Chapter 950: The Great Art of Killing

"Knock ......"

It was like the heavenly drum was beating, the golden gourd was shaking, the divine sound shook the world, Wang Peng's expression changed, the divine power continued to be transmitted, and the entire gourd bloomed red, like a divine fire burning.

"Knock, knock......"

However, the gourd was still shaking, pieces of light rain fell off, blazing, Wang Peng suppressed it with all his might, and finally, he spit out a mouthful of essence blood, bathed in the golden gourd, "Peng", the golden flame was ignited, this is the real divine fire, the temperature is extremely hot, and a wisp of it falls, burning a mountain into ashes in an instant.

"This is the true fire of the extreme yang, it has appeared, and the young man is in danger!"

"Yes, there is yellow spring real water inside, and there is extreme yang true fire outside, one yin and one yang, it's hard to escape!"

The people outside the battle platform were talking, and at this moment, many people gathered around this battle platform, and many of the older generation of figures looked over.

"Brother Qin!"

Nangong Ling'er and the daughters were anxious, Qin Xuan was included in the golden gourd, life and death were unknown, their eyes were full of tears, and they were about to flow down.

"Xiao Xuan won't really be fine, right?"

At this moment, Jackie Chan and the others can't be calm, in fact, at this moment, they are not invincible, they also have opponents, besides, their cultivation is only in the middle of the second step.

"Sister, brother will be fine, don't cry!"

The little girl Huo Wu took Nangong Ling'er's hand and shook it, she tilted her head and said crisply, this is a very strange little girl, it seems to be a "god", now that she said this, Jackie Chan and the others immediately moved in their hearts.

"Wu'er, is your eldest brother really okay?" Nangong Ling'er squatted down, her big eyes full of tears, and her heart was quite uneasy.

"Sister, you have to believe in my brother, my brother is invincible!" the little girl said very seriously, and put her little face on Nangong Ling'er's face, as if she was comforting.

"Knock Knock ......"

The golden gourd was never calm, as if the heavenly drum was beating, inside the gourd, Qin Xuan seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, he urged the black spear, turning into a light curtain, blocking the attack of the true water of the Yellow Spring, and protecting his body.

At the same time, he pinched the seal in his hand, turned into a big black palm, and kept clapping, landing on the golden gourd, shaking it continuously.

"This golden gourd was once integrated into the essence of divine iron, you can't break it, just wait to turn into a puddle of pus and blood!"

Wang Peng outside sneered, he poured divine power with all his strength, and pieces of golden runes rose from the golden gourd, turning into a terrifying killing array, refining Qin Xuan in life.

"Knock, knock......"

In response to him, the golden gourd shook violently, and gradually, he couldn't control it, and the "dong dong" sound from the gourd was too terrifying, like a heavenly drum being beaten.

"This boy may be able to escape!"

The eyes of the people outside, the eyes lit up, and many people were nervously concerned, this is a thrilling battle!

"Nice little one!"

In the distance, on a desk, a middle-aged man sitting with his eyes closed opened his eyes leisurely, he was the owner of Xia Ke Island, and after speaking, he stayed here.

"Knock, knock......"

The divine sound shook out, the void continued to ripple, and finally, the divine fire on the golden gourd was extinguished, Wang Peng's body shook suddenly, and when his pupils shrank suddenly, he suddenly expanded his speed, and disappeared here in an instant.

"Boom!"

And at the moment when he disappeared, the golden gourd, with a bang, exploded, shattered, and a brilliant figure walked out of it, holding a black spear, black hair flying, and white clothes were better than snow.

"Brother Qin!"

Seeing Qin Xuan appear, Nangong Ling'er outside the battle platform shouted, tears flowed down, and the other women were the same, their hearts were all tied to this person, haunted by their dreams.

Jackie Chan and the others also breathed a sigh of relief, although they knew that Qin Xuan would be fine, but when they really faced it, they still couldn't calm down, the main thing was that they cared too much, Qin Xuan was their family!

"Sister, what Wu'er said is right, my brother is invincible!"

The little girl was dancing and jumping, clapping her little hands, very happy, she was dressed in fiery red clothes, black hair, pink carving, like a porcelain doll, very cute and gratifying.

"Wu'er, you're right, your big brother is invincible, we have to believe him!"

Nangong Ling'er picked her up and kissed the little girl on the face a few times, the little girl snuggled up to her, and the two pairs of big eyes were equally bright, contrasting with each other.

"This boy really escaped, and the golden gourd was also blown to pieces, it's terrifying, what kind of boy is he, is it a juvenile supreme?!"

At this moment, there was a tumult outside, and they couldn't be calm, especially some people who knew the horror of the golden gourd, and they couldn't calm down even more, they were cold and their scalps were numb.

In the battle platform, Wang Peng stood high in the air, his heart was dripping blood, the golden gourd was his important divine weapon, and it was destroyed like this at this moment, his eyes were cold and his killing intent rushed into the sky.

"I still underestimate you!"

He spit out these words, and his voice was extremely cold, which made people chill to the bones.

"You're not weak either!"

Qin Xuan responded calmly, after a big battle, he also realized the strength of the person in front of him, comparable to the great elder of the Wang family, worthy of being a young man, a stunningly talented and glamorous character.

"I haven't played my hole cards yet, I'm going to take your head after all!"

Wang Peng drank heavily, he was in a strong figure, a lock of blonde hair was windless and automatic, messy and flying, and his eyes were full of wild surnames and murderous breath.

"I'll send you on your way too!" Qin Xuan responded.

"Haha, then fight!"

Wang Peng smiled, extremely arrogant, he shouted: "Peng Yu Sword!"

His voice pierced through the golden cracked stones, shaking the sky, making many people's ear drums hurt.

At this moment, in this piece of heaven and earth, the killing machine is shocking, and one after another swords rush into the sky, like an endless volcano erupting, rushing into the sky!

Under the firmament, the sword is like a forest, horizontal in the air, each one is several zhang long, the sword is cold, erected to the sky, the light is bright, and the murderous spirit is rushing into the sky.

One hundred and eight thousand swords!

Each one is made of the feathers of the golden-winged roc, and they are all swallowing dazzling sword qi, sharp and dazzling, and terrifying.

As far as the eye can see, there are divine swords everywhere, blazing, murderous, and terrifying.

"Your great head, I've decided!"

Wang Peng laughed, this is the real killing technique, ten thousand divine swords come out together, you can cut the sky and the earth, there is nothing to stop!

"Sizzle......"

At this moment, seeing this scene, the people outside couldn't help but gasp, so many divine swords, attacking together, even if the gods come, they may fall, which is terrifying.

"Your head, I've also decided today!"

Qin Xuan was in the sword forest, facing the endless rushing sword, feeling the piercing murderous aura, he had no fear, he had a strong self-confidence, the black spear in his hand shook, swallowing the black edge, cold and compelling.