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The blond young man is naturally the Golden Winged Peng King.

The last time in the Qingjiao King's small world, he was beaten by Xiao Yan, a second-level Taoist palace, and his Taoist heart almost collapsed.

Fortunately, he finally cheered up and practiced hard. He has achieved success and his strength has greatly increased.

He is now at the second level of cultivation in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, which is three smaller realms higher than the Holy Son of Yaoguang in the fourth level of the Dao Palace. And Yaoguang does not have the scriptures of the Great Emperor. He does not believe that he can cultivate a mere king's body.

Cannot be suppressed!

The Peacock King stood on the ancient ship of the demon clan and transmitted a message to his disciple Kong Teng, "It would be good to help him recover his Taoist heart."

Kong Teng wanted to complain that someone with a higher level of three realms could win, but his ability was nothing, but the master spoke, and he said to Chu Lingkong: "How about it? Do you also want to intervene in the dispute between the juniors?"

He had not paid much attention to the news about Jiang Li, the Holy Son of Yaoguang, and did not know that Jiang Li had cultivated a single secret realm.

"It's a joke. You used the big one to bully the small ones, and now you want to be fair. Do you still want to be embarrassed?"

Chu Lingkong didn't want his junior brother to face the Golden-winged Little Peng King. The gap between the three small realms was still very obvious. Although he had cultivated a single secret realm, the Little Peng King was not an easy person. The demon clan praised him for his ability.

The young emperor looks stronger than himself and Kong Teng when they were young.

I just heard that King Xiaopeng was defeated miserably at the hands of Xiao Yan, but I don’t know the specific situation.

"Where did the sparrow demon dare to act presumptuously in front of me? Who gave you the courage?" Luo Mo said disdainfully.

Anyway, the confrontation between the human race and the monster race is a foregone conclusion, so let’s let the conflict intensify a little more.

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was furious. Although he had heard that the Holy Son of Light, Jiang Li, had practiced the method of a single secret realm, he was really not convinced of his strength. After all, how old was Jiang Li?

He is only fourteen years old now. He is only fourteen years old. No matter how strong he is, how strong can he be?

"Are you afraid?" he yelled angrily, "If you don't dare to fight, just keep supporting the holy soldiers!"

"Who do you think you are? How dare you point fingers at me!"

Luo Mo raised his hand and made a fist seal. The shadow of Kunlun Dragon Mountain appeared behind him, commanding the essence of heaven and earth.

With divine power rushing like the Yangtze River and a mighty fist, he jumped through the dragon gate and turned into a lifelike real dragon flying out. Ye Fan, who was disguised as a little Taoist priest, felt envious.

What a handsome dragon fist.

"Real dragon? Well done!"

A divine picture appeared behind the golden-winged Xiaopeng King, fighting the real dragon for the ancient Tianpeng. In the picture, the real dragon and Tianpeng flew out and killed Luo Mo with his dragon fist power.

boom

The wave of divine power surged into the sky, overturning the surface of the earth. The two men's fighting power was completely different from that of the ordinary four-pole secret realm.

The real dragon of the Yellow River fights with Tianpeng, like a train roaring past, with feathers flying. The real dragon in the picture of Tianpeng fighting a dragon is pinched in its claws, twisting hard and unable to escape.

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King felt tremendous pressure. This Dragon Fist was so powerful that his Tianpeng Fighting Dragon Picture was no match at all.

But he became excited, because although the pressure was huge, he felt the excitement of fighting.

Unlike the last time he challenged Xiao Yan, someone casually refined his Eighteen Thousand Swords, and then casually destroyed his own Heavenly Dragon Fighting Diagram with one sword. He was completely crushed, leaving no hope at all.

Sure enough, this is what fighting feels like!

"ah--"

He shouted loudly, and the fighting energy and blood energy all over his body turned into divine feathers all over the sky. Pieces flew towards him and condensed into a red gold war sword in his right hand.

Back then, Xiao Yan refined his hundred and eight thousand swords into a divine sword of blood and energy, and with one sword he broke his Tianpeng Fighting Dragon Picture.

Although he doesn't know that kind of secret technique, he can restore the original blood sword based on the remaining Dao patterns on his own one hundred and eighty thousand swords, and reconstruct the one hundred and eighty thousand divine feathers he refined with his blood essence into a divine sword.

Although the power is much inferior to that of Xiao Yan's, it is still an extremely terrifying secret technique with unparalleled offensive power, which is equivalent to Xiao Yan refining a Pengyu Divine Sword for him.

"Strength is this sword, perfect!"

He shouted the order, channeling his divine power, blood, and thoughts into it. He raised the red gold roc feather sword high, his blood and fighting spirit boiling, and he slashed down with force.

The sword came out like a feathered flying fairy, extremely dazzling. All the divine power, blood, energy, fighting spirit and thoughts were condensed in this sword, sublimating in the brilliance.

Bang

The True Dragon of the Yellow River was chopped into pieces by the Peng Yu Sword, and the dragon's body was shattered. The Golden Winged Peng King slashed with his sword, shattering the dragon shape, and his divine power was scattered. Big craters were made on the ground, and pieces of the dragon's body were ignited by the bright Peng Yu Sword.

, there was a scorching rain.

His sword lacks the power of Xiao Yan to destroy all things when he uses it, but it also has amazing offensive power, such as transforming into a flying fairy, gathering divine power, blood, energy, and thoughts, etc., and placing everything he has in the sword.

