In the life-and-death duel, the peak battle of the younger generation, Ye Fan slashed the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King alive!
Blood splattered, his body was soaked in the blood of a penis, standing in the void, with blood on his hair, and he was like a bloody Shura, which was intimidating.
The body of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was torn in half, and all his internal organs were flowing out, which was very bloody and completely ruined.
Everyone has changed their colors. The arrogant Golden-winged Xiaopeng King actually ended up like this. It is really tragic!
He was originally a top figure in the younger generation. He was born in a young age, with a strong and domineering figure. He had been in the Eastern Desert for ten years and was invincible among his peers, but in the end he was so tragic.
Feng Huáng's eyes were filled with shock. She could hardly believe all this. The rebellious Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was defeated so thoroughly.
Zhao Fa's face was stiff and he was shocked. Whether it was the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King or Ye Fan, they were all against the will of heaven. Such a duel made him feel cold.
On the other hand, Yao Xi's expression was extremely complicated. Such a holy body made her feel uncomfortable. It was so powerful that it exceeded her expectations. She had the handle in the other party's hands and had always wanted to get it back but could not.
Although the faces of the Purple Mansion Saint Son, the Saint Son of Wanchu, the Saint Maiden of Yaochi and others were impermanent, it was hard to say whether they were calm in their hearts.
Ye Fan slashed the golden-winged Xiaopeng King alive, and his whole body was bleeding. He himself suffered great pain. The Heavenly Demon Slaughter Saint Art is unparalleled in the world. It is a saint technique that is not the world, leaving many terrifying wounds on him.
The two fought for nearly 5,000 rounds before the winner was decided. This was the most difficult battle he had ever encountered since his birth and almost died here.
If it weren't for the critical moment that he had realized some of his own Tao and evolved perfectly with the Holy Fighting Method, he would have ended up with regret.
You kill me!Ah... The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King shouted, all his thoughts were gone, his powerful body was destroyed by Ye Fan, which was a fatal blow.
At this time, his only head was still intact, and his body was completely torn into two halves by Ye Fan.
Ye Fan did not move at all, silent. He felt a pair of cold eyes staring at him, and murderous intent penetrated into his bones.
This is a terrible thought. Those eyes seem to penetrate the void. In a moment, blood can flow into a river and bones into mountains on the earth!
It was like a great god coming to the world, standing in the clouds, looking down at the vast earth, staring at Ye Fan coldly, murderous intent everywhere.
He couldn't see that person, but he knew that it must be the old Peng King who had passed away the world and made all the great saints extremely afraid of it!
Ye Fan felt the supreme aura of the Heavenly Demon Sacred Saint Art, which was many times more terrifying than the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King. In one thought, it was enough to make millions of creatures on the earth become corpses!
The old king Peng is rampant in the world, making all the saints retreat. He is a peerless hero of a generation, looking down on the Eastern Wilderness and unable to find an opponent!
Now that he has obtained the Heavenly Demon Slaughter Saint Art, it is hard for outsiders to predict how powerful it is.
Give me a good time and kill me. I will have no regrets if I die under your hands!The Golden-winged Little Phang roared.
Ye Fan really hated him very much. Every time he met, this arrogant bird man provoked him and repeatedly wanted to suppress him. This battle was destined a long time ago.
However, when he saw him feeling disappointed and so fierce, Ye Fan suddenly felt that this hateful birdman was somewhat straightforward.
In a sense, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King is much more pleasing to Hua Yunfei than the scheming, and is much more straightforward than the unknown Holy Son of Fluctlight.
Hua Yunfei, Yao Xi, the Sons of the Saints... These people, whether good or bad, will not be like this. Only the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King dares to face him with life and death.
puff!
Ye Fan finally moved, cut his right hand horizontally, cut off the head of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, and lifted it in his hand. The torn corpse gushed blood and fell to the sky.
Everyone was uproared. Ye Fan finally destroyed the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King. His Tianpeng true body was destroyed, and his cultivation was gone. From then on, there was no Xiaopeng King in the world!
The celestial posture, a king of a generation, became the past.
It's a pity that he was flying to the world and could have become a supreme demon lord of a generation, but ended up like this...
No one was not shocked, and the famous Golden-winged Xiaopeng King ended in disgrace.
