Strongest Martial God: 267. Jinpeng is strong
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"Crack—"
The golden tornado tears through the void and whizzes out towards where Ye Zhong is. This tornado is composed of golden sword awns. It is powerful and can tear yiqiē, even if Ye Zhong’s physical strength is caught in it, I am afraid it will be very troublesome.
Ye Zhongsan's expression was slightly condensed, and immediately flipped his palm and shot it towards the front. In an instant, he saw the Taoist Asura sword print flashing out like a meteor, printing towards the place where the tornado touched.
"Tweet——"
The Sun Jinpeng roared, and a stream of flame spurted out of his mouth again, sweeping towards where Ye Zhong was. The imprint of Ye Zhong's hands changed, and Shura's sword imprint was like a meteor, wandering in midair.
The terror offensive of the two sides collided with each other. In an instant, there was a flash of thunder in the air. Obviously, both of them were shooting real fire at this moment, and both wanted to quickly kill the opposing eyes. Unfortunately, at the moment they are evenly matched. Can take advantage of it.
"Boom——"
Sun Jinpeng's figure trembled slightly and flashed tens of meters to the rear, avoiding the aftermath of the offensive on both sides. Then it stared at Ye Zhong, and its eyes became increasingly cold: "Ye Zhong, I am looking forward to it now. The moment I got you, how happy I should be!"
The voice fell, and the Sun Jinpeng smashed down, the wings were like two sharp blades, and they carried an amazing sword light to smash them down, and rushed towards the place where Ye Zhong was.
"锵——"
Ye Zhong pinched the sword art with both hands at the same time, and pointed it out toward the front, and he saw that following Ye Zhong's movements, two rushing sword qi appeared, blasting out toward the front.
The sword lights of the two sides collided with each other. In an instant, like a meteorite colliding, a sudden energy fluctuation swept across, causing the ground to tremble violently.
"Bang——"
After a while, both sides retreated to the back at the same time again, their expressions a bit ugly.
"You are fine!"
Sun Jinpeng sneered, and then followed its body shape for a while, and he saw nineteen golden sword feathers emerging behind him. On the sword feathers, a metallic luster emerged, bursting out Terrifying killing intent. Obviously, this is a combination of spirit tools. If each one comes out separately, they are all the same powerful spirit tools, but at this moment, so many spirit tools are gathered together, and the murderous intent is converging like a screen. , Powerful and frightening.
"Die me!"
Sun Jinpeng stared at Ye Zhong coldly, and after waving his hand, he saw nineteen golden feather arrows simultaneously turning their directions and culling them forward.
At this moment, the nineteen sword feathers combined to form a big killing array, culling to the place where Ye Zhong was. The killing flavor contained in this almost surpassed the extreme that the Ninth Stage of Forging Body could achieve. The horror is boundless, in this wild ancient battlefield, who can stop?
Ye Zhong changed color, thunder and lightning flickered on the soles of his feet, and his figure quickly retreated to the back. At the same time, he sacrificed the fire cloud dragon shadow bow and quickly pulled the bowstring. In an instant, a tiger dragon figure appeared behind him. With its actions, the Tiger Jiao shot out in an instant, resisting the sword feather killing array of Sun Jinpeng.
In an instant, there was a brilliant glow in the midair, with thousands of colors, and the two sacrifices were all artifact-level existences. At the same time, the two of them were powerful and desperately urged to move. At this moment, they launched a life and death duel.
"Boom boom boom--"
The sound of the sound, carrying infinite thunder and fire across the sky, annihilated this square, and horrible auras appeared everywhere, countless energy ripples obliterated the blue bricks on the ground, and the buildings were crushed to shreds. Horrified to the extreme.
"Clang clang--"
In the mid-air, there are endless sounds, and the arrows are intertwined, and the golden sword feathers are blasted together, and there is no time for terror waves.
Sun Jinpeng's set of artifacts obviously came from the ancient battlefield, and it was a great opportunity to get it. Once it was sacrificed, the murderous intent was soaring, and the endless offensive even the fine iron was crushed. But Ye Zhong was not strangled at this moment. Although his figure could not help backing away, the fire cloud Jiao Ying bow in his hand was constantly trembling, and arrows raged.
Anyway, the Fire Cloud Jiao Ying Bow that Ye Zhong obtained was the treasure of the feather clan, and as a divine tool, it also possessed great power. If it weren't for this, he would probably not be able to resist the attack of the Sun Jinpeng at this moment.
"I want kànkàn, how long can you hold on!"
Sun Jinpeng's expression became colder and colder. At this moment, it urged the sword feathers frantically, and immediately saw the speed of the sword feathers. At this moment, the speed of the sword feathers was approaching the extreme, and the sword light carried in the sword feathers caused the surface to appear on the ground. Countless criss-cross ditch marks caused Ye to retreat. In the end, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Ye Zhong vomited the blood in his mouth with a strange expression. Since entering this barren ancient battlefield, very few people have been able to hurt him, because he basically pushed all the way horizontally, with rare failures. Even as powerful as Tanggu's thirteenth prince, it can't help him. But it was unexpected that today, in the face of the former defeated general of Sun Jinpeng, he was actually injured?
