1458: C1458 Eerie Fourth Form(part Ii)

C1458 Eerie Fourth Form(part Ii)

Crazy expressions burst out of his eyes. His face was completely distorted and he became sinister. His head became the head of a Peng and he roared out with a hoarse voice: "I, Liu Yunpeng, will never be defeated, never!"0

Everyone watching the battle was stunned as well. When they saw this scene, all of them felt fear in their hearts.

Liu Yunpeng went completely mad. He roared towards the sky and his dyed golden hair stood on end. His pupils shot out crazy and even chaotic rays of light.

Even if Liu Yunpeng was this powerful and this heaven defying, so what? He was also going to lose to Chu Yang.

To make enemies with a person like Chu Yang, that was simply a type of sorrow, a type of despair.

Xia Wanjin's pupils shrank into one, Chu Yang's battle power caused his heart to go cold. This was the Art of Dao, an unparalleled saint technique, yet it was still unable to behead the wild dog.

A thought even appeared in his mind – Chu Yang was invincible and would never lose!

Xiong Longxiong was also deeply shocked. He had already understood Chu Yang's terror, but now, he found it laughable. Chu Yang did not use any of those methods from before, but he still used the technique to block it.

Perhaps such a person was not someone he could even imagine.

Yi Yimeng was slender and elegant. She floated in the air, looking at Chu Yang, a brilliant light shining in her eyes. Under the cover of the fog, no one could see her peerless complexion, and no one knew how she looked or how she reacted.

However, Yinyin could clearly read the feelings from her eyes, the vibrations from her delicate body, and the slight fluctuations of her mental power.

An extraordinary vibration!

Ye Yin could feel that even if her own sister married Chu Yang right now, the resistance wouldn't be too great.

"Cut —"

Chu Yang closed in once again. Liu Yunpeng's roar shook the mountains and rivers, and he went insane. Under his will, the Roc Berserk Blade once again charged out. Originally half a foot long, it instantly changed to 10 feet long. It took the initiative to attack Chu Yang to buy time for Liu Yunpeng to use the fourth move of the Vermilion Bird Dao Arts!

"Naive!"

Chu Yang smiled indifferently, he did not use the Five-Colored Heaven Defying Star or the Five Elements Traversing Heavens again. Both of his hands drew out Yin and Yang, forming a vortex. With a sudden twist, he sent the demonic blade flying.

"Roc Feather Sword!"

Liu Yunpeng displayed the Peng's secret technique once again. The golden light became even more resplendent and glaring. It was like ten thousand golden sword beams — extremely terrifying.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The only difference was that this time it was not just golden spears, but divine swords. They were all thirty feet long, towering in the air like an army. The mountain of swords and the forest of swords were extremely terrifying.

Each divine sword released a beam that seemed to contain the power of trillions upon trillions of jins, densely packed together like an ocean of holy swords. A terrifying golden storm swept out, annihilating all obstacles and wiping out thousands of enemies!

This kind of power was simply unimaginable. It was as if the end of the world was approaching, and the heaven and earth seemed to be collapsing. Many people once again saw the secret technique of the Peng race and still felt cold from head to toe. This caused them to be even more unable to imagine just how terrifying the Sword Roc Slaughtering Technique that was even more terrifying than this was!

"Little golden chicken, it's useless!" If you want to use this insignificant technique to buy time, that is just wishful thinking. You can die now! "

Facing the sea of swords, Chu Yang used both hands to move the Yin Yang as if he was pushing grass. He pushed away all the piercing swords, and like a snake pushing away the grass, he charged straight at Liu Yunpeng.

In the eyes of the crowd, the incomparably terrifying godly sword was like grass to Chu Yang. It posed no threat at all.

"Wild dog, you forced me!"

Liu Yunpeng roared madly at the sky, not daring to face Chu Yang's attack. His entire body's blood energy surged, turning into a golden color. The terrifying energy around his body surged like a tidal wave, overflowing the heavens.

He was like a wounded demon king, disregarding his own life to forcefully evolve the fourth form of the Dao Arts: Beheading Peng.

pqdm.com