Chapter 94: The Power of the True Dragon Shocks the Dragon King

The golden-winged Little Peng King roared towards the sky, and boundless murderous intent swept across the heaven and earth. Countless golden divine rays shot up into the sky, like a surging sea tide, reaching above the nine heavens.

Tens of thousands of sharp swords emitting red-gold divine light sparkled in the sun. Each sword was several feet long, with cold light flashing on the sword edge. The sword energy condensed into a stream, shaking the void and making it emit a buzzing sound.

The one hundred and eight thousand swords were made by the Tianpeng clan using their own feathers, and their quality is no less than that of precious weapons.

Countless divine swords emitted blazing brilliance. The Golden-winged Peng King once used this method to crush countless geniuses, making him invincible among his peers.

"No matter who you are, even if you are a young emperor, you will never be able to stop my endless 180,000 swords!"

With countless divine swords in his hands, he gradually regained a bit of his usual confidence and majesty. Looking at Chai Xin with eyes full of murderous intent, he wished he could cut him into pieces.

"Go to hell!"

"Shhhhh!"

In an instant, thousands of divine swords were fired at the same time, stirring up the clouds for thousands of miles, and the momentum swept across the world. All the onlookers were shocked and retreated again and again.

"Little Peng King was completely aroused by Brother Chai, and he sacrificed the Pengyu Divine Sword that can cultivate both life and death."

The green-clothed little dragon king couldn't help but change color, and his eyes became more solemn.

Tu Fei and Ye Fan stared at the two people in the sky, holding their breath for a long time without saying a word, their hearts in their throats.

"This is a secret technique that bears the mark of racial inheritance. If the elders have extraordinary cultivation, it is indeed difficult to estimate how powerful this Pengyu Sword is."

Even the usually erratic Black Emperor became unusually serious at this moment, especially the look he gave Chai Xin was really special.

"What a pity, why is it a man..."

It murmured a few words in a low voice, and at the same time glanced at Ye Fan inconspicuously.

Obviously, this guy had already seen through Chai Xin's plan when he used purple energy to break the Golden-winged Little Peng King's territory.

"It is extremely rare for someone to have refined his own Pengyu Sword at this age, even in the history of the Tianpeng clan, which has produced many geniuses."

Suddenly, a cold and peaceful voice sounded, with a natural noble tone. It was not the arrogance of the Golden-winged Peng King, but a voice with profound background, great cultivation, restraint and indifference.

When they looked sideways, they saw a figure in white appearing not far away. The figure was holy and elegant, with impeccable facial features, like a fairy from heaven.

"your Highness!"

The little dragon king in green clasped his fists and saluted, introducing Yan Ruyu's identity to several people, saying that she was the descendant of the demon emperor.

"Don't pay attention to me, this battle cannot be missed."

Yan Ruyu nodded slightly, still staring at the battlefield in the distance.

In the sky, thousands of sword lights flashed, like meteorites falling from the sky, or like a violent storm, carrying the power to destroy everything, and slashed towards Chai Xin.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, each one was as thick as a bucket, and it kept hitting the target in the middle.

However, what shocked everyone was that such a terrifying attack was still unable to break through Chai Xin's defense!

Chai Xin stood in mid-air, his body flashing with a faint purple light. He remained calm from beginning to end, and no matter how many sword energies intertwined throughout his body, they could not hurt him at all.

Even his clothes were not torn.

"Hurry up and admit your mastery. You have already used all your strength, but I have not even used 30% of my strength. You will definitely lose today. Do not struggle fearlessly."

His tone was calm, not like he had just been through a big battle, but just a casual chat, and there was not even the slightest disorder in his breathing.

"As the saying goes, those who humiliate others will always be humiliated. To be honest, I don't want to fight with anyone. All this is your own fault."

The Golden-winged Peng King blushed upon hearing this. He was so arrogant and overbearing before, and all his contemptuous words were still ringing in his ears. But now he couldn't even touch a strand of the other person's hair, which made him feel ashamed and angry.

"You dare to insult my Tianpeng clan, boy, do you think your life is too long?"

Even so, he still refused to give in. He raised his hand and made a fist, and a pitch-black and cold halberd suddenly appeared in his palm.

"It's the Great Desolate Halberd! It's a demonic soldier that has been killing people all his life with the old Peng King. I don't know how many lives have been taken by it!"

The green-clothed little dragon king exclaimed, recognizing the weapon.

"What, is this the weapon used by the powerful to fight? This Little Peng King seems to be extremely proud, but it turns out to be so shameless!" Tu Fei was extremely worried and cursed angrily.

Yan Ruyu shook her head slightly and said, "This halberd has been sealed. Although it is still heavy and sharp, it cannot trigger its original power."

"Even so, it's shameless enough." Tu Fei's expression looked better, but he still cursed in a low voice.

"You should be proud of yourself, boy, to die under this halberd!"

The Golden-winged Little Peng King sneered, his golden wings vibrated behind him, and he flew across the sky holding the Great Wilderness Halberd.

"Tianpeng fights the dragon...kill it!"

His whole body was shining with golden light, as if burning with flames, and behind him appeared a magnificent image of a golden-winged roc soaring into the sky and fighting a blue dragon.

The terrifying feeling of oppression frightened everyone and created a bone-chilling chill.

The well-informed people in the crowd recognized this great killing technique, which could also be called a strange phenomenon, and they all couldn't help but gasp. "This technique is truly astonishing. There are even rumors that it can kill enemies across realms!"

