Seeing that Mo Wangchen dared to take action directly.
A cold light flashed in Peng Zheng's eyes, and he sneered on his face.
He didn't know who Mo Wangchen was.
He was not interested in knowing, because in Peng Zheng's opinion, the two young men in front of him were just little people who had not even entered the imperial realm.
You can suppress it with just a raise of your hand!
"Sacred Power of the Divine Poc!"
He gave a soft drink, and his whole body glowed with the charm of the laws of an emperor-level powerhouse.
The next moment, a phantom of a Kunpeng was formed. It spread its wings thousands of feet, covered the sky, and swooped down.
Boom!
What shocked Pengzheng was that when his attack collided with Mo Wangchen's Holy Sun Seal, Kunpeng's shadow instantly collapsed, as if evaporated by the bright sun and dissipated.
When the Holy Sun Seal was completely close to him, Peng Zheng's expression changed drastically, and he finally felt the terrifying power of this attack, which was not weaker than the attack of a strong Emperor Realm man.
"How is that possible?!"
His eyes were full of disbelief that a young man from the human race, with only a Saint-level cultivation, could unleash an attack that even made him feel dangerous!
"Tianpeng Overlord Body!"
In the midst of the lightning and flint, he did not dare to hesitate at all. He raised his head and shouted loudly. At this moment, his body suddenly shook and turned into a huge Kunpeng, spreading its wings across the void.
His body was as huge as a mountain. The moment he appeared, he covered the entire sky, shrouding Baihua City in black shadow.
Boom!
The wings grew golden feathers, like sharp blades, which were slashed vertically. The sharp light flashed, splitting Mo Wangchen's Holy Sun Seal into two halves, and exploded on the spot.
"Who are you?!"
Peng Zheng gave a deep drink, squinted his eyes, and looked at Mo Wangchen below with a slightly solemn expression.
By now, he no longer dared to underestimate the other party. Didn't this young man in white only have the cultivation level of the Saint Lord Realm? How could he possess such terrifying combat power?
Could it be that the Taikoo clan has been hiding in the world for too long and can no longer keep up with the pace of this era?
Why is it that today, among the human race, it seems like a random person has a fighting power comparable to that of the young king of the Ancient Tribe?!
"Get off here!"
Mo Wangchen did not answer the other party. He struck out a palm again and incorporated the power of the Immortal Sutra. In the void where there was no fluctuation, a sky-covering hand emerged above the head of the huge Kunpeng, which was much larger than its body.
This big hand tore through the void and came out, surrounded by a force of chaos, causing the space to collapse. It was the Hunyuan Seal in the Immortal Seal of Dao Dao.
"snort!"
Peng Zheng snorted coldly, the giant Peng's body shook, and an unparalleled golden light glowed, forming a golden ocean of charm, pushing upwards.
Boom!
Earth-shaking explosions followed, and the terrifying aftermath caused some buildings in Baihua City to collapse.
The Hunyuan Seal collapsed and turned into boundless air waves sweeping across the sky. The terrifying fluctuations caused by the collision were enough to wipe out an ordinary Emperor Realm expert on the spot!
"You are provoking the majesty of our Kunpeng clan. Let's see how I suppress you today!"
High in the sky, Peng Zheng shouted angrily, his voice reverberating, and his wings stretched out for thousands of feet, covering the entire sky.
After finishing his words, its huge body swooped down, its claws carrying an astonishing sharp light, grabbing Mo Wangchen in the city.
"I have learned about the Kunpeng bloodline. Let me see today, how different are you, a descendant of Kunpeng?"
Mo Wangchen laughed loudly, with no fear on his face. As soon as he finished speaking, his body shook violently and turned into a thousand-foot giant, rising into the sky.
Boom!
The huge fist was blasted out fiercely, like a mountain falling down, as if even the space was shattered, and it was forced towards Peng Zheng's claws.
"You actually dare to fight at close range with the Kunpeng clan?!"
"That is the descendant of the ancient Kunpeng. His body is as strong as a real dragon. Isn't Mo Wangchen too confident?"
In the city, everyone was in an uproar and talking. In their opinion, the most terrifying thing about the Ancient Clan was their physical strength.
In a close fight with such a race, the human race will definitely suffer a big loss!
Click!
However, amidst everyone's discussion, what happened when the sky was locked made them completely dumbfounded.
But they saw that when Mo Wangchen's fist was about to collide with the huge roc claw, the sharp blade bursting out from the roc claw actually cracked directly, making it vulnerable to a single blow.
"How is that possible?!"
Peng Zheng's expression changed, and he quickly retracted his claws, not to collide with Mo Wangchen's fist.
Is this human youth's physical body so terrifying?
It was not difficult for him to imagine that if he collided with the opponent, the roc's claws would be smashed into pulp.
disease!
With this thought in his mind, Peng Zheng flapped his wings, stirring up wild storms. He soared into the sky, trying to distance himself from Mo Wangchen.
"No way?"
"The young king of the Kunpeng tribe actually retired and didn't dare to fight Mo Wangchen in a physical fight?!"
The whole city was in an uproar. Everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't believe what was happening.
"God King Body!"
"Is this Mo Wangchen's divine king body? Not even the descendants of Kunpeng dare to confront it head-on!"
Soon, everyone remembered something, "They had heard early in the morning that the divine king's body was extraordinary, and that Mo Wangchen's physical power was unmatched by very few of the younger generation in the world. However, they did not expect that it would be so terrifying.
The young king with the body of Kunpeng can only retire!"
"Didn't you say that I provoked your Kunpeng clan's majesty and you wanted to suppress me?"
Don't Wangchen raised his head and roared, the roar was like thunder, rolling and echoing in the void, "Don't you, the Kunpeng clan, boast that your body is as strong as a real dragon? Why don't you dare to fight me up close now?"
"Who the hell are you?!"
High in the sky, Peng Zheng shouted angrily, feeling aggrieved in his heart. This young man in white is too scary. Is he really just a Saint-level cultivator?
"In the past, I once suppressed a human genius with Kunpeng bloodline. I thought that as a descendant of Kunpeng, you would be more powerful than him, but I didn't expect that you would be so vulnerable. If you have the ability, come down and challenge me."
Mo Wangchen did not answer the other party's words, but continued, "You, the ancient race, are proud of your physical strength and regard our human race as ants. Why don't you dare to compete with me now?"
"you!"
High in the sky, Peng Zheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Just as the other party said, the Ancient Clan has always been proud of their physical bodies and could easily crush the human race in close combat.
Only some human races with supreme physiques can rival the Ancient Race, but in ancient times, such characters have rarely appeared.
In this life, did the human race actually give birth to one?!
He was originally proud of his physical strength, but now, being yelled at by a human race, he did not dare to confront the opponent head-on. With that punch just now, he felt how powerful Mo Wangchen's physical body was. It was too scary.
It is obviously comparable to many ancient royal families!