Chapter 474

Chapter 474 Flying Immortals Outside the Sky

The battle of life and death, the pinnacle battle of the younger generation, Ye Fan killed the golden-winged Xiaopeng King

Blood splattered, his body was soaked in Peng blood, standing in the void, even his hair was bloodstained, he was like a blood-soaked Shura, terrifying.

Golden-winged Xiaopeng King's body was torn in half, all the internal organs flowed out, it was very bloody, and it was completely abolished.

Everyone's color changed, it's too tragic that the mighty Golden-winged Xiaopeng King should end up like this

This is the pinnacle of the younger generation. The young man was born, he is sturdy, strong and domineering. He has been in the eastern wilderness for ten years. Among his invincible peers, he is so sad in the end.

Fenghuang Rushui's eyes were full of surprise, she could hardly believe all this, the rebellious Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was defeated so thoroughly.

Zhao Fa's face froze, and his heart was shocked. Whether it was King Golden-winged Xiaopeng or Ye Fan, they all had the means to defy the sky [Xian Ni], and this kind of confrontation made him chill.

On the other side, Yao Xi looked extremely complicated. This kind of Holy Body made her very uncomfortable. It was so powerful and beyond her expectations. She had the "handle" in the opponent's hands, and she always wanted to get it back but couldn't.

The Zifu Saint Son, Wanchu Saint Son, Yaochi Saintess and others, although their faces are impermanent, it is difficult to say whether their hearts are peaceful or not.

Ye Fan slashed the golden-winged Xiaopeng King alive, bleeding all over his body, and he himself was severely injured. The Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Sacred Art was unparalleled in the world, and it left many terrifying wounds on his body.

The two fought for nearly 5,000 rounds to decide the winner. This was the toughest battle he had ever encountered since he was born, and he almost died here.

If it weren't for the critical moment, he realized some of his "daos" and perfectly evolved the holy method of fighting, he would really end up with hatred.

"You killed me..." King Golden-winged Xiaopeng shouted, all his thoughts were despairing, his powerful body was abolished by Ye Fan, which was a fatal blow.

At this time, his only head was still intact, and his body was completely torn into two halves by Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't move, was silent, he felt a pair of cold eyes staring at him, killing intent penetrated into his bones.

This is a terrifying thought. Those eyes seem to be able to penetrate the nothingness. In a single thought, the blood on the ground will turn into rivers, and the bones will become mountains.

It seems that there is an unparalleled God Lord coming into the world, standing in the clouds, looking down at the vast land, staring at Ye Fan coldly, murderous intent pervades.

He can't see that person, but he knows that it must be Lao Peng Wang, whose fierce name spreads to the world [covering the sky] and makes all the holy masters extremely jealous.

Ye Fan felt the breath of the supreme avenue of the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Art, which was many times more terrifying than King Golden-winged Xiaopeng. One thought was enough to turn millions of creatures into corpses on the earth.

Lao Peng Wang is rampant in the world [covering the sky], making all the holy masters retreat, as a peerless hero of a generation, staring at the eastern wasteland, hard to find opponents

Now that he has obtained the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Art, it is difficult for outsiders to predict how powerful it is.

"Give me a treat, kill me, and I will have no regrets if I die under your hands," King Golden-winged Xiaopeng roared.

Ye Fan really hated him very much. Every time they met, this arrogant birdman provokes him and tried to suppress him. This battle was doomed a long time ago.

However, seeing his despairing and stubborn appearance at this time, Ye Fan suddenly felt that this hateful birdman was somewhat straightforward.

In a sense, King Golden-winged Xiaopeng is much more pleasing to the eye than Hua Yunfei, who has a deep scheming, and is also much more straightforward than the Holy Son of Yaoguang, whose motives are unclear.

Hua Yunfei, Yao Xi, Zhu Shengzi... These people, whether good or bad, will not be so obvious, only King Golden-winged Xiaopeng dares to face him in life and death.

"puff"

Ye Fan finally moved, cut his right hand crosswise, chopped off the head of King Golden-winged Xiaopeng, and held it in his hand, the torn corpse spurted blood and fell into the sky.

Everyone was in an uproar, Ye Fan finally abolished the Golden Winged Xiaopeng King, his Tianpeng real body was destroyed, and his cultivation was gone, and there will be no Xiaopeng King in the world from now on.

"The posture of the sky, the king of a generation, has just become the past."

"It's a pity, flying to the sky [covering the sky], he could have become a generation of supreme demon masters, but he ended up like this..."

No one was not shaken, and the illustrious Golden-winged Xiaopeng King ended sadly.

Everyone in the world said that he might be able to walk on the road of the great emperor, but he did not disappoint.

It's a pity that he met the Holy Body of Doomsday, a character who can truly compete with the young emperor, and he still ended up with hatred.

"You killed me, give me a treat!" King Golden-winged Xiaopeng shouted with his spiritual sense, and tears rolled down his eyes.

Everyone's heart was moved, and this rebellious young king had tears falling, one can imagine his despairing mood at this time.

Everyone was awe-inspiring. The threat of the Holy Body was too great. Looking all over the Eastern Wilderness, there are probably not many people in the younger generation who can compete with him.

The only thing that made them happy was that Ye Fan didn't have much life left, only half a month of his lifespan left. If he wanted to survive, he had to kill himself.

However, many people still have doubts in their hearts, is such a powerful combat force really a dying person? They murmured in their hearts.

However, Ye Fan was injured by the Dao, and everyone knows that even the peerless god king could not save his life. They did not believe that Ye Fan could repair it by himself.

Because, all the Holy Lords have already declared that the Eucharist has come to a dead end, and it is impossible to restore it, unless there is a world-shattering miracle.

