At the beginning of the game, I can manifest fantasy objects

"Very good, you are qualified to let me use some of my strength."

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's shawl was flying in the wind, and his eyes were like daggers, staring at Jiang Yichen.

That is to say, he has the unparalleled Tianpeng's extreme speed. If it were anyone else, it would have been difficult to react just now, and he would have been directly struck by the weird red sword light.

"The Golden-winged Little Peng King is nothing more than that."

Jiang Yichen stood with a knife in his hand, his face haughty and a hint of disdain in his tone.

The big knife he held in his hand was three feet and three inches long. There was a steel ring at the end of the handle. The blade was as clear as ice crystals. There were two shocking diagonal blood marks, shining with red light, giving people a sense of A strange feeling.

Many monks watching the battle from a distance were surprised. They did not expect that the young man from the Jiang family in green clothes in front of them dared to provoke the Golden-winged Little Peng King again and again.

What is even more unbelievable is that although this young man from the Jiang family is unknown, he seems to have the cultivation ability to compete with the most talented people.

"Since you insist on seeking death, I will personally cut off your life and destroy your soul."

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King had sharp eyes and stepped forward in the void, step by step.

His golden eyes stared at Jiang Yichen with indifference, as if he were looking at a dead person.

This is an extremely dangerous genius of the demon clan. He is self-centered, powerful and domineering in his actions. His golden eyes are filled with crazy murderous intent, which is terrifying and frightening to countless people around him.

He knew that the strength of his opponent should not be underestimated and the weapons in his hands were quite strange, but he was still not afraid.

hum!

The unparalleled Tianpeng quickly showed its power again. The golden-winged Xiaopeng King turned into a golden beam and rushed towards Jiang Yichen, arriving in the blink of an eye.

boom!

A pair of golden fists punched forward, causing the void to tremble violently, cracking space gaps, and then began to collapse.

Tianpeng Fist!

Facing the golden fist that could break the void, Jiang Yichen still had a faint sarcastic smile on his lips. The big knife in his hand swallowed red light and slashed into the sky.

The Dream-Breaking Knife drew a series of strange and unpredictable trajectories. The blade, which was as clear as ice crystals, hummed softly, and a strange blood glow flashed on the two diagonal blood marks.

At this moment, Jiang Yichen's body and sword merged into one, and his body followed the movements of the sword. He was as graceful as a swimming dragon, and he calmly avoided the incoming Tianpeng fist.

Chi!Chi!Chi!

The Dream-Breaking Sword slashed out one after another, the blood was shining brightly, and the sword light spread all over the upper and lower directions, covering the killing Golden Winged Peng King inside.

This is a cage formed by a strange blood glow and brilliant sword light. It freezes the universe and keeps squeezing toward the center, trying to suppress and destroy this arrogant demon clan genius.

"What kind of sword magic is this?! It's terrifying!"

Seeing this scene, everyone watching the battle was in an uproar, and even many senior experts in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm changed their colors.

boom! boom! boom!

The cage was shaking violently, and between the sparks of carbide, two golden fists broke through the void, and a golden beam of light finally rushed out from inside.

hum!

A pair of golden fists were burning like two balls of divine fire. It was a beating divine flower that was so dazzling that many monks could not open their eyes. It was hard to imagine how powerful these fists were!

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's blond hair was dancing wildly, his eyes were blazing, and he soared into the sky like a demon god, causing the sky to tremble.

With a pair of fists, he shook the sky full of blood and sword light, broke through the cage, and escaped from it.    Rumble...

The golden light was vertical and horizontal, the red light was erratic, and the sword light was changing in countless ways. The two fiercely fought again, creating a void storm. The golden and red energy was overwhelming, rolling around in all directions like a tsunami.

click!

The barren mountains couldn't bear it, and they collapsed directly with the deafening sound. The rocks penetrated the air, like the waves crashing on the shore, and countless huge rocks flew in all directions.

boom!

The space collapsed, the earth cracked, and the golden fist shrouded by the divine glow kept clashing with the weird red light and gorgeous sword light, causing great destruction here.

Golden-winged Xiaopeng King and Jiang Yichen are like two gods colliding in the sky!

"What a powerful body this must be!"

"The Tianpeng clan is favored by God. Not only does it possess the unparalleled Tianpeng speed, but its body can fight real dragons. It is harder than the Daluo Silver Essence, and is comparable to the ancient holy body!"

"It's so perverted! With such a terrifying talent, who can rival him in the same realm?"

Many monks were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and even some of the elders and powerful men had chills running down their spines.

Although the two geniuses fighting fiercely seemed to be on par, it was really shocking to know that the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was only fighting the enemy with a pair of fists, relying only on his powerful body to defeat the magic weapon.

After an unknown number of rounds of fighting, the two young prodigies separated and faced each other in mid-air.

"If you only have this means, then you will die here today!"

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King is made of gold, like a sun in the sky, shining brightly, and his golden hair is so bright that it is difficult to open your eyes.

His golden eyes were full of murderous intent, like two rays of light shooting out from hell. The murderous intent was like a boiling sea, trying to penetrate into the soul of his opponent and devour his mind.

"Humph!"

On the other side, Jiang Yichen stood proudly, with a disdainful snort in his nose. His face was heroic, his black hair was dancing lightly, his clothes were flying, and there was green light around him, like a god standing in the void.

The Dream Broken Knife he held in his right hand was crystal clear, as if it were made of ice crystals, but a strange blood-colored light flashed on the two diagonal blood marks, creating dark space cracks in the sky, causing the void to be annihilated silently.

"One hundred and eight thousand swords!"

The Golden Winged Peng King couldn't stand the opponent's behavior, so he took action first, and finally displayed his famous secret skill.

His voice was like rolling thunder, shaking the sky, enough to penetrate cracked gold and stone, and the shock caused pain to the eardrums of many monks watching the battle.

At this moment, the golden light all over the Golden Winged Peng King became even more blazing, blooming with dazzling brilliance, and terrifying sword light shot up into the sky, as if countless volcanoes were erupting at the same time, soaring into the sky!

The murderous aura soared into the clouds, causing the whole world to tremble. The infinite holy swords were slashed out together, shattering the void like a torrent, and the sky seemed to have collapsed.

boom!

The holy swords were like a forest, lined up in the sky, no more, no less, exactly one hundred and eight thousand swords. Each holy sword was a hundred feet long, standing in the void, and they all slashed down at Jiang Yichen standing in front of him.

This is no longer a simple sword light, but an ocean belonging to the holy sword. The demonic power is surging like a vast ocean, and the terrifying golden storm drowns everything.

One hundred and eight thousand swords!

This is the innate and supreme divine skill of the Tianpeng clan. Each holy sword is made from the feathers of the divine peng. It swallows endless sword energy and exudes terrifying killing energy. (End of chapter)