"Yes, it must be the Moon-breaking Spear. His Majesty King Xiaopeng, it seems that our demon clan is destined to prosper! With the Moon-breaking Spear, we will definitely be able to sweep across the sky with invincible opponents, and the Tianpeng clan is born to use guns.
You are a good player, why don't you go and try it, Your Majesty?" Another demon cultivator continued.
"Okay, I, this little king, will go and give it a try, the Moon-Breaking Divine Spear! This is the ultimate and supreme divine weapon! Only I, the Tianpeng clan, are qualified to obtain it." The corner of Xiaopeng King's mouth of the demon clan revealed a hint of amusement.
With a look of pride, a burst of chirping sound of Tianpeng soared into the sky and lasted for a long time.
The sound of the buzzing attracted the attention of many people. Of course, Murong Feng was also the first to bear the brunt. He stuffed the jar into the ring, dragged the broken sword in his hand upside down, looked at the gun lightly and said: "The big gun is
It is a relic of my seniors from the Huaxia clan. Except for my descendants from the Huaxia clan, no one is worthy of using you, because it is a stain on my seniors. I, Murong Feng, will definitely kill anyone who dares to step foot here today."
"Yes! Brother Murong, you are here too. I, King Xiaopeng, am determined to win the Moon Breaking Spear. Brother Murong, please give way, so as to avoid a unnecessary fight between us." King Xiaopeng had a look of comfort on his face, but there was a look in his eyes.
His greed is clearly evident.
The corners of Murong Feng's mouth curled up deeply, and he exuded endless fighting spirit and said: "King Xiaopeng, please step back! You are worthy of using this spear. If you want to get this spear, step over my body first."
King Xiaopeng said with a look of helplessness on his face: "Brother Murong, why are you doing this? Originally, you and I could be the best friends. I have to take the Moon-breaking Spear. Since Brother Murong, you won't give in, we can only live or die."
We are fighting, I really don’t want to be your enemy.”
Murong Feng's face was extremely cold and he said: "It's useless to say more. Whoever wants to take this gun today will step over my body. Whoever is worthy of using this gun in the Cangqiong Continent, come on!"
King Xiaopeng still had a look of embarrassment on his face. A pair of jet-black steel feathers sprouted from his ribs. They were as black as ink, forming a sharp contrast with the white bones on the ground. The pair of black feathers were ten meters in size. Rumor has it that the adult Tian Tian
Peng, with its wings spread out, can reach thirty thousand miles, which shows how powerful Tianpeng was in its heyday.
King Xiaopeng spread out his arms, and bursts of wind and thunder flashed. The left wing was full of wind, and the right wing was flashing with lightning, exuding endless power. A fierce wind was sandwiched by the thunder that shattered everything, and quickly moved towards
Murong Feng's body was smashed away. Murong Feng's single sword was spread across his chest, and with his feet on the seven-star step, the body was slashed towards Tianpeng rapidly.
"Close combat, Brother Murong, you actually despise me so much. Close combat is the patent of my Tianpeng clan. You are simply seeking death. For the sake of the Moon Breaking Spear, I, the Little Peng King, will have to kill you today.
Hereby, I will use your blood to unseal the Moon-Breaking Divine Spear." A trace of anger flashed across Xiaopeng Wang's handsome face.
"The close proximity is the patent of your Tianpeng clan. Today, I am going to break this patent. I have long heard that your Xiaopeng King is gifted with supernatural powers and is invincible to all opponents at the same level. Today I am going to learn from it." After that,
Murong Feng's body quickly flew away, and the surrounding vitality rioted. Tens of meters away from King Xiaopeng, Kasyapa's legs instantly erupted into thousands of leg shadows, and the vitality within a radius of several miles was attacked by this violent attack.
pulled by.
The legs are like the shadow of the wind, and the legs are pumping like mountains. Each leg carries a lot of vitality, and pure power explodes. Each leg bursts out tens of thousands of kilograms of power. Even though the Tianpeng clan has a strong body, under an instant attack,
Just the shadows of legs filling the sky are enough for Xiaopeng Wang to drink a pot.
King Xiaopeng's body retreated rapidly, and traces of high-speed movement could be seen in the sky. However, Murong Feng's legs were as shadowy as the wind, and attacks from hundreds of legs had hit him hard. King Xiaopeng's body was
The hit flew hundreds of meters away, and the armor on the chest had left deep footprints several inches deep. This is a top-grade spiritual weapon!
King Xiaopeng reconsidered Murong Feng's combat prowess, and gradually put away his contempt. The sound of wind and thunder on his wings was loud, and two majestic wind and thunder powers enveloped his whole body. In an instant, King Xiaopeng's speed
The number increased dozens of times. His wings steepened and he moved at high speed, quickly reaching behind Murong Feng. His fist was wrapped with the power of wind and thunder, and hit Murong Feng's head heavily.
Murong Feng's body was like a burst of thunder, and then his body disappeared from the place. With the flash of lightning, his body had appeared a hundred meters away. He took the Sky Thunder Step, which increased his speed. He crossed the distance of a hundred meters in one step. Xiaopeng Wang
The punch missed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
At a distance of a hundred meters, King Xiaopeng only used a few ups and downs to get close in an instant. "Tianpeng's hand of disillusionment." wrapped in the power of wind and thunder, a huge palm of about a hundred meters was quickly formed, overwhelming thousands of people with its force.
The force of Jun struck at Murong Feng's body, and Murong Feng said with a bit of disdain: "It has form but is powerless. Let me show you what the real palm technique is."
Murong Feng's figure was like the wind, and his right palm was filled with incomparable strength. Purple essence burst out from the palm of his hand quickly. His huge purple palm was like a mountain. In a split second, Murong Feng slapped seventeen palms in a row.
The sky was filled with purple palm prints, and each palm was filled with all of Murong Feng's true essence and power.
There were several loud sounds of "boom", and the big purple palm prints shattered the wind and thunder hand in front of me, forming a huge air wave. The remaining sixteen palms all hit the body of King Xiaopeng. King Xiaopeng's body was strong, and with the addition
Although the top-grade spiritual weapon was not damaged, it was in a miserable state, with a disgraced look on its face, and all its previous coolness had disappeared.
"Brother Murong, I didn't expect you to be proficient in melee combat. Although I don't know what kind of skills you practice, I will use the innate magic of my Tianpeng clan to show my respect for you.
." The demonic pupils of the Little Peng King exuded endless fighting spirit. A burst of Dapeng's voice rose to the sky.
The power of wind and thunder wraps around itself, and a black spear that is one foot long appears in the palm of the hand. The body of the spear is engraved with countless mysterious formations. It is obviously a transcendent spiritual weapon, and it is afraid that it can enter the realm of quasi-immortal weapons.
, but it exudes a strange light.
"This is the Tianjue Spear, a quasi-immortal weapon! It is the supreme demon of the demon clan, Old Peng King, who traveled across the sky and spent thousands of years looking for a ray of immortal energy to pour into his spear. What he holds is
Incomparably domineering and tyrannical, once this spear is fired, Murong Feng will not look back until there is blood, Murong Feng is in danger." A young man from the demon clan couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.