Weng!
Ye Fan's golden fist smashed over. It was as if the hardest divine metal of a deity was vibrating too quickly, releasing an ear-piercing vibrating sound.
This was a wave of berserk divine force. The golden splendor dyed the sky a dazzling expanse, as if a scorching sun had shattered in the sky.
Peng!
This ferocious and heavy golden fist heavily smashed into the Little Peng King's chest, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood that carried traces of gold.
"Roar …"
The Little Peng King released a long roar. His messy hair flew about, and every strand of hair stood on end. His robust body possessed a demonic nature as it released a terrifying ocean-like fluctuation. He wanted to reverse the situation.
The divine Peng spread its wings. He didn't turn around and swept behind him. His right arm was as heavy as a mountain, and even space itself collapsed from the pressure. It was hard to imagine what kind of crazy power this was.
Dang!
Ye Fan's golden fist smashed out, landing on the Peng arm that was sweeping over. It was as if he was striking iron, releasing a sky-shaking sonorous sound.
Their flesh was comparable to a mountain, and their toughness had reached an inconceivable level. When they brandished their arms, they could distort space. They possessed extreme power.
"Hu!"
Astral winds surged. The instant the Little Peng King turned around, Ye Fan's large golden hand slapped out. It was as if a large millstone was smashing down.
This strike was extremely terrifying. The millstone-like large hand seemed to be cast from gold, and it was filled with a destructive feeling. It pressed down on the space until it rumbled, and its power was terrifying.
"Pa!"
There was no way to evade at all. This large hand locked down the heavens and hacked down, landing solidly on the Little Peng King's body. Half of his body was struck.
The Little Peng King was immediately sent flying. Even someone as powerful as him couldn't endure this kind of heavy strike. Blood sprayed out from his mouth, and his golden hair scattered about. He almost fell down in the void.
Ye Fan had the upper hand, so he naturally didn't want to let him turn the situation around. He didn't give him any chance at all, and he continuously used his great offensive techniques.
Peng!
The large golden hand covered the sky, cutting off the path ahead and slapping downwards. With one step in the lead, he took the initiative step by step. This kind of offensive was continuous and unending, and it was as if he had locked down the other party and suppressed him.
Clang!
The Heavenly Peng spread its wings, wanting to break the golden hand. The attack was ferocious, even the void became dim. This type of terrifying hack completely sucked away the surrounding heaven and earth essence energy.
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King was full of unruliness. His eyes revealed killing intent as he retaliated almost crazily. His body ignited with raging divine flames to break free from this disadvantage.
"Dang, dang, dang …"
However, Ye Fan's Sacred Body of the Ancients was even more ferocious. He fought force with force and overpowered force with force. His golden fist seemed to be able to pierce through the sky with unparalleled power.
The intense collision was like the descent of the Ancient Heaven, suppressing the blue dome of heaven. It was also like the Milky Way, crashing into the vast earth!
Ye Fan's golden fist seemed to have fused with heaven and earth. Every time he punched out, the sky would tremble and the spectators in the distance would be horrified.
It was hard to estimate how powerful it was!
"Peng", "Dang" …
Such an intense battle was almost unseen among the younger generation. One was a Sacred Body of the Ancients, while the other was a descendant of the Divine Peng that could kill a true dragon.
Both of their physical bodies represented extreme strength. It was like a needle against an awl. Their battle was soul-stirring, causing the entire sky to tremble.
Ye Fan's divine power was inexhaustible and tireless. His aura grew stronger and stronger. Even the insufferably arrogant Golden-Winged Little Peng King was shocked. The pair of golden fists were like mountains crashing against each other, forcing him to retreat.
At this moment, the Celestial Peng King's wings could not hurt him at all. The golden fists smashed through the space. Every heavy blow made his arm go numb, and the terrifying force made him want to spit blood.
