Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 235 The Power of the Stars and the Nine-leaf Sword Grass Technique

"One hundred and eight thousand swords!"

The Golden Winged Peng King felt like his lungs were going to explode. His voice penetrated the cracked gold stone, shook the sky, and made the ears of many monsters hurt.

He finally used his unique technique.

At this moment, Golden Winged Xiaopeng King's body was full of golden light, blooming the most brilliant brilliance, and thousands of golden sword lights shot out from his body all day long.

At this moment, in this area of ​​the world, sword lights shot up into the sky, like countless volcanoes erupting.

The divine swords are like a forest, each one is several feet long, with bright light and murderous intent.

Each one was made from the spirit feathers of the divine roc. This place has turned into a sea of ​​divine swords. The golden divine swords flooded everything here and swept towards Zhang Wenchang.

This is the golden-winged Tianpeng clan, a magical technique that was automatically born from the imprint of the race inheritance, extremely powerful, and if used in group battles, it can sweep away thousands of troops.

Each of the extremely sharp golden swords was spitting out the light of the sword, and the murderous intent was astonishing, and the crowd of onlookers talked a lot.

"Golden Winged Xiaopeng King is too scary, he actually sacrificed so many divine swords."

"This is the Tianpeng True Feather Excalibur that Gold-winged Xiaopeng King cultivated with his life. It allows him to gain powerful attack power without using his body."

"These golden feathers that have been transformed into divine swords are one of the Tianpeng tribe's most powerful secret techniques of killing."

"This is the unique inheritance of the Golden-winged Tianpeng royal family, and its lethality is astonishing!"

"His cultivation has been suppressed to the third level of the Dao Palace, and he is still so powerful!"

"King Xiaopeng is able to cultivate so many divine swords at this age, he really has the qualifications of a great emperor."

The onlookers were very surprised. The Golden Winged Peng King was beaten so badly just now, but now after recovering, he is still so powerful.

His power is beyond the imagination of the younger generation of the demon clan. In the eyes of many demon clan, his strength is far superior to that of the ordinary Holy Son. Even the Holy Son of Shaking Light has the strength to challenge him.

Zhang Wenchang looked at the [-] swords of the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King, and his expression was very calm. He had already learned similar secret attacks, and also imitated similar secrets with the secret of fighting words. That time, he used Taoist Crow feathers.

"Your chicken-feather swords seem to be as bright as golden swords, but in fact they are gold and jade, and they are rotten in them. A fire can burn all your bird feathers."

While Zhang Wenchang was talking, a bright purple star burst out from between his eyebrows, and the purple starlight protected it heavily.

That purple star shines like a purple sun, burning with a raging flame, extremely bright.

A bright starlight enveloped Zhang Wenchang, a night curtain appeared in the sky, countless stars were twinkling, and a terrifying coercion emanated, like a huge monster, suddenly waking up.

Zhang Wenchang's blood was soaring to the sky, like a burning flame. His blood was like a great river, exuding suffocating divine power.

The stars in the sky, falling endless starlight, wrapped Zhang Wenchang, like a son of the starry sky wearing a starlight cloak.

At this time, Zhang Wenchang's whole body was radiating starlight, and an extremely powerful power of starlight was emitted.

The starlight is like a waterfall, falling from the starry sky, Zhang Wenchang is like holding the Milky Way in his hand, and the silver starlight is like a great river, rushing and roaring.

With a light wave of Zhang Wenchang's big hand, countless stars emerged, and one after another, the stars flew out with the light of destruction.

Rumble!
Countless stars collided with the countless golden divine swords, constantly breaking apart, and a terrifying energy storm swept across all directions.

"What kind of secret technique is this? It looks so powerful!" The monsters watching were stunned.

"Not good, everyone pay attention to protection, those with low cultivation level should withdraw quickly!" Someone saw the terrifying energy storm sweeping over and eliminated them immediately.

This terrifying energy storm is emitted after the collision of the two moves. If any little monsters don't open their eyes, they are likely to be seriously injured by the aftermath.

Rumble!
Zhang Wenchang not only used the secret technique of the stars, he also secretly mixed it with the nine-leaf sword and grass technique.

The Nine-leaf Sword Grass seems to be extremely weak, but it can cut down the sun, moon and stars.

Each of the stars that Zhang Wenchang shot out carried a monstrous sword energy.

When the stars flew towards the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King with the light of destruction, the vast purple sword energy was mixed among the purple stars, sweeping past like waves.

The sword energy was like a sea, the sky and the earth were a vast purple, and countless stars were mixed in it, carrying the light of destruction. The vision was really unimaginable and shocked the onlookers.

In that piece of purple mist, there is not only the sword energy of the Nine-leaf Sword Grass, but also the stars with the light of destruction, as well as lightning and thunder, exuding a palpitating aura as if they were opening up the world.

The stars with the light of destruction broke through a hundred and eighty thousand swords.The sword energy of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass was like a surging purple wave, rolling forward and drowning the golden-winged Xiaopeng King.

"what..."

In that piece of purple sword energy, there was the roar of the golden-winged Xiaopeng king, and the scream of being injured.

Then there was a clang, and in the vast purple sword energy, a black light as black as ink flashed.

Then the wisps of black light broke through the heavy purple sword energy, and the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King took out his black Great Wild Halberd.

When he was in the formation just now, Zhang Wenchang didn't take it seriously, and casually threw it into the distance, knowing that it was hot, and he couldn't use it even if he got it, otherwise he would face the pursuit of Golden Winged Old Peng King.

Today's Golden-winged Xiaopeng King summoned the Great Wild Halberd early when he was repairing his body.

Now he had to take out the Great Wild Halberd again to fight Zhang Wenchang's insidious sword energy to protect himself.

"Golden Wing Xiaopeng King seems to be injured!" Suddenly a monster exclaimed.

"It's true, he was seriously injured!"

"Did King Xiaopeng be seriously injured with just one move? Is this human race that powerful?"

"I understand. The Golden Winged Peng King must have been seriously injured when he was in the formation just now. His injuries are not fully healed at this time and he is just holding back the fight!"

The demon clan who were watching were all stunned. At this time, the Golden Winged Peng King was no longer the handsome and majestic look he had just been. He was covered in blood and red.

His whole body has been dyed red with his own blood. His clothes, his pants, his shoes, and his long golden hair have also turned into red hair, and drops of blood are dripping from the hair. .

It was obvious that the Golden Winged Peng King was injured in Zhang Wenchang's attack, and he was seriously injured.

Fortunately, he had the Great Wild Halberd, which was a magic weapon that the Golden-winged Old Peng King had sacrificed and trained his whole life. It was specially used to save this grandson's life. At this time, he really saved his life.

With a puff, Golden Winged Xiaopeng King spit out a big mouthful of blood again.

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