The Golden-winged Little Pear King descended and stood opposite Ye Fan. At this moment, his demonic aura soared into the sky, surging, and murderous aura spread all over the fields.

Hundreds of eight thousand swords!

His voice penetrated the gold-killing stone, vibrating the sky, causing many people's ear drums to hurt.

At this moment, in this world, murderous intent was stunning, and sword lights soared into the sky, as if endless volcanoes were erupting and rushing into the sky!

The magical swords under the sky are like forests, lined up in the air, each of which is several feet long. The sword is soaring and standing upright towards the sky, with bright light and murderous aura soaring into the sky.

Hundreds of eight thousand swords!

Each handful is made of the feather sacrifice of the Shenpeng, and it is sucking and spitting out dazzling sword energy, sharp and dazzling, and intimidating.

Looking around, there are divine swords everywhere, with a blazing and murderous intent, which makes people tremble.

"I don't know whether the ancient emperor had killed the ancient holy body when he was young. Maybe I will create a feat that will pave my path to the emperor!"

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King has a strong figure, with strands of blonde hair that are windless and fluttering, and his eyes are full of wildness and killing.

"hehe!"

Ye Fan was in the sword forest, facing the endless sword lights and feeling the harsh murderous aura. He was not afraid, but smiled slightly.

"When the body confronts me, I can suppress you, and I can still step on you under my feet!" Ye Fan looked calm, but full of strong confidence, and a fan was grabbed by him.

Golden Crow Fan!

The three-legged golden crow is comparable to the golden crow fan refined from the feathers of a saint!

"Let me see if you, the bird man, have strong feathers or the ones in my hands!" Ye Fan stood leisurely and said calmly in the sword forest.

"Looking for death!" The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King stood with his hands behind his back. His eyes were very sharp, like the sky sword was unsheathed, and the light shot out made people feel palpitations.

"Thousand Feathers and Thousand Swords, Slash!" He shouted loudly, and more than a thousand golden swords standing in the sky slashed towards the same target.

Thousands of sword lights attacked, slashing the sky and the earth, submerging Ye Fan below. This was a trembling attack. Thousands of swords came out together and slashed the sky.

Chi, chi, chi...

The dazzling light, each of which is as thick as a bucket, is extremely sharp, like dragons rushing over, invincible, as if it can penetrate the sky!

Ye Fan stood in the final stage and fanned the golden crow fan.

The next moment, the boundless sun fire surged out of the fan, breaking the 100,000 swords!

"What kind of fire is that? It's so terrifying?"

"Pengyu Sword is unstoppable. He actually burned all the swords with fire. It's really amazing."

"This is... the true fire of the sun!" Jiang Yifei, a Huanggu Jiang family, looked solemn, and thought for a long time before speaking out.

"What, the sun is really fire!"

All the people watching the battle changed color. This kind of flame is one of the most terrifying flames in the world. Even if they are touched, they will never escape the bad luck!

"If I read it correctly, this fan is the Golden Crow Fan. It is refined from the Golden Crow Feather Sacrifice comparable to a saint!" Jiang Yifei broke out another earth-shaking news.

At this moment, everyone was not calm!

A divine weapon made of golden crow feathers of a saint! You can kill them all in just one piece, if... the imperial weapon does not come out.

"The ancient holy body actually has such a magical weapon..." Many people murmured, their thoughts surged.

"You'd better not move around. How could anyone with such a magical weapon be alone?" Jiang Yifei reminded.

Many people's expressions were solemn, and their greed in their hearts decreased a lot. Those who could get the Golden Crow Fan were either really lucky or there was someone behind them!

How could a generation of saints, especially the Golden Crow, be willing to use their bodies to refine weapons and hand them over to a human race? Unless... it was killed!

What would exist if one could kill a saint?

In this world, as soon as the saints came out, all the saints came to worship, but one of them was killed, and the feathers on their bodies were refined and made into magical tools!

What strange background does this ancient holy body have?

These questions enveloped everyone's hearts like fog, and they couldn't get rid of it, and they lost their attention to the battle in the field.

Even if they don’t watch it, they will know the end of the war!

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King will definitely be defeated!

Sure enough, the facts did not exceed their expectations.

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was defeated!

However, it was a little unexpected to them.

The ancient holy body did not rely too much on the Golden Crow Fan, but instead taught King Xiaopeng a lesson with his body and supernatural powers.

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was beaten up, and he was beaten up very badly...

The arrogant Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was suppressed!

Ye Fan waved his golden fist and hit the same place. After nine consecutive punches were made, a crisp sound came from the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King's sternum, which was finally interrupted.

He did not stop and continued to use heavy hands to hit other parts. Soon he discovered that if he punched seven to nine punches in one place, the Tianpeng bone would break.

He discovered a fact that in addition to being extremely strong in physique, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King also mastered the Tianpeng Resurrection technique.

It is this kind of talented magic that makes the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King so powerful that he has a very powerful resistance.

Although the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was suppressed, he still roared, and his murderous intent in his eyes remained unabated.

Bang!

Ye Fan slapped his head with a cauldron, and this time he completely knocked him unconscious.

Now, even if King Jin-winged Xiaopeng is unwilling to accept it, he has no choice. His divine power has dried up and fainted.

"The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was defeated..."

"The ancient holy body is intimidating, but unfortunately it can only stop at the secret realm of the Tao Palace and never reappear the style of the past." Many people present shook their heads.

Everyone looked complicated when looking at Ye Fan. You must know that there have been rumors that the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King has the hope of embarking on the path of a demon emperor.

But such a young king of the demon clan was defeated by the ancient holy body of the past and today's useless body, and his body was almost broken.

If Ye Fan can enter the Four Poles Secret Realm, if he defeats the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King in the Emperor's qualification battle.

"It's a pity that I can't enter the four extreme secret realms for my whole life!" someone sighed.

Although the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was defeated at the same level, his path to the emperor was unhindered. After this battle, he might be a good thing for him.

Although the ancient holy body lives up to the legend and continues to write the invincible myth, unfortunately it has come to an end and there is no way out.

"I will not let my master down. I will definitely fight with the sky to create a future and fight for the Great Way to the Sky!" Ye Fan stood in the final stage and murmured to himself.
Chapter completed!