Ye Fan did not want to give him a chance to turn the tables. He never underestimated his opponents, let alone the Celestial Peng that could sweep through the younger generation. His attacks were endless.
"Peng!"
He attacked like a storm, hitting the Little Peng King until he could not withstand it. Blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the glow on his arms became much dimmer.
"Pa!"
Ye Fan's golden fists finally penetrated through. They rushed past the Peng King's wings and smashed into his chest. This kind of heavy blow was too much for the Little Peng King to endure, and he felt intense pain.
He flew backward and spat out a mouthful of blood. His messy hair was stained with blood, and his majestic body was trembling slightly.
Ye Fan chased after him. The two of them seemed to be connected by an invisible rope, and they could not break away from each other.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Fan used the Great Void Technique and suddenly appeared. A huge black hand covered the sky and slammed down. The Little Peng King could not dodge at all.
"Peng!"
This was a terrifying heavy blow. It directly slammed into the Little Peng King's head, causing him to spin around and lose his balance.
The tyrannical Little Peng King was actually beaten into such a sorry state. Blood dyed his clothes red, and everyone in the distant sky gasped.
One had to know that the Little Peng King's divine might had spread far and wide. There was almost no one in the younger generation of the Demon Race who did not know of him. He wanted to walk the Great Emperor's path!
This was a great opportunity. Ye Fan caught up in just eight steps. Taking advantage of the Little Peng King's dazed state, he carried a demonic mountain and pressed down.
Embracing Mountain Seal!
"Boom!"
The majestic and unstoppable mountain pressed down on the Little Peng King's body as if it had the power to turn the world upside down!
In the distant sky, everyone felt the destructive aura and couldn't help but be alarmed.
However, the Little Peng King's body was not broken. The black mountain smashed him flying away, and his body cracked open with bloody lines, but he still did not fall down.
"Buzz!"
Ye Fan chased after him. His left hand formed the Sun Seal, and his right hand formed the Moon Seal. A Heavenly Sun and a Bright Moon floated in the sky, each emitting a resplendent radiance and emitting heart-palpitating fluctuations. They were both the size of small mountains, and they were pushed forward by him.
"Bang!"
The Sun Seal covered the sky, emitting boundless radiance. Ye Fan's left hand heavily slammed down, causing the Little Peng King to tumble backwards. A large patch of his messy golden hair was dyed red by the fresh blood he spat out.
"Pa!"
The Moon Seal was in the sky, gentle and dazzling. Ye Fan's right hand slammed down, striking the Little Peng King's body. Light surged violently like raging waves beating against the shore.
This Heavenly Peng King's body was covered in bloody scars, and his joints creaked with gabeng gabeng sounds. Its strength was astonishing.
"I don't believe I can't beat him!" Ye Fan shouted loudly. His body shone like a divine body that had been refined a hundred times.
"Enough!"
Suddenly, the Little Peng King roared. He was a bit dazed after being struck in the head, but the intense pain woke him up completely. He let out a beast-like roar.
As the descendant of the Heavenly Peng King, he possessed an astonishing vitality. His eyes were close to madness as tens of thousands of golden feathers rushed out and pierced through the sky like golden spears!
It was a killing method that sent chills down one's spine. The countless golden feathers all turned into blazing spears, each of which carried golden flames.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft …"
The sound of the air being pierced was incessant, and all of them stabbed at Ye Fan. It was a killing method that made one feel fear and despair!
"Dang, dang, dang …"
Ye Fan slapped with his golden hand, blocking the golden spears. If it were anyone else, they would have been pierced through and died from blood loss.
However, Ye Fan had the Sacred Body of the Ancients, which was even stronger than the Heavenly Peng King's body. He forcefully carved out a path among the waves of spears!
Moreover, he was not retreating. He was advancing toward the Little Peng King, intending to crush him to death.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Ye Fan struck out all kinds of seals and great killing methods, shattering the spears one after another and pressing toward the Little Peng King.
