Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 1938
King Xiaopeng felt that he had been humiliated. The opponent in front of him didn't even have a sword.

He was able to win for so long in a row, how could it be due to luck.

With a whimper, the void exploded.

The onlookers didn't see what was going on, they saw that King Xiaopeng had turned into a golden ray, and it was cut off from Long Fei's eyes.

His claws are as sharp as a sword.

As fast as lightning, he grabbed Long Fei with his own claws and tore apart in the air, like a long sword slashing down.

The void trembled, and the surface of the water buzzed, cutting hundreds of meters in both directions.

boom!
With a bang, the dragon flew out his sword.

The clanging of sword energy, although it is condensed by the lake water, is as sharp and powerful as if made of divine iron.

The white sword glow was chopped together with King Xiaopeng's claws.

The void exploded, and the surface of the lake shook.

No matter how hard the claws that King Xiaopeng was proud of were, with a click, they drank blood in the air under the slashing of the sword energy.

A layer of golden light erupted from the claws, dispelling the murderous aura in the sword light.

But King Xiaopeng was still injured, he backed back in surprise, and turned into a human figure standing on the water, with one leg a little unsteady.

His ankles were trembling, and the golden light and sword energy from above continued to act, and it took a long time for him to recover.

"Buddhist golden body technique?"

Long Fei frowned.

A group of geniuses on the shore of the lake also frowned. They didn't expect King Xiaopeng not only to have strong attack power, but also to be so strong in defense.

"The master is the master!"

"It's still the master who is more skilled!"

The Black Bear Demon King and the Kui Niu Demon King squinted their eyes as they watched among the group of demon kings, muttering secretly.

Changxi, the saint of Guanghan Palace, looked at Wang Xiaoya again and again, and saw that although her expression was calm, her eyes couldn't stop revealing a trace of love.

Out of a woman's intuition, she was a little sure of her guess.

"Didn't expect you to come this far?"

The corners of her mouth curled up, staring at the son-in-law in admiration.

Ye Qingcheng, who was beside Wang Xiaoya, had already seen it and exclaimed, "I thought I had progressed fast enough, but I didn't expect him to grow faster than me. He really is a monster."

Wang Xiaoya smiled, and heard Ye Qingcheng talk about Long Fei.

She also knew that Ye Qingcheng came from Tianxuan City, and he was from the same hometown as the current Long Fei.

She looked at her old acquaintance, Changxi, and secretly thought that this guy really provoked quite a few women.

Big ones, small ones, everywhere.

Seeing that Long Fei had gained the upper hand, the crowd on the shore clamored and shouted, "Come on, son-in-law, let us vent your anger on our human race!"

"The son-in-law will win!"

"The son-in-law will win!"

"..."

A group of people, no matter how fiercely they usually fight, are surprisingly unified in the face of the Yaozu.

The seventh princess raised her head behind her, her face was full of pride and joy, as if she was my man.

She and Li Jinxuan also cheered for Long Fei from behind, and yelled softly at Long Fei, "Husband, teach him a lesson!"

King Xiaopeng's expression changed when he heard this, he looked around with a murderous look, and raised his hand to sacrifice a Fangtian painting halberd that was two feet long.

This object was black in color, and as soon as it was revealed, the murderous aura of tumbling caused the lake water to continuously bubble up.

He stared at Long Fei, and said coldly, "I underestimated you, but you won't have such good luck!"

Behind him, a pair of golden wings appeared, and Fang Tian's painting halberd rolled violently in his hand. With a shake of the wings, he slammed down towards Long Fei in the air.

Fang Tian's painted halberd weighs three thousand six hundred catties.

It was the ancestors of the Peng clan who used divine iron mixed with Peng's blood to refine it, which was comparable to magic soldiers of the fairy king level.

As soon as the void sank, being pressed by this thing was like a gust of wind.

The golden light flashed four times, with the speed blessing of the Peng clan, there was a buzzing sound in the void, as if it was about to be torn apart by Fang Tian's painted halberd.

