In the battle of life and death, the pinnacle battle of the younger generation, Ye Fan hacked the golden-winged Xiaopeng king alive!
Blood spattered, and he was soaked in the blood of the roc, standing in the void, even his hair was covered with blood, he was like a Shura bathed in blood, and he was intimidating.
King Gold Wing Xiaopeng's body was torn in half, and all internal organs flowed out. It was very bloody and completely abolished.
Everyone changed their colors, it was too tragic that the mighty Golden Winged Xiaopeng King would end up like this!
This is the pinnacle figure of the younger generation, born as a young man, with an outstanding figure, strong and domineering, who has been in the Eastern Desolation for ten years, invincible among his peers, but in the end he is so tragic.
Fenghuang Rushui's eyes were filled with astonishment, she could hardly believe all of this, the rebellious Golden Winged Xiaopeng King was defeated so thoroughly.
Zhao Fa's face froze, and he was shocked in his heart. Whether it was the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King or Ye Fan, they all resorted to methods against the sky. This kind of duel made him shiver.
On the other side, Yao Xi's expression was extremely complicated. Such a sacrament made her very uncomfortable. It was so powerful that it exceeded her expectations. She had a "handle" in the hands of the other party, and she always wanted to get it back but couldn't.
Zifu Shengzi, Wanchu Shengzi, Yaochi Shengnv and others, although their complexions are unstable, it is hard to say whether their hearts are calm.
Ye Fan split the golden-winged Xiaopeng king alive, bleeding all over his body, and he himself was seriously injured. The Tianyao Tu Shengjue was unparalleled in the world, and it left many terrible wounds on his body.
The two fought for nearly 5,000 rounds before deciding the winner. This was the most difficult battle he had encountered since he was born, and he almost died here.
If it wasn't for the critical moment when he realized some of his own "Tao" and perfectly evolved it with the holy method of fighting, he would really end up drinking hatred.
"You kill me! Ah..." Gold-winged Xiaopeng King shouted, all thoughts were lost, his powerful physical body was crippled by Ye Fan, this was a fatal blow.
At this time, only one of his heads was still intact, and his body was completely torn into two halves by Ye Fan.
Ye Fan didn't make any movement, and was silent. He felt a pair of cold eyes staring at him, and the murderous intent penetrated into his bones.
This is a terrifying thought, those eyes seem to be able to pierce nothingness, a single thought can make his blood flow into rivers on the ground, and his bones become mountains!
It was as if an unrivaled god descended into the world, standing in the clouds, looking down at the vast land, staring at Ye Fan coldly, full of murderous intent.
He couldn't see that person, but he knew that it must be Lao Peng Wang, whose fierce reputation spread all over the world and made all the holy masters fearful, had arrived!
Ye Fan felt the supreme aura of the Heavenly Demon Tu Shengjue, which was many times more terrifying than the Golden Winged Xiaopeng King. One thought was enough to turn millions of creatures on the earth into corpses!
The old Peng king is rampant in the world, causing all the saints to retreat. As a peerless hero of a generation, he looks down on the Eastern Wasteland, and it is difficult to find an opponent!
Now, he has obtained the Heavenly Demon Slayer Art, how powerful it is, it is difficult for outsiders to predict.
"Give me a good time, kill me, I will have no regrets to die by your hands like this!" Gold-winged Xiaopeng King roared.
Ye Fan really hated him very much. Every time we met, this arrogant birdman provoked and tried to suppress him repeatedly. This battle was doomed a long time ago.
However, at this moment, seeing his despairing and determined appearance, Ye Fan suddenly felt that this hateful birdman was somewhat straightforward.
In a sense, King Gold Wing Xiaopeng is much more pleasing to the eye than the scheming Hua Yunfei, and he is also much more straightforward than the ignorant Son of Light Yaoguang.
Hua Yunfei, Yao Xi, Zhu Shengzi... No matter whether these people are good or bad, they will not be so clear. Only the Golden Winged Xiaopeng King dares to confront him with life and death.
"puff!"
Ye Fan finally moved, and sliced across with his right hand, beheading King Gold Wing Xiaopeng's head, and holding it in his hand, the torn corpse gushed out blood and fell to the sky.
Everyone was in an uproar, Ye Fan finally abolished the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King, his Tianpeng real body was destroyed, and all his cultivation was gone. From then on, there will be no Xiaopeng King in the world!
"The posture of the sky, a generation of kings, just like this has become the past."
"It's a pity, Feiyang Lintian, who could have become a generation of supreme demon masters, but ended up like this..."
No one was shocked, and the prestigious Golden Wing Xiaopeng King ended sadly like this.
Everyone in the world said that he might be able to embark on the path of the great emperor, and he did not disappoint. He went against the immortals and defeated the old heroes.
It's a pity that he met the Eucharist of Doomsday, who was worthy of the name and could compete with the young emperor. After all, he ended up drinking hatred.
"You kill me, give me a good time!" Golden Winged Xiaopeng King roared with divine sense, tears rolled down his eyes.
Everyone was greatly moved. This rebellious young king actually shed tears. It is conceivable that he was in despair at this time.
Everyone felt awe-inspiring, the threat of the Eucharist was too great, looking all over the Eastern Desolation, there are probably not enough people in the younger generation who can compete with him.
The only thing that made them rejoice was that Ye Fan didn't have much life left, he only had half a month's life left, and if he wanted to survive, he had to kill himself.
However, many people still have doubts in their hearts, is such a powerful combat power really a dying person? They whispered in their hearts.
However, Ye Fan was injured by the Dao, and the world knows that even the peerless god king failed to save him with his life. They didn't believe that Ye Fan could repair it by himself.
Because, all the saints have already said that the Eucharist has come to a dead end, and it is impossible to restore it, unless there is a miracle that shocks the world.
