A golden handprint.
Feng Feiyun also hit a palm, the palms intersected, the firelight and the electric light intertwined, and the sound was as if two sacred mountains were colliding, and it was deafening.
The two retreated at the same time.
The eighteenth prince is full of power, and the golden light on his body is even more powerful, and he laughed: "Feng Feiyun, I didn't expect you to have some ability, and you can actually receive a palm of my five-layer power, then it depends on your ability. I don't have the ability to catch my next palm. Heaven is boundless, and the palm breaks through the extreme wall."
"boom!"
The body of the eighteenth prince turned into a golden ocean, covering thousands of meters of void. A huge handprint slowly floated up from the ocean, like a golden divine hand, with endless might. Boom down.
This was the strongest blow of the Eighteenth Prince, and the sky trembled. Even the Fifth Dragon Emperor Continent was continuously collapsed by this force, and many gravel fell down and drifted into the void.
"叏叏! This is your power, let you see what real power is."
Feng Feiyun's body suddenly flew up, and the roars of countless alien beasts came from his body, which was deafening. Nine thousand nine hundred and thirty alien beasts flew out of Feng Feiyun's body, entrenched in the whole area. Void.
When Feng Feiyun's body moved, these alien beast war spirits also flew quickly, turning into a torrent of alien beast war souls, crossing the sky, giving people the feeling of thousands of beasts across the sky, and thousands of troops and horses rushing towards the face. .
"Boom!"
Feng Feiyun stretched out a palm, which carried boundless power and borrowed the power of all beasts, like a celestial claw that came into the universe.
The eighteenth prince was stunned by the scene in front of him. Nearly 10,000 war spirits of alien beasts rushed out of Feng Feiyun's body. Is this still human
"boom!"
The huge golden palm print was easily shattered, and the eighteenth prince was knocked out by this palm, and the golden blood spit out from his mouth, and the golden brilliance of his body turned dark.
"What about the Dragon Sovereign's body, it will be suppressed when it encounters the battle body of ten thousand beasts."
Feng Feiyun was majestic, hit the second palm, and slammed it towards the head of the eighteenth prince.
"Feng Feiyun, you can't kill me, I have Princess Luofu and Concubine Hua Shenfei behind me, if you... ah..."
The golden body of the eighteenth prince was suppressed to pieces, blood was spilled in the void, and the body fell into the endless abyss of the void.
Feng Feiyun stood on the edge of the Fifth Dragon Emperor Continent, and withdrew all the nine thousand nine hundred and thirty alien beast battle spirits, with endless killing intent in his eyes, and said disdainfully, "Princess Luofu. , I will have a fight with her, and using her to threaten me is really courting death."
After killing the eighteenth prince, Feng Feiyun did not feel the slightest joy in his heart. Although the eighteenth prince was also the king of the younger generation, he could only be regarded as the weakest among the kings of the younger generation. Much stronger than him.
Feng Feiyun re-entered the continent, and was just about to release his divine sense to find the location of the other two princes, when his eyes narrowed and he looked towards the south.
"Bang!"
A corpse flew down from the southern sky and landed in front of Feng Feiyun. It was the seventh prince.
The seventh prince was already dead, and even his head was broken.
Feng Feiyun's heart condensed, the seventh prince's cultivation base was still above the eighteenth prince, yet he was killed so quickly
"Feng Feiyun, it seems that you are still a little bit faster." The seventy-two princes stood on the top of a volcano in the distance. There was gunpowder smoke all over his body, and a large wave of fire was behind him.
Obviously, the seventh prince died in the hands of the seventy-two princes.
Feng Feiyun closed his eyes and said with a smile, "That's natural. After all, you are brothers, so it is inevitable that you will be soft-hearted. It is normal for me to be slow."
The seventy-two princes are the youngest of the three princes. He is not even twenty-five years old. He is extremely talented. Although he is not an epic-level genius, his combat power is not below the epic-level genius.
The seventy-two princes and the crown prince are both the sons of the "Beijing God Concubine" among the four great concubines, and the Beiming God concubine is the daughter of Dazai Beiming Moshou. It can be said that the seventy-two princes and the princes have Dazai behind them. Support, plus they are all dragons and phoenixes, naturally stand out among the princes.
The seventy-two princes naturally heard the irony in Feng Feiyun's words, but he didn't care at all, just smiled: "Feng Feiyun, you are indeed a talent, but you are definitely not my opponent. As long as you voluntarily admit defeat and obey me, you may not die today."
Feng Feiyun smiled and said, "Do you think I'm someone who will take the initiative to admit defeat?"
"In the face of absolute strength, anyone may concede defeat and give in, even you." The seventy-two princes were very confident, as if defeating Feng Feiyun would be quite a feat for him. Easy thing.
Feng Feiyun said: "I admit that you are right at all, but I don't believe that you can make me admit defeat."
