Chapter 259 Press the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King
qu;wengqu;?
Ye Fan's golden fist hit, as if the hardest divine iron vibrated too fast and made a harsh trill.
This is a violent divine power. The golden brilliance stains the sky, like a scorching sun broken in the air.
qu; bangqu;
This powerful golden fist hit the back chest of the golden-winged Xiaopeng King, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood with golden silk.
qu; roar......qu;
The golden-winged Xiaopeng Wang roared, flying indiscriminately, the roots are upside down, and his strong body is magical, shaking out the ocean-like terrible fluctuations and wants to reverse the disadvantage.
Shenpeng spread his wings. He did not turn around and swept the rear. His right arm sank like a mountain, crushing the space. It was hard to imagine what kind of crazy force it was.
qu;when qu;
Ye Fan's golden fist hit the sweeping Peng's arm, like an iron strike, making a shocking sonorous sound.
Their bodies are comparable to mountains, and their strength has reached an incredible level. Waving their fists and arms can distort the space and have the ultimate strength.
qu;huqu;
The wind was turbulent, and the moment the golden-winged Xiaopeng King turned around, Ye Fan's golden hand patted out, like a big grinding disc.
This blow is very terrible. The big hand like a mill is cast like gold, full of destructive power, the pressure space rumbles, and the momentum is scary.
qu;p qu;
It can't be avoided at all. This big hand locked the sky, split down, hit the golden-winged Xiaopeng King's body firmly, and half of his body was hit.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King was suddenly split out. Such a heavy blow, as powerful as his, could not bear it. His mouth sprayed blood, his blonde hair was scattered, and he almost fell into the void.
Ye Fan had the upper hand. Naturally, he didn't want him to turn the situation around. He didn't give him a chance at all, and he fought one after another.
qu; bangqu;
The golden hand crossed the sky, crossed the road ahead, slapped down, took the lead step by step, and took the initiative step by step. This kind of offensive was continuous, almost locking the opponent and suppressing.
qu;when qu;
Tianpeng's horizontal wings, want to break the golden big hand, attack and kill the fierce, so that the void has dimmed. This terrible big chopping has drained all the essence of the world around him.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King is full of wildness, his eyes are full of murderousness, almost crazy counterattack, and his body is burning with a raging fire, wanting to get rid of this disadvantage.
qu;when qu;, qu; when qu;, qu; when qu;......
However, Ye Fan's ancient holy body is more fierce, with resistance and strong pressure. His golden fist is almost about to penetrate the sky, with unparalleled strength.
The fierce collision is like the ancient heavenly court, suppressing the sky, and like the Milky Way falling, hitting the vast earth!
Ye Fan's golden fist seemed to be condensed with heaven and earth. Every time he played, it made the sky tremble and made the people watching the battle from afar creepy.
It's hard to estimate how powerful it is!
qu; bang qu;, qu; when qu;......
Such a fierce confrontation is almost invisible in the younger generation. One is the ancient holy body, and the other is the descendants of Shenpeng who can kill real dragons.
Both bodies represent the ultimate strength, such as the tip of the needle against Mai Mang. Their battle is shocking and makes Fang Tianyu shaken.
Ye Fan was inexhaustible, tireless, and his momentum became more and more powerful. Even the invincible golden-winged Xiaopeng King was shocked. The golden fists were hitting the mountain, and he was retreating one after another.
At this moment, Tianpeng's wings could not cut the other party, and his golden fists smashed the space. Every heavy blow made his arms numb, and the terrible force shook him almost to vomit blood.
Ye Fan just doesn't want to give him a chance to reverse the defeat. He never despises the enemy, not to mention Tianpeng, who can sweep the younger generation, with continuous attacks.
qu; bangqu;
He attacked like a storm, and the golden-winged Xiaopeng King couldn't stand it. The corners of his mouth kept bleeding, and the light of his arms faded a lot.
qu;p qu;
Ye Fan's golden fist finally penetrated, rushed over the Peng wing to block, and bombarded his chest. This heavy blow made the golden-winged Xiaopeng King unstoppable and felt severe pain.