Long Fei drew out his sword, and the water sword in his hand cut through the void with a black mysterious light, facing Fang Tian's painted halberd.

The two mage soldiers had never touched each other, and the qi on them collided with each other first, causing the void to explode like thunder, boom, boom, and constantly exploded.

bang!
The sword energy generated by the water sword in Long Fei's hand slashed down on Fang Tian's painted halberd.

"broken!"

King Xiaopeng roared loudly, thinking that this blow was enough to shatter Long Fei's sword energy.

Who knew that Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand trembled, a huge force swam on it, hum, hum, hum, from the head of the halberd to the end, with a bang, it seemed to want to paint Fang Tian The halberd broke like a shock, and a huge force came out.

The magic lines on the magic weapon were completely lit up, and a golden light burst out to drive away the huge force.

If so, King Xiaopeng's palms trembled.

With a bang, blood was still gushed out by the huge force, and his hands were cracked.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

He let out a long cry in horror, and his body suddenly showed his unique skill, the face of Peng Zu.

This is a golden roc covering the sky, with its wings standing up, it is hundreds of meters in size, like a giant beast floating on the lake.

King Xiaopeng roared, "Peng cracks the void!"

The golden roc dharma flapped its wings downwards, boom, boom, boom, the void below it suddenly sank, and it tore down on Long Fei's body.

The appearance of the Dapeng, powerful and powerful, is the condensed manifestation of King Xiaopeng's blood, just like the real Peng ancestor descending.

The lake below was tumbling, as if it was boiling, and it set off monstrous water waves all around.

Standing under it, Long Fei was as insignificant as an ant.

The huge claws tore down, causing the void above his head to twist wildly.

This is the power of the law, and it is also a law of evolution.

With the power of distorting space, people are crushed by the law of space as if they are in a millstone.

The water vapor under Long Fei swayed and turned into water mist by the force of the distorted space, and all dispersed for a while, revealing a black cave on the water surface.

"A big roc also wants to split the sky?"

Long Fei was as motionless as a mountain, while the water sword law in his hand was rolling, whizzing upwards and violently raised.

The sword swings in the sky, and the air swallows mountains and rivers.

This sword combined the essence of Xiaoxiang Nine Swords and Ling Xiao Nine Swords.

One side is yin and the other side is yang.

It manifested in the void with a length of [-] meters, and a sword tore it from the bottom of the Dapeng Dharma.

call out!
brush!
The sword energy streaked across, and the sword light radiated everywhere.

With a sigh, the twisted void was cut off by his sword.

With a buzzing sound, the void trembled, and then returned to normal.

Dapeng Faxiang was enveloped by sword energy, and let out an ear-piercing whine in the air. With a click, he was cut in half by a sword in the air.

With a puff, blood rained down the sky.

King Xiaopeng screamed in pain, as if his body was being torn apart, he flew backwards with a bang, with a bloody sword mark on his brow.

This dharma form is the manifestation of the essence and blood of his physical body, and the feeling of cutting the dharma form with the sword is no different from the feeling of being cut on his physical body.

His whole body seemed to be separated by sword energy.

If it weren't for the Buddhist golden body method to protect his body, even his physical body would have been cut in half by a single sword.

"Be merciful!"

A monster genius made a sudden move, flashed in front of him, and protected him.

His eyebrows are also extremely handsome, and his slender body is like a woman disguised as a man.

He ordered King Xiaopeng to be taken down, clasped his fists and said to Long Fei with a straight face, "We lost, please be merciful, Prince Consort, please forgive King Xiaopeng this time!"

Surprised by his handsome appearance, the female cultivators around shouted like nympho, "Oh my god, who is this, isn't he so handsome?"

"Could it be that genius of the Peacock Clan, Kong Fang?"

"No wonder he's so handsome. It turns out he's from the Peacock Royal Family."

"Oh my god, this is amazing. Look at his skin, it's whiter than mine."

"..."

　Chapter 3, continue.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)