The four pairs of divine wings behind Xiang Chen are unfolded in sequence:
Kunpeng's wings stir up ripples in space, phoenix wings ignite the fire waves of burning the sky, golden crow wings burst into the sun's essence, and the sky witch wings twist the dimensions.
The four-layered Taoist rhymes intertwined into a chaotic feathered garment. The wings flap instantly tear apart the seven-layered sound barriers, and the street market tiles were all blown away.
The afterimage of the wind escape of Yun Xingfeng was shrouded in space ripples, and it was as slow as a mosquito trapped in amber.
As the tips of the wings trembled, the void cracked a spider-web-like gap, and the entire street suddenly fell into strange silence - all the sounds were swallowed by the folded space.
As soon as his left foot left, the golden wings suddenly vibrated from under his ribs. The red gold flames burned the jade floor tiles into lava, and chased them with the explosive recoil force.
"So fast!" Ye Shenyi's pupils shrank. He had just used a thousand thunder to catch up with Feng Xingyun, but he saw a golden light passing by, so fast that even his thunder light could not catch up with him.
Feng Xingyun was proudly feeling a sharp aura behind him approaching.
He looked back and saw that Xiang Chen was close at hand, and his golden wings were shining brightly in the sun, as if they could tear apart the void.
"Your name is Feng Xingyun, right? Your speed is not that good. Apologize to my friends, and then pay for healing, mental loss, and loss of work." Xiang Chen blocked his front and said coldly.
Feng Xingyun was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "I can beat me twice and I can say anything!"
While speaking, Feng Xingyun suddenly burst out the powerful aura of the Daluo Jinxian, and took action and rushed towards Xiang Chen.
Xiang Chen sneered, and the spear in his hand suddenly stabbed out. A dazzling golden light condensed from the tip of the spear, pointing directly behind Feng Xingyun's head, and the attack appeared strange.
Feng Xingyun's face changed, and his body suddenly turned, and he almost avoided the shot. With a swing of the long sword in his hand, a blue sword light slashed at Xiang Chen like a wind blade.
Xiang Chen flapped his wings and his body was rising in an instant. The sword light flew past his feet, cutting off the top of a floating mountain in the distance.
"Wind-type spell?" A trace of contempt flashed in Xiang Chen's eyes, "Let you see the real wind!"
His wings suddenly swelled, and a strong wind suddenly blew between the sky and the earth. The wind was mixed with countless golden feathers, each feather swept towards the wind and clouds like a sharp blade.
Feng Xingyun's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly waved his sword to resist. The sword light turned into a blue barrier, barely blocking the storm-like attack.
"Feng Xingyun, you lost!" Xiang Chen's voice came from the wind, and his figure suddenly appeared behind Feng Xingyun, with a spear like a dragon, piercing his heart behind him.
Feng Xingyun gritted his teeth, and his body suddenly swung, and the sword collided with the spear, bursting out with dazzling light.
However, Xiang Chen's power was far beyond his imagination. The huge force from the spear made his arms numb and his body flew backwards involuntarily.
"What kind of monster is this guy!" Feng Xingyun was shocked to see the heat waves behind him. When he turned around, he reflected three pairs of overlapping wings in his pupils - Kunpeng wings cut the space, the phoenix wings rolled up Nirvana fire, and the hollow witch wings were weaving the space anchor point.
His long sword in his hand hurriedly drew seven wind rings. Each wind ring was wrapped with cutting rules, but the space wrinkles swept by the tip of Xiang Chen's wings were all swept through.
"It's just that!" Xiang Chen sneered, flapped his wings, and chased after him again.
"How is that possible?" Yun Xingfeng Qingfeng's sword rushed back, and the sword energy turned into three thousand wind blades.
Xiang Chen's body was empty in front of the wind blade and body, and the hollow witch wings folded in dimension, and the true body was already standing in front of the clouds and wind escape light - this is a powerful use of compressing the twelve levels of space laws into the flapping of wings.
The clouds transform into the clone of the nine winds, and the deity is hidden in the Xun position Gangfeng layer.
The Dragon Abyss spear covered with dragon patterns in Xiang Chen's palm ignited the real fire of the golden crow, and the tip of the spear tapped the void: "Break!"
At the same time, during the operation of the Divine Furnace Hundred Refining Technique, the gun body divided into twelve ancient divine weapons forms. The sword state of the Wanxiang Jitian shattered three wind shadows, imitated the Donghuang Zhongshi Zhenzhang two clones, the Xingtian Axe state split the Gangfeng curtain, and the Guixu halberd state pierced the original body-protecting wind armor.
Yun Xingfeng's left shoulder stained his blue shirt with blood, and he angrily shouted and sacrificed his natal Taoist weapon "Xun Feng Wheel".
The airflow within a radius of hundreds of miles turned back into a hurricane cage, but when it touched the three z.p.g., Xiang Chen, it was burned into nothingness by the true sun fire bursting out from the golden crow wings.
At this moment, Ye Shenyi's figure suddenly appeared beside Xiang Chen. The long sword in his hand flashed with lightning and suddenly slashed towards Xiang Chen's wings.
