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Boom! !

With the collision of Kunpeng's phantom and the Holy Dragon's phantom, the destructive impact swept across like a tsunami.

Some demons and monsters who tried to rush into the battlefield were torn to pieces on the spot.

The Holy Dragon's phantom condensed by Yang Yuanqing could not last for more than two breaths before it was killed by Kunpeng's phantom. Yang Yuanqing and many dragon guards were backlashed and spurted blood.

Looking at Yun Feipeng with extremely horrified eyes.

They never thought that with Yang Yuanqing as the core of the formation and the blessing of thirty-six dragon guards, they could not defeat Yun Feipeng?

How terrifying is the strength and background of this young supreme from Yaokun Holy Land? !

"Even if you borrow the power of others, this Holy Son is still invincible in the world."

Yun Feipeng said with a very indifferent expression, with one hand behind his back, after blasting the Holy Dragon's phantom with one hand.

Finished.

He turned his hand and pressed the air towards Yang Yuanqing and the others.

The Kunpeng phantom immediately turned into a golden-winged roc, opened its wings and burst out with terrifying sharp power, and pounced on Yang Yuanqing and the others in an invincible posture.

"Don't look down on me!!"

Yang Yuanqing was completely furious after being despised by Yun Feipeng again.

The dragon roar shook the world again, and the holy dragon blood in his body also boiled to the extreme, and Yang Yuanqing's blood power surged again.

But this is not over yet.

While the holy dragon blood boiled to the extreme, Yang Yuanqing's dustless sword heart also completely rioted, and a terrifying sword energy burst out from him.

As he grasped the air with his right hand.

A dragon bone sword immediately appeared in his right hand, and then the holy dragon phantom appeared again, and Yang Yuanqing raised his hand and slashed a sword at the air.

The holy dragon phantom instantly merged with the sword light, and the terrifying sword light was like the anger of the ancestor dragon.

It was as if the dragon was swinging its tail to break the world apart, and it collided directly with the golden-winged roc.

Accompanied by a roaring explosion.

The back mountain of Canlao Village was like an 80-level typhoon, and the destructive impact turned into a storm that raged wildly, destroying all the mountains and forests within a radius of dozens of miles.

Many demons, ghosts, and monks roared and burst out their cultivation, and each of them could barely stabilize their bodies in the storm.

The dark tyrant in the dragon pit of the mass grave roared angrily, and the dark power that permeated his body immediately suppressed this area.

But in order to guard the source of the evil spirit, this tyrant did not rush out to fight, but just stared at Yun Feipeng and others.

And above the void.

After Yang Yuanqing used the Holy Dragon Bloodline and the Dustless Sword Heart to cut this sword, the golden-winged roc condensed by Yun Feipeng was finally blown up on the spot.

The golden feathers scattered in the void also caused Yun Feipeng to suffer a certain backlash.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But the next moment.

Yun Feipeng seemed to be stimulated, and an extremely terrifying aura burst out from his body, and his black hair danced wildly like tentacles.

"Hahaha, you can actually make this saint son suffer some backlash. You will be proud of yourself even if you die next."

In this wild laughter, looking at Yang Yuanqing in front of him.

Yun Feipeng suddenly formed seals with both hands, and the Kunpeng blood in his body was completely boiling, and the Kunpeng method changed again.

"Kunpeng method, Peng falls from the sky!!"

As these words echoed, the golden-winged roc that had exploded in the void appeared again as if it had been reborn from Nirvana.

Then it screamed for nine days.

The golden-winged roc instantly soared up to 90,000 miles, and then twisted its wings like a golden shuttle and fell, bombarding Yang Yuanqing and others with a destructive tornado.

"Block it!"

Seeing the devastating blow, Yang Yuanqing couldn't help but shout loudly, and the exposed dragon scales trembled.

When the roar came out.

He joined the thirty-six dragon guards to form a seal, and the shadow of the holy dragon immediately turned into a holy dragon bell.

All the people in the group were covered in it.

But with the collision between the Golden Winged Dapeng and the Holy Dragon Bell, the terrifying impact directly knocked cracks into the Holy Dragon Bell, and the sound waves turned into a storm that wiped out many cultivators and demons within a radius of ten miles.

