How much is the difference between the strength of the Dao-level Emperor Rank and the Dao-level Emperor Rank, Feng Wudao can't remember it clearly in his memory for too long. But he knew that, at least for now, he couldn't compete with it alone.

This refined body still can't exert his true strength, but if he fights to the point of self-destructing his body, the high level of the Dao level emperor can still fight. As for the Emperor Rank, the odds are slim.

The last time he faced a Dao-level Emperor-level Crazy Flame Demon General, it was after the opponent was hit hard by the Ten Thousand Burial Light Strike Array first, and several people worked together to barely kill him.

And at the current distance, even if the Ten Thousand Burial Light Strike Array could be launched, the aftermath of the explosion would also be able to completely destroy the Imperial Dragon Palace, and it would be impossible to try it at all.

"Unexpectedly, the Golden Wing Kunpeng clan even sent a strong person like you, it seems that it is imperative for the Holy Golden Emperor Gu. Feng Wudao snorted, and stepped on the void with his hands behind his back to meet a few steps, and the new power between the hands hidden in his sleeves was rapidly condensing.

In his ears, Xia Yi's voice had already come, the Ten Thousand Burial Light Strike Array was fully charged, and it could be launched at any time, but at the current angle and distance, it was impossible to inflict an effective blow on the Golden-Winged Kunpeng. Even if it hits, the fluctuation of the shock when the strong horizontal energy flow bursts is enough to shatter and tear the entire Imperial Dragon Hall to pieces.

Now he needs two things.

Opportunity, time.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that a mere descendant of the Dragon Soul One Lineage would have the strength to defeat a Dao-level emperor-level powerhouse of my clan at will. It seems that you are definitely not as simple as it seems, and your identity may also be a little special. I'm only here for the Holy Golden Emperor Gu, as long as you hand it over, I won't hurt anyone. Otherwise, I'll kill you all and find it yourself." How's that a good deal, right?"

The much larger golden-winged Kunpeng smiled coldly, ostensibly deliberating, but in fact it was making a final warning. With its Dao-level Emperor-level cultivation strength, coupled with this huge demonic beast body, it was not difficult to destroy the Imperial Dragon Palace.

"Well...... I'm afraid you're late, the Holy Golden Emperor Gu is no longer in our hands, in fact, it was already snatched away by the strong man lurking in the tomb on that day, but your people left early and didn't see it. Feng Wudao echoed with a smile, and the condensed power hidden in his sleeve was already filled with bursts of devastating heat.

"Are you too stupid yourself or am I stupid enough to tell such a lie?"

The Golden-Winged Kunpeng shouted angrily, his wings trembled suddenly, and the bitter wind suddenly roared, and the entire Imperial Dragon Hall shook violently, turning and tilting and sinking.

At the same time, its sharp claws also pressed down, and the four sharp points that flashed with a deadly cold light slammed into the building below.

Laugh at!

In the next moment, a soft whistling hummed in the void, and the claws that the Golden-winged Kunpeng poked out were stunned. I saw a bright sword light below flashing away, and Sen Leng's fierce sword aura quietly swept horizontally.

The purple-red big sword was hunting and agitating in the wind, and in front of Luo Xun's horizontal sword, he looked up at the sharp claws the size of a hill above him, and snorted with a cold face: "If you want to come here, it's not that simple." ”

"The grasshopper shakes the tree, it's ridiculous!"

The golden-winged Kunpeng smiled disapprovingly, and the sharp claws that reached out quickly struck down again, and the top of the claw tips even more cyan thunderbolts jumped and squeaked.

"It's big, but it's not everything. No matter how strong the strength is, there are also weaknesses. ”

The long blue hair danced in the wind, and Luo Xun's body met the huge claw, and in an instant, the sword roared, and hundreds of brilliant cold rays pierced the sky at the same time, and finally condensed into a sword gang stabbing towards the sky.

Ping!

Only a crisp sound was heard, and the cold and fierce sword gang instantly shattered, and the residual light withered, and the Kunpeng claws continued to press, and the disparity in power had already toppled the balance of victory in the blink of an eye.