, struck an extremely brilliant blow, smashing into pieces the Dragon Fist that even the Heavenly Dragon Fighting Dragon Tu could not resist.

Although he used the same move that Xiao Yan used to defeat him, King Xiaopeng had to say:

So useful!

If he had encountered this Dragon Fist move in the past, he would have definitely tried his best to resolve it in embarrassment, but since he lost to Xiao Yan, he studied this move like a madman and figured out something.

Jiang Li, the Holy Son of Shaking Light, is really powerful. It is said that he has the fighting power of the Four Extremes monks just by cultivating the secret realm of the Wheel and Sea two years ago. Now he has cultivated the secret realm of the Dao Palace. His cultivation level has naturally increased, and he cannot be regarded as an ordinary Dao Palace.

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Do today's geniuses like to cultivate a single secret realm to lay the foundation?

King Xiaopeng couldn't help but think of Xiao Yan. They were both monster-level geniuses, but if we really wanted to talk about it, he still felt that Xiao Yan was stronger, so strong that no one could even have the slightest desire to resist.

If Xiao Yan were to come, he would probably cut the Dragon Fist apart with one sword, like ripping cloth with unparalleled sharpness, instead of smashing it with sublimated dazzling power like his own, or smashing it into pieces.

"The Holy Son of Fluttering Light is indeed powerful in battle, and it cannot be judged by his realm."

"Yes, I heard that he had four-pole combat power just by cultivating the Lun Hai Secret Realm. Now that he has cultivated the Tao Palace, he is even more powerful."

"The power of a punch can command the world and transform into a dragon. If an ordinary Dzogchen monk from the Four Ultimate Secret Realm were to receive this punch, he would probably become ashes."

"King Xiaopeng is also very strong. He can actually smash a dragon fist like that."

"How come I have never heard of this secret technique of stimulating the essence of heaven and earth and transforming into a dragon?"

"It is said that it was created by Holy Son of Light himself, and it is consistent with his physique."

"Monster!"

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King stood with his sword in hand, full of fighting spirit. The Pengyu sword in his hand gave him great confidence, and he had the ambition to break all laws with his sword. His body and sword combined, his power and sword, God and sword, and Tao.

Swords combined.

A sword intent penetrated the clouds and sky, shattered the clouds, and moved the avenue. The magic swords of all the monks around him clanged.

"See how I can defeat all kinds of magic with one sword!" the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King said with high spirits.

halberd?

I'm just a reckless man, but the sword is more suitable for me.

"Incredible, King Xiaopeng actually comprehended a trace of the supreme sword intention!"

one of the onlookers exclaimed.

"It is quite rare to have such a deep understanding of the way of the sword at such a young age."

"The divine body, the royal body, etc. have enemies."

Even the older monks did not hesitate to praise him, indicating that the sword power cultivated by King Xiaopeng was indeed extraordinary.

Luo Mo sensed the somewhat familiar Taoist rhyme and fell into deep thought.

Did I lead the child astray?

That was the skill he randomly combined at the beginning. Why did the Golden Winged Peng King pick it up and use it as his ultimate move?

And I haven’t learned it completely yet.

well……

Let's make a substitution.

He made a fist seal again, and the dragon mountain behind him shook, and ninety-nine real dragons flew out. The dragons ascended to the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds.

This time, he used the Great Dragon Shape Technique. Each dragon shape contained majestic magic power, and each one could crush the previous dragon fist. At this moment, ninety-nine dragons flew together, and the scene was so spectacular that it was staggering.

"This... what kind of secret technique is this?"

"They say they are self-made!"

"Can the Four Extremes Secret Realm be able to launch such an attack?"

Ji Haoyue, Dayan Saint Son Xiang Yifei and other young generation geniuses all changed their expressions. Is this level of attack really possible for their peers?

They asked themselves that if they were faced with such a boxing technique, they would probably be able to avoid the sharp edge and not dare to confront it head-on.

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, who had said that he would defeat all magic with one sword just a moment ago, stayed where he was, watching the ninety-nine dragons galloping towards him. Before he came, he felt a heavy pressure on his spine, and the shadow cast by the sky swallowed him up.

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"One sword can break all kinds of magic? Only if you can break my magic can you tell me."

Seeing the stiff expression on the Golden Winged Peng King's face, Kong Teng sighed and decided to block the blow.

The attack of the Holy Son of Light is far beyond that of his peers. Is cultivating a single secret realm really that powerful?

"What's so difficult about breaking your method!"

A five-color cloud flew from the sky with extreme speed, arriving in the blink of an eye and covering dozens of miles.

In the clouds, the five elements of divine thunder were born and destroyed. At this moment, they flew in and dropped countless divine thunders to kill the ninety-nine dragons, like a vast catastrophe coming.

A chariot made of divine jade and gold essence came like a stream of light. The gold and jade shined together, extremely bright. These two chariots were actually made of divine jade and gold essence that could be used to cast holy weapons. They were extremely luxurious.

There is a five-color canopy on the chariot, and the five elements of divine light flow, supporting this vast five-element thundercloud, and the vast imperial energy falls down.

Under the canopy of the Five Emperors, a figure came driving a chariot, like the Emperor of Heaven coming to patrol the world.

"hiss--"
Chapter completed!