Here, full of heroes of the younger generation, everyone stood up, looking forward to this battle in their hearts.

King Golden-winged Peng is like a demon god, which makes many people in the younger generation jealous, and few people dare to fight him, and now he is about to face off against the Doomsday Holy Body.

Ye Fan's "life is not much" The end is approaching, but the power is in full swing, if it is weakened due to the injury of the Great Dao, it is really a bit dull.

Now, he will have a big battle with the Golden-Winged Peng King, and it will probably be the last battle, just in time for a successful ending, and whether he wins or loses, it will be the ultimate battle.

"This birdman is too arrogant, he really deserves to cramp and cut his bones!" said the Black Emperor.

"You dog, I won't let you go!" King Goldenwing's eyes swept coldly.

"I hope your means are as strong as you say. Ye Fan had an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't worry, I will cut off your life with my own hands and destroy your soul. "King Goldenwing's eyes were full of aggression.

Ye Fan stared at him and didn't say anything more, now there was only one battle.

‘... Please come and watch the battle!" said with a smile to King Senran, the Golden-winged Peng, and sent a message to the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens present.

"Such a shocking battle, how can I miss it, I will go. The Son of Shaking Light nodded.

Feng Huang also smiled faintly, walked over gracefully, and said, "Looking forward to this battle!"

Zhao laughed and said, "I can't wait!"

"Then let's go, today I will end the life of the Holy Body and offer his holy blood to you to taste!"

‘... Then let's fight!" Ye Fan only had these four words, and he immediately took off into the air, like a god, and flew outside the Eight Hundred Gods Island.

Such a group of people are all young descendants of the Supreme Great Sect, there is no shortage of holy sons and holy daughters, and many people look at them if they want not to attract attention, and they have attracted the attention of some older figures.

Their degree was very fast, and in a short time, they flew out of the Eight Hundred Divine Island, rushing towards a lush mountain range in the distance, and it was impossible to fight a decisive battle in the Wind Clan's powerhouse.

At this time, it was already noon, and the scorching sun sprinkled a scorching light on the sky like a furnace, and the earth was scorched with a vicious beam.

They were far away from the Wind Clan Divine Island for more than 500 miles, and then they stopped, and the endless mountains below were towering, the valleys were numerous, and the ditches were undulating, which was a very primitive area.

The sky was full of monks all staring at the two people in the field, this was the focus of the battle, the two top young masters had a conflict for a long time, and it didn't explode until today.

King Golden-winged Peng has already made a name for himself among the younger generation, and he is a wild and incomparably wild demon clan wizard, everyone knows that he is powerful, and the great wilderness halberd is where the heroes dare not fight.

Ye Fan has only been famous in the past year, and he was not known earlier, and he can be said to be a strong figure who suddenly rose to the sky, but he is extremely powerful.

Since he was born, everything he has experienced and everything he has done has had a great impact, and the younger generation is aware of it.

The sun shone down, and the golden-winged Peng King was like a golden cast, shining with brilliant brilliance, and the golden silk was very bright, making people unable to open their eyes.

His eyes and demons were like two bolts of lightning shooting out of hell, burrowing into people's souls, devouring people's hearts, and killing intent like the sea.

A golden holy sword appeared in his hand, huge and incomparable, dozens of zhang long, hanging low, almost touching the peak of a large mountain below, and the murderous aura that was exhaled made the chaotic leaves in the mountains fly and wither.

On the other side, Ye Fan stood calmly, standing in the void, dancing lightly in the dark, his eyes were clear, motionless, calmly and calmly looking at his opponent.

The invisible killing intent stirred between the two, and before the war started, it already made people feel like falling into an ice cellar, physically and mentally cold, and the powerful battle intent and terrifying murderous aura were permeating.

‘... Click!"

Below, a big mountain couldn't bear it, and the top of the mountain cracked, caused by the oppression of that terrible killing intent, and several large cracks appeared, and the scene was terrifying.

"Boom!"

On the second peak, dozens of huge rocks on it cracked, and then the top of the mountain collapsed, the rocks pierced through the air, and the smoke and dust were everywhere, and it was drowsy.

