[System + Zhetian] Ye Fan, hello

Tianpeng's extreme speed is unparalleled in the world. Fortunately, Ye Fan, in order to keep the two of them safe, once granted Wen Lang Xingzi Jue, plus the Ji family's complete Great Void Art, Wen Lang was able to compete with Tianpeng's extremely fast.

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's hands formed claws, piercing through the space like a golden sword, and the giant claws went straight to Wen Lang's chest.

Wen Lang eliminated the big handprint of the void, the big black hand collided with the giant golden claw, and the space was shaken.The two forces cancel each other out, and the gold and black forces go straight to the sky, catching up with the mountain behind them with a destructive momentum, and the huge trees in the forest are turned into ashes in an instant.

The people watching the battle backed away in shock, all feeling the impact of the two people's strength.

The Golden Winged Xiaopeng King was unable to take a single blow, and regardless of the energy fluctuations in front of him, he quickly moved forward, intending to use his melee physical advantage to break through Wen Lang's defense in one fell swoop.

Wen Lang understood his disadvantages, and the big handprints of the void were constantly being released, but facing the golden-winged Xiaopeng King's Pengclaw, he was still being repelled continuously.In desperation, Wen Lang recalled the last time he fought with Ji's disciples.

The left hand is shining silvery white, while the right hand is suspended in black air.Both the silver dragon and the black big handprint came out.Both smashed at Gold Wing Xiaopeng King.

The Golden Wing Xiaopeng King let out a long roar, and his claws tore apart the sky, and he could slap to death the Dao Palace Fifth Layer Heavenly Monk's Mahamudra of Void along with the Silver Dragon.

The giant palm was broken, Wen Lang didn't feel sorry for it, even if the great void technique was used, the person had disappeared into the void.

The Golden Winged Xiaopeng King was not confused at all, his giant claws rushed to one place, the violent impact biting and breaking the void, Wen Lang, who was hiding in it, offered his body, and under the Xingzi Jue, his body had already come to another place.Only a strand of black hair floated down from the claws, and was turned into powder in the golden light.

The demise of black hair seems to be a signal.The Golden Wing Xiaopeng King's offensive became fierce in an instant.Tianpeng exerted his extreme speed to the extreme, and his giant claws clasped his flesh tightly, rushing towards Wen Lang's body.

Wen Lang, who was approached, had no power to resist, and retreated several miles, his arms were bloody.The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King seized the opportunity, and with a long howl, it seemed that a golden roc bird rushed up and rushed towards Wen Lang, white smoke filled the air and dust drifted.In the eyes of everyone, it seemed that Wen Lang had disappeared like that dust.

"Sure enough, mere human beings think that the young generation of my Yaozu is extremely strong. Even at his age, his achievements are not bad, but he is still too young and energetic." Among the lingering flying dust, some Yaozu people sighed He said, as if he had expected this point of view a long time ago.

"Brother Ye, this..." Tu Fei looked back worriedly, but saw Ye Fan's face was serious, but he wasn't too nervous, and even the dead dog that killed a thousand knives half-cast his eyes, as if he wasn't worried about Wen Lang at all. .Seeing this scene, he was sure, and he was slightly relieved.

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King narrowed his golden pupils slightly, not keeping his eyes on everything, and when he poked his big hand out, he sank directly into the dust.

He still has a little interest in Wen Lang's stuff.

Golden Claw poked into it, but got nothing.Even though Gold-winged Xiaopeng King prides himself on being a genius and trying to dominate the emperor's road, he doesn't think he can directly make the opponent who is about to break into the four poles disappear without a trace.

Noticing something wrong, the golden-winged roc flew out of him.The golden wings spread out, the dust and mist cleared away, and there was nothing inside.

Everyone was in an uproar.The face of the person who mocked Wen Lang before changed slightly, but he anesthetized himself in his heart, Wen Lang just disappeared.

Yan Ruyu's face was calm, she was still like a fairy in the world, and she couldn't see the slightest change from her face alone.

Facing the disappearing Wen Lang, Golden Wing Xiaopeng King's expression did not change at all.Above his head, the wings of the Garuda roc curled up in a powerful and graceful arc.The Golden Winged Roc, even if it is not the legendary Kunpeng, has a bloodline.Kunpeng, soaring up ninety thousand miles.Wherever the wings go, the sky is blocked out, and there is a whirlwind blowing past.

With the golden-winged Xiaopeng King as the center, a huge whirlwind blows around.Everyone held their breath, waiting for the result.

Ten seconds later, there was still nothing.This time even Tu Fei started to look bad.

At this moment, the giant black palm shot down to the golden-winged Xiaopeng King.The other party snorted coldly, the golden claws soared into the sky, and the giant palms escaped, and a giant purple net shot down into the sky, enveloping the golden-winged Xiaopeng King.

Two meters away, a person stood alone.At this time, Wen Lang has already changed his appearance in the eyes of everyone.The breath around the body is agile, the hair dances lightly, the eyebrows glow, and the purple air surrounds the whole body, as if it is integrated with the heaven and the earth.The body is in harmony with the Tao, and the face is calm.