People in the world say that he may be able to embark on the path of the great emperor, but he did not disappoint. He could defeat the old heroes in the opposite direction.
Unfortunately, he met the Doomsday Holy Body, a person who is worthy of his name to compete with the young emperor. He ended up in a desperate situation.
You kill me and give me some fun!The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King roared with his divine thoughts, and tears rolled down his eyes.
Everyone was moved. This rebellious young king had tears falling down. It is conceivable that he was completely disappointed at this moment.
Everyone was filled with awesomeness. The threat of the holy body was too great. Looking around the Eastern Wilderness, there are probably less than one person who can compete with him this year.
The only thing that made them glad was that Ye Fan had not much life, only half a month's life left. If he wanted to survive, he could only kill his own cultivation.
However, many people still have doubts in their hearts. Is such a powerful combat power really a dying person?They were wondering.
However, Ye Fan was injured by the great way, and everyone knows that even the peerless god king saved him with his life. They did not believe that Ye Fan could repair him by himself.
Because all the saints have already spoken that the holy body has reached a dead end and cannot be restored unless a shocking miracle occurs.
I didn't want to kill Brother Peng, but he forced me to take action. Please help me.Ye Fan sent a message through the void.
He felt the peerless murderous intent, as if a god was looking down at him, and would drop divine punishment at any time and give him a thunderous blow!
However, Ye Fan was not afraid, and secretly sent a message to the Black Emperor and laid out the formation patterns of the Void Emperor. At most, he could hold this head away from the Eastern Wilderness and never come back.
However, he was a little unwilling to accept that the nine secrets were scattered all over the East Wilderness, and one of them was on the Holy Cliff. He really didn't want to leave the East Wilderness now.
In the void, a figure came step by step, and the world was pulsating with him. This is the rhythm of the Great Dao!
Everyone was shocked. This was an incredible existence. The figure was solidified from the vague Tao and came like a god.
The famous Lao Peng King appeared. After practicing the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Saint Art, his charm made all the Saint Lords even more shocked.
He is tall and tall, wearing a golden Taoist robe, expressionless face, long golden hair, windless automatic, and his eyes are like two sharp swords, and he condenses into one with the heaven and earth.
As soon as the peerless demon king appeared, other big figures appeared one after another. On the birthday of the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan, many holy masters came.
Everyone looked at the field, paying attention to the development of the situation, and suddenly it was extremely quiet, and the sound of falling flowers in the endless mountains could be heard.
puff!
Lao Pengwang took action and pointed out with a point, Xiao Pengwang's torn body suddenly shattered and turned into a blood mist.Everyone was shocked, what did he mean?Destroying one's grandson's body is equivalent to completely vanishing hope!
brush!
Lao Pengwang waved his hand, and the head in Ye Fan flew over and landed in his big hand.
Do you know why you lost?His face was calm.
I... The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King growled in pain, his eyes filled with blood.
Forget it, I'll send you on my way myself. I used to spoil you too much and wasted your talent.Lao Pengwang said calmly, his eyes were extremely deep, and he raised his hand and pointed it at his head.
Brother Peng, don’t want this!The Holy Lord of the Wind Clan was surprised and raised his hand to stop him.
The others next to him were even more shocked. Everyone knows that Lao Peng is extremely domineering and very protective of his shortcomings. He is the most doting of his grandson, who is so arrogant. He did not expect that he would kill him with his own hands now.
The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was inspired by the murderous intention and woke up, as if he was enlightened, his eyes were quickly and peaceful. His eyes were a little dim and he didn't say a word.
Do you understand?Lao Peng's finger sucked and spitted out golden light. As long as he poked forward, his head would be broken.
I understand.The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King spoke calmly, ignoring the danger of life and death.
You didn't disappoint me completely.Old King Peng lifted 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 dominate the world.
Brother Peng, please stay, I have holy medicine for healing here.The Holy Lord of the Wind Clan spoke, and it was impossible for him to ignore such a thing on his birthday.
No need.Lao Pengwang did not look back, disappeared step by step, and was about to lose his trace.
If you cannot pass the nine levels set by the saints of our clan, you will never be born again.This is the last word he left behind.
Is Lao Peng Wang wanting his grandson’s life?The nine gates set by ancient sages have been able to pass through for more than 100,000 years in less than the number of hands!