"I didn't want to kill Brother Peng, but he forced me to take action, and asked the senior to treat him." Ye Fan rushed to the void through voice transmission.

He felt the unparalleled murderous intention, as if there was a god looking down at him, and at any time, he would drop divine punishment and strike him with a thunderous blow.

However, Ye Fan was not afraid. He secretly transmitted the sound of the Black Emperor, and laid out the formation pattern of the Void Emperor. The big deal was to hold this head away from the Eastern Wilderness and never return.

However, he is a little unwilling. Nine secrets are scattered all over the Eastern Wasteland, and one of them is in the Holy Cliff. He really doesn't want to leave the Eastern Wasteland now.

In the void, a figure walks step by step, the world is pulsating with him, this is the rhythm of the avenue

Everyone was stunned, this is an incredible existence, and the figure came from the blurred path, like a god.

The old Peng Wang, who is famous for moving the world [covering the sky], appeared, and after practicing the sacred art of slaughtering the demons, his charm made all the holy masters even more shocked.

He is burly stature, wearing a golden Taoist robe, expressionless, full of long golden hair without wind, and his eyes are like two sharp swords, and he is condensed with the heaven and the earth.

As soon as the Peerless Demon King appeared, other big figures also appeared one after another. On the birthday of the Holy Master of the Wind Clan, many Holy Master-level figures came.

Everyone looked at the field, paying attention to the development of the situation, and suddenly it was extremely quiet, and the sound of falling flowers in the endless mountain range could be heard.

"puff"

Lao Peng Wang shot, and pointed out, Xiao Peng Wang's torn body suddenly shattered and became a blood mist. Everyone was shocked, what did he mean? To destroy the body of one's own grandson is to completely eliminate hope

"brush"

When Lao Peng Wang waved his hand, the head in Ye Fan's hand flew over and landed in his big hand.

"Do you know why you lost?" He looked calm.

"I..." King Golden-winged Xiaopeng growled in pain, his eyes filled with blood.

"Forget it, I will personally take you on the road. In the past, I spoiled you too much and wasted your talent." Lao Peng Wang's words were calm, his eyes were extremely deep, and he raised his hand and pointed at his head.

"Brother Peng, don't do this." The Holy Master of the Wind Clan was surprised and raised his hand to stop it.

Next to him, the others were even more shocked. Everyone knew that the old Peng Wang was extremely domineering, and he was very protective of his shortcoming.

King Golden-winged Xiaopeng was agitated by the killing intent, sobered up, and he was fast and peaceful. His eyes were a little dim, and he didn't say a word.

"Do you understand?" Old Peng Wang's finger swallowed the golden light, and as long as he stabbed it forward, his head would be torn apart.

"I understand." King Golden-winged Xiaopeng said calmly, ignoring the fate of life and death.

"You didn't completely disappoint me." King Peng raised his head, the golden robe fluttered, and he strode away.

Ye Fan was shocked, this old Peng Wang is really not simple, no wonder he can traverse the world [cover the sky].

"Brother Peng, please stay, I have the holy medicine for healing here." The Holy Master of the Wind Clan said, he could not ignore such a thing on his birthday.

"No need." Lao Peng Wang didn't look back, he disappeared one step at a time, and he was about to disappear.

"If you can't pass the nine barriers set by the saints of our clan, you will never be born again." These were the last words he left behind.

"Does the old Peng Wang want his grandson's life? The nine barriers set by the ancient sages, those who have been able to pass through the hundreds of thousands of years are less than the number of hands."

"King Xiaopeng has been abolished, what does he mean by doing this, is it to let him rebuild for a lifetime?"

The monks present, both the older generation and the younger generation, were amazed.

"The Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Sacred Art is really terrifying, but it only shows the four styles, that's all, I really don't know what kind of terrifying power the next five styles will have..."

Everyone's heart is trembling, the ancient saints are buried in corpses, and the earth is stained with blood. Those scenes seem to be still emerging in front of them, and it is difficult for everyone to calm down.

People couldn't help looking at Ye Fan, he actually cracked the first four moves of the Heavenly Demon Sacred Art. Although he was dying, he succeeded in the end. I really don't know how he did it. The technique is incomprehensible.

Everyone is awe-inspiring, secretly surprised by Ye Fan's methods, if he can survive, his future is boundless, and now he can look up to the younger generation.

Although he is about to die, but his power is even stronger, the fluctuating light does not appear, and the god-king body does not show, who will compete with him? Absolutely the most realistic portrayal of him at the moment

The Holy Master of the Wind Clan nodded to him, raised his hand and threw a bottle of healing holy medicine, turned and left, and the other Holy Master-level figures also disappeared.

The cold mountain wind blew, thousands of trees swayed, and chaotic leaves fluttered. After the war, the endless mountain range was devastated, and there was a kind of autumn chill.

The younger generation, whether it is the saints or the saints, all have chills in their hearts, and the combat power of the Holy Body makes everyone extremely fearful.

"Boom"

Suddenly, a cold light appeared, murderous to the bone

A faint phantom suddenly appeared beside Ye Fan, and the iron sword pierced into Ye Fan's chest, too quickly and suddenly.

The pupils of everyone shrank suddenly, and many people asked themselves, if it were themselves, they would definitely not be able to escape, and they would definitely die.

"when"

Ye Fan couldn't bear his hair, and his golden fist smashed on the sword's edge, but he was still stabbed with a terrible wound on his chest, and golden blood flowed.

"Zheng"

A sword cold lighted the earth, and another figure flew over, hunting in white, like a flying fairy outside the sky

It was so fast that no one could react. A woman in white was united with the sword, rushing forward, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Ye Fan's head.

Inevitably, everything is so sudden and swift, it just appeared out of thin air