This place was full of young heroes. All of them stood up, inwardly looking forward to this battle.
The Little Peng King was like a demonic god, causing many people of the younger generation to feel restraining fear. Not many people dared to fight against him, and now, he was actually going to fight against the Doomsday Holy Physique.
Ye Fan did not have much time left. Doomsday was approaching, but his power was still flourishing. If he died because of a great dao injury, it would truly be a bit dull.
Now, he was going to fight a great battle against the Little Peng King. This would most likely be the last battle, and it would be a perfect ending. Regardless of victory or defeat, this would be the final battle.
"This birdman is too arrogant, he should pull out his tendons and tear out his bones!" The Black Emperor bared his teeth and said.
"You dog, I won't let you go either!" The Little Peng King's ice-cold eyes swept over.
"I hope your methods are as powerful as you say." A cold smile hung on the corners of Ye Fan's lips.
"Don't worry, I will personally cut off your path of life and destroy your soul." The Little Peng King's eyes were full of aggression.
Ye Fan stared at him and did not say anything else. Now, they could only fight.
"Friends, please come and watch the battle!" The Little Peng King laughed sinisterly and transmitted his voice to the saints and saintesses.
"How can we miss such a world-shocking battle? We must go." The Yao Guang saint child nodded.
The Wind Phoenix also smiled faintly. She walked over gracefully and said, "I am looking forward to this battle!"
Zhao Fa laughed loudly and said, "I can't wait any longer!"
"Then let's go. Today, I will end the life of the divine physique and offer his divine blood for everyone to taste!" The Little Peng King's hair danced about chaotically. His demonic nature and murderous intent were completely revealed.
"Then let's fight!" Ye Fan only spoke these words. He took the lead and rose into the air. Like a deity, he flew out of the eight hundred divine islands.
This group of people were all the young inheritors of great sects. There was no lack of saints and saintesses. It was impossible for them not to attract attention. Many people looked over, and even some older generation figures paid attention to them.
Their speed was extremely fast. Not long after, they flew out of the eight hundred divine islands and rushed towards a verdant and verdant mountain range. They couldn't fight in the Wind Clan's important place.
At this time, it was already noon. The scorching sun was like a furnace, sprinkling scorching rays of light in the sky, scorching the earth.
They only stopped when they were more than five hundred miles away from the Wind Clan's divine island. Below them were endless mountains, valleys, and ravines. It was a very primitive region.
The sky was filled with cultivators, all of them staring at the two individuals on the battlefield. This was the focal point of this battle. The two young experts had clashed a long time ago, only erupting today.
The Golden-winged Little Peng's name had already shaken the younger generation. He was an incomparably wild and wild Monster Race genius, and everyone knew just how strong he was. Wherever the Great Desolate Halberd pointed, no one dared to oppose it.
Ye Fan's name had only spread throughout the world in the past year. Before this, no one knew about him. It could be said that he was a powerful figure who had suddenly soared into the sky, but he was incomparably powerful.
Ever since he was born, everything he had experienced and done had a great impact on the younger generation. There was no one in the younger generation who didn't know about him.
The sunlight sprinkled down. The Golden-winged Little Peng's entire body seemed to be cast from gold, sparkling with a brilliant radiance. His golden hair was dazzling, making it hard for one to open their eyes.
His eyes were like two bolts of lightning that shot out from hell, drilling into one's soul and swallowing their mind. His killing intent was as deep as the sea.
A golden holy sword appeared in his hand. It was incomparably enormous, several dozen zhang in length. It drooped downwards, about to touch the summit of a great mountain below. The killing intent it emitted caused the leaves in the mountains to fly about chaotically, continuously withering away.
On the other side, Ye Fan calmly stood in the void. His black hair danced in the wind and his eyes were clear and bright. He was motionless, calmly looking at his opponent.
An invisible killing intent surged between the two. Before the battle had even begun, it already made one feel as if they had fallen into an icehouse. Their bodies and minds were chilled, and a powerful fighting spirit and a terrifying killing intent filled the air.
Kacha!
Below, a great mountain couldn't withstand it. The summit began to crack apart, as if it had been suppressed by that terrifying killing intent. Several large cracks appeared, creating a horrifying scene.
Hong!
On the second mountain peak, several tens of enormous boulders cracked apart. Following that, the summit collapsed. Rubble flew into the air, and smoke and dust rose in all directions.
