Chapter 474 Flying Immortals

Life-and-death duel, the peak battle of the younger generation, Ye Fan split the golden-winged Xiaopeng King alive!

Blood splashed, and he was stained with Peng's blood all over his body. He stood in the void, and even his hair was stained with blood. He was like a bloody Shura, which made life afraid.

The body of the golden-winged Xiaopeng King was torn in half, and all the internal organs flowed out. It was very bloody and completely abolished.

Everyone has changed their color. It's too tragic for the invincible golden-winged Xiaopeng King to fall into such an end!

He was originally the top figure of the young generation. He was born a young man, and he was strong and domineering. He has been in the eastern wilderness for ten years. Among his invincible peers, he was so sad in the end.

Fenghuang's eyes were full of surprise. She could hardly believe all this. The unruly golden-winged Xiaopeng King was defeated so completely.

Zhao Fa's face was stiff and his heart was very shocked. Whether it was the golden-winged Xiaopeng King or Ye Fan, he was against the sky. Such a confrontation made him feel cold.

On the other side, Yao Xi's expression was extremely complicated. Such a holy body made it difficult for her to settle down. It was so powerful that she exceeded her expectations. She had a "handle" in her right hand and always wanted to take it back, but she couldn't.

Although the son of Zifu, the son of Wanchu, the saint of Yaochi and others are capricious, it is hard to say whether they are calm in their hearts.

Ye Fan split the golden-winged Xiaopeng King alive, and his whole body was bleeding. He himself was also hurt a lot. The secret of the heavenly demon slaughter was unparalleled in the world. For the immortal holy skill, he left a lot of terrible wounds on his body.

The two people fought for nearly 5,000 rounds to win, which was the most difficult battle he had encountered since his birth, and he almost died here.

If it hadn't been for the critical moment, he would have realized the perfect evolution of some of his "Tao" with the Holy Law of Fighting, he would really end with hatred.

"Kill me! Ah..." The golden-winged Xiaopeng king shouted, and all his thoughts were disgraced. His powerful body was abolished by Ye Fan, which was a fatal blow.

At this time, only one of his heads was intact, and his body was completely torn in half by Ye Fan.

Ye Fan did not move and was silent. He felt a pair of cold eyes staring at him, and the murderous intention penetrated into his bones.

This is a terrible idea. Those eyes seem to penetrate nothingness, which can make him bleed like a river on the earth. The bones are like a mountain!

It's like a world-class god born, standing in the clouds, overlooking the vast land, staring coldly at Ye Fan, full of murderous.

He can't see that person, but he knows that the old Peng King, who is famous all over the world and makes the major saints extremely afraid, has arrived!

Ye Fan felt the breath of the supreme road of the heavenly demon killing secret. I don't know how many times more horrible than the golden-winged Xiaopeng King, which is enough to make millions of creatures on the earth become corpses in one thought!

The old Peng king is rampant in the world, so that all the saints should retreat. For a generation of peerless heroes, it is difficult to find an opponent!

Now, he has got the secret of the heavenly demon screen. It is difficult for outsiders to predict how powerful it is.

"Give me a pleasure. Kill me, and I will have no regrets if I die under your hands like this!" The golden-winged Xiaopeng roared.

Ye Fan really hates him very much. Every time he sees him, this arrogant bird is provocative. Repeatedly trying to suppress him, this war was doomed a long time ago.

However, at this time, when he saw his disillusioned and so fierce appearance, Ye Fan suddenly felt that this hateful bird man was somewhat straightforward.

In a sense, the golden-winged Xiaopeng King is much more pleasing to the eye than the deep-minded Hua Yunfei. It is also much more straightforward than the Son of Shaking Light with an unknown motive.

Hua Yunfei, Yao Xi, All Saints... These people, whether good or bad, will not be so clear. Only the golden-winged Xiaopeng King dares to confront him head-on.

"Hey, Ye Fan finally moved. His right hand was cut across, cut off the head of the golden-winged Xiaopeng King, and held it in his hand. The blood of the torn body gushed out and fell into the sky.

Everyone was in an uproar. After all, Ye Fan finally abolished the golden-winged Xiaopeng King. His real body of Tianpeng was destroyed, and his cultivation was exhausted. From then on, there was no Xiaopeng King in the world!

"The posture of heaven, the king of a generation, has become the past in this way."

"It's a pity that it's flying all over the world. It could have become a generation of supreme demon lords, but it came to such an end..."

No one did not shake, and the famous golden-winged Xiaopeng King ended gloomy.

The world said that he may be able to embark on the road of the emperor. He really did not disappoint people. He went against the immortals and could defeat the old generation.

Unfortunately, he met the Doomsday Eucharist, which was a person who could compete with the young emperor. After all, he ended up drinking hatred.

"Kill me and give me a good time!" The golden-winged Xiaopeng king roared with divine thoughts, and tears rolled down in his eyes.

Everyone's heart was greatly moved. This unruly young king actually shed tears. It can be imagined that he was frustrated at this time.

Everyone is awe-inspiring. The threat of the Eucharist is too great. Looking all over the wilderness, the young generation may not be able to compete with him now.

The only thing that makes them happy is that Ye Fan has no life, leaving only half a month of life. If he wants to survive, he can only kill himself.

However, many people still have doubts in their hearts. Is such a strong combat power really a dying person? They muttered in their hearts.

However, Ye Fan was injured by the origin of the road. Everyone knows that even the peerless god king can't save him with his life. They don't believe that Ye Fan can repair it by himself.