This is caused by a strong killing intent, if someone enters the field, they will definitely be crushed into pulp, this is the confrontation of killing intent, the most terrifying, and it will be destroyed at every turn.

In the endless mountains, many beasts were frightened and fled in all directions, and there was chaos, and many fierce beasts were frightened and prostrate on the ground, trembling.

‘... Fluttering Ridge"

Many birds rose into the sky, trying to leave this terrible place, but as soon as they rushed into the air, they suddenly crumbled, becoming one blood flower after another.

On the spot, the form and spirit were destroyed, and there was nothing left, only the blood mist swirled in the two, and the killing intent was like a knife, cutting off all tangible life, but whoever entered it was destroyed.

‘... These two people are so terrifying, and their fighting intent has reached such a realm, although they have never made a move, but they are better than a shot!"

"There are really not many people in the younger generation who can compete with them......"

At this moment, the King of Golden-Winged Peng moved, and he let out a clear roar, and the mountains were in turmoil, the trees trembled, the remnants of the leaves withered, and the endless mountains were filled with the aura of slaughter.

‘... One hundred and eight thousand swords!"

The Golden-Winged Peng King came up and exhibited a peerless sect, and his whole body was full of golden light, blooming with a dazzling brilliance, and thousands of terrifying golden sword rays shot out.

The murderous aura made the heavens and the earth tremble, and the Infinite Holy Sword slashed out together, smashing the void, and the pillars of heaven and earth seemed to collapse, destroying the withering and decaying.

"Boom!"

No more, no less, a full 108,000 holy swords, each one a hundred feet long, towered in the void, and then slashed down immediately.

This was no longer a sword, it turned into a sea of holy swords, and the golden storm of terror drowned everything, swept forward, destroying all obstacles.

This is the innate supreme magic of the Tianpeng clan, even in the face of thousands of troops and horses, it can be swept away, and it can be attacked and killed indiscriminately!

Not to mention that they are all hitting one person at this time, this kind of power is unimaginable, such as the end of the world is coming, and the heavens and the earth are collapsing.

One hundred and eight thousand holy carvings, the swords that were spit out turned into an ocean, devouring everything, sweeping everything, and possessing hundreds of millions of divine might!

"Boom,

Every sword ray is like a flood that is terrifying, making the people watching the battle from afar cold from head to foot, the Golden-winged Peng King is so powerful, how can he fight?

He alone is enough to be worth thousands of troops, how many people in the younger generation will take over this kind of earth-shattering divine might? Even if it is a saint-level person, most of them will be hated!

Ye Fan's heart was awe-inspiring, in the past, he had fought against the supreme magic of 108,000 swords, and at that time, he used the mother qi of all things to defend and extinguish it with the terrifying black fire in the fire god furnace, otherwise it would be difficult to crack at that time.

Now, he is facing it again, but he has lost the Mother Qi of All Things and the Fire God Furnace, and he can only rely on himself to face the battle!

"Boom!"

In his sea of wheels, lightning flashed and thundered, and an endless golden ocean rushed out to drown him, blocking the sea of swords from the outside world!

"Click!"

There was the initial breath of heaven and earth in the air, and above the golden sea of bitterness, there were endless thunder and lightning dances, enveloping Ye Fan, as if he was opening the heavens and the earth.

He stood with the green lotus in his hand, his clothes fluttering calmly, facing the 108,000 holy swords, and blocking this supreme divine technique that could kill the holy son with his body.

"Ah......h

His eyes were like a heavenly sword, shooting through the void, he was like a demon god, unstoppable, holding the only holy sword in his hand, which was condensed by the Tianpeng clan's own holy blood, known as immortal!

"Ye Fan, I want to kill your soul!"

Roaring in the sky, he slashed down with the holy sword, roaring the rivers and mountains with qi and blood, and the infinite mountains were shaking.

"锵", "锵", "锵......"

One hundred and eight thousand swords slashed into the golden sea of bitterness, turning into golden Tianpeng, tearing the heavens and the earth, and slaughtering Ye Fan This is a supreme offensive.

