Text Volume 1 Text_Chapter 682 The Crazy Golden-Winged Dapeng King

Everyone felt as if they were hallucinating and had difficulty accepting the fact.

"I ...... Did I hear it wrong? The Sword King actually scolded His Majesty in public?"

"It's too arrogant, it's too presumptuous, does he think that with the maid of the Peerless Realm, he will have nothing to fear, this is His Majesty and the Rakshasa Ancestor have joined forces, who gave him the courage to dare to speak like this. ”

"Crazy, he must be crazy, young and frivolous, ignorant child!"

Countless people roared and shook their heads secretly, thinking that Zhang Jian was carried away.

Please, let's see if it's okay.

The Golden-Winged Dapeng King and the Rakshasa Ancestor are both powerhouses of the Peerless Realm, and they became famous very early, both in terms of combat experience and mental means, they are extremely old-fashioned.

And the maid next to you, no matter how wicked she is, she is not yet twenty years old, can she compare with others?

I'm afraid it's hard to deal with everyone, and you're still talking nonsense here, do you think the hatred isn't deep enough?

"Hubris and ignorance!"

The Sword River King snorted coldly.

"There is an ancestor here today, see how you escape!"

The Rakshasa Young Ancestor sneered and spoke contemptuously.

"Haha, the sky won't stop me!"

Everyone in the Sima family rejoiced.

"Master!"

Old Man Jin's face was like ashes, and Nangong Xingchen's expression was also a little darker.

In today's situation, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhang Jian and Jian Ling are already turtles in the urn, and they can't escape, and they can't hide.

"Well, well, I haven't seen anyone who dares to talk to me like this in years!"

The Golden-Winged Dapeng King laughed angrily, the killing intent in his eyes was blazing like the sun, he stretched out his hand, and in an instant, a Peng feather flew out, turning into a ghostly light, exuding a fierce killing aura, piercing through the void and shooting towards Zhang Jian.

This blow is terrifying, even with Zhang Jian's strength, it is impossible to resist, not to mention that he is still injured.

"Don't move, let me come. ”

Jian Ling was about to make a move with the demon sword in her hand, but Zhang Jian stopped her.

Brush!

Zhang Jian's whole person rushed up, and in the shocked eyes of countless people, he met Peng Yu.

"Young Master!"

Seeing this scene, Jian Ling's hand holding the demon sword was sweating, and she looked very anxious, but she couldn't help but listen to what Zhang Jian said, and in her mind, the young master was omnipotent.

Between heaven and earth, Peng Yu is like a sword, slashing from the sky, and Zhang Jian is like a rainbow, head-on.

This scene turned into an eternal picture scroll and was imprinted in everyone's eyes.

"The Sword King is afraid that he is completely insane, and he actually took the initiative to beg for death!"

"It's good to die, it's a hundred times dead!"

"Your Majesty's casual blow is enough to kill you, and you dare to speak out. ”

Everyone thought in their hearts that Zhang Jian was crazy, and this blow would definitely die.

At this moment, Zhang Jian continued to fly towards Peng Yu, the speed was extremely fast, and the two kept getting closer.

10,000 zhang, 8,000 zhang, 5,000 zhang, 3,000 zhang......

Zhang Jian's speed did not decrease in the slightest, and he did not use any means, he did not enter the mixed yuan umbrella and did not take it out, and even the Demon Emperor armor was not condensed, just as everyone thought.

It's a search for death.

However, no one knew Zhang Jian's thoughts, at this moment his eyes were cold, looking at Peng Yu who was approaching, there was no wave in his heart, and there was no trembling in his heart.

The fierce killing aura on Peng Yu made Zhang Jian's supreme divine body feel a faint pain, but his expression remained unchanged and remained calm.

1,000 zhang, 800 zhang, 500 zhang, 300 zhang......

The distance was getting closer and closer, and everyone couldn't take their eyes off it, staring at this scene.

