Chapter 259: Pressing the Golden Winged Xiaopeng King
Chapter 259 Overwhelming the Golden Winged Peng King
"Buzz"
Ye Fan's golden fist struck, as if the hardest iron of God vibrated too fast, and made a harsh trembling sound.
This was a violent divine power, and the golden brilliance dyed the sky gorgeously, as if a blazing sun was breaking in the sky.
"boom"
This powerful and heavy golden fist hit the golden-winged Xiaopeng King hard on the back chest, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood with golden threads.
"Roar……"
The Golden-winged Little Peng King roared, his hair flying wildly, his roots standing upright, his powerful body possessing demonic properties, sending out terrifying waves like the ocean, trying to reverse the disadvantage.
The divine roc spread its wings, but without turning around, it swept behind him. His right arm was as heavy as a mountain, crushing the space. It was hard to imagine what kind of crazy force this was.
"when"
Ye Fan's golden fist struck out and hit the sweeping arm. It was like striking iron, making a loud clanging sound.
Their physical bodies are comparable to mountains, and their strength has reached an incredible level. They can distort space by waving their fists and arms with extreme strength.
"call"
The strong wind was raging, and the moment the Golden Winged Peng King turned around, Ye Fan's big golden hand shot out, like a big millstone chopping down.
This blow was very terrifying. The big hand like a millstone was made of gold and was filled with destructive force. The space it pressed rumbled with frightening force.
"Snapped"
There was no way to avoid it. This big hand locked the sky and fell down, hitting the Golden Winged Little Peng King hard, and half of his body was hit.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King was suddenly thrown away. Such a heavy blow was too powerful even for him. Blood spurted from his mouth, his blond hair was scattered, and he almost fell to the void.
Ye Fan had the upper hand, so he naturally didn't want him to reverse the situation, so he didn't give him a chance at all, and launched his most powerful attacks one after another.
"boom"
The big golden hand flew across the air, cutting across the path ahead, slapping down, taking the lead one step at a time, taking the initiative step by step. This kind of offensive was continuous, almost locking the opponent and pressing him down.
"when"
The Tianpeng spread its wings, trying to break the big golden hand, and attacked so fiercely that the void darkened. This terrifying big slash drained all the essence of the surrounding heaven and earth.
The Golden Winged Peng King is full of wildness, with murderous intent in his eyes, and he fights back almost madly, his body burning with blazing divine fire, trying to get rid of this disadvantage.
"When", "when", "when"...
However, Ye Fan's ancient holy body is even more powerful, resisting force with force, suppressing force with force, and the golden fist is almost ready to penetrate the sky, possessing unparalleled strength.
The fierce collision is like the ancient heaven coming to the world and touching the sky, and like the Milky Way falling down and hitting the vast earth!
Ye Fan's golden fist seemed to be condensed with the heaven and earth. Every time he punched it, the sky trembled and the people watching the battle from a distance were horrified.
It's hard to estimate how powerful it is!
"Bang", "dang"...
Such a fierce confrontation is almost invisible to the younger generation. One is the ancient holy body, and the other is the descendant of the divine roc who can fight the real dragon.
Both bodies represent the ultimate strength, like the tip of a needle against the awn of wheat. Their battle is so heart-stirring that even Fang Tianyu is shaking.
Ye Fan's magical power is endless, tireless, and his momentum is getting stronger and stronger. Even the arrogant Golden-winged Xiaopeng King is frightened. The golden fists are like mountains hitting each other, hitting him backwards one after another.
At this moment, Tianpeng Divine Wings could not cut the opponent, and the golden fist smashed the space. Every heavy blow made his arms numb, and the terrifying force made him almost vomit blood.
Ye Fan just didn't want to give him a chance to reverse his defeat. He would never underestimate his opponents, let alone Tianpeng, who could sweep the younger generation with continuous attacks.