"Yes, if Chai Xin continues to be arrogant, he will probably suffer a serious blow."

Many people were talking about it, looking at the Golden-winged Peng King with surprise.

"You are so stubborn that I have completely lost my patience."

Faced with this shocking scene, Chai Xin was not afraid at all. Instead, a hint of impatience appeared on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and used the Holy Fighting Technique for the first time in this battle. A dark shadow of a blue dragon suddenly appeared around him, his hair was dancing wildly, and his aura instantly reached its peak.

The Golden-winged Peng King, who had just recovered some of his strength, was suppressed again in an instant.

"How dare you say you can kill a real dragon? You are so ignorant and fearless, how arrogant you are!"

The shadow of the blue dragon around Chai Xin became more and more solid. This was a hint of the truth that he evolved based on the nine dragon corpses that pulled the giant bronze coffin.

"How can this be!"

Suddenly, the expression of the little dragon king in green below changed drastically, and he was more shocked than any moment before.

At the same time, in a water palace hundreds of miles away, the Green Dragon King, who had not changed his expression at all despite the shocking battle, suddenly opened his eyes wide and his body shook.

"The power of a real dragon?! It is indeed the power of a real dragon. Even I can't help but feel awe-inspiring..."

It is rumored that there are no real dragons in this world because there is no capacity to support them. Even if they were born, they would not be able to grow up and would disappear automatically.

But at this moment, King Qing Jiao actually felt a trace of the power of a real dragon!
This made it impossible for him to remain calm, because the true dragon was the path of his life and his hope for further progress.

"What is the reason..."

King Qing Jiao's eyes were as sharp as torches. He stared at Chai Xin from hundreds of miles away with an extremely serious expression.

In fact, the trace of true dragon power evolved by Chai Xin not only shocked the Green Dragon King and the Green-clothed Little Dragon King.

All the monsters present instinctively felt a huge sense of oppression, as if the dark dragon shadow that appeared in the field was a real dragon that had actually come from the end of the prehistoric world.

The dragon is the supreme being of the demon race and is born with a natural aura of oppression. This strict bloodline oppression is far more profound than that of the human race.

"This kid must have had a great adventure!"

Hei Huang's expression was more serious than ever before, with surprise glittering in his eyes.

"What's going on? Why are they reacting so strongly?"

Tu Fei asked through voice transmission. Although he could also feel the extraordinary power of Chai Xin's move, he didn't understand why these monsters reacted so violently.

Black Emperor shook his head and replied, "You are human, you can't feel the dragon's might."

Ye Fan stared at the shadow of the blue dragon, looking thoughtful. He had also seen the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin with his own eyes, so he naturally felt familiar with it.

Yan Ruyu, who was not far away, also frowned, finding it incredible. Even she, the direct descendant of the Demon Emperor, felt a kind of pressure from the black dragon's shadow that came from the depths of her blood. Although it was very subtle, it was still something she had never experienced before.
Above the sky, the Golden-winged Peng King was apparently frightened by that hint of dragon might. His furious expression froze for a moment, and his eyes flashed with surprise and doubt.

"Impossible! How can a human boy like you possess the might of a dragon? It's all an illusion! Break it for me!"

He quickly strengthened his confidence and tried hard to increase his fighting spirit. Golden light from his body shot up into the sky, and his wings fluttered again. He transformed into a golden-winged roc that blocked out the sky and the sun. Holding a murderous black halberd, he swooped down towards Chai Xin.

At the same time, the virtual image of the blue dragon on Chai Xin's body has become lifelike, and both its limbs and scales seem to be real.

"Yan!"

The black dragon that seemed to be cast from metal let out a terrifying roar. The terrifying pressure swept across the place, causing all the monsters in the entire small world to tremble. Many weak guys even trembled like a sieve and almost crawled on the ground.

The black dragon soared into the sky and rushed towards the golden-winged Roc. The surging divine power covered the sky and the earth. The long dragon tail swung out violently and hit the Roc's red-gold wings hard.

"boom!"

Boundless energy burst out violently, and the void trembled. The golden-winged Roc, which was so high-spirited before, suddenly let out a wail, and rich golden light continued to sprinkle from its wings, as if blood was flowing.

"King Xiaopeng, if you don't surrender, you will surely die!"

Chai Xin danced in white clothes, standing on the dragon head, with unparalleled aura and indifferent and calm eyes.

"No! I won't lose! I will fight even a real dragon, let alone a phantom like you!"

The Chicken-winged Little Peng King roared, revealing his true form of Tianpeng. He refused to accept defeat no matter what, and flapped his golden wings like crazy, with endless divine light shining brightly, and launched another charge.

"Seek death."

Chai Xin said this lightly, and then moved his palms together, further urging the Holy Fighting Technique. The black dragon claws under his feet broke through the air, almost tearing the sky apart, and grabbed the Peng bird's back fiercely.

"Wow!"

The golden-winged Roc let out a shrill scream that shook the earth, but the black dragon's attack did not stop. The dragon's body, which seemed to be made of divine iron, suddenly rolled up and hovered in mid-air, strangling the Roc's neck tightly, leaving it with no power to resist.

　From now on, it will be changed to 3,000 words per chapter, with a minimum of 6,000 words in two updates, but we will try our best to have 9,000 words in three updates.

　　This is the first update, there should be two more updates later
　　
　
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