However, Luo Xun didn't seem to care, and the figure that jumped out had already come directly below the giant claw, and the surging violent thunder was close at hand.

The sword roared, the cold light surged again, and the swift figure of her swinging sword was already illusory into a hazy purple-red shadow, and the upper and lower parts of her body were almost translucent, real and illusory, it seemed to be just a vague cloud floating through the air, but the roaring sharp sword intent was telling that she did exist.

The body of the illusion is nothing, and the ghost dreams are decisive.

At this moment, the chill that erupted from the tip of the Starfall sword was even more severe.

The moment the tip of the sword stabbed the giant claw, countless silver rainbow phantoms slashed, but once again transformed into a sword dance posture and stabbed again, as if hundreds of sharp swords struck out in a row, all stabbing at the same point.

A pillar of slender blood erupted suddenly, and the bottom of the seemingly fierce Kunpeng claw could not resist such a sword momentum after all, and a deep wound was suddenly cracked.

The pain and coldness spread together, and the huge body of the golden-winged Kunpeng couldn't help but tremble, and at the moment when its movements were sluggish, Luo Xun's figure shook again, transforming into more than ten sword-wielding phantoms that pierced out from under the claws, and the roaring sword wind staggered and slashed, all slashing at the long leg that poked out.

Snort!

The purple-red shadow jumped, and the sword roar hummed incessantly, and it seemed that there were hundreds of sword wind and cold slashes, but the location of the hit was only one thing in common. Under the strength of the Dao-level Emperor Rank, the body of the Golden Wing Kunpeng was undoubtedly hard, but if it was attacked like this in an instant, it would not be able to resist it after all.

Break the surface with a point.

Laugh at!

A slight crack sounded startled, and another trace of blood sprayed in the air, the golden-winged Kunpeng no longer continued to hold on, and hurriedly withdrew his sharp claw, and the winding thunder wind stirred, and it also shattered the several phantoms left in the air.

However, Luo Xun's figure has gone a lot, and the purple-red phantom on his body has dispersed, returning to its original appearance, but the original snow-white little face has a touch of paleness, and he is gasping for breath, and his chest is rising and falling violently.

She did her best with every sword she swung just now, otherwise even if hundreds of swords were slashed in the same position, how could it be easy to break through the defenses of the Golden Wing Kunpeng?

"Little girl, you are looking for death!"

The golden-winged Kunpeng was annoyed and angry, and no longer poked out its claws, and directly poked its head, and the sharp beak of the hook like a blade pecked down.

It's a pity that at the same time, there was another figure in front of Luo Xun, with a playful smile on his face.

"You're the one who is looking for death. ”

With a wave of his sleeves, Feng Wudao smiled and fused the two flames in his hands, one gold and one dark, and then threw them with all his strength and let them roar under the sky.

Light and darkness strike, holy martial arts, light and darkness extinguish the world!

Boom! Boom!

The terrifying heat and explosion distort space, and the fierce wind is enough to tear apart all living beings, the light represents life and hope, and the darkness symbolizes coldness and depth. When the two merge together, there is only one thing left - destruction.

Fire is a ruthless thing, and the raging heat incinerates the common people, not to mention such a chaotic power?

"Such an attack is not enough. ”

Withdrawing from the howling wind with Feng Wudao, looking at the huge figure in front of him that was gradually tearing apart the sea of fire, Luo Xun still shook his head, and his somewhat trembling arm raised the deep cold sword again.

"No, I wasn't going to hurt it directly. The real killer move, here. ”

Feng Wudao smiled, grabbed her wrist and jumped back, and the place where the two of them landed was the oblique oblique tower on the Imperial Dragon Palace.

On the spire, a cloud of energy swirling with strange streamers was ready to go.

From the very beginning, his plan was only this, the only weapon in the Imperial Dragon Hall that could severely damage or even kill Dao-level emperor-level powerhouses, the Ten Thousand Burial Light Strike Array.

That Bright Immortal Flame was just to widen the distance between the Golden Wing Kunpeng and the Imperial Dragon Palace, and at the same time to get enough time to adjust the launch angle.

