Absolutely arrogant: The Defying Little Concubine

Chapter 38 [Fire Cloud Horse Controversy] (4)

The third prince Yang Yuan's roar resounded through the air.

Tianpeng's lungs exploded, this Yang Yuan deserved to die.

Staring at Yang Yuan with icy eyes, Sen Han's murderous intent rushed out.

Mr. Mo Da tightened his grip on the sword in his hand, guarding in front of him, guarding against its thunderous blow.

"Do you think that a martial saint can protect you comprehensively? If you really think so, then you are wrong, big mistake, and I will tell you now, even if you are both saint-level , there is also a huge gap in strength."

The Tianpeng bird is high above, like a god walking on the clouds, looking down on the world and looking down on the common people.

"Kill... kill me..."

The cold eyes like poisonous snakes caused the third prince Yang Yuan to fall into the ice cave, and his whole body was cold. At this moment, even if the martial arts saint stood in front of him, he could not feel the slightest sense of security, and panickedly commanded Xuan Yingwei to do something. , it seems that only in this way can the inner fear be relieved.

Black-feathered arrows pierced the sky, shooting towards the Tianpeng bird in mid-air with howling wind, piercing killing intent, and will to destroy.

Arrows gathered in disorder, piercing clouds and cracking rocks, changing the color of the world.

Tianpeng bird's expression remained unchanged, with just one pair of wings, its huge body soared straight up, throwing most of the black-feathered arrows under it.

Just at this time!
Mr. Mo Da's eyes gleamed with brilliance, and in his thin and withered body, there was an energy as vast as mountains and seas. With a movement of his body, his sword pierced the sky.

Tianpeng's heart was throbbing, and he stopped his body in an instant, folded his wings together, and a super version of the boy worshiped Guanyin, and clamped down the sudden killing sword.

Several black-feathered arrows crossed the barrier of the sky and pierced Heipeng's body, but they couldn't break through its defense at all, and landed on its black feathers like steel, clanging endlessly.

The long sword was fixed in the void, Mr. Mo Da's expression remained unchanged, the energy in his body suddenly erupted, like a volcanic eruption, unstoppable, but his face changed all the time, the sword in his hand seemed to be fixed there, it was difficult to advance an inch.

The black vigor of Tianpengniao's body flickered. Although his strength was far superior to that of Mr. Mo Da, the opponent was a martial saint after all. While he was distracted from imprisoning Huoyunma, it would be difficult for him to defeat him in one blow. .

The scene suddenly stalemate.

"put!"

At this time, Xuanying Guard had already organized the second round of offensive, 51 black-feathered arrows, like 51 black lightning bolts, shot towards Tianpeng bird's head and face.

The previous feathered arrow had just left the bowstring, and the next feathered arrow had already been wound up. The bow was full and shot out, chasing the black-feathered arrow in front.

Arrows fly!

At this moment, the power of Xuanyingwei was undoubtedly revealed.

When the black feathered arrows reached around Tianpeng's body, it was already raining arrows like rain.

Ding Ding Ding!
The black plume arrow had a tricky angle and was extremely powerful, piercing through rocks and cracking clouds. Even with the defense of the Tianpeng bird, it couldn't help grinning.

puff!
Two black-feathered arrows collided in the air, and one of them changed its trajectory instantly, sticking to the wing of Tianpeng and piercing into its armpit.

A blood flower bloomed in mid-air, so bright.

"It's injured, everyone work harder."

One person shouted loudly, the morale of the Xuanying guard was like a rainbow, and the black-feathered arrows in his hands were shot without money, and the rain of arrows became denser and denser.I saw that the entire sky was filled with black plume arrows.

"Humans, you have angered me."

Black flames burned silently in the eyes, and the Tianpeng bird sang for nine days.

An even greater power came from his wings, Mr. Mo Da let out a muffled snort, a streak of bright red blood was left along the corner of his lips, his figure was pushed back and flew back.

(End of this chapter)