"Yuxuan, do your best and don't care about the results." A gentle voice came into Peng Yuxuan's eardrums. Peng Yuxuan's delicate body trembled slightly. She naturally knew who said this.
Moving her steps lightly, Peng Yuxuan walked forward. Her eyes first fell in the direction of the golden drum, but after hesitating for a moment, she finally walked away.
She can only hit six times on the silver drum, but how far can she go on the golden drum?
Going up there is just humiliating yourself.
Peng Yuxuan's whole body released endless purple-gold brilliance, and her temperament became divine and flawless. The six-winged purple-gold Peng Yuanhun appeared behind her, and the bright divine brilliance reflected her perfect and elegant figure, like a woman walking from the nine heavens.
Like a fairy descending from the mortal world, she is incomparably beautiful.
At this moment, many people were staring at the beautiful figure, and their hearts trembled slightly. Peng Yuxuan seemed to be in a weak position among them, but that was just because her realm was not high enough. If she were in the same realm, she would definitely not
will be inferior to them.
Peng Yuxuan's jade hands continued to slap out, and countless illusory Peng shadows appeared in the void. Destructive Dapeng palm prints smashed out one after another, reflecting the terrifying light of calamity, as if a heavenly calamity was coming, strong winds were blowing, and the space was turbulent.
, everything seems to be destroyed in this attack.
Several loud noises were heard from the silver drum, and the drum surface was vibrating endlessly, but there was no sign of breaking.
Qin Xuan looked at the direction of the silver drum, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. Peng Yuxuan actually broke through her own limits and performed better than during the trial. So far, she is the only one.
Already.
Finally, the eighth attack was released, and the drum surface shook violently again, but it did not make the same sound as before. A look of determination flashed in Peng Yuxuan's beautiful eyes, her hands quickly formed seals, and a wave seemed to condense in front of her body.
The complex pattern seems to be engraved with the figure of a big roc, like a totem.
"Yuxuan." Peng Jing's face changed slightly. As a prince, he naturally knew what the pattern represented. It was one of the most terrifying forbidden techniques of the Six-winged Purple Gold Peng Clan, which could stimulate blood vessels in a short period of time.
The potential contained in it can break through the shackles of the realm, and the combat power can be improved by several levels.
This forbidden technique is extremely powerful and terrifying, and because of this, its consequences are also extremely serious. It requires a large amount of precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures to fully restore the damage to the physical body. This secret technique can only be practiced by core members of the clan, and
Dapeng Sheng once warned that it should not be used except in the realm of life and death.
But at this moment, Peng Yuxuan resolutely performed it, which shows how much she values this drumming.
There was only one thought in her mind, no matter what the cost of her life, she could not lose to that person.
A more brilliant and dazzling light bloomed from Peng Yuxuan's body, and the aura on her body began to soar, reaching the peak of the eighth level of Emperor Yuan in a moment. Not only that, her temperament also changed accordingly, and the look in her eyes actually changed.
She exuded a touch of arrogance like a queen, as if she regarded all living beings as nothing, and that everything in the world was not her territory.
With one finger strike, a terrifying divine light suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, containing a terrifying power of destructive rules. The world seemed to tremble, shrouded in a suffocating pressure so powerful.
Wherever the divine light passed, everything turned into nothingness and was instantly annihilated and destroyed by the light of destruction.
"What a powerful force!" Many people were shocked and looked at Peng Yuxuan in disbelief. Although she was a woman, her methods were no worse than those of men, and she was even more ruthless!
Qin Xuan took a deep look at Peng Yuxuan. With her strength, if she went all out, it would not be difficult to hit the Eight Rings. But if she still used such a heaven-defying secret technique, then there was only one possibility. What she wanted was...
It's not just eight bells.
Why is she working so hard?
More than him?
The divine light of destruction struck the drum head with unparalleled force. The drum head vibrated at an extremely fast frequency, and immediately a thunderous sound came from it.
The eighth ring, hit out.
Peng Yuxuan had no intention of stopping. She forcibly gathered her true energy and released another attack. It was weaker than the previous attack, but it still felt very strong.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a shocking loud noise resounded out, as if it reached the sky. The hearts of the crowd twitched, and a look of amazement flashed in their eyes.
Silver drum, nine rings!
This is the second person to hit the nine rings so far in official drumming, Peng Yuxuan, the tenth princess of the six-winged purple gold Peng tribe!
Although Peng Yuxuan plays the silver drum, no one thinks that she is weak. If she chooses to play the golden drum, she can also achieve good results.
Of course, there is still a big gap between her and Shang Yang.
"For you, Silver Drum Nine Rings has broken through your own limits. In order to succeed, you will not hesitate to use heaven-defying secrets to stimulate your potential and harm your body. I admire this fearless courage. Next, you will
Know that everything you put in is worth it!" A voice full of appreciation slowly came out from the void.
"Thank you for the compliment, senior." Peng Yuxuan's face was a little pale, her breath was uncertain, she bowed slightly to the void, and then returned to her position.
Returning to Peng Jing, Peng Yuxuan glanced specifically in the direction of Qin Xuan, but saw that Qin Xuan did not look at her, but looked ahead. A trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes. She tried her best
Having achieved the same achievements as him, he actually refused to even look at her, was he ignoring her so much?
"Who's next?" Feng Xiao glanced at the remaining people, his eyes were cold, and there was a hint of pride in his tone, as if he was asking like a superior.
Le Hongxuan stood there quietly, with a faint smile on his face, revealing an elegant and detached temperament, as if Feng Xiao's words had nothing to do with him.
The crowd did not go to see Le Hongxuan. He was known as the first person under the Pengyu Emperor Realm. He should be the last one to appear, and the next one should be chosen from among the remaining people.
Soon, many people's eyes focused on a figure, Peng Jing.
It seemed that they all thought it was Peng Jing's turn to take action.
This is not because they think Pengjing is the worst, but among these people, only Pengjing has suffered defeats, while others have not, so they vaguely place him in the last position.
Seeing the crowd's eyes directed at him, Peng Jing frowned, a sharp aura filled the air, and said coldly: "If anyone wants to take action, no one will stop him, so he'd better stay out of other people's affairs!"
Of course, Peng Jing would not take action just because everyone is looking at him. That would be too low of value. He is the ninth prince of the six-winged purple gold Peng clan. How can he act based on other people's faces?
Even if he wants to lose, he can only lose in the hands of Le Hongxuan. Others are not qualified to let him lose!