The power of the attack was even greater than that of the previous two Shadow-breaking Thorns. The moment it hit Peng Qianqiu's body, Peng Qianqiu's body shone with golden light, directly ejecting Yang Rui's attack and Yang Rui himself!
There was sarcasm in Peng Qianqiu's eyes: "You were lucky enough to hurt me earlier. Do you really think that I can't withstand your shadow-breaking thorn? The armor attached to my body is the defensive weapon of my Jinpeng royal family. It is like a closed armor.
!How can you defeat it?"
Outside the battlefield, Hua Panling saw this scene and said coldly: "Spiritual soldiers were used in the competition? How shameless is the Jinpeng clan?"
Peng Tianshu smiled and said: "What do you call this? Since it is a competition, you must use everything that can improve your strength. Spiritual soldiers are naturally included in it. If Elder Panling thinks it is inappropriate, he can naturally let him
What's wrong with the disciples of your Snake Clan using spiritual weapons? It's not like the boy who fought against our clan Peng Qianqiu this time didn't have spiritual weapons, right? That would be a pity. It seems that Elder Panling can only watch this boy die.
It’s before your eyes.”
After hearing Peng Tianshu's words, everyone in the Demon Clan looked a little weird. The three major royal families of the Demon Clan came a little later and did not see the initial fight between Yang Rui and the Demon Clan disciples, nor did they see it.
He saw Yang Rui's spiritual soldiers, so he could say this. If Peng Tianshu and others saw Yang Rui's snake soul, I'm afraid they would never say such words as using spiritual soldiers.
Yang Rui's eyes flashed with coldness as he was thrown away, and his heart was extremely angry. This Jinpeng clan is really a shameless family, starting from the great elder Peng Qianqiu of the Jinpeng clan, to the disciples Peng Qianqiu and Peng Jinyidu of the Jinpeng clan.
It can be described as shameless!
The wind wings behind Yang Rui spread out. The vitality in his body had already bottomed out in the previous blow. Even if he measured the snake soul at this moment, he would not be able to launch another offensive that could threaten Peng Qianqiu. It would be better to quickly restore his own vitality.
, and then sacrificed the snake soul and gave Peng Qianqiu a hard blow!
Yang Rui's figure kept pulling, so Peng Qianqiu's attacks were still unable to completely lock him. Peng Jinyi did not continue to prepare for the attack, but also spread out his golden wings and chased Yang Rui in the air. His realm was powerful, and his physical body
Strong, even if he does not rely on magical powers, he is still his home in the air. As long as he can catch Yang Rui, one blow can directly make Yang Rui lose his combat effectiveness!
Just as Yang Rui said, after breaking through to the fourth level of Concentration Realm, it is not difficult to escape from Peng Qianqiu's hands. With the blessing of the artistic conception of wind, the speed of the wind wing behind Yang Rui is not inferior to Peng Qianqiu's golden one.
Wings, constantly swirling with Peng Qianqiu in the air, avoiding Peng Qianqiu's airflow attacks while desperately absorbing the vitality between the surrounding heaven and earth.
Several powerful men outside the battlefield can feel that Yang Rui's originally weak aura is constantly improving at this moment, and it will soon be close to Yang Rui's peak.
"This boy, his vitality recovers so quickly!" Looking at Yang Rui who kept flashing in the air, Hua Panling was secretly surprised: "It's just like what the patriarch said, the origin of the strong man behind this boy is amazing.
I’m afraid I have an incredible inheritance!”
The rest of the elders and the Holy Master were also secretly frightened. They were obviously surprised by Yang Rui's rapid recovery. At the same time, they were also looking forward to the next confrontation. Originally, they thought that Peng Qianqiu, who was at the eighth level of the Concentrating Soul Realm, would fight against the fourth level of the Concentrating Soul Realm.
Yang Rui should be crushed, but judging from the previous confrontation, although Peng Qianqiu had the advantage, he did not win over Yang Rui by a lot. Logically speaking, with such a big difference in realm, the battle should end with Yang Rui being crushed.
The only thing is to end it quickly. The current scene can't help but make them curious about what the next battle will be like.
Yang Rui quickly replenished his health, folded the wind wings behind him and stopped in place. Peng Qianqiu, who was behind him, saw Yang Rui stop and taunted: "I knew I couldn't escape, so I couldn't help it.
Do you want to ask for mercy? I tell you, it’s too late! Today you humiliated my Jinpeng royal family, and I want your snake blood to wash away the humiliation you have brought to my royal family!”
There was contempt in Yang Rui's eyes. He had heard Mo Tianci say this before. However, although Yang Rui did not agree with Mo Tianci's views, he had some understanding of Mo Tianci because he knew the living environment of the Demon Realm. But Peng Qianqiu
That is completely different, that is completely shameless. This is true for Peng Tianshu, and so is Peng Qianqiu!
The snake soul emerged in Yang Rui's hand. Facing Peng Qianqiu who was charging straight at him, the snake spirit appeared behind Yang Rui. The snake soul and the snake tail attacked together, and the Shadow-breaking Thorn stabbed directly at Peng Qianqiu.
"It's useless! It seems that you are completely frightened. You have even forgotten the sealing armor on my body! Then just go and die!" Peng Qianqiu accelerated again in mid-air, and his wings turned into swords directly.
Cut to Yang Rui!
Boom...
Boom!
With two slight sounds, Peng Qianqiu's proud armor was directly left with a big hole by Yang Rui's snake soul and tail, and golden blood continued to flow out.
At the last moment, Peng Qianqiu felt the sharpness of the snake soul. Although his body hit him, he still avoided the vital position and only pierced Peng Qianqiu's chest.
Peng Qianqiu looked at the short gun in Yang Rui's hand and said angrily: "You are so despicable! You actually used a high-grade spiritual weapon!"
Yang Rui's face was full of sarcasm, and he sneered: "You can't afford to lose? Or do you mean that the Jinpeng royal family can't afford to lose? When you used seal-like armor to deflect my attack, the big brother of your Jinpeng family couldn't afford to lose.
The elder has said that no one stipulates that spiritual weapons cannot be used in competitions. If that is the case, why don’t you use high-grade spiritual weapons, Peng Qianqiu? It’s not because you don’t have any, right?”
Peng Tianshu's face was ashen, and he could not refute Yang Rui's sarcasm, because these words were indeed what he said to Hua Panling.
Hua Panling laughed loudly: "Well said! Isn't it that the Jinpeng royal family has no ability to prepare a high-grade spiritual weapon for the first person in the Concentration Realm of the Jinpeng Royal Family? But it comes to mind, the spirit weapon used by the Jinpeng Royal Family's first person in the Concentration Realm is
The soldiers are all in armor, which shows that the strength of the number one person in the Concentration Realm should not be very good. Otherwise, the Jinpeng Royal Family would not have given him an armor to save his life, let alone any high-grade spiritual weapons.
I can take my life, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to use it!”