Xiang Chen was prepared for a long time. When he closed his wings, his body suddenly fell down, avoiding the knife. He stabbed him with a backhand, and a space crack condensed into the tip of the gun, reaching Ye Shenyi.
Ye Shenyi's face changed, and then retreated violently. With a long sword, a lightning struck Xiang Chen. Xiang Chen did not dodge or avoid, and suddenly raised the spear in his hand. The tip of the spear collided with the lightning, and a deafening roar broke out.
At this time, Feng Xingyun also attacked again, and the two joined forces to fight Xiang Chen.
The crowd roared on the street below. Looking at the battle in the sky above, someone exclaimed: "Who is that guy? He actually fought against Feng Xingyun and Ye Shenyi at the same time!"
"Yes, Feng Xingyun and Ye Shenyi were once a peerless genius who had entered the list of geniuses of all races in the realm of True Immortality."
"It is said that the two of them are not too far from entering the list at the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm. At this moment, they can't even get one of them."
The lightning of Ye Shenyi was surrounding the right side, and suddenly he found twelve golden feathers burst out from the shadow of Xiang Chen.
The feathers turned into miniature golden crows in flight, roaring and thundering into the thunder net around him.
In the explosion wave of lightning and fire attack, Xiang Chen's body had broken through the sound barrier, and the spear in his right hand was wrapped around the twisted space ripple, piercing Feng Xingyun's neck!
"The wind is coming!" Feng Xingyun shouted loudly, and his whole body suddenly collapsed into a blue tornado.
The moment the tip of the Xiang Chen spear pierced into the eyes of the storm, millions of wind blades burst out from the tornado, but when they touched the gun, they were swallowed by the red pattern - it was the Nirvana fire blessed by the phoenix wings, which burned the phoenix divine pattern on the gun rod.
Ye Shenyi's sword light finally split the golden crow fire curtain, but the space anchor point on Xiang Chen's left hand suddenly contracted.
The space where the two were located was like a crumpled piece of paper. The thunder sword energy of Ye Shenyi turned back strangely and collided with Feng Xingyun's wind blade.
Taking advantage of the surprise of the two, Xiang Chen's wings overlapped into a cross, and the shadow of the prehistoric Kunpeng suddenly appeared in the void - the great penis rose with the wind in one day, soaring up to 90,000 miles!
The moment when Kunpeng's phantom flapped its wings, the space-time flow rate of the entire street suddenly changed.
Feng Xingyun was shocked to realize that his wind escape technique was a thousand times slower, and Xiang Chen's spear tip had already pressed against his eyebrows. The chaotic vortex rotating on the spear tip was devouring his body protection wind.
"Everyone said you lost." Xiang Chen's voice came from nine directions at the same time.
The tip of the gun trembled slightly, and seventy-two space chains emerged from the void, nailing Feng Xingyun into a blue cocoon.
Ye Shenyi's thunder sword was late at this moment, and the Zixiao divine thunder wrapped around the blade condensed into the form of a thunder dragon.
Xiang Chen didn't look back, and suddenly spread his fourth pair of wings behind him - Emperor Wu Kong Wings!
The totem of the twelve ancestor witches lit up one after another, and the falling thunder knife appeared strangely on Xiang Chen's left hand, and the handle of the knife was firmly held by him.
"How is that possible!" Ye Shenyi looked at his empty right hand. As soon as the thunder escape technique was halfway through, Xiang Chen's gun rod had swept across.
This attack was wrapped with the power of the golden crow's true fire and the folding power of space. Ye Shenyi barely set up a thunder shield, but was penetrated by the Kunpeng divine pattern that suddenly appeared on the gun rod.
The moment the two swords and guns collided, Xiang Chen's pupils turned into silver white. The magic furnace was activated, and the gun body suddenly softened and reorganized, turning into a chain wrapped around Lihuo to tie Ye Shenyi's right leg.
The other end of the chain is connected to the bronze alchemy furnace that suddenly appears, and the Samadhi True Fire spewing out of the furnace mouth is spreading along the chain.
"Open it for me!" Ten thousand thunderstorms exploded around Ye Shenyi, but Xiang Chen phoenix wings sprinkled in the sky with fire feathers. Each fire feather fell to the ground and turned into a Nirvana barrier, compressing the lightning light back within three feet.
Xiang Chen stepped on the dragon's body technique and rushed forward. The spear recondensed in his hand was spliced by the force of space. A little cold light at the tip of the spear was like a black hole compressed to the extreme!
Ye Shenyi's thunder armor began to collapse, and he yelled at the bottom of the box.
"Nine Sky Thunder Prison Killing"
The phantom of the Nine-Level Thunder Prison appeared in the sword light. Xiang Chen suddenly dispersed his body - Kong Wuying broke him into twelve time and space afterimage, each of which was casting a different gun technique.
Jinghong style pierces the foundation of the Thunder Prison, Tianhai style disrupts the thunder trajectory, and the final style cuts off the spiritual energy backflow. When the dawn-style incandescent gun light tear opens the last thunder curtain
Ye Shenyi's blade has been twisted into twists by the folds of space. In the end, the world's Datong-style gun intention enveloped the entire audience, and the broken space was reconstructed in the gun intention, suppressing Ye Shenyi's figure in the starry sky.