What's more terrifying is...

In this terrible collision, the Golden Winged Dapeng held the Holy Dragon Bell and blasted it into the back mountain of Canlao Village.

Most of the back mountain collapsed on the spot in this magical explosion, and Xiao Ming, Feng Xianhuang and others were forced out by the aftermath of the battle.

The Holy Dragon Bell was completely shattered.

Thirty-six dragon guards died tragically in this attack, and only Yang Yuanqing saved his life, but he was also seriously injured and close to death.

This scene made the cultivators within a ten-mile radius feel their scalps tingling, and they looked at Yun Feipeng, this evildoer, with horror and fear.

Although they all knew that Yun Feipeng was very strong, they never expected him to be so strong.

This kind of strength...

Even some Dharma Realm cultivators would not be able to compare with Yun Feipeng.Isn't that right? !

This time the Dark Tyrant came out, and there was also this source of evil spirit, which must belong to Yun Feipeng.

"Hiss, look over there!!"

"That's Xiao Ming from the Fuyao Holy Land. He is hiding here too. Is he going to attack Yun Feipeng?!"

Just when the hilltop where Xiao Ming, Feng Xianhuang and others were located was blasted by Yun Feipeng's magical power.

When several people had no choice but to appear in the void, a cultivator immediately made a sharp explosion.

Such remarks.

Not only did it startle many cultivators around, but it also made Yun Feipeng pay attention to this side.

"Really noisy!"

Looking at the cultivator who spoke, who seemed to be from the Nine Nether Demon Sect, a cold light flashed in Xiao Ming's eyes.

The Human Emperor Sword instantly turned into a stream of light, and immediately exploded towards the cultivator.

What do you mean he hid here to attack Yun Feipeng?

It's obvious that he wanted to attract hatred for him and wanted Yun Feipeng to come and kill him!

Although he was not afraid of Yun Feipeng, he could not tolerate others disgusting him!

"No, help me block it!!"

Looking at the Human Emperor Sword that was shooting at him, the cultivator was so scared that he wanted to hide behind other cultivators.

Unfortunately.

Blood will be seen when the Human Emperor Sword is unsheathed!

A residual shadow was seen cutting through the void, and even if the cultivator burst out with all his strength to resist, he was still pierced by the Human Emperor Sword.

His blood, flesh and essence were devoured, and the whole person turned into a dried corpse and fell.

Then he was torn into pieces by some demons and monsters.

This scene.

made many surviving cultivators around him stunned.

You should know that the cultivator who spoke just now used the three-color evil to rebuild the foundation of the cave heaven, and his cultivation had long been restored to the sixth level of the cave heaven realm.

But such a strong man was killed by Xiao Ming with one sword.

And the other party has not yet broken through to the cave heaven realm.

This young supreme of Fuyao Holy Land, his strength is so terrifying? !

"Xiao Ming?"

In the shock of everyone.

Yun Feipeng glanced at the half-dead Yang Yuanqing, and then set his eyes on Xiao Ming and his group.

A terrifying fighting spirit instantly rose to the sky, and then stepped into the air like a white-robed God King.

"This Holy Son has heard of you. You were abandoned by your family as an abandoned child, but I don't know why you rose again."

"Not only did you break the record in the entrance examination of Fuyao Holy Land, but you also defeated your brother who has the Supreme Bone with amazing talent."

"You are regarded as a young supreme by many strong men in Beixuan Realm. If you don't die in the future, you will have the hope of becoming an emperor."

"This Holy Son has long wanted to compete with you, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

"It seems that this is God's arrangement. He wants us to fight each other to see who is the young supreme!"

As these words fell, regardless of whether Xiao Mingtong agreed or not.

Yun Feipeng burst out his cultivation at this moment, raised his hand and grabbed Xiao Ming in the air.

The power of blood and qi merged with the power of true essence, evolving into a giant claw of Kunpeng in the air, overturning as if to tear the world apart.

In his opinion, fighting him was an honor!

If Xiao Ming was afraid of fighting, he would only die!