"Since you are so stubborn, then I can only use absolute power to beat you into submission. At that time, you will definitely kneel in front of me like a dog, begging me to accept you as a slave." Qi The index finger and middle finger of the Twelfth Prince pinched a knife formula, and a simple and curved purple knife flew out from his sleeve, floating around his body like a half-moon.
"Shh! Shh! Shh!"
The sharp blade air fluttered in the air, slashing out shocking cracks on the ground.
"I heard that you have also practiced the "Dragon Emperor Sword Art", but I don't think your "Dragon Emperor Sword Art" has been cultivated at home. I will show you what the real "Dragon Emperor Sword Art" is. Dragon The emperor's first knife, the Dragon Emperor kills with one knife."
The seventy-two prince's fingers stretched forward, and the purple machete flew out like a zigzag purple dragon, as fast as a lightning bolt.
"Ow!"
The sound of the dragon's roar, towards Baili, roared so much smoke and dust on the ground that the earth and stones flew up.
Feng Feiyun Zhuoran stood on the spot, holding a giant white stone sword, and a boundless might was lifted from his body, and he was also slashed out.
Although both of them used "Dragon Emperor to kill with one sword", they were two completely different powers.
"boom!"
The white dragon and the purple dragon collided, and the sword aura was instantly shattered, turning into hundreds of millions of sharp blades, flying over the desolate continent.
"Boom!"
The west side of the Fifth Dragon Emperor Continent collapsed in a corner. The already unstable continent was shattered by a small piece of knife gas, and it turned into a mass of earth and stone hills and went free.
"The second sword of the Dragon Emperor's Sword Art, the Dragon Emperor is in the Nine Heavens!"
The two launched the second attack at almost the same time. This time, it was even more turbulent. The white dragon-shaped sword qi and the purple long dragon all filled this area. The earth shook unceasingly, and the sky was filled with dust. , which appears grey.
The continent continued to collapse. At first, it was a one-meter or two-meter drop. Later, it collapsed with more than ten meters and dozens of meters.
Looking from a distance, I can see that in the void, countless sword qi have condensed into two torrents, one is white, the other is purple, two kinds of power, giving people a kind of divine might that destroys the world. .
The seventy-two princes have already reached the peak of the third level of destiny, while Feng Feiyun has just consolidated the second level of destiny. Their cultivations are 108,000 miles apart, but they are still evenly matched and indistinguishable. Compete.
"Feng Feiyun, I didn't expect you to be so strong. It's no wonder that you can be called the first genius of the Shenjin Dynasty. It's a pity that you can't have any chance. I decided not to let you survive, and I will let you die today. here."
The sword art on the fingers of the seventy-two princes became even more violent, and it changed seventy-two times in just one moment.
"The third sword of the Dragon Emperor Sword Art, Dragon Emperor Guanri." Feng Feiyun also cut out a sword.
Although the seventy-two princes are also the kings of the younger generation, they are more than three times stronger than the eighteenth princes, and they are the top existences among the younger generation of kings.
A knife rainbow rushed up from the blade body, like a knife-shaped beam of light.
White beams and purple beams.
"boom!"
The two knives collided, and a wave of knives visible to the naked eye surged out from the position between the two knives, and spread to a hundred miles away.
"Boom!"
A continent of more than ten miles collapsed, fell, and was suspended in the cold and pitch-black void.
Feng Feiyun was standing on the collapsed continent, while the seventy-two princes were standing on the other side.
"Twice!"
The seventy-two prince had a light smile on his face, holding the handle of the knife in one hand, the tip of the knife in the other, and the golden dragon-shaped gas surging in both hands, bang, directly shattering the purple knife, turning it into pieces. For hundreds of tiny purple blades, it flew out like a purple meteor shower.
Feng Feiyun stood upright in the void, and forty spiritual consciousnesses rushed out of his body automatically. They were arranged according to the number of Xiaoyans, and turned into forty white Heaven Dou Lingtai, which surrounded the body. Those purple blades flew out.
"You have attacked so many moves, come and try one of my moves."
The blood of the beasts in Feng Feiyun's body boiled, and the surrounding air became violent, and nine thousand nine hundred and thirty war spirits of alien beasts rushed out of the body, as if thousands of troops appeared in the wind. behind Feiyun.
The bodies of those alien beast war spirits are suffocating, fierce and fierce, with a ferocious aura.
"Boom!"
Feng Feiyun's body bounced up, like a ray of light rushing straight up, and the nine thousand nine hundred and thirty alien beasts also flew up, flying behind Feng Feiyun, like a Tianhe.
"This is..." The seventy-two prince's complexion became unprecedentedly solemn, and streaks of golden brilliance rushed out of his body, turning his skin, muscles, bones, and internal organs into golden colors.