Outside the city walls, the cold wind howled.

The corpses in one place exuded a heavy smell of blood. Broken arms, broken legs, broken claws, none of the corpses of these youkai are intact. Here, like a slaughterhouse, the bloody scene is shocking.

The only one standing was only three people, more precisely, one person and two demons.

The human beings transformed by the golden-winged roc are a foot tall, full of lean and strong, and look extremely oppressive. And next to him stood a man, only half the height of the Great Peng, who looked much thinner.

The man, with two white furry ears on his head, stood tall and trembled.

He lowered his head and glanced up at Dapeng from time to time, and what he saw was always a cold look.

"Go. ”

Roc gestured with his head.

"No, young master, I really can't. I...... It's going to die. ”

With just one word, Dapeng scared the man and was about to cry. He kept praying, hoping that Dapeng would let him live.

But what it brought was Dapeng's increasingly cold eyes and impatience.

"Click"

In the end, Dapeng grabbed the man's head with his hand, and in the man's trembling, he did not hesitate to twist his head.

The man slipped and fell to the ground like cartilage, no longer alive.

At this time, his corpse changed, turning into a white rabbit several times larger than ordinary rabbits, and the blood that continued to ooze out of his broken neck stained its white fur red.

The rabbit demon is dead, and next, there are only two people left.

"I didn't expect you to kill even your own people. ”

As Mo Yang spoke, he clenched the Yin Yang gourd and sword in his hand, maintaining a state of battle at all times.

Seeing this, instead of caring, Dapeng paced back and forth with a relaxed smile on his face.

"Father said, there are many strong people in the world, but since I left the demon world for two months, you are the strongest I have ever seen, but...... Still not my opponent. ”

As he spoke, Dapeng squinted and glanced at the yin and yang gourd in Mo Yang's hand, and Mo Yang's hand unconsciously shrank back.

"Still, that gourd of yours is interesting. ”

"If you want to fight, you will fight, so much nonsense. ”

Suddenly, Dapeng stood in place, his smile gradually faded, and a pair of copper bell-sized eyes stared at Mo Yang.

The atmosphere suddenly became depressed, and Mo Yang felt the compelling momentum of Dapeng, and his palms continued to sweat. But his complexion remained unchanged, and he held on to himself.

Seeing this, Dapeng chuckled again.

"Your cultivation should have just entered the Imperial Sky Realm, and your age looks like you're about forty years old, but you're actually eighty years old, right?"

Dapeng's words made Mo Yang unclear, the big demon in front of him was ruthless, and he showed no mercy to his own people, and killed him when he said he would. But at this moment, he was not in a hurry to kill him, but said something inconsequential.

But it is true that Mo Yang has spent eighty-two years since he was born, and I have to say that Dapeng's vision is very poisonous.

"So what?"

"Let me ask you, what kind of level do you have at this age with such cultivation among immortal cultivators?"

Mo Yang didn't know why Dapeng asked this, frowned and thought for a moment, and felt that it didn't hurt to say, so he spoke: "Immortal cultivators' talent is more important than hard work, I can only be regarded as above average, and there are many immortal cultivators who can't reach the realm of the Imperial Sky in their lifetime." But there are a few geniuses who can reach this level in their twenties. ”

"More than twenty years old?" Dapeng touched his chin with his hand and thought about it: "The human race is really the darling of God, I have the bloodline of Dapeng, but it took a full forty years to have such cultivation. It only took half the time for the human race to achieve such an achievement. ”

Dapeng said, suddenly becoming excited, and geared up: "But if you can fight with such a master, it will make up for a big regret in life." ”

"But......" Dapeng said with a sharp turn of words, his eyes cold: "You are useless now." ”

Even if Dapeng turned into a human form, his speed was also extremely fast, and as soon as his voice fell, he had already turned into a streamer and came to Mo Yang.

Mo Yang was shocked, even though he had been ready to fight, but the speed of Dapeng's explosion at this moment really scared him. The two were very close, and when he reacted, he felt a pain in his chest, and when he was hit by a punch, the whole person had already flown upside down.

Still in mid-air, before he stabilized his body, Dapeng had already followed, and his one-foot-tall body was as fast as a ghost.

Just as the fist with a faint flame was about to hit head-on, a ray of light came out, and the attack stopped instantly. Although the time was short, it also gave Mo Yang a little time to breathe, and he stood on the ground steadily.

"Well, do you feel hopeless? I didn't use all my strength, otherwise you wouldn't be alive now. Roc stood on the ground, retracting his attack, confident and calm.

In his eyes, Mo Yang was no different from a lamb to the slaughter from beginning to end.

Clutching his chest and enduring the suffocating pain, Mo Yang replied, "What is despair? From the moment I cultivated immortals, I put life and death aside. ”

Mo Yang said, a powerful force erupted from his body, and with him as the center, a stream of air swirled and spread.

"Can you still fight?"

Dapeng was slightly surprised, the power of that punch, he knew, although it was not enough to kill, but it was enough to cause great damage. With Mo Yang's cultivation, he would not be surprised even if he lost his ability to fight.

But things were just the opposite, not only did this injury not achieve the desired effect, but it made Mo Yang burst out with stronger strength.

Break the cauldron and sink the boat, and cut off the way of life.

Behind this is the people of the city, Mo Yang can't retreat, he can't be defeated.

Although Dapeng didn't understand this emotion, he was also shocked by Mo Yang's strong fighting spirit. But that's all, ants can only be ants, no matter how strong the spirit is, it can't withstand the absolute power suppression.

The two sides fought together again, Dapeng fought with his hands and feet, without weapons, with the strength of his body, fighting Mo Yang, but he still had overwhelming strength.

He is extremely powerful and fast, and he can often quickly avoid Mo Yang's attacks and launch attacks.

On the other hand, Mo Yang, if he didn't have the yin and yang gourd in his hand as a clamp, I'm afraid he would have been defeated a long time ago. But even so, it is now in jeopardy.

Speed, and most importantly, speed.

Dapeng spreads its wings, a thousand miles in an instant. Even in human form, the speed is astonishingly fast, and it is difficult to guard against. So from the very beginning, regardless of strength, speed, and strength, Dapeng has an overwhelming advantage.

Centered on the location where the two were fighting, a huge tornado appeared, and the two men fought in it at great speed.

"I've suppressed my cultivation to the point where I'm just like you, but you're still vulnerable. Dapeng looked at Mo Yangdao with contempt in a mocking tone.

"Less smug. ”

At this moment, the angry Mo Yang had already slashed with his sword. But the corners of Dapeng's mouth were hooked, and a smug smile appeared on his face. Mo Yang's fighting mood was disturbed, and the flaws in this sword were too big.

With a slam punch, with the sound of breaking the sky, it was like a giant dragon roaring, directly hitting Mo Yang.

At this moment, Mo Yang's internal organs trembled violently, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and the whole person flew into the distance quickly like a kite with a broken rope.

Just when he thought he was about to fall to the ground, his body suddenly stopped, and someone caught him. Then the man bent down and slowly lowered him to the ground.

"You ......"

"You have a good rest, here, leave it to me. ”

Tiansheng gently patted him on the shoulder, and after signaling him to rest assured with his eyes, he slowly got up. Although the pace was slow, he walked towards the golden-winged roc in the distance with great determination......