Everyone was stunned, the Golden-Winged Peng King really had the skills to surpass the younger generation, and he actually attacked the Holy Body Vision with the Holy Sword, what a sharp and powerful attack this was?!

One hundred and eighty-eight thousand Tianpeng, overwhelming the world, all like gold, all of them are hideous, incomparable, spreading their wings to split the heavens and the earth, waving their claws to shatter the void.

A powerful and peerless offensive, Shen Peng crisscrossed the golden sea of bitterness, and a roar was about to collapse this heavenly dome, and the hearts of the frightened people were broken.

If the others were to die, they would be attacked by so many golden Shenpeng and would not be able to return to the sky at all, but Ye Fan was different, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I'm going to kill you to despair!"

He stood with the green lotus, his body was shrouded in lightning, the golden blood rushed into the sky, and there was a loud bang, and he closed the sky with the golden sea of bitterness.

Then, Ye Fan moved like lightning, holding the green lotus in his hand, and slashed the Endless Golden Tianpeng!

The green lotus was like a green haze, misty in Ye Fan's hands, drawing out patches of green shadows, but it was extremely terrifying, killing all life forms.

Ye Fan's movements were too fast, he shot ruthlessly, Qinglian was as sharp as a knife, cutting open a Tianpeng, blood splashed, he didn't stop, rushed to the next one.

"Poof", "Poof......"

He held the green lotus in his hand and kept chopping, Tianpeng's head fell continuously, and Tianpeng's huge corpse fell into the sky one after another.

This is the real blood, which was used by the Blood Sacrifice of the Golden Winged Peng King Yunsheng Holy Sword, and turned into an immortal 108,000 sword, but at this moment, it was constantly killed by Ye Fan.

"The Eucharist's Sea of Bitterness is golden, very different from ours, and can be transformed into an invincible vision of defense......" Many people in the distance were shocked.

"Ah...... ,... "The golden-winged Peng King roared, his majestic body stepped on the sky, and the golden waves of air rushed to the sky, like the resurrection of a demon saint!"

He waved the golden holy sword body in his hand and launched the most fierce attack, and the Tianpeng who fell into the golden sea of bitterness all hissed, burned, and turned into infinite killing light!

However, in the golden vision of the bitter sea, Ye Fan was like an absolute master, surrounded by thunder and lightning, as if he was opening up the world.

He was unshakable, and all the golden Tianpeng was difficult to approach, and he was constantly slashed by him, one blow at a corpse, and one blow at a bloody mist.

It can be clearly seen that one after another Shenpeng corpses fell, fell into the golden sea of bitterness, and were constantly killed.

"Okay, this is the holy sword raised by the birdman with essence blood, although it is claimed to be immortal, but being cut off like this will hurt his vitality!" the big black dog shouted.

The golden sea of bitterness was stained red with blood, and there were countless Tianpeng corpses floating, a tragic scene

Ye Fan's eyes were cold, like Shura's resurrection, black dancing, holding a blood-dripping green lotus, ruthless slaughter, and the entire 108,000 Tianpeng were killed by him.

"Boom!"

In the last shock, the golden sea of bitterness was surging, Ye Fan stood with the green lotus, his clothes were not stained with blood, calm and waveless, like a god with flowers, and shouted: "What else do you have, just use it, I will kill it today!"

In the distant sky, everyone was shocked, and one hundred and eight thousand swords could kill the Holy Son, but they were all killed by Ye Fan, and the essence blood of Tianpeng was steamed!

Although the Shaking Light Holy Son's face was calm, his heart was still a little shaken, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Feng Huang was very surprised, he didn't expect Ye Fan's means to defy the sky, and he would break one hundred and eight thousand swords like this.

The Purple Mansion Holy Son and Zhao's faces were a little stiff, and they asked themselves if they couldn't kill the 108,000 Divine Peng like this, and their hearts shook.

The golden-winged Peng Wang was messy, his eyes were as pressing as a knife, his bloodlust and wildness were fully displayed, and he said coldly: "I have my own means to destroy you!"

Chapter 2 arrives, write chapter 3.