Now, everything is ready.

"Launch. ”

Feng Wudao thought lightly, and the voice directly entered Xia Yi's ears in the main control room, and the final judgment of destruction erupted with the press of the finger of the former deputy pavilion master of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

Even though it was still daytime, the magnificence of the pillar of destruction streamer tearing the sky was equally magnificent, and the energy stream that condensed the unprecedented terrifying power roared wantonly between this heaven and earth, and countless clouds were only scratched a little before they shattered into nothingness, and the gorgeous destruction seemed to subvert the balance of day and night, and the rest of the area seemed to be dim compared to this brilliant light.

When the roar disappeared, the airspace for more than a hundred miles was already chaotic and hazy, the broken remnants of light were still dancing, and the aura of destruction still had not completely dispersed.

It's just that the huge figure in the sky no longer exists.

"Sure enough, this thing is still a good thing to use, but the launch cost is too great, and it can't be used continuously. Feng Wudao smiled, but soon, his gaze became serious again.

I saw that in the airspace where the shattered light spots were scattered, the huge figure of the Golden-winged Kunpeng was indeed missing, but there was still a figure standing in the air, with shocking scars on his body, and blood was dripping down his limbs. Above his somewhat disfigured hideous face, there was infinite anger in his round eyes.

"You guys, so daring!"

When the words fell, the injured body had already jumped out, and with a flick of his arms, a cold silver rainbow instantly flashed in his palm, and it was condensed into a Fang Tian halberd and slashed down.

"Still alive? Yes, after all, it is the Warcraft Royal Clan, after all, it is a Dao-level emperor. ”

Luo Xun was slightly startled, and then smiled again, a little excitement flashed in his eyes, and he pushed away Feng Wudao with his horizontal arm, and jumped up to meet it, and the Star Waterfall Long Sword roared again.

The killing target of the Dao level emperor rank, this can never be seen in her previous records, although it is inevitable that there is some victory now, but the battle of life and death, how to talk about the word fairness.

No matter whether you win or lose, only life and death!

If you live, you will win.

"Be careful!"

Seeing this, Feng Wudao also hurriedly followed. Even though the Golden Wing Kunpeng was seriously injured, when he was also a Dao-level emperor, how could he be underestimated?

"Get out of here!"

As soon as the Golden Wing Kunpeng raised his voice, Fang Tianji slashed down with all his might, there was no trick at all, just pure strength and speed.

Clang!

There was no time to dodge at all, Luo Xun took this slash hard, the blade of the Star Waterfall Sword trembled and hummed, and the whole person also retreated in shock, raising his head and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

However, at the same time, her defeated body was overturned, and the eight shadow chains trembled, and the Sen Leng stabbing blade struck out together.

"Insect carving skills. ”

The golden-winged Kunpeng still didn't care, the Fang Tian halberd that was split swept sideways, and the arc-shaped silver rainbow that slashed instantly shattered all the eight stabbing blades, and then simply poked out the five fingers of his left hand and grasped them into a claw-like shape, straight through the void of broken residual light, and grabbed Luo Xun's chest.

"Give me back!"

The angry rebuke was like a thunderclap, and Feng Wudao once again stopped in front of Luo Xun, and his palms staggered out at the same time, and the golden flames between his palms jumped, faintly turning into a circle of magic circles.

Rumble!

The sky trembled again, the illusory magic circle shattered in response, the golden flames dissipated, and Feng Wudao's arms cracked out several bloods, falling into the sky.

The power of the Dao-level Emperor Rank is confronting the Emperor Rank head-on, and it is indeed really a mantis arm as a car. Even though, the Golden-Winged Kunpeng is already at the end of the crossbow.

"Damn, if only this body could hold on a little longer......" Falling into a depression in the ground, Feng Wudao looked up weakly.

However, at this moment, a soft sigh sounded: "Why, in the end, you still want me to make a move?"

At that moment, a small hand suddenly printed from the back of the Golden-winged Kunpeng, and the light green flames jumped violently.

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