He flew backwards, the blood spewed out, so that the messy hair was stained with a little blood, and the majestic body trembled slightly.
Ye Fan chased, and the two seemed to be connected by an invisible rope and could not get rid of each other.
qu; qu;
Ye Fan used the great void technique and suddenly appeared. The black big hand crossed the sky, the big empty big hand flapped down, and the golden-winged Xiaopeng King could not avoid it.
qu; bangqu;
This was a terrible blow. He slapped directly on the head of the golden-winged Xiaopeng King, which made him spin around and his body lose balance.
The powerful Tianpeng little demon king was beaten so embarrassed, and the blood stained his clothes red, making everyone in the distant air breathe cold air.
You know, the golden-winged Xiaopeng king's divine power is far away, and the young generation of the demon clan hardly knows him. He wants to take the road of the emperor!
This is a great opportunity. Ye Fan caught up with him in eight steps. While the golden-winged Xiaopeng King was a little confused, he went on with a magic mountain town in his arms.
Hold the mountain seal!
qu;hongqu;
The towering mountains, magnificent and unstoppable, pressed on the body of the little demon king of Tianpeng, as if it had the power of turning the world upside down!
In the distant sky, everyone felt the destructive breath and couldn't help but be frightened.
However, the golden-winged Xiaopeng King did not break his body. The black mountain hit him and flew across, and his body collapsed and cracked, but he still did not fall down.
qu;wengqu;
Ye Fan chased, pinched the sun seal in his left hand, pinched the moon seal in his right hand, a round of sun and a bright moon across the sky, each shining brightly, making people's heart palpitations, all the size of a hill, moved forward by him, crushed across the sky, and made a rumble.
qu; bang
The sun is across the sky, and the light is brilliant. Ye Fan patted heavily with his left hand, and the golden-winged Xiaopeng King turned upside down, and his golden hair was stained with a large area of red by the blood spewing out of his mouth.
qu;p qu;
The moon seal was empty, soft and gorgeous. Ye Fan's right hand patted down and hit the golden-winged Xiaopeng King's body, like the water shining, like the waves hitting the shore.
This Tianpeng's body is covered with blood stains, and the joints are rattling, and its strength is shocking.
qu; I don't believe that I can't keep fighting! Qu; Ye Fan drank a lot, and his body glowed, like the body of the god of refinement, brilliant.
qu;Enough! Qu;
Suddenly, the golden-winged Xiaopeng king roared. He was a little stunned after being hit in the head. At this moment, the severe pain completely woke him up and let out a low roar like a beast.
The descendants of Shenpeng, who can fight the real dragon, have amazing vitality. His eyes are almost crazy. Tens of millions of golden feathers rushed out and broke through the sky, like a golden spear!
The frightening means of killing, the endless golden feathers have all turned into blazing spears, and each shot carries a golden flame.
qu;chiqu;、qu;chiqu;、qu;chiqu;......
The sound of breaking the air is endless, and they all stab Ye Fan, which makes people afraid and desperate!
qu;when qu;, qu; when qu;, qu; when qu;......
Ye Fan slapped with a golden hand to block the golden spear. In exchange for another person, he was afraid that he had already been penetrated through the flesh and blood and died.
But Ye Fan is an ancient holy body, which is stronger than Tianpeng's body, creating a path in the waves of the divine spear!
Moreover, he is not retreating, but moving forward, killing the golden-winged Xiaopeng King, trying to kill him.
qu; rumbling qu;
Ye Fan played all kinds of printing methods, and the attack and killing skills emerged one after another. He shattered a divine spear and forced the golden-winged King of Xiaopeng.
qu;hongqu;
The golden-winged Xiaopeng Wang shook his arms, and tens of millions of golden feathers gathered in everything, turned into a golden canopy, and the taro fell towards Ye Fan.
