I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

Because the formation was broken strongly by Kunpeng, Yang Mei, who controlled the formation, was slightly backlashed, his face was slightly pale, and the willow leaves on the willow tree were slightly dim, and the consumption was not light.

"It really is Yang Mei!"

Kunpeng looked at the towering ancient willow, affirming the identity of Taoist Yang Mei.

Now that you know the origin of the other party, things are even easier!

With a move of mind, Kunpeng put all the treasures into his body, and the aura that he radiated from his body was immediately reduced, and he couldn't see the strength that he had just broken.

Not only that, there was also a spring-like smile on his face, as if he had come to see a friend he hadn't seen for many years, and he looked extremely calm.

After just breaking the battle, he has roughly understood Yang Mei's strength.

Undoubtedly, Yang Mei's strength is very strong, and he has almost reached the peak of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian's late stage, and his mastery of the laws of space has reached an extremely terrifying level.

However, he has a very fatal weakness!

That is, Yang Mei is just Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, not a heavenly saint.

In the prehistoric continent, he was only on the away game and was strongly suppressed by the prehistoric heaven.

Kunpeng has reached the peak state of the mid-sage, plus the help of the predominant way, and the chaos pearl as the trump card, it is completely worthy of Yang Mei.

His figure flickered, and he appeared in front of Yang Mei for an instant, then stood with his hands held down, and squinted his eyes slightly to look at Yang Mei.

"You are the Emperor Kunpeng?"

Yang Mei sat upright and looked at Kun Peng with solemn eyes.

He had been scuba diving on Penglai Xiandao before, and he was indifferent to the Hong Kong Continent, but he was still very familiar with the identity of Kunpeng.

In Yang Mei's heart, he has always put himself in the same position as Hongjun.

Therefore, it is natural to regard Kunpeng as a younger disciple, and he did not care much about Kunpeng.

However, he never expected that he would meet Kun Peng in this way one day.

Kunpeng directly broke through his formation and slammed his door.

This made him very angry, especially Kun Peng's current expression, which made him even more hateful.

You know, he is Yang Mei who once ranked third among the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods.

Even if he was severely injured by the Great God Pangu because of the Great Tribulation, he has already proved Hunyuan Daluo, and he has a brilliant record of defeating Hongjun.

But now, being bullied by Kun Peng, the junior in his eyes, came to the door, how could he bear it in his heart.

He decided to let Kunpeng know how strong his origin is!

"Yes, I am Kunpeng!" Kunpeng smiled lightly.

"Do you know who Pindao is?" Yang Mei said proudly.

There was a look of disdain in his eyes, and he was about to pretend.

In his opinion, Kunpeng definitely didn't know his origins. After all, Hongjun was defeated by him back then, and he would definitely not talk about this kind of shameless matter.

"Great Immortal Yangmei?" Kunpeng said with a Ruowuruowu smile.

Although he was asking, his tone was quite certain.

The corner of Yang Mei's mouth suddenly twitched, and his pupils shrank slightly, a little unbelievable: "You actually know the name of the poor Dao?"

The corner of Kunpeng's eyes smiled more intensely: "I'm just guessing, I didn't expect that I really got my guess."

The corners of Yang Mei's mouth twitched frantically, as if thousands of creatures called alpaca whizzed past in his heart.

Is it just a guess?

If he believes, he is stupid!

"It seems that Hongjun told you about the poor way?" Yang Mei said proudly.

In his opinion, there is only this one possibility, otherwise Kunpeng, a native monk, would never know his name.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that Kunpeng was not a true native monk.

Not only did he know the true identity of Yang Mei, he also knew that Yang Mei would accept a disciple in the future, named Yihu!

"My master didn't tell me, it's just that I have heard about the deeds of fellow Daoists, plus some guesses." Kun Peng replied solemnly.

He was really telling the truth. Although Hongjun seemed to have fought against Yang Mei, he also seemed to be defeated by Yang Mei as in the legend, and even all the magic weapons were taken away. However, Hongjun really didn't tell him.

He revealed Yang Mei's identity entirely based on his knowledge of Yang Mei's identity, plus his own guesses.

However, Yang Mei obviously didn't believe it.

Yang Mei's face suddenly became gloomy, his eyes were cold and he looked at Kun Peng, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable.

He always believed that Kunpeng would never know him if he hadn't told Hongjun. Therefore, it was determined that Kunpeng was deceiving him.

What made him even more angry was that Kun Peng even called him a Daoist friend.

You know, he is at the same level as Hongjun. As a disciple of Hongjun, Kun Peng called him a fellow Daoist, and he said he couldn't accept it!

"Junior, do you know that your master has been defeated by the poor way?!" Yang Mei sneered.

The implication of his words is very clear, even Hongjun has defeated the poor Dao, you are not being behaved.

"I have heard a little bit!"

Kunpeng nodded slightly, and Yang Mei's words made him reconfirm the legend.

"In that case, why didn't you see the polite when you saw the poor Dao?" Yang Mei asked coldly.

Kunpeng smiled freely and said indifferently: "Victory or defeat is commonplace for soldiers, besides, I just broke the formation of fellow Daoist!"

"..." Yang Mei's old face was so gloomy that it was hard to see the extreme. ,, ..

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