Kuang Peng began to worry again. "Should we go down and take a look?"
But just as Kuang Peng was about to plunge into the sea, his divine sense suddenly sensed a powerful Sword Qi emerge from the trench. Although there was only one domineering Sword Qi, it seemed to contain hundreds or even thousands of Sword Qi. It rushed out of the trench, bringing with it all the turbulence in the trench as it pounced towards the surface of the sea.
Kuang Peng teleported to the side and saw the Sword Qi rush out of the sea and pierce into the sky. On the surface of the sea, it was like a huge fountain as water droplets splashed everywhere.
"I didn't expect this kid to have such a domineering sword art. I was worrying too much." Kuang Peng smiled faintly and rose several feet to dodge the splashing seawater.
The battle in the trench was indeed intense. Ye Kong used all his abilities. Dharma artifacts, Dharma treasures, spirit artifacts, and ancient treasures were all used.
Kun Peng also used all his strength to kill this kid. In fact, Demon King Kun Peng wasn't that powerful. The key was that Kun Peng was big, which gave him an advantage.
If you slashed at it, it wouldn't care. Its huge body would only have a small wound. But if it slapped you, the consequences would be dire. It might even flatten you.
Therefore, in comparison, Kun Peng had the advantage. However, after fighting for a while, Kun Peng realized that this kid was very slippery. He couldn't hit him no matter what. He was always circling around his back, which was his blind spot.
However, Kun Peng didn't care. After all, Ye Kong couldn't deal a fatal blow to him. Kun Peng also thought, Fight, fight, you can't kill me. When you are tired, this matter will be over.
If he encountered anyone else, it would really be like this. If he really couldn't kill them, he could only forget about it. But Kun Peng's sorrow was that Ye Kong was a donkey. What he often said was … if he couldn't kill with one strike, he would kill with a hundred strikes; if he couldn't kill with a hundred strikes, he would kill with a thousand strikes. Let's see if you die or not!
Three days later, Primordial Chaos Sect.
The morning sun shone through the tall palace, elongating the shadow of Li Haotian who was standing in the Immemorial Palace. With the current situation of the Hun Yuan Sect, he was not in the mood to cultivate in seclusion. Every day, he just thought about how to calm the people and how to increase their income so that he could attract a few Yuanying cultivators back as soon as possible … However, this was a little unlikely. Judging from the current situation of the Hun Yuan Sect, only people would leave, and no one would join, let alone the Yuanying Ancestor.
At this time, Sect Leader Fu Yujia hurriedly walked in and said anxiously, "Elder Haotian, it's bad, the people of Sea Sky Sect are causing trouble in the market below again."
Li Haotian said angrily, "What a clown! Where are the Core Formation ancestors patrolling the mountain? Chase them all out! "
Sect Leader Fu Yujia said helplessly, "There are a lot of people in the Sea Sky Sect, including three Yuanying Elders. Our Core Formation martial uncle patrolling the market has been injured by them."
When Li Haotian heard that three Yuanying Elders had come, he couldn't help but sigh at the Sect Leader's throne, "My Hun Yuan Sect is really troubled by internal and external aggression. These small sects that rely on plundering on the sea for a living can bully us. It seems that we really have to give up our position as a high sect …"
Hearing Li Haotian's words, Fu Yujia's face darkened, and she also felt sad. In ancient times, the Hun Yuan Sect was the leader of all sects, commanding all the sects in the world. With a word from the Sect Leader of the Hun Yuan Sect, no other sects dared to disobey him. How glorious and majestic was that?
But now, Wang Xiaoer's New Year's was getting worse every year. If they lost their position as a high sect, the disciples of the Hun Yuan Sect wouldn't be able to face others when they went out, and they wouldn't be able to say that they were from the Hun Yuan Sect.
Moreover, this would cause a vicious cycle. Many disciples would join other sects, and the Hun Yuan Sect would become weaker and weaker. In the future, they might not even be able to keep their position as a middle sect and become a lower sect.
After Li Haotian sighed, his eyes became firm again, "No matter what, as long as I, Li Haotian, am here, I can't let the Hun Yuan Sect decline!" After saying that, he waved his hand, "Let's go and have a look!"
In the middle of the sea.
The sun was shining lightly, and the sea breeze was gentle, blowing the blue sea surface into sparkling waves. But looking closely, the sea surface wasn't so calm. From time to time, there were bubbles gurgling, as if there was a pot of boiling water below. After a while, a powerful airwave suddenly rushed out from the unknown sea surface, bringing with it a fountain that soared into the sky. When the fountain fell, it made a loud splash.
Dozens of feet above the sea surface, there was a figure wrapped tightly in black clothes, hovering in the air. It had been three days and three nights, without moving, like a lifeless statue.
In fact, watching the sunrise, the moon, the starlight, and the transition between day and night was quite good. Kuang Peng thought to himself. He had already stood for three days and three nights. As an old fellow who had lived for so long, he didn't lack this bit of patience.
"This kid is really stubborn. Whoever provokes him will have eight lifetimes of bad luck." Kuang Peng couldn't help but laugh and mutter to himself.
Underwater, deep in the underwater canyon.
The battle lasted for three days and three nights. Ye Kong fought until the sky was dark. He didn't have enough spiritual energy to absorb Spirit Stones, so he ate pills when he was injured. Anyway, he didn't lack Spirit Stones and pills. He also forgot about Kuang Peng and was completely immersed in the battle. He didn't know how many times he had slashed, but Kun Peng's body was riddled with wounds.
At this moment, Demon King Kun Peng couldn't take it anymore. Although he didn't care about those small wounds, there were so many ants that they could bite him to death! Most importantly, the purple flying sword in his stomach was getting hotter and hotter, and more and more water was evaporating. He didn't know how much seawater had evaporated in three days. Demon King Kun Peng could only rely on drinking water to cool down.
Kun Peng thought that this guy wouldn't be able to kill him and would retreat, but he didn't expect that the kid would become more and more enthusiastic as he killed. He didn't have any intention of stopping. At this moment, he really regretted provoking such a person. If he had a choice again, he definitely wouldn't kill that village.
This hatred would never end!
Another powerful sword art slashed at the back of Kun Peng's head. Kun Peng, who was busy drinking water, couldn't dodge in time. His head was hit, and this hit gave him a splitting headache. This was his weakest spot, because the Demon Core was deep under his skin.
"Fellow Daoist, stop fighting. Take out your flying sword. I've decided to recognize you as my master and become your immortal pet. As long as you spare my life, I can swear a blood oath that I'll listen to you …" Demon King Kun Peng begged.
"It's no use." Ye Kong stood on his broad back, holding Night Dance in his hand. He said coldly, "I once told Wu Buzhi, who was killed by you, that sooner or later you'll have to pay for what you've done … Perhaps you're representing Heaven's will to punish him for revealing the secrets of Heaven, and I'm here to punish you!"
Demon King Kun Peng panicked and shouted, "I'm Kun Peng! And I'm already a Demon King! It's equivalent to the Yuanying period of your human race! I'll soon be able to transform, and then I'll be your helper! Don't tell me that my life is not as good as those useless mortals'! "
Ye Kong shook his head lightly. "In my eyes, it's indeed not as good … Without you, I can still walk the path of Immortality. But without faith and perseverance, I'm not Ye Kong! So, die! "
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