Strongest Martial God: 699. Powerful killings

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The two sides face each other to the extreme. This is a shocking showdown, but in a blink of an eye, the two sides have fought for hundreds of rounds. Except for the unharmed lake, everything else in the garden where both parties were in was destroyed, which shocked everyone in the Vermillion Bird Palace.

The characters who can walk in the Vermillion Bird Palace are all powerful people with strong backgrounds in the Eastern Desolation and Southern Territory. Among them, there are many royal-level figures, as well as Saint Son, Young Master, and Beauties of Southern Territory. But at this moment, each of these people with heads and faces felt a little bit horrified, and even a little bit unbelievable, some people actually dared to start this war in the Vermillion Bird Palace.

"Clang——"

When the battle between the two sides reached the 500th round, Ye Zhong slammed out with a strong punch. There was a trace of real dragon magical power in the peak of fist, and the punch broke out, and the dragon was soaring. It was just a simple punch, which directly caused a crack to appear on the purple tripod on top of Xin Jinpeng's head, making a cracking sound.

"What!?" Xin Jinpeng was shocked. This big cauldron was his bodyguard. It was more precious than the red bronze mirror just now, but at this moment it was actually broken by Ye Zhong's punch. This made him Very speechless.

Be aware that Kanae is the most defensive among all weapons. Generally speaking, even his Kanae is a powerhouse in the Fifth Divine Palace, it cannot be damaged.

However, the reality is like this. It makes people vomit blood. Ye Zhong didn't urge other artifacts, forbidden weapons, or extremely holy weapons at all. Instead, he relied on a golden fist peak to urge a trace. The dragon's breath shook the cauldron into a crack.

The cyan dragon spirit was like a sea, and with Ye Zhong's punch, it disappeared downward again. Xin Jinpeng's face changed drastically. At this moment, Long Qiqi vomited blood and had to fly upside down.

"This is what Yaozu calls the young supreme?"

Ye Zhong spoke indifferently, as if a young **** king was walking in the world, he walked slowly, the whole body was golden, and he released a golden light, which made people unable to help looking up. At this moment, behind him, there is still dragon energy soaring into the sky, and these dragon energy are transformed by real dragon supernatural powers, which is even more amazing than the emperor's dragon energy.

The blow just now almost shattered Xin Jinpeng's belief in victory and invincibility. At this moment, he looked at Ye Zhong's figure from a distance, his expression hard to see the extreme.

"True Dragon Technique!?" He gritted his teeth, and there was an incredible look in his eyes. What chance did Ye Zhong have? Not only did he possess the Vermillion Bird Technique, but at this moment, even the True Dragon Technique was activated. People are speechless.

"I don't believe it! Kill!" Xin Jinpeng went crazy, fighting to this point, there was no retreat for a long time, if he retreats, I am afraid he will be killed in the first time.

"Boom——"

Ye Chonglong's fist burst out, and the golden light on the surface of his body was shining, making his whole person like a young **** king, descending from the sky with a powerful force of destruction, and directly burst out with a punch, and once again fell on the purple cauldron.

"Crack—"

This time, the purple cauldron trembled slightly, and then it broke apart at an unimaginable speed. And Xin Jinpeng screamed, his figure flew out directly, and wisps of blood poured out of his mouth.

Such a blow can definitely cause him serious injury. How powerful is a punch that contains real dragon magical powers. It can easily smooth a mountain without the protection of the ancient ding. Such a punch, Xin Jinpeng is equivalent to The flesh was eaten.

Ye Zhong won with a punch and didn't stop. The dragon energy blasted into the sky behind him. With every punch he blasted out, soon, the infinite dragon energy filled the whole world, permeating every inch of space.

Xin Jinpeng's hands were blocking his chest, but it broke on the spot, and even his chest was directly exploded. There were criss-cross wounds on the surface of the body, and countless cracks appeared, **** blood. Gushing.

"Actually, I'm very curious. There is no hatred between you and me. Why do you want to attack my disciple of Tianjiao?" Ye Zhong shot, and said indifferently.

"Do you remember that in the ancient battlefield of the Western Desolate Wilderness, you once killed a Sun Jinpeng." Xin Jinpeng grinned, but the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his smile was cruel at the moment.

"Even so, you are just looking for me, why bother to find someone who is irrelevant?" Ye Zhong frowned. He really forgot about the matter and didn't have any impression.

Xin Jinpeng laughed cruelly and said: "I just want to kill all the people around you, and I will kill you at the end, so that you will regret why you provoke my Sun Jinpeng clan! What's more, your sun Taoism, I am very interested!"

"So that's the case, the previous is all excuses, is the last sentence the original mind?" Ye Zhong smashed out, shattering all of Xin Jinpeng's defenses with his true dragon magical powers, and his last kick fell from the sky, with an overwhelming force. When he reached Xin Jinpeng's chest, he stepped directly on the ground.

