A ruthless expression appeared on Yi Cangqiong's face, and two veins of heaven and earth suddenly appeared behind him, and his arms swept forward.
"The roc spreads its wings!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his arms suddenly twisted and trembled, demonic energy spurted out, and the power of heaven and earth surged, as if something was about to burst out of his body.
Wow!
The arms disappeared, and the huge golden wings suddenly stretched out, and the golden feathers on them spread out like fan bones.
Each peng feather is like a peerless sword, extremely powerful and can even cut off spiritual weapons easily.
The closer it is to the front of the wings, the bigger the sword becomes, and the flashing light becomes colder and sharper!
The peng feather at the front is glowing with golden light, which is obviously different and sharper.
A pair of roc wings crisscrossed and slashed at the charging Zhang Yao. The power of heaven and earth stirred, ripples appeared in the void, and he was cut open.
Yi Cangqiong is a demon clan, and his true form is a demon roc. Only by exposing his true form can he exert his full strength.
What's more, this is not the first time the two have clashed.
When the two sects first got married, Zhang Yao and Huang Yunxi escaped from being chased by the alchemy monks from Peng Wangling.
Zhang Yao has the qualifications to let Yi Cangqiong transform into his true form and take action!
"Die!" Yi Cangqiong shouted, all his strength exploded, his whole body was filled with demonic aura, and his momentum was overwhelming.
A pair of roc wings were chopped off, trying to cut off the young man in white at the waist.
"Well done!" Zhang Yao showed no fear, with a cold expression and bright eyes, and shouted like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring.
A little under his feet, his figure flashed, not retreating but advancing.
Although it is just pure physical strength, it is still extremely fast.
In an instant, he had arrived at the intersection of the crisscrossing blows of the wings.
Collapse! Collapse!
The two veins of heaven and earth behind him tore through the void and emerged, like two nine-sky galaxies falling down. The power of heaven and earth poured into his body like a torrent and surged into his arms.
There are also two veins of heaven and earth behind Yi Cangqiong, but compared with the two veins of heaven and earth behind Zhang Yao, if the former is a gurgling stream, the latter is a rushing river.
Zhang Yao spread his hands and grabbed them to the left and right. At the same time, a pair of wings came from the left and right. It looked like Yi Kongqiong took the initiative to send a pair of wings to Zhang Yao's hands.
"You are really looking for death! I am a roc demon. I contain a trace of golden-winged roc blood in my body. The roc feather at the front of my wings is the strongest point of the blood. I can easily cut off spiritual weapons and even compete with magical weapons. You are so arrogant.
If you take my wings with your bare hands, watch me cut off your hands!" Yi Cangqiong said coldly.
The golden-winged roc is an ancient monster!
If it were other monks, hearing what Yi Cangqiong said, they would definitely be shocked, fearful, timid, and their momentum would decline.
Zhang Yao, however, has no fear, he is calm and has deep eyes. He is a fellow practitioner of the three paths, spiritual power tempering, but the martial arts path is the method of nine refinements, breaking through his own limits at every stage, and experiencing the divine blood tempering.
.Although his martial body is not yet fully developed, his physical strength makes him invincible at the same level.
"Let me see how strong your two bird feathers are!" The power of heaven and earth surged, Zhang Yao stepped on the void, his eyes were like stars, his black hair was dancing wildly, and his clothes were hunting, like an ancient god of war, with peerless grace.
puff!
Yi Cangqiong felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart. He was the demon son from Peng Wangling in the demon realm. His body was a demon roc, and he also contained a trace of the blood of the golden-winged roc.
The two most powerful, sharpest and bloodiest feathers on his body were actually summoned by Zhang Yao to become two bird feathers.
Yi Qianqiong almost spat out a mouthful of blood, but fortunately he was very good at cultivating Qi and regained his composure in an instant.
The monks competed for a moment.
A moment is enough to change the situation of the battle.
Whoever reveals a flaw first will perish.
"If you want to shock my mind, I will never be fooled!" Yi Cangqiong said to himself.
"cut!"
The wings that were cut off quickly paused for a moment.
I saw a pair of wings tightly grasped by a pair of hands, making it difficult to move forward.