Because all the saints have said that the Eucharist has reached a dead end and it is impossible to recover unless there is a shocking miracle.

"I didn't want to kill Brother Peng, but he forced me to take action. Please ask the senior to save him." Ye Fan sent a voice to the void.

He felt the peerless murder. It seemed that a god was looking down at him, and he would give him a divine punishment at any time and give him a thunderous blow!

However, Ye Fan was not afraid. He secretly spread the voice of the Black Emperor and laid out the lines of the Void Emperor. At worst, he took this head away from the eastern wilderness and never came back.

However, he was a little reluctant. The nine secrets were scattered all over the eastern wilderness, and one of the secrets was on the holy cliff. He really didn't want to leave the eastern wilderness now.

In the void, a figure comes step by step, and heaven and earth are pulsating with him. This is the rhythm of the road!

Everyone was stunned. This was an incredible existence, and the figure came from the vague path like a god.

The famous old Peng King appeared. After practicing the secret of the heavenly demon slaughter, his charm shocked all the saints even more.

He is tall, wearing a golden Taoist suit, his face is expressionless, his long golden hair is windless, his eyes are like two sharp swords, and he is condensed with heaven and earth.

As soon as the peerless demon king appeared, other big shots also appeared one after another. On the birthday of the saint of the wind clan, many saint-level figures came.

Everyone looked into the field. Paying attention to the development of the situation, it suddenly became extremely quiet, and the sound of falling flowers in the endless mountains can be heard.

"Puff"

Lao Peng Wang took action and pointed out that the torn body of Xiao Peng Wang suddenly collapsed and became a blood fog. Everyone was shocked. What does he mean? Destroy the body of your grandson. It's like completely out of hope!

"brush"

As soon as the old Pengwang waved, the head in Ye Fan's hand flew over and fell between his big hands.

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

"I..." The golden-winged Xiaopeng king roared in pain, and his eyes were full of blood.

"That's it. I'll take you on the road in person. In the past, I spoiled you too much and wasted your talent." Lao Pengwang said calmly, and his eyes were extremely deep. He raised his hand and nodded to his head.

"Brother Peng, don't do this!" The saint of the wind clan was surprised and raised his hand to stop him.

Next to

, others are even more shocked. As the world knows, Lao Pengwang is extremely domineering and very protective. I am the most spoiled by my grandson. I didn't expect to kill him with my own hands now.

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King was stimulated by the intention of killing and woke up, like enlightenment, quick and peaceful. His eyes were a little dim and he didn't say a word.

"Do you understand?" Lao Pengwang's finger swallowed the golden light. As long as he poked forward, his head would be torn apart.

"I understand." The golden-winged Xiaopeng king spoke calmly, ignoring the fate of life and death.

"You finally didn't completely disappoint me." Lao Pengwang lifted his head, his golden clothes fluttered, and he strode away.

Ye Fan was shocked. This old Peng King is really not simple. No wonder he can dominate the world.

"Brother Peng, please stay. I have the holy medicine here." The saint of the wind clan opened his mouth, and it was impossible for him to ignore such a thing on his birthday.

"No need" Lao Peng Wang did not look back. He disappeared step by step and was about to lose his trace.

"If you can't break through the nine levels set by the saints of our clan, you will never be born again." These are the last words he left behind.

"Does Lao Pengwang want his grandson's life? The nine passes set up by ancient saints have been passed by less than a few hands in more than 100,000 years!"

"King Xiaopeng has been abolished. What does he mean by doing this? Is it to let him repain his life?"

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

"The secret of the demon slaughter is really terrible, but it only shows the four styles. That's it. I really don't know what kind of horrible power the next five styles will have..."

Everyone is trembling, the ancient saint is lying in the body, and the blood is stained on the earth. Those scenes still seem to appear in front of them, and it is difficult for everyone to calm down.

People can't help looking at Ye Fan. He actually cracked the first four formulas of the Heavenly Demon Holy Secret. Although he was on the verge of death, he was successful after all. I really don't know how he did it. People tried to think back and found that the holy art was unthinkable.

Everyone was awe-inspiring and secretly surprised by Ye Fan's means. If he could live, his future would be unlimited, and now he could dominate the younger generation.

Although he is about to die, his power is even greater. He can't shake the light, and the god king's body is not obvious. Who will compete with him? It is definitely the most realistic portrayal of him at this moment!

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

The cold mountain wind blew, the trees shook, and the leaves fluttered. After the war, the endless mountains were devastated, and there was a kind of autumn killing.

The younger generation, whether it is all the saints or all the saints, is cold, and the fighting power of the holy body makes everyone extremely afraid.

"Boo!"

Suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared, with murderous bones left!

A faint virtual shadow suddenly appeared beside Ye Fan. The iron sword crossed the air and stabbed Ye Fan's chest. It was too fast and sudden.

Everyone's pupils contracted sharply, and many people asked themselves that if it were themselves, they would never be able to avoid it, and they would definitely die.

"Dang!"

Ye Fan's golden fist hit the front of the sword, but a terrible wound was still stabbed in his chest, and the golden blood flowed.

"Zhang!"

A sword of cold light shines on the earth, and another figure flies, hunting in white, like flying immortals outside the sky!

It was so fast that people couldn't even react. A woman in white and the sword rushed to the front, and the sword pointed straight at Ye Fan's head.

There is no way to avoid it. Everything is so abrupt and fast that it appears out of thin air!