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"Ah..." The Golden Winged Peng King shouted, his arm was torn off, blood dripped, and half of his body was stained red.

He circulated the innate Qi, the source of life boiled, and a golden blood Qi was shot out from the broken arm, burning the void and collapsing it. This is a destructive Qi machine!

With the determination to perish together, he forced Ye Fan to avoid it. This self-mutilation method of perishing together made him almost burn.

"boom!"

Infinite mana and monstrous Dao patterns all rushed out, and the sky was completely ruined and turned into a terrifying place.

Ye Fan was knocked back, and the law of the infinite avenue pressed against him. This is the power contained in the blood of King Xiaopeng, and it is the innate inheritance of the race.

The demon clan is very different from the human clan. The blood contains the treasures left by the ancestors. Once opened and excavated, it will have incredible power!

The more powerful the ancestor is, the more terrifying the bloodline treasure left behind will be. Once revealed, it will have astonishing power, and can even cause the terrifying scene of the ancient heavenly demon coming to the world.

Ye Fan was sure of victory and did not want to fight him desperately. There was no need for him to be seriously injured and fall back hundreds of feet when he was struggling to death.

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's golden hair was stained with blood. He screamed in pain, his left hand touched his broken arm, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"I actually had my arm cut off..."

It was difficult for him to accept this reality. This was an even more uncomfortable result than killing him. An almost crazy killing intent appeared in his eyes, and he roared in a low voice: "I, the Golden-winged Little Peng King, will never be defeated!"

He looked up to the sky and roared, his golden hair standing on end, a terrifying divine light emitted from his pupils, and the golden light all over his body was like a blazing flame, beating in the air.

In the distance, everyone was extremely shocked. Ye Fan tore off an arm of the Golden Winged Peng King with his bare hands. This result chilled everyone's heart.

The eyes of many descendants of the supreme sect were unnatural. Such fighting power made them feel chilled. It was the Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Technique, a peerless divine art, but it could not block the Holy Body.

Some of the Holy Sons were very fearful, their eyes were cold, they felt a powerful threat, and the Holy Body's combat power made them very uneasy.

Fenghuang has a slender figure, graceful and graceful. Standing in the distance, the light flows in her beautiful eyes. The colorful mask emits a soft light, blocking her cheeks. I don't know what her expression is.

However, it could be seen from the fluctuating light in her eyes that she was shaken and her mood did not seem to be very calm.

The Holy Son of Fluctuating Light was very calm, with holy light flowing through his body. His eyes were like deep pools. He stood motionless in the void, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Ah..." The Golden-winged Little Peng King shouted, roaring like a thunderbolt. After losing an arm, he went completely crazy.

"The Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Technique——Fourth Style!"

He roared to the sky, with golden blood all over his body, as if he were standing in a golden ocean. The terrifying energy surged up into the sky like a big wave, and his hair flew wildly, like a wounded demon king.

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was completely willing to fight, and used his remaining body to forcibly evolve the fourth form of the Holy Slaughter Technique. He still wanted to kill Ye Fan, and his endless murderous intention did not weaken at all!

"Do you still have a chance?" Ye Fan sneered. This kind of unparalleled magic is indeed too terrifying. He doesn't want to passively bear it.

At this moment, he turned into a divine light and rushed over. With his left hand as true yin and his right hand as true yang, he struck a powerful blow and forcibly interrupted the Holy Massacre Technique.

"boom!"

The world collapsed in an instant, and a terrifying wave of energy surged, like tens of thousands of huge waves coming one after another.

"rumble……"

The Golden Winged Peng King roared angrily, but it was of no help. Considering his cultivation level, it was already very difficult to activate the fourth form of the Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Technique.

Now, Ye Fan has unleashed such a devastating blow, destroying everything, nothing exists anymore, and destroying everything with his powerful combat power.

"boom!"

The Golden Winged Peng King seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer. His bones cracked and blood spurted from his mouth. He was forcibly interrupted and suffered a backlash.

"boom!"

At the same time, Ye Fan came over and smashed with his golden fist, destroying all obstacles with his peerless brute force!

This is the Holy Body. The Wushuang body is fully reflected at this moment. As long as it is broken close to the body, even the most powerful Peng clan and Jiaolong clan among the demon clan will suffer hatred!

"when!"

Ye Fan's fist hit the left palm of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, causing it to twist and deform all of a sudden, unable to stop him at all.

"Kill..." Even so, the Golden-winged Little Peng King was still roaring and killing like crazy.

"boom!"

Ye Fan punched eight times in a row, all of which hit his deformed palm, making it unbearable for him to bear the severe pain.