Old Man Jin's face was like ashes, and as soon as his body moved, he was about to rush towards Zhang Jian.

Jian Ling held the Demon Slashing Sword in her hand, and the sword qi that pierced the sky burst out from her body, and she was about to make a move.

The hatred and coolness on the face of the Golden-winged Dapeng King were mixed, and the killing intent in his red eyes was awe-inspiring.

The Rakshasa Ancestor and the old god were there, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of contempt.

However, no one noticed that a smile suddenly appeared on Zhang Jian's face at this moment.

When he was less than a hundred feet away from Peng Yu, he finally made a move.

"Fight the stars!"

The fifth divine power of the supreme divine body, the stars shifted, and it was suddenly launched.

In an instant, Zhang Jian's figure disappeared in place, replaced by a man who was scarred and fell into a coma.

Prince!

"No!"

The powerful divine sense of the Golden-Winged Dapeng King made him notice the abnormality immediately, and when he found out that the person he was attacking had changed from Zhang Jian to the crown prince, his eyes widened, and the killing intent in his eyes and the hatred on his face disappeared instantly, turning into a look of horror.

This is his own son, the future heir of the Kunpeng Empire, his pride.

However, Zhang Jian had already calculated properly, and took the initiative to attack, a hundred zhang distance, fleeting, even if the Golden-winged Dapeng King reacted immediately, it was too late to stop it.

Immediately, everyone saw that Peng Yu disappeared in a flash, and killed the prince directly, cutting it in two from the middle, and even his soul could not escape, and he died completely.

The stars are shifting, within the range, and the position can be forcibly swapped!

At this time, this magical power showed amazing power, making millions of eyeballs burst out in unison, and they were shocked.

Old man Jin froze and didn't rush out again.

Jian Ling also looked at this scene sluggishly, and the sword qi on her body was much weaker.

The Rakshasa Ancestor looked incredulous, and he hadn't come back to his senses yet.

As for the millions of spectators, it was even more difficult to come back to their senses at the moment, and they were all shocked.

Who would have thought that Zhang Jian was not dead, but the prince died.

Before, the King of the Golden Winged Dapeng wanted to stop the prince, but Zhang Jian used the same means to block him, but at that time, because of the prince and the King of the Golden Winged Dapeng, everyone ignored Zhang Jian's means.

But at this moment, Zhang Jian was in full view of everyone, exerting his magical powers, exchanging his position with the crown prince, so that the King of Golden-winged Dapeng personally killed his son.

How can this scene not be shocking.

How can all this not be frightening.

Before, they all felt that Zhang Jian was actively looking for death and lost his mind.

However, the reality in front of them slapped them in the face and let them know that it was themselves who were crazy.

Perhaps, it is not Zhang Jian who is crazy, nor himself, but the world.

From provocation, to taking the initiative, to using his magical powers, all of this is under Zhang Jian's control, so mindful, step by step, he controls all the initiative in his own hands.

"Ahhh

Seeing that he had killed his own son with his own hands, the Golden-winged Dapeng King was completely insane, and a terrifying killing intent erupted from him, like an endless storm, filling the entire world, and the black sun was also brilliant, terrifying.

The Golden-winged Dapeng King was furious, Jian Ling also didn't keep her hand anymore, she held the Demon Slashing Sword in her hand, soared into the sky, and the Demon Slaying Sword Domain erupted, like a cyan sun, heading towards the Golden-winged Dapeng King, to resist the Golden-winged Dapeng King.

"Demon Lord, let the old man come and understand your power!"

However, Jian Ling did not stop the Golden-winged Dapeng King, the Rakshasa Ancestor moved, and the purple sun descended into the world, blocking Jian Ling. At this moment, the frenzied Golden-winged Dapeng King made a desperate move, and his divine sense locked on Zhang Jian on the earth, and he wanted to skin and cramp this person and crush him into flying ashes.