Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

"Boom!"

Blood Peng spreads its wings, shatters the void in flight, and contains terrifying power in the flesh.

"This is the power of Peng Bird!"

When the disciples of the Immortal Alliance came and saw it with their own eyes, they all turned pale.

Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day and soars up to 90,000 miles!

According to rumors, Pengniao is in charge of the way of space, and the 90,000 miles under the sky are all within his control.

At this moment, although the blood peng did not have the might of 90,000 miles, it also showed absolutely terrifying power.

In addition to its extreme speed, the space in front of it is distorted, as if the power of the space here is controlled by it.

"Boom!"

When Mo Que stepped on nine steps in a row, he took a thunder step from the sky, a step that could shatter mountains and rivers, and landed on the Xue Peng, but was shaken out.

"Not good!" Gu Xiuyu changed his color and said, "The strength of that Xue Peng seems to be getting stronger and stronger!"

Before Mo Que was able to shake this Peng, but now it seems that he can't even get close, and all attacks will be swayed by the Peng Bird.

"This method is Jin Jiupeng's supreme method, and there are not many opportunities to use it on weekdays."

Feng Xiaoxiao's face was also extremely solemn, and said, "He used this method for the first time, and he was a little unfamiliar. At this time, with this battle, he slowly entered the state."

At this moment, Jin Jiupeng's blood Peng showed his true strength.

It has not only relied on the physical power of the Peng Bird, but has exerted the talent of the Peng Clan to control the space.

"The physical body of this Pengbird is strong. Now, combined with the way of space, Brother Mo's various offensives are difficult to threaten it. How can we win?" Gu Xiuyu felt a little desperate.

No matter what method or attack, if you want to fall on this Peng, you need to pass through the "space" in front of Xue Peng.

The body of this Peng Bird is already amazing enough. If you control the space at this time, any offensive close will be distorted by the power of space, which is simply incomprehensible.

"Heaven!" Mo Que roared.

It became more and more difficult to shake Xue Peng in close combat, so he drew the power of heaven and earth into his body, and used his left eye to use the method of the sun to condense the scorching sun.

"Boom!"

However, that round of scorching sun that was as huge as a mountain, and the dazzling scorching sun, still could not shake Xue Peng.

The space in front of it has been completely controlled by it, Wanfa cannot get close.

That round of scorching sun was engulfed by the distorted space, and there was no threat to it at all.

"Mo Que, this is your life!" Jin Jiupeng's face was pale, and it could be seen that he was also exerting the blood pawn, and there was a huge pressure on him.

I saw that the golden light on his body shone, and the blood roc radiated radiance and radiance, and said coldly: "I was born as a real roc, and you are a Martial Dao sinner, destined to die in my hands!"

"You believe in your life, but I don't!" Mo Que roared, unwilling to give up, and continued to shoot frantically.

hum!

At this moment, he used the sword way, and his sword body revealed immeasurable divine light.

"Dacheng Sword Body..."

Even Wuji Daoist, who arrived here, couldn't help but change color at this moment.

I saw Mo Que at the moment, every bone in the body was glowing.

From a distance, the 260 bones on his body turned into 206 swords.

The people of Martial Dao repair the flesh and bones, the marrow makes blood, the blood nourishes the flesh, and the flesh protects the bones. The flesh and bone marrow are closely related.

Now, when Mo Que brought the martial body cultivator to today's realm and evolved Five Elements in his body, his sword bones also quietly transformed, and each bone contained a powerful Sword intent.

"With the sword in my hand, I will slash the heavens and the earth from the top and the people from the bottom. Even if Zhenpeng is alive today, I will slay it with my own sword!" Between the roars, the 206 bones on Mo Que's body resonated.

The Sword Qi in his bones seemed to be combined at this moment, and in the end, his sword bones were dim and condensed into the only remaining sword!

"cut!"

This sword, gathers the great achievement of his sword body, and contains the sword heart of slashing the heavens and the earth when he cultivated the sword! All things in the world can be cut with one sword!

This is his Sun Kendo!

"Boom!"

When Mo Que's sword fell, everything in the world seemed to be eclipsed.

This sword is like the rising sun and the falling sun.

"Wow!"

Just listen to Xue Peng's high-pitched roar, and the sound penetrates Jiuxiao.

The space in front of it was completely distorted, as if it turned into a huge vortex, which seemed to swallow everything.

Mo Que slashed with a sword, and it was like a scorching sun hitting the huge vortex.

The whirlpool tried to devour the sun madly, and the sun tried to break through the whirlpool.

"boom!"

A terrifying wave swept across the four directions.

Only the aftermath blew up several surrounding mountains, and within a radius of dozens of miles, all turned into flat ground, and nothing could exist.

"This son is so powerful!" Wuji Daoist stood in the distance, the light in his eyes dimmed for a while.

He knew in his heart that if Mo Shang fought Mo Que now, most likely Mo Shang would still be defeated.

And between Mo Shang and Mo Que, one of the immortal alliances is destined to stay!

"If it weren't for the fact that he inherited Martial Dao..." On the other side, Empress Loulan was also rude, her expression extremely complicated.

"Boom!"

In the end, Mo Que's shocking sword and Jin Jiupeng's blood-peng method were the winner.

"puff!"

I saw that Jin Jiupeng's body was shaken, and he vomited blood.

Then, with his blood, the Xue Peng let out a whimper, and Mo Que's sun kendo broke through the space in front of him, shaking it to dissipate.

"thump!"

Jin Jiupeng was swaying, standing unsteadily, and half-knelt on the ground.

His face was pale, but he didn't see decadence. He looked at Mo Que from a distance and said unwillingly, "If... I can cultivate the method of Zhenpeng..."

Zhenpeng has long since existed in the world. He has bathed in Peng blood and has the body of a real Peng, but it is impossible to cultivate the real Peng Fa.

With a tragic smile, Jin Jiupeng said: "It seems that this is my life, there is no Peng in the world, and heaven will not allow me."

He used the blood of a Peng to condense the blood Peng, and now the blood Peng was scattered by Mo Que's sword, and the blood of the Peng was gone, and it was impossible to survive.

Unless, he can defeat Mo Que and bring those Peng blood back into his body.

"Fate?" Mo Que landed again and said, "You believe in your fate, but I don't!"

Jin Jiupeng trembled suddenly, the unwillingness in his eyes turned into bitterness.

His Peng Fa is not complete.

In his mind, if there is a Peng in the world, and he can cultivate the real Peng Fa, Mo Que's sword will definitely not be able to defeat him.

But he forgot that for him, there is no Peng in the world, but Mo Que has come all the way, isn't Martial Dao already in decline for a hundred years?

It has also fallen, and no one leads the way, but Mo Que knows that Martial Dao is not tolerated by the Xianmeng, but he still faced adversity and made it all the way to today.

"It seems that I'm not as good as you..." Jin Jiupeng closed his eyes slowly after finishing his last sentence.

In this battle, he was completely defeated, and he was convinced by the defeat.

Jin Jiupeng died in battle.

Here, there is silence.