"boom"
He attacked and killed like a storm, beating the Golden Winged Peng King so hard that it couldn't bear it. Blood kept bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and the light in his arms dimmed a lot.
"Snapped"
Ye Fan's golden fist finally penetrated, passed through the Peng Wings blockage, and hit him on the chest. This heavy blow made the Golden Winged Peng King too much to bear, and he felt severe pain.
He flew backwards, blood spurted out, staining his messy hair with little blood stains, and his majestic body trembled slightly.
Ye Fan pursued, and the two seemed to be connected by an invisible rope, unable to get rid of each other.
"Whoosh"
Ye Fan used the Great Void Technique and suddenly appeared, with a big black hand flying across the sky. The big handprint of the void fell down, and the Golden Winged Peng King could not avoid it.
"boom"
This was a terrible blow, hitting the Golden Winged Peng King directly on the head, causing him to spin around and lose his balance.
The tyrannical little devil Tianpeng was beaten to such a miserable state that his clothes were dyed red with blood, causing everyone in Yuankong to gasp.
You know, the power of the Golden-winged Little Peng King spreads far and wide, and almost all the younger generation in the demon clan don’t know about him. He wants to take the path of the Great Emperor!
This was an excellent opportunity. Ye Fan caught up with him in eight steps. While the Golden Winged Peng King was a little confused, he hugged a magic mountain and jumped down.
Baoshan Seal!
"boom"
The towering mountains, majestic and unstoppable, pressed down on the little devil Tianpeng, as if they had the power to turn the world upside down!
In the distance, everyone felt the destructive aura and couldn't help but feel terrified.
However, the golden-winged Xiaopeng King was not broken. The black mountain hit him and he flew sideways. His body was cracked and bleeding, but he still did not fall down.
"Buzz"
Ye Fan pursued, holding the sun seal with his left hand and the moon seal with his right hand. The sun and the bright moon crossed the sky, each shining brightly and sending out heart-stopping fluctuations. They were both as big as a small mountain, and they were pushed forward and crushed by him.
It pressed across the sky and made a rumbling sound.
"boom
The sun was shining across the sky, shining brightly. Ye Fan struck hard with his left hand, knocking the Golden-winged Little Peng King upside down, and his blond hair was stained red by the blood spurting from his mouth.
"Snapped"
The moon mark was in the sky, soft and gorgeous. Ye Fan's right hand slapped down and hit the body of the Golden-winged Little Peng King, like a turbulent wave of water and a stormy wave crashing on the shore.
This Tianpeng body was covered with bloodstains, and its joints made a rattling sound. Its intensity was shocking.
"I don't believe I can't stop beating you!" Ye Fan shouted, his body glowing like a divine body that had been refined for hundreds of times, shining brilliantly.
"enough!"
Suddenly, the Golden Winged Peng King roared. He was a little dazed after being hit on the head. At this moment, the severe pain made him wake up completely, and he let out a low roar like a beast.
The descendant of the divine roc who can fight real dragons has amazing vitality. His eyes are almost crazy. Thousands of golden feathers rush out and break through the sky, like golden spears!
In a terrifying killing method, the endless golden feathers all turned into blazing divine spears, each spear carrying golden flames.
"Chi", "Chi", "Chi"...
The sound of breaking through the air is endless, and they all stab at Ye Fan, a killing style that makes people frightened and desperate!
"When", "when", "when"...
Ye Fan slapped with his big golden hand to block the golden spears. If it were another person, he would have been penetrated through the flesh and blood and died of blood.
But Ye Fan is the ancient holy body, which is even stronger than Tianpeng's physical body. He can create a path in the waves of divine spears!
Moreover, he was not retreating, but was moving forward, killing the Golden Winged Peng King, trying to kill him.
"Rumble"
Ye Fan used various seals and techniques to attack and kill in endlessly, shattering the divine spears and forcing him to attack the Golden Winged Peng King.