"I didn't want to kill brother Peng, but he forced me to do it. Senior, please treat him." Ye Fan sent a voice transmission to the void.
He felt a peerless murderous intent, as if a god was looking down at him, and would send down divine punishment at any moment, and strike him with a thunderous blow!
However, Ye Fan was not afraid. He secretly transmitted the voice of the Black Emperor, and spread out the pattern of the Void Emperor. At worst, he would hold this head away from Donghuang and never come back.
However, he was a little unwilling. The nine secrets were scattered all over Donghuang, and one of them was in Shengya. He really didn't want to leave Donghuang now.
In the void, a figure walked step by step, the world was pulsating with him, this is the rhythm of the great way!
Everyone was shocked, this is an incredible existence, the figure solidified from the blurred path, walking like a god.
The world-renowned Lao Peng Wang appeared. After practicing the Heavenly Demon Tu Sheng Jue, his charm shocked all the saints even more.
He is tall and tall, wearing a golden Taoist robe, expressionless, with long golden hair that moves without wind, his eyes are like two sharp swords, he is condensed with the heaven and the earth as one.
As soon as the Peerless Demon King appeared, other big figures also appeared one after another. For the birthday of the Holy Master of the Wind Clan, many holy master-level figures came.
Everyone looked at the field, paying attention to the development of the situation, and suddenly became extremely quiet, and the sound of falling flowers in the endless mountains could be heard.
"puff!"
Old Peng Wang made a move, pointed out, and Xiao Peng Wang's torn body suddenly shattered, turning into a blood mist. Everyone was surprised, what did he mean by this? Destroying the physical body of his grandson is tantamount to completely losing hope!
"brush!"
As soon as Lao Peng Wang waved, the head in Ye Fan's hand flew over and landed in his big hand.
"Do you know why you lost?" He looked calm.
"I..." Gold-winged Xiaopeng King roared in pain, his eyes filled with blood.
"Forget it, I'll personally send you on your way. I spoiled you too much in the past and wasted your talent." Old Peng Wang spoke calmly, his eyes were extremely deep, and he raised his hand and pointed at his head.
"Brother Peng, don't do this!" The Holy Master of the Wind Clan was surprised and raised his hand to stop him.
Beside him, the others were even more shocked. Everyone knew that Lao Peng Wang was extremely domineering and protective, and he doted on his grandson, who was so invincible, he never thought that he would kill him with his own hands.
Gold-winged Xiaopeng King was aroused by the killing intent, and he came to his senses, as if enlightened, fast and at peace, his eyes were a little dim, and he didn't say a word.
"Do you understand?" The old Peng Wang's finger was full of golden light, as long as he poked it forward, his head would be split into pieces.
"I understand." King Gold Wing Xiaopeng said calmly, ignoring the danger of life and death.
"At least you didn't disappoint me completely." Old Peng Wang raised his head, his golden Taoist robe fluttered, and he strode away.
Ye Fan was shocked, this old king Peng is really not simple, no wonder he can rule the world.
"Brother Peng, please stop, I have the holy medicine for healing." The Holy Master of the Wind Clan said, it is impossible for him to ignore such a thing on his birthday.
"No need." Old Peng Wang didn't look back, he disappeared in one step, and was about to lose his trace.
"If you can't break through the nine barriers set by our saints, you will never be born again." These were his last words.
"Does the old Peng king want the life of his grandson? The nine tests set by the ancient sages, the number of people who have been able to pass it for hundreds of thousands of years is less than the number of hands!"
"King Xiaopeng has been abolished. What is his intention of doing this? Is it to let him rebuild his life?"
The monks present, whether they were the elders or the younger generation, were inexplicably surprised.
"The Heavenly Demon Slayer Art is really terrifying, but it's just showing the four moves, that's all. I really don't know what kind of terrifying power the next five moves will have..."
Everyone's heart trembled, the corpse of the ancient sage lay down, and the blood stained the ground, those scenes seemed to be still emerging in front of his eyes, and it was difficult for everyone to calm down.
People can't help but look at Ye Fan. He actually cracked the first four formulas of the Heavenly Demon Sacred Art. Although he was on the verge of death, he succeeded in the end. I really don't know how he did it. People tried to recall but found that kind of holy art. Unfathomable.
Everyone was awe-inspiring, and secretly surprised by Ye Fan's methods. If he can survive, his future is limitless, and now he can look up to the younger generation.
Although he is about to die, but his power is even stronger, his light can't be seen, and his god-king body can't be seen, so who will compete with him? It is definitely the most authentic portrayal of him at the moment!
The Lord of the Wind Clan nodded to him, raised his hand and threw a bottle of holy medicine for healing, turned around and left, and the other figures of the Lord level also disappeared.
The cold mountain wind blows, the trees shake, and the leaves fall. After the war, the endless mountains are devastated, and there is a kind of chill of autumn.
The younger generation, whether it is the sons of the saints or the saints, all have chills in their hearts, and everyone is extremely afraid of the combat power of the holy body.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared, murderous!
A faint phantom suddenly appeared beside Ye Fan, and the iron sword pierced Ye Fan's chest, too fast and suddenly.
Everyone's pupils shrank sharply, and many people thought to themselves, if it were themselves, they would definitely not be able to avoid it, and they would definitely die.
"when!"
Ye Fan couldn't help but hit the sword with his golden fist, but a terrible wound was stabbed on his chest, and golden blood flowed out.
"Zheng!"
A sword shone coldly on the earth, and another figure flew over, dressed in white, like a flying fairy!
It was so fast that people couldn't react. A woman in white was united with the sword and rushed forward. The sword pointed directly at Ye Fan's head.
There is no avoiding it, everything is so sudden and swift, it appears out of thin air!