"puff"

Ye Fan struck the ninth blow, and the golden fist suddenly turned his palm into blood mist, completely shattering it.

The Golden Winged Peng King roared angrily, opened his mouth and spat out a golden aura. With a "pop" sound, the void was as tattered as window paper.

Ye Fan avoided it, his eyes were cold and there was no mercy at all. In a life and death battle, it would be either you or me. If you are soft-hearted, you will only ruin yourself.

"Crack!"

He moved both hands together, twisted the severely injured left arm of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, and pulled hard, causing a large amount of blood to rain and the sound of broken bones.

Ye Fan broke his left arm and tore it off. The white bone stubble and gushing blood splashed on his body, making him look like a ruthless Shura.

"boom"

He swung out his fist, causing the chest of the Golden Winged Peng King to collapse, making a terrifying sound of bone cracking.

The Golden-winged Peng King was beaten into a human shape and flew away upside down. His majestic body lost both arms and he was almost unable to resist, but at this moment he laughed cruelly.

Incomparably arrogant and cold, shocking to the soul, like the god of hell opening the shackles and breaking out, he said in a cold voice: "I finally succeeded, the Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Technique - the fourth style!"

At this moment, everyone was palpitating, as if they had arrived at the end of the world and were about to die. Everyone was trembling, and many people almost fell to the ground and wanted to kneel down.

In the endless mountains, all the birds and beasts lay on the ground, trembling all over, worshiping in this direction!

Ye Fan's first feeling was that the shadow of death enveloped him, so he retreated decisively and quickly moved away from there.

"It's useless, you can't escape!" Wang Senhan, the golden-winged Xiaopeng, was extremely cold.

One after another, phantoms flew up from the endless sky and submerged into his body. Two light arms appeared where his arms were broken, lifelike and even more powerful.

"Ancestors from ancient times, obey my call, the demon comes to the world, becomes one with me, and kills all the saints!"

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's voice was low, and his words like a magic spell resounded throughout the world, causing the endless mountains to rumble and shake.

Everyone was shocked. What kind of unparalleled holy art is the Heavenly Demon Slaughter Holy Art? Why is it so weird!

"boom"

Terrifying fluctuations, like endless volcanoes erupting, like a tsunami sweeping across the sky in all directions, the sky and the earth are roaring!

A terrifying scene appeared, and tall and burly figures came one after another, joining the Golden Winged Peng King.

Around him, reliefs appeared one after another, exuding an atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes, as if he had returned to ancient times.

"What is that?" people exclaimed.

The Golden Winged Peng King merges with those majestic figures, and his arms seem to be regenerated. They are very real and full of powerful power.

Around him, some reliefs were stained with blood, which were very scary and seemed to be telling a story from the past.

"Qiang!"

A golden battle suit covered his body, and a scepter appeared in his hand. He looked like a supreme king.

"boom!"

More horrific scenes appeared, with figures around him, and horrific scenes that happened in ancient times reappeared in the human world through time and space.

"The Heavenly Demon Slaughter Holy Technique has demonic properties. It summons the ancient heroic spirits of the Tianpeng tribe and recreates the scene of the past!"

"Those are ancient saints who fell in a pool of blood..."

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King is covered by the battle clothes, with only a pair of golden pupils exposed. It is breathtaking, and the whole body is shrouded in the golden divine clothes.

Beside him, there were figures whose hearts were pierced by golden scepters, people whose heads were torn off by Tianpeng, and bodies lying at his feet...

Those were all saints from ancient times. They all fell in a pool of blood, their corpses lying on the ground. They died under the Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Technique countless years ago.

"boom!"

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King waved his golden scepter and killed Ye Fan. Endless terrifying energy filled the air. He was like a god, and every move he made was in accordance with the laws of the great road!

"Boom!"

Ye Fanru was struck by lightning, vomited blood, and flew backwards in an instant. He felt the shadow of death hanging over him.

"It's too scary. This is just the fourth move of the Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Technique. There are five more moves after that. No wonder you dare to use the word "Slaying Saint" in its name!"

"The Golden Winged Peng King can only use the first four moves, but this is enough to daunt his peers. Who can stop him?!"

People were terrified.

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's eyes were piercingly cold. He held the scepter and strode towards Ye Fan. He was extremely cold and said: "Can you still crack it?"

"boom!"

He waved his staff and came down, and the golden staff split the sky. With every step he took, the heaven and earth moved with him.

At the same time, an extremely terrifying scene emerged. The ancient saint was lying on his body, and blood flowed, falling at his feet, making him full of demonic nature.

"Did he really summon an ancient saint from the Tianpeng tribe?!"
To be continued...