1451: C1451 Dao Art of Chasing Peng and Brilliant Dao(part Ii)

C1451 Dao Art of Chasing Peng and Brilliant Dao(part Ii)

"Rumble!"2

Chu Yang's Taiji Dao clashed with the first style of the Peng Slaying Art. In an instant, the young bird was killed by the thunder and lightning, causing the phenomenon to be completely destroyed. Liu Yunpeng let out a blood-curdling screech as he was sent flying backward. He coughed out a mouthful of blood, and his body trembled violently.

After that, he looked at Chu Yang with disbelief. The Vermillion Bird Severing Dao Arts, he could even block that!

"What, how is this possible!?" The most arrogant Peng Sheng in all of history is most likely the most supreme character in the future. His Peng Slaying Brilliant Dao Art actually defeated him, how exactly did Huang Gou manage to do it? "

"This is real! The wild dog is actually at such a shocking level!"

Countless people were shocked, incredulous, and felt like they were in a dream. Apart from the rest, this was a sacred art!

Because of this, the name of the Art of Dao was too famous. In order to break free from the Kun Peng's shackles, the Saint Roc had created this technique. When the topic of this technique was brought up, many supreme experts couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. They were all amazed by the talent of Peng Sheng.

However, he never would have thought that it would turn out like this in front of another person.

Xia Wanjin's pupils were already shaking. He was a disciple of the Central State Xia Family and he knew the Dao Arts of Zhenpeng more clearly than anyone else. Thus, he also knew how terrifying the Dao Arts of Zhenpeng was.

The reason that the Art of Dao was so famous was because it was invincible! When Peng Sheng used it, he had never experienced a defeat before. His fame shook the entire Central Region.

Saint Roc was not only the most arrogant Saint, but also the strongest Saint!

"Cough, cough, cough!" Liu Yunpeng coughed out blood again and again and finally suppressed the shock in his heart. Golden light circulated within his body and his eyes emitted a wild and vicious light. He was like a wild beast as he stared at Chu Yang.

This result was too hard for him to accept. His grandfather's unparalleled Sacred Art had never been defeated by anyone in his life. Yet now, it had actually been humiliated by him.

Boom!

Liu Yunpeng was furious. His body stood straight like a javelin, revealing a cruel expression. He said with his white teeth, "Desolate Dog, don't be too arrogant. This is only the weakest move of the Art of Beheading the Peng. You will die without a doubt!"

His body was covered in blood. At this moment, he was like a Shura bathed in blood. His hatred was higher than the sky and his killing intent was about to break through the sky. The golden mana around his body surged like a tidal wave and his eyes were as cold as lightning.

"I didn't expect that at the end of this battle, I would be able to use a sacred art like the Vermillion Bird Slaying Art."

"Liu Yunpeng is actually able to use such a supreme divine technique. After today, his evaluation will greatly increase. There definitely won't be many people who dare to provoke him anymore."

"Chu Yang is even more terrifying, there are no saints behind him, how can he fight against saints! If he does not die today, then who would dare to provoke him in the future? Who would ever dare to call him the Desolate Dog again! "

"That's right, Chu Yang's level is not something that we can participate in. Only the supreme geniuses in the Sky Court have the right to challenge him." If we were to get involved, we would definitely be smashed into smithereens. We won't even know how we died! "

No one present could remain calm. Shock was written all over their faces. Their hearts were pounding and some of them were even thinking about the far-reaching effects of this battle.

Chu Yangyu did not respond to Liu Yunpeng's provocation. He was still carefully meditating on his own technique, as well as on the first form of the Dao Arts of Zhenpeng.

"Second form of the Dao of Slaughtering Peng, I, as King!" Liu Yunpeng roared and moved the mountains and rivers, once again displaying the Sword Roc Slaying Dao.

Instantly, the world became ablaze. A beam of light fell from the sky and formed a throne with a peng-headed man sitting on it. He was like an immortal king sitting on the highest seat in the nine layers of heaven, looking down on all living beings.

With this move, Chu Yang immediately understood. Saint Roc had always thought of himself as a king.

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