There was a sneer on Ye Zhong's face. In the next instant, the Huoyun Jiaoying Bow in his hand came out, and it was directly out of his control, giving up resisting the sword feather killing array, but dropped a piece in the air The arrow beams shrouded towards the place where the Sun Jinpeng was.
"Om——"
The golden light flickered. At this moment, a set of battle suit appeared on the surface of Sun Jinpeng. It was extremely bright, and the surface of the battle suit showed a circle of light, which resisted the technique of Huoyun Jiaoying Bow.
"This is a treasure, and it is only for poultry. It is extremely rare!" Someone gasped and exclaimed. It seems that the Sun Jinpeng really encountered a great opportunity this time, and not only got that Set of sword feathers, you also get a treasure. The attack power is amazing, and the defense power is also extremely terrifying. To a certain extent, it is comparable to the powerhouse of the ninth immortal body. How can people resist? How to kill?
It's no wonder that this guy has no fear in the face of Ye Zhong, because he has mastered such a terrifying killer.
"Naive!"
Ye Zhong suddenly sneered. With a wave of his right hand, the Kong Ming Sword appeared in his palm. At the same time, eighteen asura sword seals were simultaneously superimposed on the Kong Ming Sword, and a sky-shaking sword light shot into the sky.
"Cut--"
In the next instant, Kong Mingjian let go, whistling out with the horror sword light, and slashed towards where the Sun Jinpeng was.
"A mere weapon!" Sun Jinpeng sneered, not even bothered to dodge. He has strong self-confidence and thinks that Ye Zhong's offensive can't help him.
"锵——"
However, in the next instant, Kong Ming Sword descended with a terrifying sword intent. It was just a flash, and the halo on the surface of the battle suit was instantly torn, and Kong Ming Sword exploded at this moment, exploding infinite sword light.
"Crack—"
Ye Zhong's hand was completely unexpected by Sun Jinpeng. Under the huge impact, a crack appeared in the battle suit on his body, and golden blood flowed out.
"What a ruthless method!" Everyone was shocked. When they stared at Ye Zhong, their expressions changed slightly. This Ye Zhong had a firm heart and decisive method, which was not something ordinary people could resist. He was actually able to destroy a high-grade spirit weapon in an instant, just to break Sun Jinpeng's defense. Few people thought they could do it.
The group of strong men on the opposite side looked very ugly. They didn't expect that with the strength of the Sun Jinpeng, they would suffer such a big loss in a moment.
"Ye Zhong, you are presumptuous--"
Sun Jinpeng's complexion was very ugly at this moment. It waved its wings and hovered in the air. The next moment it had a mouth, a glow of glow came out, and this time, the nineteen sword feathers suddenly fell on the ground at the same time. , Exuding a monstrous killing intent, swept towards where Ye Zhong was.
"Sword formation!" Ye Zhong Yi Lin, already seeing what Sun Jinpeng wants to do. At this moment, these nineteen sword feathers form a big formation, obviously wanting him to be trapped and killed!
"The Hall of Demons!"
In the next moment, Ye Zhong didn't hesitate, and directly sacrificed another artifact that Ziji had on hand. In an instant, the Demon Suppressing Hall appeared on top of Ye Zhong's head, transformed into a prototype, and came towards the place below. Including Ye Zhongziji, they were all shrouded within the scope of the town's demon palace.
"Bang——"
The overwhelming sword intent slightly collided with the breath of the Zhen Demon Temple, which was dozens of energy waves, which directly shook Ye Zhong in the center and coughed up blood.
"Ye Zhong, are you looking for your own dead end?" Sun Jinpeng stared at Ye Zhong coldly. He could see that although Ye Zhong's move could counter Ziji's sword formation, if he did this, sooner or later. Be trapped and killed.
For Ye Zhong, Sun Jinpeng's heart is still full of vigilance. Even if it seems to have the upper hand at this moment, it still maintains awe in his heart. After all, Ye Zhong's method of defeating it is too spiritual, even if it is Sun Jinpeng at this moment. Thinking of it, there is still a bit of horror.
"Come on--"
Below, Ye Zhong stretched out his hand, and the mid-air Huoyun Jiaoying bow swooped down, chxiàn in his hand.
This time, Ye Zhong gently pulled the bowstring. Behind him, the tiger's figure reappeared, and at the same time, thunder lights were wrapped around the tiger's body.
"Shoo--"
In the next moment, the arrow light in Ye Zhong's hand escaped. This time, he mixed the Shura sword mark on the arrow light, tearing the sky in an instant, and fell on Sun Jinpeng.
"Boom——"
The Sun Jinpeng figure dodges, but he was still hit half of his body. The suit on his body was torn at this moment, and blood gushed out again. Obviously, after being defeated by Ye, this suit was chxiàn. Defects, no longer complete.
"Ye Zhong, I really underestimated you. 1" Sun Jinpeng was furious, and he didn't think that Ziji had actually suffered a lot under the prevailing Qingkuàng, which made it extremely annoyed.
"Are you so much nonsense?" Ye Zhong stared at the Sun Jinpeng indifferently, "Even if you get some chance, you are nothing more than that. Sooner or later, kill you!"