"Good!" Kunpeng replied decisively.

Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch smiled: "Kunpeng, you will immediately taste the horror of the Speed Ancestor Witch, trembling under his unparalleled combat power. ”

"Oh, yes. Kunpeng smiled indifferently, flew to the depths of the sky with Dijiang, and fought in the howling Nine Heavens Gang Wind.

Di Jiang knew that Kunpeng was not an easy person, and as soon as he made a move, he burst out with peak speed and slammed Kunpeng's head with a punch.

"Hit!" said Wood Ancestor Wu Jumang in surprise.

Wu Qiangliang, the ancestor of thunder, followed up and vetoed: "No, it's an afterimage, Kunpeng's speed is so fast." ”

"Before the rise of our Wu Clan, Kunpeng seemed to have the reputation of being the fastest in the world. The solemn voice of the Earth Ancestor Witch Queen's earth sounded.

"That's right, his title of the fastest in the world should belong to our Wu clan. "Xuan Ming's domineering side leaked.

Kunpeng was originally good at speed, and when he practiced with the Taoist companion Dayue Gu Immortal, he specially understood her way of extreme speed.

Although Kunpeng's current speed is not as outrageous as that of the Great Moon Gu Immortal, it is far from being comparable to Dijiang.

After Dijiang's several attacks failed, Kunpeng began to fight back, he first touched Dijiang's "dog head" and sighed: "You are too weak!"

When Di Jiang punched him with a backhand, he had already gone around Di Jiang's back, kicked Di Jiang's buttocks, and said: "I fight with you, I have a feeling of bullying children, but I have always disliked bullying the weak." ”

Di Jiang erupted with all his strength, and another punch came, but it fell into the air again, Kunpeng stood on Di Jiang's left shoulder with his hands behind his back, his robe was hunting in the wind, but he looked at the entire desolate land, and said with emotion: "Ask the vast earth, who is the lord of ups and downs?"

Kunpeng's playful way of fighting made Di Jiang feel deeply humiliated, and he kept breaking out and accelerating.

But no matter how he accelerated and exploded, Kunpeng's speed was always far superior to him, just like the high Sacred Realm, which was out of reach.

"I've only used about one-tenth of my strength, are you sure you want to continue fighting?" Kunpeng retreated and looked at Di Jiang.

Fang Cai Kunpeng used the strength of the Martial Immortal Stream, the power of the three hundred and sixty epochs of the physical body, plus the power of the one thousand and twenty-four epochs of the increase of the source power totem, it was the power of more than three hundred epochs.

And Kunpeng's demonic path cultivation is the power of more than 13,000 epochs.

1,300 is not 1/10 of 13,000.

There's nothing wrong with that.

"One-tenth?" Di Jiang felt that Kunpeng was forcibly pretending, "Don't brag nonsense in front of this seat, there is a kind of show of all your strength, let me see and understand." ”

"Don't you understand, you don't even have the qualifications to let me show all my strength, because ......," Kunpeng smiled, "Once I use all my strength, you will explode with ......a bang, leaving only a pile of scum." ”

"I've never seen anyone as arrogant as you. Di Jiang also knew that he was defeated, and wondered whether to call the remaining ten brothers and sisters to besiege Kunpeng together.

"It seems that you have a big misunderstanding of my strength, so suppress your strength and satisfy your desire to be abused. As soon as Kunpeng's voice fell, the person disappeared into the depths of the sky.

To be precise, it is not that it has disappeared, but that it is fast, and the eleven ancestral witches have not been able to capture Kunpeng's figure.

As a result, everyone saw that Di Jiang was like a sandbag, being beaten and flying around in the air, and he didn't even have the strength to resist.

"Although I don't want to admit it, Kunpeng is right, once the Wu Clan loses the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, there will be no threat to him. "Houtu never thought that a quasi-saint would bring so much pressure to the Wu Clan.

If it is not Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun who are hostile to the Wu Clan now, but Kunpeng, then the Wu Clan will definitely not be able to stop it.

The other nine Ancestral Witches opened their mouths and wanted to refute, but when they saw Kunpeng's perverted speed, they were speechless.

In the face of such perverted speed, the siege of eleven ancestral witches is a joke.

After all, they can't even catch the figure of other people, and they still have a fart.

After a while, Kunpeng carried the Di Jiang that he had beaten into a pig's head, flew down from the depths of the sky, and casually threw the Di Jiang to the Xuanming Ancestor Witch.

"According to the agreement, I won the battle against Dijiang, and Zhurong handed it over to me to deal with, I think you must have no opinion. Kunpeng stood with his hands in his hands, looking down at the eleven ancestral witches.

The momentum of the eleven ancestral witches was all taken by Kunpeng, and no one dared to say anything.

"Goodbye then!"

Kunpeng was about to leave, but saw Jiufeng rushing out of the Wu tribe and said: "If the twelve ancestral witches lack any of them, they will not be able to arrange the twelve heavenly gods and evil arrays, so that the Wu clan will lose the qualification to compete with the demon clan, and it won't be long before this place will be in ruins." ”

"What Jiufeng Daoyou means is that I should let Zhu Rong go, my subordinates will die if they die, Zhu Rong of the North Sea Demon Clan will kill if he wants, and I Kunpeng will fight if you want to fight with this face. ”

A touch of shame flashed in Jiufeng's eyes, in the thick earth array, when you converted the killing demonic qi into the blissful demonic qi, you called the lady, but now you call the Jiufeng Daoyou, man, hehe......

"I didn't mean that, the body of the ghost car is intact, our Wu clan will resurrect him, and let Zhu Rong apologize to you, promising not to violate the North Sea Demon Clan again in the future, do you think this is okay?" Jiufeng also became polite.

Kunpeng felt that his wife's face had to be given, so he nodded solemnly and said, "It's quite sincere, I'll give you this face." ”

Jiufeng looked at his eldest brother Xuan Ming.

The Xuanming Ancestor Witch immediately cast a witchcraft to conjure spirits and set out to resurrect the ghost car, but after the soul conjuring technique was performed for a long time, the other faces were flushed, and he was stunned that he didn't summon the soul of the ghost car.

"This is a failure!" Kunpeng complained.

Jiufeng stared at Kunpeng with a pair of phoenix eyes, and her intuition told her that she didn't summon the soul of the ghost car, it was this guy who was playing ghosts, and said: "Zhurong that bastard thing is not dead, I don't care, I care about the future of the Wu clan."

You hurry up and let Zhu Rong go, otherwise don't want to marry me, let alone let me give you a baby. ”

What a fierce threat!

"I didn't plan to kill Zhu Rong, but I don't think you want to give me a baby, see you tonight!" Kunpeng said.

"Lustful ruffian, get out, the ghost just wants to give you a baby, less stinky and beautiful. Jiufeng scolded, but there was a friendly look on his face, "Your Taoist companion Nuwa used the nine heavens of my Wu clan's Houtu Ancestor Wu to succeed in creating people and become holy. ”

Kunpeng released Zhu Rong from the Qiankun bag, but took away his true spirit, and said: "You immediately kneel on the shore of the Beihai Sea and pray for the dead Beihai Demon Clan for three days, if you dare to wantonly kill a demon cultivator in Beihai in the future, I will crush your true spirit, do you understand?"