This was caused by a powerful killing intent. If someone entered the battlefield, they would definitely be crushed into a meat paste. This was a confrontation between killing intents, and it was the most terrifying. One's body and soul would be destroyed at every turn.
Within the endless great mountains, many beasts were terrified. They fled in all directions, creating a scene of chaos. There were even more ferocious beasts that crawled on the ground in fright, trembling incessantly.
Flutter, flutter, flutter!
Many birds soared into the sky, wanting to leave this terrifying place. However, as soon as they rushed into the sky, they immediately collapsed, turning into bloody flowers one after another.
Their bodies and souls were destroyed on the spot, and nothing was left behind. Only a bloody mist lingered around the two. The killing intent was like a blade, cutting down all forms of life.
"These two are actually so terrifying. Their battle intent has reached such a level. Even though they haven't taken action yet, it seems like they have already done so!"
"There really aren't many in the younger generation who can contend against them …"
Right at this time, the Golden-Winged Little Peng King moved. He released a clear cry, and the mountains shook greatly. Ten thousand trees trembled, and withered leaves fell. The endless mountain range was filled with an austere aura.
"108,000 Swords!"
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King immediately displayed his sect's secret art. His entire body flourished with golden light, releasing dazzling radiance. Tens of thousands of terrifying golden sword radiance shot out.
Killing intent soared into the clouds, making heaven and earth tremble. Countless holy swords hacked out together, shattering the void. It was as if the pillars of heaven and earth collapsed, as if they were crushing dry weeds.
Hong!
No more, no less. There were a total of 108,000 holy swords, and every single one of them was a hundred zhang in length. They towered in the void, and then they hacked down.
This was already no longer sword radiance, but an ocean of holy swords. The terrifying golden storm drowned out everything, sweeping forward and destroying all obstacles.
This was the Sky Peng Race's innate unmatched divine technique. Even if it was facing a magnificent army, it could flatten them and kill them indiscriminately!
There was even less of a need to mention that they were all attacking a single person right now. This type of power was unimaginable, as if the end of the world had arrived and the world was about to collapse.
The 108,000 holy swords swallowed and spat out sword radiance that turned into an ocean, devouring everything and sweeping through everything with the divine might of millions and millions of catties!
Hong!
Every single sword radiance was like a flood that overflowed the heavens. It was extremely terrifying, making the spectators in the distance feel a chill from head to toe. The Golden-Winged Little Peng King was so powerful, how could they still fight?
He alone was enough to fight against a magnificent army. How many people in the younger generation could receive this kind of world-shaking divine might? Even if it was a saint child level character, they would most likely die with a grievance!
Ye Fan's heart trembled. In the past, he had once fought against this kind of unmatched divine technique. At that time, he used the Myriad Qi Cauldron to defend himself and the terrifying black flames of the Li Fire Divine Furnace to extinguish it. Otherwise, it would have been very difficult to break through.
Now, he was facing it again, but he had lost the Myriad Qi Cauldron and the Li Fire Divine Furnace. He could only rely on himself to fight!
Hong!
In his Sea of Reincarnation, lightning flashed and thunder roared. An endless golden ocean rushed out and drowned him, blocking the sword ocean outside!
Crack!
The aura of the beginning of heaven and earth filled the air. Above the golden sea of bitterness, endless lightning hacked and danced, enveloping Ye Fan as if the world was being created.
He stood with a green lotus in his hand, his sleeves fluttering as he calmly faced the 108,000 holy swords. He used his own body to block this kind of unmatched divine technique that could kill a saint child.
"Ah …" The Golden-Winged Little Peng King let out a long cry. His head of golden hair seemed to be burning as he brandished his overflowing magical power and rushed forward.
His gaze was like a heavenly sword that pierced through the void. He was like a demonic god, unstoppable. He held the one and only holy sword in his hand. It was condensed from the Sky Peng Race's own holy blood and was known to be immortal!
"Ye Fan, I'm going to cut your soul!"
The Peng's cry reached the skies. He held the holy sword and hacked downwards. His energy and blood rushed into the heavens, his roar shaking the rivers and mountains. The endless mountain ranges were all shaking.
Clang, clang, clang …
The 108,000 swords hacked into the golden sea of bitterness and turned into golden Sky Pengs. They tore apart the heaven and earth and pounced towards Ye Fan. This was a supreme attack.