"Puff--"

As Ye Zhong fell with this foot, Xin Jinpeng's figure fell directly to the ground, and a big hole appeared in his chest, which almost made him lose the strength to vomit blood.

"The demon clan is young and supreme, is that just such a skill?" Ye Zhong looked down at Xin Jinpeng, his expression calm, without the slightest sarcasm, but it was this kind of calm words that destroyed Xin Jinpeng's last confidence and dignity.

This scene was stained with blood, and instantly suppressed all the strong in the entire Vermillion Bird Palace, whether it was the emperor, the holy son, the young master, or the beauties, at this moment, they lost their color instantly, and their expressions were ugly to the extreme.

The **** scene is more powerful than any legend. If there were people who doubted Ye Zhong's combat power before, then the **** scene in front of him explained everything. The young master of the dignified Sun Jinpeng clan, the rising young supreme, was stepped on the soles of Ye Zhong.

Moreover, the most important thing is that this time, Ye Zhong didn't induce the Heavenly Tribulation pit kill, didn't urge the Supreme Saint Soldier at hand, and didn't use the slightest external force. With his own strength, he shattered everything in front of him with a destructive posture.

Invincible of the same generation! This general trend is played out with both hands, not blown out!

Looking at the scene in front of them, many people almost instantly understood what kind of pressure the four words of invincible of the same generation brought. In the face of such pressure, many people might not even have the courage to make a move!

Several sons and young masters headed by Wu Tian, ​​all with white faces, standing in the distance were frightened and very disturbed.

Only the princess of the wind clan, Feng Wan'er, is okay. She is confident that Ye Zhong dare not do anything to her, so her expression at this moment is with a sigh, as if she is lamenting the passing of Xin Jinpeng.

As for those strong men who had not been involved in garden matters before, they were all shocked at this moment. They didn't dare to come close at all. They watched this scene from a distance with a somewhat dull expression.

The ground was blood-red. At this moment, Xin Jinpeng's limbs were broken, his internal organs were shattered, and blood spilled all over the ground, and Ye Zhong fell down again, ready to learn his life directly.

"No! You can't kill me! I am the young master of the Eastern Desolate Sun Jinpeng clan. If you kill me, you will be an enemy of my entire monster clan!" Xin Jinpeng shouted, struggling violently, but there was nothing at all. Useful, because Ye Zhong fell slowly with one foot at this moment, his eyes were firm and almost desperate.

Everyone saw their scalp numb, and the corners of their eyes jumped wildly. If they were to replace Xin Jinpeng, would they have the courage to kill him directly? As Xin Jinpeng said, if he were to be killed, it would be equivalent to an enemy of the entire Eastern Desolate Demon Race. This kind of thing, let alone the king, even the real king is not willing to do it.

But Ye Zhong is different. He has long been enemies all over the world. As the saying goes, he has no worries about debts. It doesn't matter at all at this moment. Instead, he will directly suppress Xin Jinpeng and cut him off.

Seeing Ye Zhong staying unmoved at all, pressing down on his feet, Xin Jinpeng's face became even more distorted, and he shouted sternly, "I'm unwilling! I'm not dead! My clan demon sage has come, and with the power of heaven, let me twist things !"

As Xin Jinpeng's figure fell, his whole body instantly dried up by more than one-third, as if the essence and blood disappeared out of thin air, and at this moment, there was a strange smoothness on his body surface. A coercion far beyond the emperor.

"This clan actually had a saint?" Ye Zhong frowned, his expression was a bit ugly, Xin Jinpeng's ancestor must have been sanctified, and he left such a backhand in his bloodline.

"Om——"

At this moment, Ye Zhong did not leave his hand, but directly sacrificed the Sword of the Extreme Sacred Soldier Flying to the Moon. The sword light was scattered and suppressed to the surface of Xin Jinpeng, sending out a trace of his body. The saint's coercion was directly suppressed.

At this moment, the saint's coercion exuded from Xin Jinpeng's body was only a trace. Although it was terrifying, the Moon Sword that Ye Zhong sacrificed was a half-piece of the supreme sage soldier, not inferior. Moreover, the status of the two sides is different, and the outcome is determined early.

With a "boom", under the suppression of Benyue Sword's sword light, Xin Jinpeng couldn't even make a scream, which turned into dust and dissipated cleanly.

"Who is it! Kill my children and grandchildren, leave no room!" A majestic voice suddenly came out in the midair, and there was a drop of blood in the void, releasing an immeasurable spirit. It is this drop of blood that contains a trace of saint coercion, which is the inheritance of the Sun Jinpeng clan.

"It's me." Ye Zhong was flying the Moon Sword above his head. At this moment, he was carrying his hands on his back and staring at the mid-air, his expression was cold, and he was not afraid.

"Good."

An indifferent good word came out, and I immediately saw the light above the drop of essence and blood instantly flourish, turning directly into a golden eagle claw, with overwhelming power, towards the place below. Come out, to destroy everything and turn it into ashes.

At this moment, heaven and earth trembled. Although this is not the saint's action, it is not much different.