Chapter 174: The Change of Times, Composing a Prosperous Era (II)

The Dapeng wings behind Han Wei were like a heavenly sword, the light was almost transparent, and it slashed down towards Ye Feixing from a high altitude, carrying a thousand ways of brilliance, which was extremely amazing, like a bright galaxy attracting the ancient stars of the heavens to fall.

Ye Feixing broke out in an all-round way, his sharpness was revealed, his fighting intent rose, the flowing fire on his body became more and more black and red, and the whole person looked extremely demonic, and he stepped on the space with one foot, causing the void in the ten directions to vibrate, and the realm of the Flowing Fire Demon Star suddenly vibrated non-stop, and the flowing fire above and below the surface was raging.

That foot was solid in the air, and suddenly a majestic source force rushed up, causing the clothes on Ye Feixing's body to float under the surge of source power, and the black hair danced wildly, like a demon god power, wanting to descend the power of the world-destroying god.

One rule after another rushed up, brilliant and colorful, resisting the Dapeng wings that fell from above, and the power of the rules worked, like the pillars of optimus, making it difficult for the heavenly sword-like Dapeng wings to fall again.

However, it was just an instant, the Optimus Pillar formed by the rules collapsed, and the Dapeng wings then drove the Wandao Guanghua to fall, carrying a monstrous momentum, the entire sky was suppressed, Ye Feixing couldn't dodge it at all, and the Wandao Guanghua imprisoned the space and sealed it.

Ye Feixing opened one hand and regained control of the Flowing Fire Demon Star Realm, and suddenly the space in the entire domain seemed to be in his hands, just like the palm of the hand, it would destroy the ten directions at every turn, and crush the entire heaven and earth at will.

The endless power of imprisonment seemed to come out of nothing, and in an instant, it filled the realm of the Flowing Fire Demon Star, and the long river of time came to a standstill, and under the power of imprisonment, the Dapeng wings and ten thousand rays of light that fell from above Ye Feixing were all solidified, just like the crystals and water droplets frozen in the air in the extremely cold land, and they were frozen in the air.

The entire Demon Star Domain shook, and the huge Demon Star Domain occupied a large area of the sky, and on the surface of the domain, it set off a storm of flowing fire, which was extremely amazing, if it swept the Heavenly Martial Emperor City below, it would destroy the entire giant city to the point that it would not be able to be.

In the Demon Star Realm, the color was mixed black, and the flowing fires flowed in the air, and the endless fire qi was gushing, like a fire hell.

Using the Demon Star Domain to imprison everything in it, Ye Feixing consumed a lot, but it did not make him lose the power of a battle, and ashes floated in the air out of nowhere, and the black ashes were like black butterflies, only to see that the ten thousand rays of brilliance were slowly being extinguished, and as the brilliance disappeared, more and more ashes were floating in the air.

Han Wei felt that the Dapeng wings hovering above Ye Feixing were emitting a blazing sensation, and he saw that those ashes that looked like black butterflies were all floating into the sky and attached to the Dapeng wings, the ashes that would dissipate just by touching them, but after being attached to the Dapeng wings, they could produce damage with obvious effects.

Han Wei didn't care, the source power in his body surged, and the pair of Dapeng wings that covered the sky and the sun from behind him shone brightly, not as bright as before, and they were extremely soft, purifying all the ashes on the wings, along with the ashes that were gradually drifting over, after being irradiated by the soft light, they were also purified.

The bones on Han Wei's body made a crackling sound, as if they had been thawed by the gods that had been frozen for thousands of years, and the whole person was as martial as a god, becoming more and more majestic, and the power of rules appeared behind him one by one, hanging down on a pair of Dapeng wings. The pair of huge wings like snowy white knives, under the guidance of Han Wei, slashed at Ye Feixing together, without driving the ten thousand rays of light, so the speed of the slashing was extremely fast, and the white light reflected the sky, illuminating the realm of the Flowing Fire Demon Star with a bright light.

The Roc Wings are like knives out of the water, and the power of the rules that fall from them is like water falling from the blade, and the water seems to be shining in the blazing sun, and it contains terrifying power, each of which has the power to sink a small mountain.

Ye Feixing stepped on the void with one foot, and the space around him shook, he rushed towards Han Wei, grabbed it with one hand, and a knife handle appeared, which was grasped by one of them, and after Ye Feixing held the knife handle, endless flowing fire converged on it, and the flowing fire blade body condensed out.

Ye Feixing held the hilt of the knife and slashed towards the Dapeng wings, the small hilt drove the huge blade, and the Dapeng wings that came from the slash were slashed together, every time they slashed, there was a splash of fire, and the power of the bright rules was cut off, accompanied by a rumbling impact sound.

The light feather flew and fell off from the top of the Dapeng wing, Ye Feixing directly cut off one Dapeng wing with one knife, and then cut off another Dapeng wing with a knife, and the incision cut by Ye Feixing's Flowing Fire Broadsword was filled with a cloud of black flame, making the Dapeng wings unable to regenerate for a short time.

Ye Feixing held the Flowing Fire Broadsword, slashed down, and slashed towards the top of Han Wei's head, the fire was soaring, there was no heat, but there was endless killing intent swept through, Han Wei pinched the fist print, punched out, and the shadow of the towering mountains appeared behind him, and there was a huge Peng bird sitting on it, and the feathers were like gold, looking like they had a metallic texture.