Yi Cangqiong was shocked all over, with horror in his eyes.
Zhang Yao's physical body is actually not weaker than him... No! Stronger than him! Yi Cangqiong knows how sharp his two peng feathers are.
Bah!
Zhang Yao grabbed two peng feathers and frowned slightly.
Although the two peng feathers failed to break through the physical defense, he still felt uncomfortable.
These two peng feathers are indeed the essence of Yi Cangqiong's bloodline. Their sharpness has surpassed that of the best spiritual weapons and is comparable to magical weapons!
His hands were locked in a stalemate with the two peng feathers, and there were bursts of pain in his palms.
"These two bird feathers are pretty good!" Zhang Yao said calmly.
When Yi Cangqiong heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
"How dare you!" Yi Cangqiong roared angrily.
"Why don't you dare!" Zhang Yao was not afraid, he exploded with all his strength and pulled down his arms.
Phew! Phew!
With two soft sounds, the golden feather at the front of the wings was uprooted.
The feather blades are like the blade of a sword, and the feather roots are like the hilt. The shape is perfect. No forging is needed, they are already two sharp swords!
Holding the hilt of the sword, the two Pengyu swords intertwined, and a ball of sparks burst out of the void.
Zhang Yao nodded: "As expected of Peng Yu, who contains a trace of the blood of the Golden-winged Dapeng. What a great sword!"
"ah!"
The two peng feathers with the sharpest blood and the strongest blood were plucked away alive. Yi Cangqiong was trembling in pain, his face was pale, and he was sweating heavily.
A pair of roc wings retracted and hung on both sides, blood dripping from them.
Zhang Yao received praise from Queen Peng Yu, which added salt to Yi Cangqiong's wounds.
Yi Cangqiong's eyes were blood red, his chest was heaving, full of anger, he looked up to the sky and shouted: "I'm going to kill you!"
Zhang Yao snorted coldly, twisted a Pengyu Sword in one hand, stepped down, and instantly bullied Yi Cangqiong.
His body rotated, and the two Peng Yu swords also rotated and slashed towards Yi Cangqiong.
At this moment, the power of heaven and earth was stirred, faintly revealing the shape of a storm.
Zhang Yao's heart moved, and he had a vague understanding, but at this moment, there was a battle, and there were people from all walks of life beside him. The situation was critical, and he had no time to think deeply.
"hiss!"
Yi Cangqiong took a breath of air, knowing how sharp those two peng feathers were, Yi Cangqiong knew better than anyone else.
Even his powerful demonic body could not block the slashing blow of Pengyu Sword.
What's more, Zhang Yao's spinning slash can slash out dozens or hundreds of Pengyu Swords in an instant.
Yi Cangqiong felt extremely depressed. Not only was the strongest Peng Yu taken away, Peng Yu fell into Zhang Yao's hands and seemed to have exerted even greater power.
The Peng Yu that he worked so hard to grow seemed to be born for Zhang Yao.
Facing Peng Yu's slashing attack, Yi Cangqiong was unable to compete and could only dodge to one side.
"I hate it!" Yi Cangqiong was filled with anger, and as soon as he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The flaw was exposed and Zhang Yao ducked away.
The disciples from all walks of life came after them, but Huang Yunxi, Hua Jieyu and others jointly stopped them. Although there was a huge difference in the number of people between the two sides, Huang Yunxi and others only wanted to stop them for a moment.
"Stop him!" The disciples from all realms were stopped and shouted to the people from the eight realms outside.
Everyone in the Eight Realms took action together, and for a moment, the power of heaven and earth surged, the light was bright, and the spiritual skills were like arrows that covered the sky and shot Zhang Yao from a distance.
Even in close combat, Yaozi was no match for Zhang Yao. No one dared to step forward to stop him, so they only hid in the distance and used spiritual magic to attack Zhang Yao.
Zhang Yao did not dodge and rushed directly into the sky full of spiritual arts. A pair of peng-feather swords spun, tearing apart all kinds of spiritual arts and opening a great avenue.
At this moment, a golden figure blocked Zhang Yao's path.
"The people who killed me from the Jin clan still want to leave alive!"