Peerless Divine Emperor

Void, silence.

Everyone looked up at the sky, only to see the Holy Peng, bathed in light, staring at the front with sharp eyes, revealing a hint of arrogance, as if he wanted to conquer the golden drum.

The wings trembled violently, and the figure of the Holy Peng of Light disappeared directly on the spot. In an instant, the golden wings were like two sharp blades, indestructible. Wherever they passed, the space was torn apart and turned into nothingness.

"Squeak..." When the wings collided with the golden light curtain, a friction sound like puffing was heard in the space, as if it could not be broken. However, a sharp color flashed in the eyes of the Holy Peng of Light, and the aura of the whole body surged again. The body seemed to become a little bigger, and a terrifying blood pressure spread out, covering the endless area.

Feeling the pressure coming down from above, many people's hearts trembled, and their eyes revealed a trace of fear and shock. Is this the power of the blood of the descendants of the Great Light Holy Peng Clan?

Sure enough, it is extraordinary powerful.

The only blood that can rival it is probably the Golden Winged Great Peng Clan.

Le Hongxuan's eyes flashed, and he saw that the golden light curtain began to tremble violently, as if it could not resist the erosion of the power of the Light Holy Peng, and it would break apart in the next moment.

Accompanied by a loud bang, the golden light curtain collapsed and was destroyed. Only a buzzing sound was heard, and the body of the Light Holy Peng directly crossed the endless void and appeared in front of the golden drum.

The sharp golden wings slashed down, as if two golden divine lights fell, and suddenly a majestic force flowed on the drum surface, as if competing with the golden divine light. At this time, the drum surface vibrated violently, as if it was desperately resisting, and it did not break apart directly like before.

Since ancient times, the nine rings have been the ultimate, and naturally not something that ordinary people can hit.

The eyes of the Holy Peng of Light were extremely sharp, like a sharp sword, and it was heard to speak in a human voice: "My will cannot be violated by heaven, let alone a mere broken drum!"

The crowd twitched inwardly when they heard this. This golden drum almost took Yuanye's life just now, but Shang Yang actually called it a broken drum, and his tone was extremely contemptuous, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.

This gap is too big!

Yuanye's face was also a little ugly, but he soon recovered as usual. What kind of person is Shang Yang?

Pengyu is unparalleled. Looking at the nine domains of Tianxuan, he is also the one standing at the top. It is reasonable that he can't compare with him. After all, he himself is not the most talented person in the Golden Giant Ape Clan. There are people who are more powerful than him.

Under the fierce attack, the power of the golden drum finally couldn't bear it. The drum surface suddenly broke, and a loud sound came out, resounding through the endless space!

Golden drum, nine rings!

This is the fourth time Shang Yang has made a move since he came to Donghua City.

The first time, he killed the emperor outside Wangtianque, which amazed the whole audience and attracted the examiners to invite him. The second time, Liu Shi was disrespectful to him, and he taught him a lesson, showing his prowess in Wangtianque for the first time. The third time, on the Hundred Battles Stage, he broke the record of no one creating 100 wins in hundreds of years in one day.

And the fourth time, he hit the golden drum, making it sound nine times in a row, and the drum surface was shattered. How powerful!

At this time, many people looked at Shang Yang with admiration, as if they were looking at a god. Although Shang Yang and they were of the same generation, and even their realms were not much different, there was a huge gap in strength. They believed that they could not do what Shang Yang did.

The ninth sound slowly fell, but Shang Yang did not return to human form. His sharp eyes stared at the golden drum in front of him, which had been restored to its original state, but there was no golden light curtain to protect it.

This means that after the ninth sound, everything returned to the beginning, and there was no tenth sound at all.

"Is that so?" Shang Yang couldn't help but reveal a hint of disappointment. He thought that when Master Zhan said that no one could hit nine times, he meant that he didn't have the ability to hit it. But now he knew that the tenth hit didn't exist, so of course no one could do it.

Many people also showed a look of sudden realization, and finally understood the true meaning of Master Zhan's words. Nine hits is the ultimate!

Shang Yang glanced at the golden drum lightly, and then returned to his original position.

"Since ancient times, the great way has been the best with nine, and nine nines return to one, and the cycle repeats. The realm of cultivation is also divided by nine, and the golden drum returns to the beginning after nine hits. This is probably the reason." Le Hongxuan said, and many people couldn't help but look at him with a hint of surprise. They actually forgot about his existence.

Before Shang Yang appeared, Le Hongxuan was the leader of the younger generation of Pengyu, and Le Hongxuan was able to kill the emperor a few years ago. Now, his strength has probably reached a very terrifying level, right?

Qing Mu glanced at Le Hongxuan, a hint of fighting spirit appeared in his eyes, and he said: "Le Hongxuan, I was defeated by you in the past, can we compete again today?"

Le Hongxuan looked in the direction of Qing Mu and smiled faintly: "Thank you for your appreciation, Master Qingpeng, I am very happy!"

There was nothing wrong with Le Hongxuan's words, but it sounded different to everyone. Qing Mu lost to Le Hongxuan and was slightly inferior to Le Hongxuan in status, but Le Hongxuan did not call him by his name, but called Qing Mu Master Qingpeng, which gave people a hint of irony.

Le Hongxuan's meaning seemed to be the so-called eight masters, but in fact, the name did not match the reality.

But even if Le Hongxuan said so, Qing Mu could only endure it and could not refute anything. After all, Le Hongxuan's attitude from beginning to end was gentle and humble, and there was no flaw in it. If he got angry because of a word from the other party, it would make him look narrow-minded and petty.

"You first or me first?" Qingmu looked at Le Hongxuan and asked.

"It's up to me." Le Hongxuan said with a calm tone, as if he didn't care about the order, or who his opponent was.

Qin Xuan frowned slightly when he heard this. This Le Hongxuan was indeed not an ordinary person. Although his words were plain and gentle, he showed a sense of pride everywhere, as if he was talking to others in a superior manner. The conversation made people feel even more contemptuous and insulted.

Qing Mu clenched her fists slightly, her eyes were sharp, and she was about to say something, when she heard a voice: "Wait a minute!"

As soon as the voice fell, a young man wearing black clothes was seen walking out. Many people couldn't help but reveal a strange look in their eyes. This person was none other than the Netherworld Demon Peng Clan's little Demon Peng, Netherworld.

What does he want to do when he steps out now?

"We are all the geniuses of all races, and we came here for the opportunity in the sky. We should be equal in status and shine together. It would be too boring if only one or two people were in the limelight!"

You Endless's profound gaze swept over everyone present, just like the gaze of an abyss. Suddenly, an invisible demonic intention rushed into everyone's mind, making many people's minds tremble slightly, and their hearts palpitated, as if they were being caught. Affected by that evil spirit!