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Chapter 242 King Golden-winged Xiaopeng!(2/2)

At this time, he slowly shook his head:

"Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, I think you misunderstood me. What I said about letting you try is for you to come in your true form, not just an incarnation of a god."

After finishing his words, Lin Hao's body trembled slightly, and the blood energy roared and surged into the sky. Then, he struck out with a palm, and his divine energy was as powerful as an ancient monument in the sky, with astonishing power.

Bang! In an instant, the huge palm print collided with the terrifying Tianpeng claws, and violent divine power swept away.

But soon, Tianpeng's claws were easily shattered and turned into large pieces of divine light that scattered.

"What, you can resist my Tianpeng claws so easily?"

A trace of surprise appeared on the face of the Golden-winged Peng King. He did not expect that the power that Lin Hao, a human monk, could burst out would be so powerful.

What surprised him even more was that after the huge handprint shattered his offensive, it continued to attack him again without losing strength.

In this situation, the Golden Winged Peng King had no time to think too much and instinctively used Tianpeng's extreme speed to avoid it.

It's a pity that no matter how he dodges, this void seems to be alive, making it impossible for him to break free!

"Human monk, how dare you be so presumptuous! When I personally see you, I will cut you into pieces with a thousand swords and kill you completely!"

Seeing the golden big handprint crushing towards him, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King had a gloomy face and shouted coldly.

Boom! However, what responded to him was a thunderous explosion. The golden handprint swept across with unparalleled power, and blasted the Golden Winged Peng King with one palm.

High in the sky, the divine light flowed all over the sky, and was extremely blazing. Finally, it slowly dissipated, leaving Lin Hao standing alone. The rapid cold wind howled, making his robes rustle.

"This... this is it. The Golden-winged Little Peng King... was killed?" Qin Yao's pretty face turned pale in the distance, her pair of water-like autumn eyes stared at the sky, and she lost her voice.

"Don't worry, that Pengniao is fine. What's being destroyed right now is just a clone of his spiritual mind. I'll wait here until his true form comes!"
Chapter completed!
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