the Golden Winged Xiaopeng King was also roaring, slashing wildly.
"boom!"
Ye Fan swung eight punches in a row, all of which hit his deformed palm, making it difficult for him to bear the severe pain.
"puff!"
Ye Fan's ninth shot fell, and the golden fist turned his palm into a blood mist, completely shattering it.
The Gold-winged Xiaopeng King roared, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of golden air. With a "poof", the void was torn like window paper.
Ye Fan avoided it, his eyes were cold, and he showed no mercy at all. In the battle of life and death, either you die or I die. If you are soft-hearted, you will only ruin yourself.
"Crack!"
He moved both hands together, twisted King Winged Xiaopeng's badly injured left arm, and pulled it violently, a large amount of blood rained down, and the sound of bones breaking came out.
Ye Fan broke his left arm and tore it off. The white stubble and gushing blood splashed on his body, making him look like a ruthless Shura.
"boom!"
He swung his fist, and the chest of Golden Winged Xiaopeng King collapsed, making a terrifying sound of bone cracking.
King Gold Wing Xiaopeng was beaten into a shapeless figure, and flew upside down. His majestic body lost both arms, and it was almost impossible to resist, but at this moment he laughed cruelly.
Incomparably arrogant and ruthless, terrifying, like a god from hell breaking through the shackles, he said coldly: "I finally succeeded, the Heavenly Demon Slayer Art... the fourth form!"
At this moment, everyone felt palpitations, as if they had come to the end of the world, and they were about to die. Everyone trembled, and many people almost fell to the ground, wanting to kneel down.
In the endless mountains, all the birds and beasts lay on the ground, trembling all over, and worshiped in this direction!
Ye Fan's first feeling was that the shadow of death enveloped him, and he resolutely stepped back and quickly moved away from there.
"It's useless, you can't escape!" Gold-winged Xiaopeng Wang Senhan was extremely cold.
One after another, phantoms flew up from the endless sky and submerged into his body. Two light arms appeared at the broken parts of his arms, which were more lifelike and stronger.
"Ancient ancestors, listen to my call, the sky demon will come to the world, unite with me, and kill all the saints!"
King Gold Wing Xiaopeng's voice was low, and the cold words like a curse resounded through the world, causing the endless mountains to rumble.
Everyone was shocked, what kind of unrivaled holy art is the Tianyao Tu Sheng Jue? Why is it so weird!
"boom!"
Terrible fluctuations, like an infinite volcanic eruption, like a continuous sky tsunami sweeping the ten directions, the sky and the earth are surging!
A terrifying scene appeared, and tall and burly figures descended one after another, joining the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King.
Surrounding him, relief sculptures appeared one after another, exuding the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes, as if returning to ancient times.
"What is that?" people exclaimed.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King merged with those Yingwei figures, his arms seemed to be regenerated, very real, full of powerful sense of strength.
Around him, some reliefs were stained with blood, very scary, as if they were telling a story of the past.
"Clang!"
The golden battle suit covered his body, and a scepter appeared in his hand, he was like a supreme king.
"boom!"
More horrific scenes appeared, and there were indistinct figures around him. The horrific scenes that happened in ancient times reappeared in the world through time and space.
"The Tianyao Tu Sheng Jue has a demonic nature, summoning the ancient heroic spirits of the Tianpeng clan, recreating the scene of the past!"
"Those are the ancient saints who fell in a pool of blood..."
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King was covered by the battle clothes, only a pair of golden pupils were exposed outside, which was breathtaking, and his whole body was covered by the golden god clothes.
Beside him, there is a figure whose heart was pierced by a golden scepter, a person whose head was torn off by Tianpeng, and a body lying at his feet...
Those were all ancient saints, all of them fell in a pool of blood, their corpses lying on the ground, and died under the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Holy Art before endless years.
"boom!"
The Golden Wing Xiaopeng King swung his golden scepter and charged at Ye Fan, filled with endless terror, like a god, every move follows the law of the Dao!
"Boom!"
Ye Fanru was struck by lightning, vomited blood, and flew upside down in an instant. He felt the shadow of death shrouded his body.
"It's too scary. This is only the fourth form of the Heavenly Demon Tu Sheng Jue, and there are five more. No wonder you dare to use the word Tu Sheng as the name!"
"Golden Wing Xiaopeng King can only use the first four moves, but this is enough to look down on his peers, who can stop it?!"
People were terrified.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's eyes were icy cold. He held a scepter and strode towards Ye Fan. He was extremely cold and said, "Can you still crack it?"
"boom!"
He swung his scepter down, and the golden scepter split the sky. Every step he took, the heaven and the earth moved with him.
At the same time, an incomparably terrifying scene emerged, the corpse of the ancient sage lying down, blood flowing, falling at his feet, making him full of demonic nature.
"Did he really summon the ancient sage of the Tianpeng clan?!"
"No, endless years have passed, it is impossible for heroic spirits to be summoned, maybe it is just a manifestation of the law of the great way!"
People were shocked and shocked.
"No one can stop my pace, you should be punished!" Gold-winged Xiaopeng King was covered by a golden divine robe, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and the golden scepter struck him.
"boom!"
Ye Fan was sent flying out again, the opponent's combat power was strange and inexplicable, it was like possessed by a god, invincible!
Up to now, he can't care about other things, the nine secrets of Juzi are about to be exhibited, the other party's unrivaled holy art is too terrifying, and both the fighting and Jiezi secrets must be revealed!