This is a curtain composed of a sharp spear, which is a means of killing, which is instantly crushed down and drowned Ye Fan.
In the distance, everyone inhaled the cold air.
qu; This bird man is too terrible. At the critical moment, a golden feather is a killing weapon, which can't be prevented, that is, the ancient holy body can be blocked. I'm afraid that another person would have become a hedgehog! Qu; Tu Fei's heart palpitations.
qu; I'm afraid this is just a come-up! Qu; Qingyi said in a low voice.
qu;hongqu;
Ye Fan exhibited all kinds of attack methods, and all the printing methods came out. Suddenly, the golden canopy was penetrated and the face collapsed. All the divine spears were broken, turned into remnants of feathers, and fluttered down one after another.
There are pieces of broken gold between heaven and earth, and countless Pengyu are flying and falling to the ground.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King disappeared, disappeared, and disappeared in front of people's eyes.
Ye Fan stood in the sky, sweeping all directions, guarding against the other party's thunder blow and killing.
Everyone else is also looking for it, looking at the four fields.
qu; This bird man has vomited so much blood. He must have been seriously injured. Isn't he defeated? Tu Fei said to himself.
Everyone else was also surprised. Ye Fan's attack method was obvious to all. If they had gone up and attacked with their bodies alone, they would have already become flying dust.
qu; King Xiaopeng, are you against the escape? Qu; Ye Fan opened his mouth.
A heavy cold hum came from the sky, and a golden figure appeared. The golden-winged Xiaopeng King sat in the void, with golden light all over his body, crackling all over his body, and the bones of the boat were shaking.
qu;hongqu;
The demonic spirit rushed to the sky, surging beside him like a vast ocean. He stood up, his eyes full of wild light, and said coldly: qu; Will I lose? What a joke, everything has just begun! Qu;
Everyone was surprised that the golden-winged Xiaopeng King's momentum was even greater, as if he had not been injured, and there was a huge demonic spirit behind him.
qu; The bird man was beaten by the recommended ancient holy body, but did not cause damage. It was too horrible to recover in such a short time. Tu Fei was frightened.
qu; Sure enough, the golden-winged Xiaopeng King has the potential to become an emperor, and he can compete with the ancient holy body at the same level! The strong man with the demon clan was surprised.
Tsing Yi showed a different color and said: qu; Can he really embark on the road of the emperor?! Qu;
Yan Ruyu is also whispering, saying: qu; Maybe... he really has this potential. Qu;
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King came down and stood opposite Ye Fan. At this moment, his demonic spirit was soaring, surging, and the murderous atmosphere permeated the four fields.
qu; one hundred and eight thousand swords! Qu;
The sound of the boat pierced the crack stone, shaking the sky, making many people's ears bulging.
At this moment, in this world, the murder was shocking, and the swords rushed to the sky one by one, as if there were endless volcanoes erupting and rushing to the sky!
The magic sword under the sky is like a forest, horizontal in the air, each one is several feet long, the sword is cold, standing up to the sky, bright and murderous.
A hundred and eight thousand swords!
Each one is made of Shenpeng's feather sacrifice, swallowing the dazzling sword spirit, sharp and dazzling, and shocking. (" Small)
Looking around, there are magic swords everywhere, which is fierce and murderous, which makes people tremble.
qu; I don't know whether the ancient emperor cut off the ancient holy body when he was young. Maybe I will create a feat and let the holy blood pave my path of the emperor! Qu;([small〗)
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King has a strong figure, a silk of blonde hair is windless and automatic, flying in a mess, and his eyes are full of wildness and killing. Small)
Ye Fan was in the sword forest, facing the endless sky sword light, feeling the piercing murderous atmosphere. He was not afraid to take out the fire god furnace. (" Say])
qu; When the body fights, I can suppress you, and now I can still trample you under your feet! Qu; Ye Fan looked indifferent, but full of strong self-confidence, and the high crystal stove was held in the palm of his hand.
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