The corners of his mouth raised slightly, Zhu Tianpeng's interest was aroused.
Along the way, he had almost built up his self-confidence that he was invincible in the same realm. Now, a similar existence suddenly appeared. He really wanted to test the latter's ability.
"Let's fight!"
With a shake of the long sword in his hand, Zhu Tianpeng didn't talk nonsense. When the aura around him exploded, all the strength in his body was quietly mobilized at this moment, and he was at his peak state in the blink of an eye.
"So strong!"
Feeling the power emanating from Zhu Tianpeng, 90% of the people in the venue were stunned by it.
That overwhelming aura, even though it was only half a Dao King's cultivation level, still put most of the Dao King Realm experts to shame.
Not only that, they could clearly feel from the coercion emanating from Zhu Tianpeng that although the latter's cultivation level was only at the level of a half-dao king, his power was comparable to the existence of the Tao King Dzogchen.
"interesting!"
“It’s so interesting!”
At this time, Nie Fengyun's almost crazy voice also quietly resounded. Under Zhu Tianpeng's momentum, he stepped forward step by step. The power on his body rose rapidly, but within the scope of the power he could mobilize, it was unlimited.
Close to Zhu Tianpeng's posture at this moment.
However, he did not force his cultivation level to surpass that of the Half-Step King. As he said before, he locked his own power at the same level. With strong fluctuations rising all over his body, he took out a long knife with his right hand and held it tightly.
He said in his hand: "Donghuang'an, come and fight!"
After speaking, Nie Fengyun stepped on the ground with his right foot, and rushed out like a sharp blade unsheathed, holding a long knife in his hand and slashing straight towards the area where Zhu Tianpeng was.
"Well done!"
In response, Zhu Tianpeng was not afraid at all. He shouted lowly, tightened his sword and slashed directly to attack.
The next second, the swords collided together.
Zheng——
Fire light splashed out, and under the collision of the two forces, the figures of Zhu Tianpeng and Nie Fengyun were separated at the touch, and both sides appeared in the area where the other had been standing before.
This time——
The clothes around his waist were torn, a cut appeared, and blood spilled out. You could vaguely see a knife moving restlessly. A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Zhu Tianpeng's mouth, and he frowned slightly and said, "What a fast knife!"
On the other side, Nie Fengyun was in a bad condition. He saw a three-foot-long sword mark on his chest. As blood spurted out, he knelt down on one knee. The front end of the long knife was stuck on the ground, and he couldn't help but gasp.
A few times.
This scene immediately shocked the onlookers, especially the monks who knew how powerful Nie Fengyun was. They couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's fake, how could it be like this!"
"Nie Fengyun seems to be at a disadvantage!"
"It's unbelievable. That Nie ruthless man actually met his opponent and was even suppressed by someone in the same realm."
"..."
Similarly, after a moment of shock, everyone's eyes then focused on Zhu Tianpeng. They were all shocked, horrified and horrified at the terrifying combat power shown by the latter.
Especially those who had tried to deal with Zhu Tianpeng to please Shen Qiankun and others before, their hands and feet were all sweating now and they looked extremely funny.
At this time, Zhu Tianpeng had already stood up. With the strength of his imperial body, the wound on his waist had recovered as before, and all the sword intent in it had been dissipated.
Holding the sword, he turned around and looked at Nie Fengyun, who was still kneeling on the ground. The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he said, "What, can't you get up?"
"If this is all you have, can you also declare that the battle is over?"
As he spoke, Zhu Tianpeng raised the long sword in his hand and swung it. A three-foot sword energy shot through the air and struck directly at the area where Nie Fengyun was.
"What a joke!"
As the roar started, a blood-colored gas could be seen quietly emerging from Nie Fengyun's body, surrounding him at a speed visible to the naked eye. The long sword in his hand was filled with blood, and he blocked the sword energy while swinging it.
Immediately afterwards, Nie Fengyun stood up from the ground and turned around. His long black hair was now covered with blood, but his eyes were extremely cold. He suddenly raised his left hand to cover his forehead, and his whole body looked crazy.
Laughed: "Haha..."
"It's so happy, it's so happy, Dong Huangan, I recognize your power!"
"As expected of you, you were able to hurt me. If I had met you when I was half-step king, I would have been killed by you in one move. Unfortunately, you cannot be my opponent now!"
"Destroy you, destroy you, I will destroy you!"
While roaring, you can see that the blood-colored gas on Nie Fengyun's body is getting stronger and stronger. Under the blessing of this momentum, his power is infinitely comparable to the Dao Emperor Realm existence, and he still has not improved himself with the cultivation level of a half-step king.
.
This scene once again caused agitation in the entire audience. A monk looked at the figure wrapped in blood in horror and shouted: "How is this possible!"
“It’s actually still improving!”
"It's unbelievable. The cultivation level of a half-foot-step king is comparable to the power of a Tao Emperor. If he goes all out, he can really rival a Tao Emperor-level powerhouse!"
"The rumors of leapfrog fighting are indeed true. Nie Fengyun really has a power comparable to or even surpassing that of most of the emperor's sons. It's unbelievable, it's really unbelievable!"
"..."
But unfortunately, their calls had no effect. At this moment, Zhu Tianpeng and Nie Fengyun ignored them. The two sides looked at each other, fighting spirit and murderous intent colliding in the air.
"Condensation!"
After about seven or eight breaths, Nie Fengyun suddenly roared, and you could see the blood-colored gas floating outside his body. Now that it was stained on his body like mucus, it condensed into a liquid at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He got a bloody armor.
Bloody light bloomed, and countless monks subconsciously averted their eyes and did not dare to look at him.
"This is……"
On the contrary, Zhu Tianpeng had opened his Emperor's Eyes at this moment and could clearly see the changes under the bloody light. His whole face was solemn at this moment. He subconsciously clasped his hands and held the long sword and said: "It's unbelievable, you are not pure.
Blood!"
Although it was only for a moment, there was no secret under the gaze of the Emperor's eyes. The power in Nie Fengyun's body was not pure. Before, he had always expressed himself as an innate god, but at this moment, he was overflowing.
Demonic spirit and devilish spirit!
Astonishingly, Nie Fengyun himself is the owner of the blood of three races: humans, demons, and demons. He has successfully awakened and mastered the power of demons and demons, creating his terrifying combat power.
At this moment, Zhu Tianpeng finally understood why the Divine Court and the Imperial Court of the Empire of All Gods did not allow him to become the emperor's son. Even though he possessed power that surpassed most of the emperor's sons and was even comparable to the so-called first emperor's son, God Qiankun.
Because of his bloodline, the latter was destined not to receive good treatment or a high status within the Empire of the Gods.