Eternal Martial Sovereign Chapter 1143: Amazing momentum!

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After a cold snort, Xiao Yun's eyes flashed, and he punched at the Peng Aotian.

Om!

The punch came out, the momentum was trembling, and the void in front was hollowed out.

Then the golden feathers were defeated.

A tremendous fighting spirit swept toward Peng Aotian like a swell.

Boom, boom!

Under the impact of this fighting intention, Peng Aotian stepped back seven times in a row.

"Pengyu Golden Clothes!" When the battle intentions came, Peng Aotian's eyes narrowed, and there was an evolution of Peng Yu in front of him, which turned into a golden clothes to cover it. Was resisted, at the same time, the golden feather behind it flickered and cut forward.

Boom!

Jin Yu cut off and hit Xiao Yun's fist.

Suddenly, Xiao Yun's momentum was blocked.

However, people who looked at the outside world in such a scene were stunned.

"This Xiao Yun actually resisted the offense of the three thousand golden feathers of Aotian son?" Everyone was shocked.

How easily did Peng Aotian beat Chu Tianming before?

However, this young human race can resist this offensive.

In this way, he really has some means!

Many people gave Xiao Yun a glance at this moment.

The most surprising thing is the Peng Aotian on the battle platform.

It ’s the power of the three thousand golden feathers that makes it most clear.

However, these offensives failed to win this human race youth.

"You have some strength." Peng Aotian glanced at it, and its momentum was constantly condensing.

Just now, his golden feather was cut on the opponent's palm but failed to hurt it.

This is shocking.

However, Peng Aotian does not mean to be discouraged.

In fact, the light in his eyes is getting hotter, and the blood veins of Jinpeng in his body are constantly rolling.

An ancient vein of blood is activated.

Xiao Yun also stared forward, his fighting intentions all over the body grew stronger, and there were war lines flashing on his eyebrows.

"I want to see how strong your physique is!" And at this moment, Peng Aotian's eyes narrowed.

But the golden feather behind it became brighter.

On the golden feathers, you can even see the lines flowing.

An ancient wave permeates and is breathtaking.

"Shenyu Condensed Soldiers!" Peng Aotian's eyes narrowed, only to see that it was pulled by both hands, and ten feathers flickered immediately behind it.

The ten ling feathers are suspended in front of it, as if the ten-handed blades are shining with dazzling light, the golden light stabs the void and trembles, all the golden light is like qi, killing invisible, Palace Realm Facing these golden lights, the cultivator will surely die.

"Ning!" When ten golden feathers appeared, Peng Aotian pulled with both hands.

Then ten feathers flickered.

Om!

A piece of golden light flickered, and then the ten feathers began to superimpose together, and continued to merge under the combination of golden light lines.

The combination of Lingyu makes its momentum soar.

Ling Yu, who was originally just Xu Kuan, also made a thick circle. Not only that, but the lines became more and more perfect.

"What is this Peng Aotian doing?" Seeing the fusion of feathers, there are outsiders who are surprised.

"This is the town clan magic of the Golden Wings Great Peng family!" Someone said, "Golden Wings Great Peng Lineage can condense the golden feather as the lifeblood. At the same time, these golden feathers can be superimposed. This superposition will double the power of that golden feather. , But will also consume a lot of blood gas. "

"That's what it is." Many people looked suddenly.

At this point, the ten feathers have been fused.

Qiao!

The clang sounded, but a huge golden feather appeared before Peng Aotian.

This golden feather is surrounded by lines, like a sword, exhaling a strong breath.

At this time, this golden feather is astonishing and has surpassed the ordinary kingly spirit soldier.

It is hard to imagine, who can take this golden feather blow without using Wang Bing?

"The power of this golden feather is several times stronger than before!"

"The town magic in Golden Wings Great Peng Lineage is really extraordinary!" Feeling the fluctuation of the golden feather, many people looked envious.

"Can this human race Xiao Yun still compete with this golden feather?"

"But I don't know what magic power Xiao Yun has?" At this time, many people were curious.

Even, when everyone looked at Xiao Yun, they already had a little more taste of watching the drama.

If this young man does not have enough magical powers, how can he crush Peng Aotian?

"Dare to challenge Aotian son, it's just to death!" The youths of Golden Wings Great Peng Lineage all smiled coldly.

Even the Peng Yuan grinned.

It asks himself that he has a good talent and is a rare genius in the demon domain.

But in the face of this clan, it often sighs.

The same is true, it will go deep into the Qilin secret realm to refine the flesh, in order to make up for its shortcomings.

But after seeing the three thousand golden feathers condensed by this clan, it deeply felt the difference between the two sides.

"If this Xiao Yun doesn't have a powerful magical power, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fight this Peng Aotian." The son of Kirin was secretly worried.

Although it knows that Xiao Yun is very strong.

But this golden feather of Peng Aotian is even more against the sky.

"Come out your magical powers!" When the golden feathers merged, Peng Aotian squinted coldly and shouted.