Everyone was stunned. The Golden-Winged Little Peng King indeed had the ability to look down on the younger generation. He actually used the holy sword to attack the divine body phenomenon. What kind of sharp and powerful attack was this?!
108,000 Sky Pengs covered the sky and earth. They all seemed to be cast from gold. All of them were sinister and incomparably heroic. They spread their wings to split the heaven and earth and waved their claws to shatter the void.
The peerlessly powerful attack and the divine Pengs weaved about in the golden sea of bitterness. Peng cries sounded one after another, as if they were going to collapse this part of the heavens. It was so terrifying that everyone's mind was about to shatter.
If it was anyone else, they would undoubtedly die. With so many golden Pengs attacking them, they would be powerless to reverse the situation. However, Ye Fan was different. A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm going to kill you until you feel despair!"
He stood with a green lotus in his hand. His entire body was enveloped in lightning and golden blood energy rushed into the heavens. With a loud boom, he used the golden sea of bitterness to seal this part of the sky.
Then, Ye Fan moved like lightning. With the green lotus in hand, he killed the endless golden Sky Pengs!
The green lotus was like a green haze. It became hazy in Ye Fan's hand, drawing out green shadows one after another. However, it was incomparably terrifying as it killed all life forms.
Ye Fan's movements were too fast. He attacked ruthlessly. The green lotus was as sharp as a blade as it sliced apart a Sky Peng. Blood splashed everywhere. He didn't stop and rushed towards the next one.
"Pu", "Pu" …
He held the green lotus in his hand and continuously hacked about. Sky Peng heads continuously fell, and the enormous Sky Peng corpses fell from the sky one after another.
This was real blood. It was the blood of the Golden-Winged Little Peng King's Sacred Life Sword. It turned into an undying 108,000 swords, but at this moment, they were continuously cut down by Ye Fan.
"The divine body's sea of bitterness is golden and different from ours. It can produce an unrivalled defensive phenomenon …" Many people in the distance were shocked.
"Ah …" The Golden-Winged Little Peng King let out a long cry. His majestic body cracked the sky, and golden waves of air rushed into the sky. It was as if a demon saint had been revived!
He waved the main body of the golden holy sword in his hand and launched the fiercest attack. The Sky Pengs that fell into the golden sea of bitterness all screamed and burned, turning into endless killing light!
However, in the golden sea of bitterness phenomenon, Ye Fan was like an absolute ruler. Lightning surrounded his body as if he was opening a world.
He was unshakable. All the golden Sky Pengs couldn't get close to him and were continuously cut down by him. With each strike, a corpse was left, and with each strike, a bloody mist appeared.
One after another, the corpses of the Sky Pengs could be clearly seen falling into the golden sea of bitterness. They were continuously cut down.
"Good, this is the holy sword nurtured by the birdman's blood essence. Although it is known to be indestructible, being cut down like this will injure his vitality!" the large black dog cried out.
The golden sea of bitterness was dyed red by blood. Countless Sky Peng corpses floated, and it was a tragic scene.
Ye Fan's eyes were cold, and he was like an Asura that had been revived. His black hair danced wildly, and he held a green lotus dripping with blood in his hand. He slaughtered mercilessly, and a total of 108,000 Sky Pengs were killed by him.
Boom!
With a final tremor, the golden sea of bitterness surged. Ye Fan stood with the green lotus in his hand. His clothes were not stained with blood, and he was calm and without ripples. He was like a god that was picking flowers. He shouted, "What else do you have? Just use it. I will kill them all today!"
In the distant sky, everyone was shocked. The 108,000 swords were enough to kill the Saint, but they were all killed by Ye Fan, and the Sky Pengs' blood essence was evaporated!
Although the Yao Guang Saint's expression was calm, his heart was still slightly shaken. His eyes became deeper and deeper.
Meanwhile, the Wind Phoenix was very shocked. She didn't expect Ye Fan's methods to be so heaven-defying. He actually broke through the 108,000 swords like this.
The Purple Mansion Saint and Zhao Fa's expressions were somewhat stiff. They knew that they couldn't kill 108,000 Sky Pengs like this. Their hearts were shaken.
The Little Golden Peng King's hair was messy, and his eyes were as threatening as knives. His bloodthirst and wildness were fully displayed. He said in a cold voice, "I have my own methods to destroy you!"
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