King Xiaopeng is already abolished. What is his intention to do this? Is it to let him re-cultivate for a lifetime?
The monks present were all surprised, both the older generation and the younger generation.
The Heavenly Demon Slaughter Saint Art is indeed terrifying, but it only shows the four styles, which is already like this. I really don’t know what kind of terrifying power the next five styles will have...
Everyone's heart was trembling. The ancient saints buried their bodies and stained the earth with blood. Those scenes seemed to appear before their eyes, making it difficult for everyone to calm down.
People couldn't help but look at Ye Fan. He actually cracked the first four styles of the Heavenly Demon Saint 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 hard to recall but found that such a holy technique was unpredictable.
Everyone was shocked and secretly surprised by Ye Fan's methods. If he could survive, his future would be limitless. Now he could look up to the younger generation.
Although he was about to die, his power became even stronger. Fluctlight could not be revealed and the body of the God King was not revealed. Who would compete with him?It is definitely the most true portrayal of him at this moment!
The Holy Lord of the Wind Clan nodded at him, raised his hand and threw a bottle of healing medicine, turned around and left, and the other Holy Lord-level figures also disappeared.
The cold mountain wind blows, the trees shake, and the leaves float. After the war, the endless mountains are devastated, and there is a kind of autumn sorrow.
The younger generation, whether it is the Sons or the Saints, are all chilling in their hearts, and the combat power of the Holy Body makes everyone extremely afraid.
Bo!
Suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared, and the murderous aura was thirsty!
A faint phantom suddenly appeared beside Ye Fan, and the iron sword penetrated into Ye Fan's chest, too fast and suddenly.
Everyone's pupils contracted suddenly, and many people asked themselves that if they were themselves, they would definitely not be able to escape and they would definitely die.
when!
Ye Fan was in a hurry and his golden fist hit the sword, but a terrible wound was still pierced from his chest, and golden blood flowed.
Zheng!
A sword shone with cold light on the earth, and another figure flew over, flew in white clothes, like a flying immortal from the sky!
It was so fast that people couldn't react. A woman in white merged with the sword and rushed to the front, pointing directly at Ye Fan's head.
There is no way to avoid it, everything is so abrupt and swift, and it appears out of thin air!
Blood splattered, his body was soaked in the blood of a penis, standing in the void, with blood on his hair, and he was like a bloody Shura, which was intimidating.
The body of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was torn in half, and all his internal organs were flowing out, which was very bloody and completely ruined.
Everyone has changed their colors. The arrogant Golden-winged Xiaopeng King actually ended up like this. It is really tragic!
He was originally a top figure in the younger generation. He was born in a young age, with a strong and domineering figure. He had been in the Eastern Desert for ten years and was invincible among his peers, but in the end he was so tragic.
Feng Huáng's eyes were filled with shock. She could hardly believe all this. The rebellious Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was defeated so thoroughly.
Zhao Fa's face was stiff and he was shocked. Whether it was the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King or Ye Fan, they were all against the will of heaven. Such a duel made him feel cold.
On the other hand, Yao Xi's expression was extremely complicated. Such a holy body made her feel uncomfortable. It was so powerful that it exceeded her expectations. She had the handle in the other party's hands and had always wanted to get it back but could not.
Although the faces of the Purple Mansion Saint Son, the Saint Son of Wanchu, the Saint Maiden of Yaochi and others were impermanent, it was hard to say whether they were calm in their hearts.
Ye Fan slashed the golden-winged Xiaopeng King alive, and his whole body was bleeding. He himself suffered great pain. The Heavenly Demon Slaughter Saint Art is unparalleled in the world. It is a saint technique that is not the world, leaving many terrifying wounds on him.
The two fought for nearly 5,000 rounds before the winner was decided. This was the most difficult battle he had ever encountered since his birth and almost died here.
If it weren't for the critical moment that he had realized some of his own Tao and evolved perfectly with the Holy Fighting Method, he would have ended up with regret.
You kill me!Ah... The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King shouted, all his thoughts were gone, his powerful body was destroyed by Ye Fan, which was a fatal blow.
At this time, his only head was still intact, and his body was completely torn into two halves by Ye Fan.
Ye Fan did not move at all, silent. He felt a pair of cold eyes staring at him, and murderous intent penetrated into his bones.