Then it took a trick, and the long sword evolved in front of him was cut towards Xiao Yun in front.

This golden feathered soldier is like a sword cut off, and the void is directly cut, and a terrible wave oscillates, like a wave of the sea rippling towards the side, but the golden feather sword carries The momentum of splitting everything cut towards Xiao Yun.

This blow is many times stronger than before.

Even the cultivators of the Ninth Level Realm of Infant Ruins are afraid of this blow.

This is the power of Golden Wings Great Peng's maiden magic.

"Who can resist such a blow?" Many cultivators of Baxie and Baixiu in the outside world were photographed by that momentum.

Even some cultivators in the Half-Step King Realm feel scalp hair.

Such a powerful blow is only played when it is oppressed to the weight of the infant market.

Under such oppression, Peng Aotian's blood cannot be pushed to the extreme, and supernatural powers cannot be fully exerted.

Kao Rao is so, still has such a terrifying power.

It's not difficult to imagine, if this person shoots with quasi-Magical Powers Realm, how powerful will it be?

"It's worthy of Antiquity Big Clan!" Many monks of the tribe have a look on their faces.

At this moment, they understand what is a clan.

Only understand what is the pride of heaven.

"What magical power does Xiao Yun have?" And under this shock, many people stared at the end of the golden feather blade, where Xiao Yun, the human race youth, remained still, There was no fear at all on his face.

So, it makes many people curious.

Curious about what magical power this young human can have to resist the Peng Aotian blow.

"The demon clan has some means!" On the battle platform, Xiao Yun felt the momentum brought by that golden feather, and his eyes could not help but slightly condensed. At this moment, he also had to admit that this Peng Aotian had some Means, the names of the ten eldest sons of the demon domain are well known.

It's just that.

Even if these geniuses are shocking and stunning. But will Xiao Yun stop?

"Since you want to see what magical powers I have, let you know!" Xiao Yun's mouth twitched a faint smile, and he looked very indifferent. When the blade of the golden feather was cut off, his The pace took a sharp step forward.

After that, he squinted.

"Kirin Divine Pattern!" A soft voice came from Xiao Yun's mouth.

Later, he saw a flash of fire on his right arm.

When the fire pattern flashed out, an ancient breath wave spread.

The kind of volatility actually carried a supernatural power.

Hoo!

Then everyone saw the blood spurt out in front of Xiao Yun.

The extremely hot air is also bursting out like a wave.

The airflow suddenly burned the void in front of it and twisted it up.

The golden light from the golden feather's blade was burned into nothingness by this air current.

"Kilin!" Afterwards, only Xiao Yun's heart moved, and there seemed to be a **** pattern wrapped around his arm.

Roar!

When this **** pattern wrapped around his arm, a roar came out.

The roar was full of might, and the battlefield was so trembling that the void was shaking.

The blade of the golden feather trembles.

After everyone saw Xiao Yun's fist, he seemed to have a unicorn.

This unicorn is very large, with flames all over it, and dimples flowing, as mighty as the ancient unicorn beast.

Its giant unicorn palm protruded, and it was shot towards the golden feather blade.

Boom!

The palm of Qilin collided with the blade of the golden feather, and the void was hollowed out.

Following the horrible fluctuations swept away.

The kind of wave is completely hot airflow, the wave possessed by Jinyu Blade was actually burned into nothingness by the hot airflow, and replaced a little bit. Discoloration, the emperor on high stage is even more surprised.

"This is Qilin True Fire!"

"That is Qilin blood!"

"How can this young man be amazed by Kirin?"

Suddenly, there was a cry of exclamation.

Boom!

Just as everyone stared at the battlefield in front with a surprised face, the golden feather trembling was directly shattered.

The giant blade collapsed and turned into ten feathers flying out.

At this time, Peng Aotian shuddered, feeling that there was an irresistible storm in front of him.

Under this momentum, his body retreats back and forth.

At the same time, it flickered with golden feathers all over its body, turning into golden clothes to resist.

Unfortunately, Rao is so, then burning hot flames still burns the gold garment a little bit, and then hits it.

Despite the fact that the fire has been transformed into a lot of strength after several resistances, under this impact, Peng Aotian's body and blood rolled over, its clothes were burned to ashes, and even the skin was almost burned A mouthful of fresh blood immediately spit out of it.

Poof!

fresh blood spit out, and Peng Aotian's body also withdrew two kilometers, already close to the edge of the battle platform.

"Peng Aotian was repelled?"

"Aotian son vomited blood!" Seeing this, the outside world immediately exclaimed.

Afterwards, all the monsters with incredible expressions dropped their eyes on the human race youth opposite the Peng Aotian.

On the battle platform, Xiao Yun looked indifferent, and the fire pattern flashed in front of him, and the hot fire flowed toward him.

He was absorbed a little bit later.

There is still a divine pattern on its right arm.

This **** pattern is like a unicorn wrapped around his arm.

"Is this the Kirin Divine Pattern?" After seeing the Divine Pattern, an elder exclaimed.