"boom"
The Golden Winged Peng King raised his arms, and thousands of golden feathers gathered together, turning into a golden sky, and suddenly fell towards Ye Fan.
This is a curtain composed of sharp spears. It is a means of killing. It was suppressed in an instant and submerged Ye Fan.
In the distance, everyone gasped.
"This birdman is so terrifying. At the critical moment, all the golden feathers are a murderous weapon. It is impossible to guard against it. Even if the ancient holy body can block it, another person would have become a hedgehog!" Tu Fei was heartbroken.
"I'm afraid this is just a front end!" Qing Yi said in a deep voice.
"boom"
Ye Fan displayed various attack methods, and all the seals came out at once, causing the golden sky to penetrate and then shatter. All the divine spears shattered and turned into broken feathers, flying and falling down one after another.
There are pieces of broken gold between the sky and the earth, and countless peng feathers are flying and falling to the ground.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King disappeared, disappearing in front of people's eyes.
Ye Fan stood in the sky, scanning all directions, guarding against the opponent's thunder blow, and unleashing a killer.
Others were also looking and looking around.
"This birdman vomited so much blood, he must have been seriously injured. He couldn't have been defeated, right?" Tu Fei said to himself.
Everyone else was also shocked and confused. Ye Fan's attack method just now was obvious to everyone. If they had gone up and attacked with their own bodies, they would have turned into ashes.
"Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, are you unable to escape?" Ye Fan said.
A heavy cold snort came from the sky, and a golden figure appeared. The golden-winged Xiaopeng King sat cross-legged in the void, with golden light all over his body, crackling sounds all over his body, and all the bones in his body were shaking.
"boom"
The evil spirit surged into the sky, surging around him like a vast ocean. He stood up in a hurry, his eyes filled with wild brilliance, and said coldly: "Am I going to be defeated? What a joke, everything has just begun!"
Everyone was surprised. The golden-winged Xiaopeng King became more powerful, as if he was not injured, and there was a monstrous evil spirit swirling behind him.
"This birdman was pressed down and beaten by the ancient holy body, but no harm was caused. He recovered in such a short time. This is too terrifying." Tu Fei was shocked.
"Sure enough, the Golden-winged Little Peng King has the potential to become a great emperor, and can compete with the Ancient Holy Body at the same level!" A strong man from the demon clan was surprised.
Qing Yi showed a strange look and said: "Could he really be on the path to becoming an emperor?!"
Yan Ruyu also whispered, "Maybe... he really has such potential."
The Golden Winged Peng King came down and stood opposite Ye Fan. At this moment, his demonic aura was soaring into the sky, surging, and murderous intent filled the air.
"One hundred and eight thousand swords!"
His voice penetrated the cracked stone, vibrated the sky, and made many people's eardrums hurt.
At this moment, the world was filled with murderous intent, sword rays soaring into the sky, like endless volcanoes erupting into the sky!
Under the sky, there are like forests of divine swords, lined up in the sky, each one is several feet long. The swords are sharp and cold, standing upright towards the sky, with bright light and murderous intent.
One hundred and eight thousand swords!
Each one is made from the feathers of the divine roc, and they are all breathing out dazzling sword energy, sharp and dazzling, and breathtaking.
Looking around, there are divine swords everywhere, blazing and murderous, making people tremble with fear.
"I don't know whether the ancient emperor killed the ancient holy body when he was young. Maybe I will create a great feat and let the holy blood pave the way for me to become an emperor!"
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King has a strong figure, with locks of blond hair flying around in a messy manner without wind, and his eyes are full of wildness and killing.
Ye Fan was in the sword forest, facing the endless sword light rising into the sky, and feeling the biting murderous intent. He took out the Lihuo Divine Furnace without any fear.
"In physical confrontation, I can suppress you, and now I can still trample you under my feet!" Ye Fan's expression was indifferent, but he was full of strong self-confidence, and the inch-high crystal stove was held in the palm of his hand.