This is a terrible thought. Those eyes seem to penetrate the void. In a moment, blood can flow into a river and bones into mountains on the earth!
It was like a great god coming to the world, standing in the clouds, looking down at the vast earth, staring at Ye Fan coldly, murderous intent everywhere.
He couldn't see that person, but he knew that it must be the old Peng King who had passed away the world and made all the great saints extremely afraid of it!
Ye Fan felt the supreme aura of the Heavenly Demon Sacred Saint Art, which was many times more terrifying than the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King. In one thought, it was enough to make millions of creatures on the earth become corpses!
The old king Peng is rampant in the world, making all the saints retreat. He is a peerless hero of a generation, looking down on the Eastern Wilderness and unable to find an opponent!
Now that he has obtained the Heavenly Demon Slaughter Saint Art, it is hard for outsiders to predict how powerful it is.
Give me a good time and kill me. I will have no regrets if I die under your hands!The Golden-winged Little Phang roared.
Ye Fan really hated him very much. Every time he met, this arrogant bird man provoked him and repeatedly wanted to suppress him. This battle was destined a long time ago.
However, when he saw him feeling disappointed and so fierce, Ye Fan suddenly felt that this hateful birdman was somewhat straightforward.
In a sense, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King is much more pleasing to Hua Yunfei than the scheming, and is much more straightforward than the unknown Holy Son of Fluctlight.
Hua Yunfei, Yao Xi, the Sons of the Saints... These people, whether good or bad, will not be like this. Only the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King dares to face him with life and death.
puff!
Ye Fan finally moved, cut his right hand horizontally, cut off the head of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, and lifted it in his hand. The torn corpse gushed blood and fell to the sky.
Everyone was uproared. Ye Fan finally destroyed the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King. His Tianpeng true body was destroyed, and his cultivation was gone. From then on, there was no Xiaopeng King in the world!
The celestial posture, a king of a generation, became the past.
It's a pity that he was flying to the world and could have become a supreme demon lord of a generation, but ended up like this...
No one was not shocked, and the famous Golden-winged Xiaopeng King ended in disgrace.
People in the world say that he may be able to embark on the path of the great emperor, but he did not disappoint. He could defeat the old heroes in the opposite direction.
Unfortunately, he met the Doomsday Holy Body, a person who is worthy of his name to compete with the young emperor. He ended up in a desperate situation.
You kill me and give me some fun!The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King roared with his divine thoughts, and tears rolled down his eyes.
Everyone was moved. This rebellious young king had tears falling down. It is conceivable that he was completely disappointed at this moment.
Everyone was filled with awesomeness. The threat of the holy body was too great. Looking around the Eastern Wilderness, there are probably less than one person who can compete with him this year.
The only thing that made them glad was that Ye Fan had not much life, only half a month's life left. If he wanted to survive, he could only kill his own cultivation.
However, many people still have doubts in their hearts. Is such a powerful combat power really a dying person?They were wondering.
However, Ye Fan was injured by the great way, and everyone knows that even the peerless god king saved him with his life. They did not believe that Ye Fan could repair him by himself.
Because all the saints have already spoken that the holy body has reached a dead end and cannot be restored unless a shocking miracle occurs.
I didn't want to kill Brother Peng, but he forced me to take action. Please help me.Ye Fan sent a message through the void.
He felt the peerless murderous intent, as if a god was looking down at him, and would drop divine punishment at any time and give him a thunderous blow!
However, Ye Fan was not afraid, and secretly sent a message to the Black Emperor and laid out the formation patterns of the Void Emperor. At most, he could hold this head away from the Eastern Wilderness and never come back.
However, he was a little unwilling to accept that the nine secrets were scattered all over the East Wilderness, and one of them was on the Holy Cliff. He really didn't want to leave the East Wilderness now.
In the void, a figure came step by step, and the world was pulsating with him. This is the rhythm of the Great Dao!
Everyone was shocked. This was an incredible existence. The figure was solidified from the vague Tao and came like a god.
The famous Lao Peng King appeared. After practicing the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Saint Art, his charm made all the Saint Lords even more shocked.
He is tall and tall, wearing a golden Taoist robe, expressionless face, long golden hair, windless automatic, and his eyes are like two sharp swords, and he condenses into one with the heaven and earth.
