This sword was so terrifying that it instantly turned the end of the world into a very short distance, without giving anyone any time to react, as it swiped across the waist of the Golden Winged Peng King.
Golden light feathers fell into the air, and a trace of blood appeared, almost killing the ancient demon king in two!
hiss!
The Golden-winged Peng King took a breath of cold air and was covered in Peng blood!
He's going crazy!
Liu Hao actually broke this domineering sword, and also broke his protective Tianpeng wings!
Looking at his calm and leisurely posture, his majestic appearance is like a god, he is actually a bit like an ancient emperor looking down upon the world and the common people.
"Hateful! Hateful! As soon as I was born, before I could perfectly integrate with this body, I encountered such a powerful enemy. This must be a test on the imperial road. If I don't kill him today, there will be endless troubles!"
The murderous intent was violent, like a furious wave. The golden-winged Xiaopeng King stared at Liu Hao with his pair of golden vertical pupils, and said with boundless murderous intent: "How dare you hurt me? There is no one in heaven or on earth who can save me."
You, I will kill you!"
"Then Jinpeng King suffered such a serious injury and could still recover!?"
Yan Chixia was dumbfounded.
That terrifying sword that cut the heavens and the earth almost split the Golden-Winged Peng King in half, but the flesh and blood on his body was squirming and growing, as if it would recover in the next moment.
"The ancient demon clan is the lord of heaven and earth. Their talents are so high that you weak humans can't imagine it."
A cold and scornful smile appeared on the corner of the golden-winged Peng King's mouth, and he jumped a hundred feet straight into the sky. He spread his arms and raised his proud head, as if he was overlooking the life below him.
Demonic energy rises into the sky like a tidal wave, and the evil energy in the Xuanyin Demon Realm is endless.
The earth poured into the body of the Golden Winged Peng King.
Everyone on the field was shocked.
This ancient demon king is really powerful. He just suffered such a terrible knife, but now his injuries have recovered quickly. Compared with when he just emerged from the source stone, his aura is more than ten times more powerful.
One hundred and eight thousand swords!
The Golden-Winged Peng King unfolded its blazing golden pendant feathers, as if it had turned into a blazing sun above the nine heavens, emitting endless bright light.
Each golden feather reflects a brilliant beam of light. Thousands of golden sword lights in the sky reflect each other. Divine swords are like forests, and murderous intent pierces the sky.
"Being able to die under the innate killing power of the Jinpeng tribe is considered a blessing. Give up resistance and accept death."
Thousands of golden light feathers shot out from the back of the Golden-winged Peng King, turning into thousands of world-shaking and blazing sword energies, launching unpredictable killing blows from countless different angles.
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!!
There is no second sound in the sky and on the earth, only the sharp sound of Peng Yu's sword energy tearing through the void, like the angry roar of a divine roc in the nine heavens.
Within a radius of a hundred miles, everything was killed and annihilated by the Golden Winged Peng King's thousands of peng-feathered golden swords. The golden sword light shone across the sky, and the terrifying murderous intent gathered together, filled with the aura of destruction.
"terrible!"
As the first strategist of the Demon Palace, Jing Wuyuan felt a deep sense of sadness in his heart when he saw with his own eyes this divine sword with hundreds of thousands of feathers that could destroy the world.
At this moment, he understood.
The Yin Yue Dynasty has been at its peak for thousands of years, but it is just a pawn of this ancient monster.
The Holy Blood Sacrifice of the Demon King was just to awaken the Golden Roc King, and the dynasty’s secret technique of drawing a sword and slashing the sky was actually the origin of it.
A sword intention among these one hundred and eight thousand swords.
Now a hundred thousand swords are killing each other, which is equivalent to countless sword-drawing and slaying techniques gathered together. The power is so powerful that it is unimaginable. Ghosts cry and gods howl, and the sky seems to split under this blow.
"Xuanwu Aegis Armor! Suppress it!"
A golden light appeared in Liu Hao's eyes, with a hint of cold arrogance, his long hair and robes moved without any wind, he stretched out his hands domineeringly, as if he wanted to hold the world in his arms, and looked down at all living beings with his eyes.
Roar!!!
The roar of the Xuanwu Divine Beast shook the heaven and earth, overwhelming the roar of the Pengyu Divine Sword.
A majestic and extremely spectacular basalt shadow stretched in front of Liu Hao. Four black and thick animal legs were brilliant, like pillars of heaven, holding up the sky and stepping on the ground, trampling the entire underground palace under their feet.
Even if it is an illusion, it still has a terrifying power, flowing with a kind of golden light, which makes people feel awe.
This is Xuanwu!
The power of the mythical beast makes the earth tremble!
Thousands of golden swords struck the indestructible basalt shield, and the clanging sound of the divine iron could be heard endlessly, enough to shock people's eardrums.
"Your Majesty is protected by the mythical beast Xuanwu, and is immune to all attacks!"
"Is this a terrible showdown between geniuses? It's too terrible!"
"Fortunately, I retreated quickly. Otherwise, if I were affected by the energy, I would have been crushed to pieces."
Everyone on the field felt the two violent auras clashing, but they could not clearly see the reality. Their hearts were shaken and they were speechless.
"So what if there are one hundred and eight thousand swords? They can destroy the heaven and the earth. Twenty-three swords will be destroyed by me!"
The shadow of Xuanwu gradually faded away, but the sound of killing did not weaken at all. With Liu Hao as the center, powerful energy fluctuated wildly, like the sky
The river rolled back, rolled and swayed, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten lands.
An ancient text suddenly floated in the air, with ten times the combat power, and exploded crazily.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
Among the scabbards on the waists of everyone on the field, the long swords buzzed, as if guided by the gods, they flew out of the scabbard and shot into the air.
Destroy! Destroy! Destroy!
Tens of thousands of dazzling sword energies erupted from the acupoints all over Liu Hao's body. He stretched out his hands flatly and clenched them suddenly.
Rumble!
In an instant, the energy of heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of feet condensed into his body, and Liu Hao's figure was majestic, like the emperor of the immortal palace standing in the sky, with a domineering and powerful emperor's will, overwhelming for eternity, subduing everything.
Destroy heaven and earth with twenty-three swords!
No one can describe the thrill of this purple-gold sword light piercing the sky, and there is absolutely no words that can describe the charm of the sword!
Shock the rainbow and trigger lightning, kill gods when encountering them, kill Buddhas when encountering them, and slay demons when encountering demons!
Wherever the sword energy passed, the air shattered like a mirror, and the void was annihilated!
Time stopped at this moment and became eternity. The world was misty and only endless loneliness remained.
As soon as the sword move came out, the sword intent was irresistible. The Golden-winged Peng King flew rapidly, his body turned into a faint golden shadow. He wanted to soar into the sky, but his momentum stopped and he was also covered by the sword energy that blocked the sky and the sun.