Eternal Demon Monarch

This is the powerful Golden Crow Clan, whose ancestors were born in the sun.

Although Wu Yifei is not a true Three-legged Golden Crow, he has a pure Golden Crow Bloodline flowing within the body, which makes him exceptionally talented and good at close combat.

Yang Xuan is not flustered, the same realm battle, he can beat even the overbearing Blue Sky Tyrant Body, how can he be afraid of Wu Yifei.

Wu Yifei’s strength is indeed very strong, but compared to domineering, the gap is still very obvious.

Besides, how strong the claws of Golden Crow are, after all, it is just a condensation of divine force, not the hands of real beasts.

Just as the huge golden sharp claw was approaching, Yang Xuan within the body Origin Force swiftly moved, and once again used the powder-shattered bone fist, punching through the sky and fighting forcefully.

bang!

Like two giant peaks banging against each other, this world seems to be crushed to pieces, a huge mushroom cloud soars into the sky, and two figures one after another from the sky. They flew out from the middle, each wounded and wounded, corner of the mouth flow blood.

“Impossible, even Golden Crow’s sky tearing technique could not defeat him!”

Wu Jun cried out like a ghost.

Although the others didn’t speak, they all had their faces dull. They couldn’t believe that Yang Xuan was really a Human Race.

“Is there any other means, so please use it as soon as possible, otherwise, how about a tie?”

Yang Xuan looked at Wu Yifei not far away. Said his face indifferently.

“Tie?”

Wu Yifei’s face turned black, almost roaring: “human brat, you angered me.”

“Enraged What about you, if you want to fight, I will stand by to the end.”

Yang Xuan sneered.

Wu Yifei didn’t say a word, his body suddenly rose into the air, jumping up to several dozen meters high.

Chapter 542 Golden Crow Extreme Speed

Yang Xuan stood in place, watching with cold eyes, but to see what Wu Yifei could do.

“bang!”

Wu Yifei did not say a word, standing tall in the sky, behind him, the golden light soared into the sky, dazzling, a pair of giant wings appeared, spreading across the sky, transparent There was a very strong wave of demon power.

The giant wings are golden, seven or eight meters in size, and they are covered with strange scales. Between the sparkles of the fire, there is an incomparable power.

This is the Innate Divine Ability Golden Crow wing of their Golden Crow Clan. Only the clansman with pure bloodline can awaken, so that they will have the Golden Crow speed which is superior to the same generation.

“Even Golden Crow wings are used!”

Many Golden Crow Clan juniors eyelids twitched, knowing that Wu Yifei is angry, they are ready to use Golden Crow to deal with Yang Xuan with extreme speed .

In the distance, Ulu and the others were equally shocked. Someone whispered: “With the speed of Golden Crow wings, the human brat named Yang Xuan is defeated.”

“This child has been apprentice Feng Qingyang, and he must be a master, but now it is hard to make a rash assertion.”

“Ulu, you brought this child into the mountains. Do you know his origin?”

p>

“…”

Ulu is silent. Apart from knowing that Yang Xuan is Feng Qingyang’s discipline, he doesn’t know anything about Yang Xuan’s identity and background. He even looked down upon him not long ago. Yang Xuan, unexpectedly this Human Race young man looks deeply hidden.

……

Above the square, Wu Yifei’s wings hit the sky, and he looked down at Yang Xuan and said, “human brat, it’s too late for you to admit defeat.”

“In my Yang Xuan dictionary, there has never been a confession.”

Yang Xuan coldly smiled.

“If you don’t admit defeat, I will hit you until you admit defeat.”

Wu Yifei’s eyes burst with cold light, and a pair of Golden Crow wings shined brightly, lifelike, and rushed down in an instant.

Yang Xuan’s figure fluttered back, avoiding Wu Yifei’s culling, and at the same time the blood light on his ribs shone, a pair of blood-colored giant wings appeared, the whole body was like cast of blood, exuding extremely coquettish的光华.

“What is this!?”

“A pair of scarlet wings, is it the Martial Spirit of Human Race?”

“No, this is Blood Race’s Innate Divine Ability blood wings, this child is a Blood Race!”

This world, the noises keep coming and going, almost everyone is stared wide-eyed.

Some of the juniors of Golden Crow Clan who just flew to the top of the mountain saw the blood-colored wings on Yang Xuan’s ribs, and their faces showed astonished expressions.

Even Wu Yifei was surprised and blurted out: “You are the blood wing of Blood Race!?”

“Yes, this is the blood wing. ”