The fist power is huge and ferocious, like a big mountain being pushed out, a punch will scatter the flowing fire big knife, in order to prevent the big knife from condensing again, Han Wei pinched the handprint, the source power surged in his hand, and one by one the handprints were shot, covering the void, and went towards Ye Feixing to suppress.

Ye Feixing was like a demon god, his arms were surging with tyrannical flowing fire, and he directly shot at the handprints that came one by one, tearing them apart, breaking the terrifying big handprints, and approaching Han Wei.

"Don't you dare to fight in close quarters?" Ye Feixing asked Han Wei in a high-minded posture like a demon god, his tone was full of disdain, he knew Han Wei's character, as long as he was so aggressive, he would not admit that Han Wei, who was even weaker than others, would definitely fight him in close quarters.

Han Wei took a step forward to meet Ye Feixing, every inch of his skin exuded golden threads, and his body became more and more tense, as if it was about to condense into divine iron.

Although Kunpeng represents the speed of the world, but the Peng that evolved in it represents the strength of Kunpeng's body, the ancient god Peng has an indestructible god body, and the strength of the body cannot be guessed.

And the Jinpeng method, which is detached from the Kunpeng method, naturally pays more attention to the refining of the physical body.

When Ye Feixing arrived, Han Wei punched, and the former also punched out, the black flowing fire and the golden punch bombarded together, and suddenly the source power rose into the sky, turning into two black and golden storms, and then exploded.

Ye Feixing put his five fingers together and hit Han Wei's shoulder, and there was a sonorous sound of metal, Ye Feixing was surprised, he didn't expect Han Wei to cultivate his physical body to such a point.

A strong force shook away from Han Wei's body, forcing Ye Feixing back, and then Han Wei slammed his golden fist into Ye Feixing's chest, and a dull sound was heard.

Ye Feixing was knocked back a few steps by Han Wei's punch, and the two opened up a short distance.

Ye Feixing calmly stepped into the air, looking at Han Wei, the latter understood and was not carried away by emotions, the battle has reached this point, and no one in the imperial city has come out to stop it, which has its own deep meaning.

"One blow. Han Wei said in a deep voice.

"Hmm. Ye Feixing nodded and stepped back a long distance.

In fact, neither of them gave their full strength, so it can be said that they were up to the point. There is still a sense of proportion.

The two of them overcame a blow to end the battle, but it was destined to be indistinguishable, but it was very significant.

The two of them are like the next person who writes the preface of an era.

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On the other side of the land of Middle-earth, the land of the HRE Dynasty, the HRE Imperial City located on the prairie.

With the breeze blowing with the smell of grassland fresh grass, the great prince of the Shinra Imperial Family stood on the city wall and looked in the direction of the Tianwu Imperial City from afar.

The strength of the Great Prince of Shinra with the scent of books is unfathomable, his eyes are soft but profound, and next to him stands a man who did not deliberately suppress his momentum, and his gestures are like a god of war, somewhat domineering.

The domineering person is the second prince of Shinra.

"Brother, it's not you. The second prince of Shinra said.

"It's a pity that I couldn't write the preface of the prosperous era in person, but at the beginning of an era, with thousands of pages, who can leave as many brushes and inks as possible, and engrave multiple strokes, is the most important. The Great Prince of Shinra said lightly, as if there was no dispute with the world, but in fact, the battle of this person's avenue was extremely terrifying.

Even the second prince of Shinra, who is known as the reincarnation of the god of war, is domineering, and it is difficult to completely restrain him, and he can't overshadow his brother's edge.

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Not only that, but the eight oldest families in the entire new century all feel that the prosperous era is coming, and endless luck is pervasive, and how much can be won depends on their ability.

Those young Tianjiao, young supreme, and young kings, and even the kings of Xiaocheng, all showed their fighting intentions.

Because of the things that run through this coming era, perhaps the word "war" can be exhausted.

Killing, blood, death, what will be fought, no one will know.

In the easternmost part of the area, the sky was gray, and the ghost light shone down from the gray sky.

There are countless pairs of tiger-eyed eyes here, looking at the land of the new world.

The Tower of Babel, built with hundreds of millions of bones, is destined to add many, many more, corpses!

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High in the sky of the Heavenly Martial Emperor City, in the realm of the Flowing Fire Demon Star.

There was a flash of fire in Ye Feixing's eyes, he raised his hand, stretched out a finger, and pointed to the sky above the domain, and suddenly the demon star realm shook violently, and tens of thousands of flaming meteorites fell from there.

And the tens of thousands of meteorites flowing with fire are like words that are about to be arranged to form the preface of the prosperous world, and they are about to smash on the title page of the new book of the prosperous world, stirring up the surging sentences of the song of blood and fire.

Han Wei re-propped up the pair of huge and white wings behind his back, and slashed away at the sky, with a peerless edge, cutting through the space and opening up the world.

The wings of the Great Peng, which are like two heavenly knives, cut the fiery meteorites one by one, just like the master lifting the pen to correct the article, and writing the preface to the extreme.

The wings of the Great Roc swept by, and the flaming meteorites that fell from them, without exception, all exploded.

The Demon Star Realm was lifted, and Ye Feixing and Han Wei went their separate ways.

In the dark, the flame meteorite exploded something, and the Pengyi Heavenly Sword cut something.