"Boom!"
The Little Peng King waved his arms, and millions of golden feathers gathered together, forming a golden canopy that pressed down on Ye Fan.
It was a giant canopy formed by sharp spears. It was an ultimate killing method, and it instantly pressed down, drowning Ye Fan.
In the distant sky, the crowd gasped.
"This birdman is too scary. At the critical moment, all his golden feathers are lethal weapons that can't be guarded against. Only the Sacred Body of the Ancients can block it. If it were someone else, they would have become a porcupine!" Tu Fei was frightened.
"I'm afraid this is just the prelude!" Cyan Yi said in a low voice.
"Boom!"
Ye Fan displayed all kinds of attacking methods and all the seals were executed at the same time. He instantly pierced through the golden canopy and shattered it. All of the divine spears shattered, turning into broken feathers that fluttered about as they drifted down.
Pieces of broken gold filled the sky. Countless roc feathers danced in the air and fell to the ground.
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King's figure became indistinct and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Ye Fan stood in the sky and glanced around to guard against the opponent's thunderous attack.
The others were also searching, sizing up the surroundings.
"That birdman spat out so much blood. He must be hurt badly. Did he run away in defeat?" Tu Fei mumbled to himself.
The others were bewildered as well. All of them had witnessed Ye Fan's attack just now, and if they were to go up and face it with their bodies, they would have been turned into ashes a long time ago.
"Little Peng King, did you run away because you couldn't defeat him?" Ye Fan asked.
A heavy snort came from the sky. A golden shadow appeared. The Little Peng King sat cross-legged in the sky. Golden light shone from his body, and cracking sounds echoed. His bones were shaking.
"Boom!"
The monstrous aura shot up to the sky and surged around him like an ocean. He stood up, his eyes filled with wild light. He said coldly, "I ran away in defeat? What a joke. It's just the beginning! "
Everyone was shocked. The Little Peng King's aura grew stronger as if he wasn't hurt at all. Monstrous monstrous aura rolled behind him.
"That birdman was suppressed by the Sacred Body of the Ancients, but he wasn't hurt at all. He recovered in such a short time. It's so scary." Tu Fei was shocked.
"Indeed, the Little Peng King has the potential to become an emperor. He can compete with the Sacred Body of the Ancients at the same level!" A monster expert was shocked.
Qingyi looked surprised and said, "Can he really walk the path of an emperor?"
Yan Ru Yu also whispered, "Perhaps … he has some hope."
The Little Peng King descended and stood opposite of Ye Fan. At this moment, his monstrous aura shot up to the sky, and his murderous aura spread everywhere.
"108,000 swords!"
His voice could pierce through metal and crack rocks, shaking the sky and hurting many people's eardrums.
At this moment, the murderous aura between heaven and earth was shocking. Beams of sword light shot up to the sky like an endless volcano erupting!
The sky was filled with a forest of divine swords. Each of them was dozens of feet long, and their edges were cold. They stood upright in the sky, shining with dazzling light and murderous aura.
108,000 swords!
Each of them was refined from the feathers of a divine roc, and they were all breathing out dazzling sword qi. They were sharp, dazzling, and intimidating.
As far as the eye could see, there were divine swords everywhere. They were burning fiercely, and the murderous aura was frightening.
"I don't know if the Great Emperor of the Ancients had killed the Sacred Body of the Ancients when he was young. Perhaps I will create a magnificent feat and pave my path to the emperor with the sacred blood!"
The Little Peng King had a muscular body. His golden hair fluttered even though there was no wind, and his eyes were filled with a wild and murderous aura.
Ye Fan was in the forest of swords. Facing the endless sword light and feeling the bone-chilling murderous aura, he was not afraid and took out the Divine Fire Cauldron.
"I could suppress you in physical combat, and I can still step on you now!" Ye Fan looked calm, but he was full of confidence. He held the inch-tall crystal cauldron in his palm.
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