Compared with the audible breath before, now he seems to have really become a ray of Tao and reason, and his body is in harmony with the Tao.

He glanced over Ye Fan Heihuang and his party, his expression was flat, as if he had left the mortal world.

"Finally, this kind of physique is naturally close to Tao." Heihuang excitedly pawed the dirt on the ground with his claws, with a calculating look in his eyes, probably thinking about his big plan of drugging.

Facing Wen Lang, whose strength seemed to be one level closer, the Golden Winged Xiaopeng King displayed Tianpeng's real body, and the purple chain was shattered by him.

Wen Lang made seals with his hands, and traces of the Tao were drawn in his hands. The golden-winged Xiaopeng King, who was so aggressive, was slapped two meters away by this palm.

Wen Lang, who slapped this palm, still had a calm face, as if there was nothing in front of him.

Wen Lang felt that he was in a mysterious state at the moment.At this time, he seemed to have returned to the old place of Yaochi once again.In front of him, various mysterious spells flashed and formed in his hands one by one, and these spells, without exception, were all used on Golden Wing Xiaopeng King.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, looking at Wen Lang who was calmly releasing spells one by one, as if looking at a monster.Only Ye Fan was quite familiar with this, and later remembered that this was a record they saw in the hometown of Yaochi.Someone inside, Yanhua, failed to fight against the holy method, but he also made a move of his own. Although it was not as good as the holy method of fighting, it still had some meaning.

It's just that there is something obviously wrong with Wen Lang now.

Looking at Wen Lang who was in a mysterious state, Ye Fan hoped that someone would break this state for the first time.

His wish came true, and it was the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King who did it all.His pride would never allow himself to be suppressed and beaten.The Golden Wing Xiaopeng King roared, and the thousands of golden feathers behind him were like a golden spear, rushing towards Wen Lang with fiery flames.

"One hundred and eight thousand swords." It was made from the sacrifice of the feathers of the god Peng. It is so sharp that it is estimated that Wen Lang standing there will be poked into a sieve.

The mysterious realm was finally broken, and Wen Lang's mind returned to his body. Looking at Feng's sharp spear towards him, he smiled wryly, and finally resorted to his last resort.

"System, is the data collected?"

"The Shenpeng clan also has a divine skill." The meaning of the system is self-evident.

"I won't die." He also promised Ye Fan to go home together.

"If the other party is Siji, you are dead as the host, so congratulations."

Just a few words, but it took less than a second.Wen Lang opened his hands, and a scroll unfolded in front of it.

Flowers, birds, insects, fish, mountains, rivers, birds and trees, and mountains piled up with flames all became gentle barriers.Black flames flew out, melting one after another feathers.

Gold-winged Xiaopeng King saw that the Eight Thousand Swords were suppressed, and a black weapon appeared in his hand, with a gloomy glare, and some little monsters were suppressed until their faces were pale.Wen Lang's expression was slightly stern.At this time, he seemed to be able to do a job with ease, but he was facing the crisis of exhaustion of divine power.The previous spells jumped out desperately, and now he finally tasted the crisis.Just thinking of his own plan, he could only grit his teeth and resist.

The picture scroll floated above his head, exuding a hint of black and yellow aura, like a bead curtain falling down, blocking unnecessary attacks.

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King came to him with a great halberd in his hand, as if a monster from the ancient times had woken up, and with an ancient aura, he quickly stepped towards Wen Lang.

Wen Lang's face was serious, and the scroll gradually changed its shape, breaking through the restriction of the shape and turning into a long sword.The sword and the halberd intersected, and there was a "clang" sound, which caused a commotion. Under such awe, some little monsters spat out a mouthful of blood.

The long sword is naturally not as powerful as the wild halberd, but Wen Lang has a way.The long sword trembled slightly, flashing a little silver light.Like the waves in the sea, the silver dragons in the air.The brute force contained in the halberd was gradually dissipated. Wen Lang seized the opportunity to shake the halberd away, and quickly backed away.

Several attacks were resolved, and Gold-winged Xiaopeng King finally broke out.There were raging flames burning all over him, and Bo Longtu appeared behind him.

A golden divine bird——Peng, entangled with a real dragon, exuded supreme coercion, shocking people's hearts.

"This is the last resort." The system silently reminded, "Due to the state, he can only use one blow, but it is enough for me to collect data."

"I know." Wen Lang smiled wryly, with a hint of helplessness in his voice, "But I really can't find any strength."

"After the data is collected, leave it to Ye Fan."

The gold-winged Xiaopeng King's golden eyes are like flames, and a divine bird and real dragon fly out behind him, wanting to take Wen Lang's name.

Everyone looked at Wen Lang with the power in the Heart Sutra, but saw a smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he had given up.

The Supreme Sky Peng Bo Longshu flew towards Wen Lang with supreme pressure.

"Quickly give up, we'll rescue you." Tu Fei shouted.If Wen Lang didn't ask for help, they would have no reason to save him.

Wen Lang didn't move at all.And that powerful force has rushed to his face.Wen Lang's body was about to be swallowed up.