Marvel Venom Eats Worlds

Chapter 138
Two strands of divine light bloomed at the same time!

From the first moment the little Golden Winged Peng King stood in the arena, he felt Gu Bei's unparalleled potential.

It was a kind of indescribable terror, and it was also the terror of the chaotic body.

Little Golden Winged Peng Wang used the strongest power of hope, but he couldn't see that Gu Bei's body was the legendary chaotic body.

Can't help but be full of fighting spirit.

He stood with his head up, and the divine light behind him turned golden, as if a great sun was blooming, and endless power poured out from the sea of ​​suffering.

The depth of his background is shocking.

Little Gold-winged Peng King shouted in a deep voice: "Little Gold-winged Peng King!"

Gu Bei slightly glanced at Little Golden Winged Peng Wang, and said indifferently, "Gu Bei."

"Very good! You will be defeated by me today!"

The little Golden Winged Peng King let out a long howl, and the golden light shone behind him.

The supernatural power—one hundred and eight thousand swords was unleashed immediately.

These one hundred and eight thousand swords are the feathers left by his body transformed into a human being, and then cultivated into a magic weapon, which has the same mind and spirit as him, and its power is unparalleled.

The body moves with the sword, and the mind follows the body!
The little Golden Winged Peng King refined his body into a god form, and his mana turned into a Golden Winged Peng bird, and together with the one hundred and eight thousand swords, he killed Gu Bei for the sea of ​​swords.

That momentum, as if the army of thousands of horses and horses is pressing down on the situation.

The little Golden Winged Peng King was like a God of War, his eyes were like a ball of flames burning, and he shouted loudly: "Don't fall into the blue clouds, don't kill the nameless!"

At this moment, the genius present was also surprised.

They are conceited, but they don't know that they may not be able to [-]% beat the little Golden Winged King's Hundred Eight Thousand Swords.

The congenital saint of the Zifu, with piercing eyes, looked at the sky with thousands of swords.

He said calmly: "As expected of a genius who moved the monster clan, this hundred and eight thousand swords are really extraordinary."

Trusting the Holy Son of Waxlight is shocking.

He didn't say a word, but just touched his chest, where a saint soldier was hidden.

There was a gloomy look in his eyes.

He will win this battle.

Ji Ziyue was a little surprised, and grabbed Ji Haoyue's hand: "Brother Haoyue, look at that magic power is so powerful."

A person as conceited as Ji Haoyue also nodded: "It is indeed very strong."

The golden sword all over the sky arrived in front of Gu Bei with the effort of breathing.

Originally, Gu Bei had only read the power of the Eight Thousand Swords in the book, and thought it was commonplace.

However, when you really face it.

Only then did I know how powerful this supernatural power is.

One hundred and eight thousand swords, even if they are broken one by one, will consume all the mana.

Originally, Gu Bei wanted to rely on the magical powers of the Taixuan Sect to overwhelm the little Golden Winged Peng King.

But now, he has changed his mind.

If he uses Taixuan sect supernatural powers, he may not be able to beat the little golden-winged king steadily.

"In that case."

A gleam flashed in Gu Bei's eyes.

Facing many flying swords, he used a great sage-level boxing technique of the Taixuan sect, and directly shook them up!

At this moment, many people thought that Gu Bei was crazy.

"Using the body to fight against the magic weapon, is this person crazy?"

"Even if the fist is intended to be powerful, it is difficult to fight against weapons."

"Wait, look at the eyes of the little Golden Winged Peng King."

The crowd looked at the sound.

I saw that the eyes of Little Golden Winged Peng Wang were extremely excited, as if he was happy to see his opponent who met each other.

next second.

Gu Bei's fist slammed into Little Golden Winged Peng King's one hundred and eight thousand swords!

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

It was like a mountain collided into the sea of ​​swords!

It exploded like thunder from the sky!
Countless golden swords were transformed from the feathers of the little Golden Winged Peng King, and they were beaten into golden molten iron one after another.

The entire sea of ​​swords is constantly shrinking, because the one hundred and eight thousand swords are constantly being destroyed.

"Okay, what a powerful body?"

"Could it be another god-king body!!!"

Ji Haoyue stared at Gu Bei, then shook her head: "It's not a god-king body, but it's extremely powerful."

The little Golden Winged Peng King in the sky saw that his Hundred Eight Thousand Swords were being suppressed, and let out a long roar.

The endless original power of Garuda was poured down, as if lava was poured in the forest, arousing the most violent changes all at once.

All the one hundred and eight thousand swords that were smashed by Gu Bei with the Great Sage Fist instantly returned to their real bodies.

With endless power again, he charged into the sea of ​​swords and killed Gu Bei.

Each sword needs only a tiny bit of essence, but it can fully recover the wounds injured by Gu Bei.

If the fight continues like this, the little Golden Winged Peng King's one hundred and eight thousand swords will never be exhausted, and he can stand in an invincible position!
The little Golden Winged Peng King said awe-inspiringly: "You are very strong, but you are still not enough to stand in front of my one hundred and eight thousand swords!"

Gu Bei was indifferent, he didn't say a word, he just swung his fist, punching a hundred and eight thousand swords!

Every punch is the master tactic of the Great Sage's boxing technique, and its power reaches the point where one punch can destroy several swords.

However, the little Golden Winged Peng King didn't care at all, and urged the original source to restore the damaged one hundred and eight thousand swords, wanting to kill Gu Bei alive.

Others saw this scene.

I couldn't help but marvel at the strength of the little Golden Winged Peng King.

But Gu Bei's powerful body also left a deep impression on them.

"The origin of the monster clan is too strong, if this continues, Gu Bei will be consumed alive."

"Not necessarily, you Gu Bei, your breath is stable, and your origin doesn't seem weak."

"It's going to be a long game."

The three head coaches of Taixuan stood on the top of the star peak, watching the match.

Everyone praised the invincible talent of the little Golden Winged Peng King.

However, the three headmasters said.

"The outcome of this battle has been revealed."

"Little Golden Winged Peng King is indeed a genius of the monster clan, with such terrifying strength, what a pity"

"It's a pity that he doesn't know that he is facing a chaotic body. Not to mention the origin of the monster race, even the origin of the son of the emperor may not be stronger than the chaotic body!"

This battle lasted from day to night.

From dark to day.

From one hundred and eight thousand swords to one hundred and eight thousand swords.

From one hundred and eight thousand swords to the collapse of the sea of ​​swords!
A total of three days and three nights!
Gu Bei finally smashed the little Golden Winged Peng King's one hundred and eight thousand swords!

That punch, kneading the ultimate meaning of the Great Sage Fist.

A fist hit the chest of Little Golden Winged Peng Wang.

The little Golden Winged Peng King was in the body of a demon clan, but he was also beaten to the point that his chest exploded!
'boom! ! ! '

With one punch, Little Golden Winged Peng Wang was thrown out of the ring by Gu Bei.

At the moment when he was beaten into the air, Little Golden Winged Peng Wang finally realized that Gu Bei possessed a chaotic body.

He looked shocked: "You!!!"

Before he could finish his words, he passed out.

Above the sky, the three Taixuan Headmasters shot at the same time, instantly calming the little Golden Winged Peng King's injuries, allowing him to recover in a deep sleep.

And Gu Bei also sat cross-legged on the ring, slowly recovering the original power that was consumed.

At this moment, a strange light flickered in many people's eyes.

"Little Gold Winged Peng King was consumed to death."

"What a terrifying source of power."

"Who will fight him next time?"

While a group of geniuses were negotiating, the little Golden Winged Peng King on the ground had slowly woken up and opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)