Wanyu Longzun

Chapter 156 Create miracles!
Because, the Eastern Falcon is the pride of the Eastern family!

Whoosh!
The Eastern Falcon came over Jian Feiyang and shouted loudly: "Jian Feiyang, you want to challenge me too? Suffer!" The next moment, with a wave of her big hand, the purple spirit eagle behind him suddenly In a flash, he rushed towards Jian Feiyang.

A cold light as hard as steel flashed across the extremely sharp eagle's beak. This is his star soul supernatural power. He can use the power of the purple spirit eagle to carry out direct attacks.

This purple spirit eagle is incomparably huge, moreover, there is also a storm formed by the strength of the falcon's fists, all of which are flying towards the sword. The huge pressure caused some cracks to appear on the battle platform. Come.

"It's terrible. If I were under this power, I would probably kneel down trembling!"

"This sword flying is going to be miserable, the strength of the Eastern Falcon is really terrifying!"

"Jian Feiyang is too rampant. How dare he provoke the eldest son of the Dongfang family? Ximen Chuuxue has been watching him all the time. He probably won't want to leave today!"

There were bursts of sneers from the crowd.

"Is Jian Feiyang about to lose?" Wu Ming's face was also a little ugly at this time.The star soul supernatural power of the Eastern Falcon is really too terrifying, even for him, he is not optimistic about Jian Feiyang for a while.

This force is enough to smash an ordinary strong man in the Tiangang realm into pieces!
A loud bang.

Immediately, the purple air spirit eagle covered Jian Feiyang with a majestic purple air.A stream of fist energy scattered towards the surroundings like lightning, and the powerful air wave submerged Jian Feiyang in it all at once.

The powerful air wave seemed to be a large formation, sealing Jian Feiyang in it, and the purple air rose up, bursting out continuously, and the powerful force poured into it, as if to destroy everything.

"Is it over?" Everyone held their breath, looking at the distant battlefield that turned into purple waves, their hearts seemed to be trembling.With this level of attack, if Jian Feiyang doesn't lose again, then he will really be against the sky!
"Hold on!"

Ling Qianxun, who was not far away, looked a little pale.Although she always wanted to teach Jian Feiyang a lesson, at this time, she sincerely hoped that Jian Feiyang could win.

"Damn!"

Wu Ming's expression turned ugly in an instant, and he stood up abruptly. If this continues, Jian Feiyang's life may even be in danger, and he can't sit down anymore.

However, the moment he got up, Ximen Chuuxue in the distance immediately stood up, and said with an extremely blatant gaze: "Elder Wu Ming, please don't interfere in the ring battle."

"you!"

Wu Ming's face turned cold in an instant. He flicked his sleeves and said coldly: "If something happens to Feiyang, wait for the old Kunpeng from our hospital to come to your four big families to discuss it in person!"

"Hey, Dongfang Falcon, do you only have this strength? I thought you were so powerful, but I didn't expect you to be so weak. Ziqi Donglai Fist? Hmph, I think the Ziqi King's Eight Punches are about the same! Futu Transformation sword, break it for me!"

Suddenly, at this moment, a haughty voice came from among the purple waves, and everyone's eyes trembled violently.

In just a split second, a terrifying divine light began to erupt from the vast ocean-like purple spiritual power.The moment the haughty voice came, the crimson light was even more majestic, piercing through the purple air like a divine sword.

Click!The sound of shattering could be faintly heard, and there were holes in the purple air blocking Jian Feiyang.The sword energy blasted away, and the thunder was so bright that it enveloped the surroundings in an instant!
Under this sword qi, finally, the purple qi was completely dissipated!

And Jian Feiyang's figure appeared in front of everyone again.

He was dressed in a white robe and held a sword that exuded red light. He was extremely arrogant, like a young god king.The clothes fluttered in the wind, looking extremely chic and free, not even half injured.

The sword was swung, and immediately, the phantom of the spirit eagle in front was pierced through the body by this long sword that suddenly appeared!

Boo!
The transformed figure of the Ziqi Spirit Eagle immediately let out a shrill howl. Cracks appeared on her body like spider veins. In the end, the whole building burst open, turning into auras that filled the sky and scattered all over the place.

In an instant, the huge oppressive force immediately receded like a tide, while the spiritual power in Jian Feiyang's body gushed out crazily, occupying a dominant position all of a sudden!
"Pfft!"

The Eastern Falcon not far away suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.The scarlet blood seemed to be a kite that had come off its string, pouring into the air, and his face turned extremely pale in an instant!

clap clap clap!
Almost at the same time, Jian Feiyang launched a fierce offensive. He turned into an afterimage of purple electricity, and the sword of Tianyang in his hand was full of sword energy. With every step he took, there was a loud bang !
"How is it possible!" The Eastern Falcon roared in disbelief.

Whoosh!
However, Jian Feiyang didn't pay attention to her, just swung his long sword suddenly, and swung it towards the opponent, like a full moon in the sky, the sword energy was thrown out instantly!

"Purple Qi Donglai Fist!"

An incomparably hoarse sound came from Dongfang Falcon's throat, and the endless power of the star soul behind him was sent to his right arm, and a huge fist flashed.

However, under this boundless sword energy, it is like a ship in the sea, drifting erratically.

A loud bang.

"Guiyuan Sword Art!"

Jian Feiyang slammed out again with a sword, and directly blasted the punch in half. The powerful sword light drew a long and narrow bloody mouth on the opponent's face, and the blood flowed out crazily.

Dongfang Falcon instinctively stretched out his fists to resist, but the pain on his face made him lose consciousness a little bit. Looking at the figure that was getting closer, he felt as if a demon king was constantly approaching him!
"Purple Qi Donglai Fist!"

The Eastern Falcon shouted loudly and made a final resistance.

"Mysterious Dragon Palm!"

boom!
Jian Feiyang backhanded his palm, and the palm print covered the opponent's fist fiercely. A phantom of a divine dragon forcibly suppressed the opponent's monstrous spiritual light back.The air wave boiled up and turned into a white light curtain, enveloping the two of them.

In the blink of an eye, the Eastern Falcon's burly body, like an iron tower, flew upside down like a scarecrow out of the white light curtain that filled the sky under Jian Feiyang's slamming palm, with blood gushing from its mouth.

With just one palm, the Eastern Falcon was defeated!
(End of this chapter)