The Golden Wing Xiaopeng King is invincible, every move follows the law of the Dao, holding a scepter, as if the king is in the world, striding forward, nothing can stop him.
Ye Fan coughed up blood continuously, and he couldn't take this kind of supernatural power anymore. If it was replaced by other young heroes, he would have been completely wiped out, and he would not be able to compete at all!
At the feet of the corpse of the ancient saint, the blood flowed, making the golden-winged Xiaopeng king full of wildness, and his majestic body, like a demon revived, appeared in the world.
Ye Fan was anxious. He ran the Nine Secrets hundreds of times, but failed. This kind of random trigger is really too passive.
During this process, his body was almost cut off by the scepter, and he narrowly avoided it. A terrifying wound appeared on his waist and abdomen.
This is the most dangerous battle since he fought against life and death. At this time, the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King is almost invincible.
Ye Fan tried again the Nine Secrets Juezi Jue, but it failed again, causing a shadow to appear in his heart. Today's luck is too bad. Is the sky going to kill him
"What are you fighting with me?" Gold-winged Xiaopeng King roared.
"Boom!"
The golden scepter swung down like the sky, and the world collapsed. Ye Fan couldn't stop it at all, and flew upside down at once, spurting blood again.
Today, the trigger of Jiezimi was so bad that it didn't appear once!
Ye Fan couldn't be distracted now. King Gold Wing Xiaopeng was not slower than him, and he was only a mile away.
At this time, the young king of the Tianpeng clan evolved the fourth form of the Heavenly Demon Slayer Art, and it was as if the Heavenly Demon had descended into the world, completely different from before.
At this critical juncture, Ye Fan couldn't trigger the secret of Juzi, and Ye Fan was surprisingly peaceful. He couldn't rely on luck to fight for life and death, and everything had to depend on himself.
He began to seriously evolve the sacred method of fighting, and brought this secret method to the extreme, realizing the sublimation of his own understanding of Tao!
"Death struggle, stubborn resistance, you have no chance at all!" Gold-winged Xiaopeng Wang Leng Sensen, his teeth are white and scary.
"boom!"
The golden scepter swept over, and Ye Fan was sent flying again. His body was covered in golden blood, and his bones were almost broken. If it wasn't for the Eucharist, he might have died many times already.
"My word...my life and death..."
Ye Fan's left hand was as black as ink, which represented true yin, and his right hand was crystal clear like mutton fat jade, which represented true yang, flickering constantly, emitting terrifying fluctuations.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's eyes turned cold, and he attacked quickly, not giving him a chance to use it. The third form of the Heavenly Demon Tu Sheng Jue was broken by this true yin and true yang, and he was a little afraid.
"boom!"
Ye Fan was beaten into the air again, his body was covered in blood, and there were many horrible scars on his body, almost piercing through his flesh.
"It's too scary. The Heavenly Demon Slayer's Holy Art is indeed unrivaled, and even the holy body can't hold it!"
"After this battle, who among the same generation in the world can compete with King Xiaopeng?"
"It's a pity that the Eucharist of Doomsday did not end brilliantly, and it will end in a dark end..."
People were discussing in low voices, all of them were awe-inspiring.
"Tao, Tao, Tao!" Ye Fan yelled loudly, still pinching seals in his hands, one hand represented true yin, the other hand represented true yang, and shouted: "Very Tao!"
When the golden scepter was waved down, before the crisis of life and death, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he captured a path of the avenue.
A picture of Tai Chi appeared behind him, his hands represented true yin and true yang, his body bent down like a dragon, and turned into the dividing line between yin and yang!
The figure of a real dragon is like a curve, which is the trajectory of a great road!
"brush!"
At this moment, Ye Fan broke through the limit of speed, and his body turned into that dragon-shaped curve... Daoji!
Nothing can stop him, all obstacles in front of him will be destroyed.
"Crack!"
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's scepter swung forward, and it was cut off by the dragon-shaped trace formed by Ye Fan's body!
"What, how is this possible, how did he do it?!" Everyone was shocked.
"boom!"
Ye Fan's body turned into the most terrifying weapon in the world, everything is indestructible, it is difficult to stop him half a step!
"Hey!"
The Golden Wing Xiaopeng King was almost cut in half, and Ye Fan's dragon-shaped dao trace passed by him, cutting off more than half of his waist and abdomen!
"ah… "
The Gold-winged Xiaopeng King screamed, the intestines in his body flowed out, and blood gushed out.
"Hey!"
The dragon-shaped curve that Ye Fan turned into rushed back again. This is the dividing line of the Yin-Yang Tai Chi Diagram, and it is the tangible trace of the Dao!
"puff!"
Gold-winged Xiaopeng King spurted blood from his throat and was almost decapitated. The fourth form of the Heavenly Demon Slayer's Holy Art was completely cracked, and he was shaky and lost his fighting power.
This time, Ye Fan gained a lot. He realized such a way between life and death, and evolved it perfectly with the holy method of fighting.
"King Xiaopeng, I will send you on your way!"
Ye Fan leaned forward, grabbed his legs, and pulled them hard!
"puff!"
Blood splattered, and Ye Fan chopped off the golden-winged Xiaopeng Wang Li alive!
Everyone was stunned, the two fought for nearly 5,000 rounds, and in the end, Saint, who was on the verge of death, won and chopped off the golden-winged Xiaopeng king alive.