As soon as the peerless demon king appeared, other big figures appeared one after another. On the birthday of the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan, many holy masters came.
Everyone looked at the field, paying attention to the development of the situation, and suddenly it was extremely quiet, and the sound of falling flowers in the endless mountains could be heard.
puff!
Lao Pengwang took action and pointed out with a point, Xiao Pengwang's torn body suddenly shattered and turned into a blood mist.Everyone was shocked, what did he mean?Destroying one's grandson's body is equivalent to completely vanishing hope!
brush!
Lao Pengwang waved his hand, and the head in Ye Fan flew over and landed in his big hand.
Do you know why you lost?His face was calm.
I... The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King growled in pain, his eyes filled with blood.
Forget it, I'll send you on my way myself. I used to spoil you too much and wasted your talent.Lao Pengwang said calmly, his eyes were extremely deep, and he raised his hand and pointed it at his head.
Brother Peng, don’t want this!The Holy Lord of the Wind Clan was surprised and raised his hand to stop him.
The others next to him were even more shocked. Everyone knows that Lao Peng is extremely domineering and very protective of his shortcomings. He is the most doting of his grandson, who is so arrogant. He did not expect that he would kill him with his own hands now.
The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was inspired by the murderous intention and woke up, as if he was enlightened, his eyes were quickly and peaceful. His eyes were a little dim and he didn't say a word.
Do you understand?Lao Peng's finger sucked and spitted out golden light. As long as he poked forward, his head would be broken.
I understand.The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King spoke calmly, ignoring the danger of life and death.
You didn't disappoint me completely.Old King Peng lifted 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 dominate the world.
Brother Peng, please stay, I have holy medicine for healing here.The Holy Lord of the Wind Clan spoke, and it was impossible for him to ignore such a thing on his birthday.
No need.Lao Pengwang did not look back, disappeared step by step, and was about to lose his trace.
If you cannot pass the nine levels set by the saints of our clan, you will never be born again.This is the last word he left behind.
Is Lao Peng Wang wanting his grandson’s life?The nine gates set by ancient sages have been able to pass through for more than 100,000 years in less than the number of hands!
King Xiaopeng is already abolished. What is his intention to do this? Is it to let him re-cultivate for a lifetime?
The monks present were all surprised, both the older generation and the younger generation.
The Heavenly Demon Slaughter Saint Art is indeed terrifying, but it only shows the four styles, which is already like this. I really don’t know what kind of terrifying power the next five styles will have...
Everyone's heart was trembling. The ancient saints buried their bodies and stained the earth with blood. Those scenes seemed to appear before their eyes, making it difficult for everyone to calm down.
People couldn't help but look at Ye Fan. He actually cracked the first four styles of the Heavenly Demon Saint 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 hard to recall but found that such a holy technique was unpredictable.
Everyone was shocked and secretly surprised by Ye Fan's methods. If he could survive, his future would be limitless. Now he could look up to the younger generation.
Although he was about to die, his power became even stronger. Fluctlight could not be revealed and the body of the God King was not revealed. Who would compete with him?It is definitely the most true portrayal of him at this moment!
The Holy Lord of the Wind Clan nodded at him, raised his hand and threw a bottle of healing medicine, turned around and left, and the other Holy Lord-level figures also disappeared.
The cold mountain wind blows, the trees shake, and the leaves float. After the war, the endless mountains are devastated, and there is a kind of autumn sorrow.
The younger generation, whether it is the Sons or the Saints, are all chilling in their hearts, and the combat power of the Holy Body makes everyone extremely afraid.
Bo!
Suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared, and the murderous aura was thirsty!
A faint phantom suddenly appeared beside Ye Fan, and the iron sword penetrated into Ye Fan's chest, too fast and suddenly.
Everyone's pupils contracted suddenly, and many people asked themselves that if they were themselves, they would definitely not be able to escape and they would definitely die.
when!
Ye Fan was in a hurry and his golden fist hit the sword, but a terrible wound was still pierced from his chest, and golden blood flowed.
Zheng!
A sword shone with cold light on the earth, and another figure flew over, flew in white clothes, like a flying immortal from the sky!
It was so fast that people couldn't react. A woman in white merged with the sword and rushed to the front, pointing directly at Ye Fan's head.
There is no way to avoid it, everything is so abrupt and swift, and it appears out of thin air!
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