Chapter 492 Jinpeng leader

  Boom——!

At this time, the clouds in the sky suddenly surged, a gust of wind blew, and there was a sound of war drums in the Tianjiao battlefield, as if a **** was beating the drums, and the drums spread like ripples, shocking everyone's hearts, everyone All blood boiled.

   The sound of the drum from ancient times means that the second level of Tianjiao Battlefield has officially started!

   "It's terrible. There are tens of thousands of leaders in the Eastern Wasteland, but only a hundred people have entered the second level. It is really a big wave washing the sand. Only the truly strong can enter this step."

   "Except for the Jindan late-stage monk, I always feel that he is due to luck, otherwise it would be impossible to enter the second level."

   "What's going on, the second level will be decided after the meeting. This person doesn't know who will be the leader in the duel. You must know that people who can get out of the first level are definitely not good."

"In the second round, he will definitely die tragically. My emperor brother was definitely killed by the cooperation of other leaders. He must have slipped through the net and just escaped." The sixteenth prince of Fengguo clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He didn't believe that Jin Dan could win the battle among the ninety-nine leaders in the later stage.

   "I don't think this kid will go far, and his strength is always limited in the late stage of Jindan!" An old man in the late stage of refining gods shook his head and said, looking down on Chen Fan.

   Phew!

At the same time, the second level of the ancient battlefield officially started. A hundred leaders from the Eastern Wilderness appeared in everyone's field of vision, and the teleportation circle outside them began to rotate. In the incomparably huge real battlefield in midair, fifty arenas manifested out of thin air.

   Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two white lights flashed in succession, and two figures appeared on the first arena. One of them was petite, but he was carrying a black sword box bigger than him behind him, and he had a face on his face that would be difficult for a late stage alchemist. The ghost mask that was discovered was the Dugu Ghost Sword.

The one who fought against him was a woman from the three-tailed demon fox tribe. This woman was very beautiful. She only wore a few strands of silk on her body, revealing a lot of white skin like snow. On her chest, she even showed two peaks like snow. Crisp half-exposed breasts, charming and charming, the three fox tails behind her are very long, and the hair is soft and crystal clear, making it impossible for people to feel disgusted, but it adds a hint of charm to her.

"The charm that you can't escape even during the **** refining period! Dugu Ghost Sword, let's see how long you can last today!" The woman of the three-tailed fox family showed a charming smile on her face, her beautiful eyes were like electric eyes, and she looked at Dugu Ghost Sword tenderly. .

  However, Dugu Ghost Sword did not waver at all, did not speak, and stared coldly at the woman in front of him, as if looking at a pile of bones.

   Whoosh!

  Almost at the same time, two figures also appeared on other arenas, both of which were opponents assigned by the battle venue.

   Mu Yunshui was facing an ordinary-looking man, holding a Lingbao-level sword inlaid with jade, which vaguely formed a kind of restraint, which was very terrifying.

Chen Fan was also teleported to a ring. Opposite him stood a black-haired man with a shawl. What was shocking was that there was a pair of golden wings on the back of this man. The feathers were extremely delicate and crystal clear. It is so clear that you can even see the strong bones and muscles under the feathers. This is a pair of very powerful golden wings.

"Oh my God, that boy is finished, and he actually met a leader of the Jinpeng clan!" At this moment, the crowd at the gathering place suddenly exclaimed, and everyone's eyes turned to the arena in the ancient battlefield, falling on Chen Fan and the leader of the Jinpeng clan. body.

   "It seems that this is the end! It is said that this leader of the Jinpeng clan has cultivated the incomplete Kunpeng treasure technique, and his attack methods are extremely powerful."

   "Some people say that the blood of the ancient Kunpeng flows in this family. Although it is not pure enough, it has enough conditions to practice Kunpeng treasures. This leader is the descendant with the strongest blood in this family."

   "The fairy road of the green-clothed boy is over! It's a pity for this talent, and his silkworm seal!" An old man shook his head slightly and sighed.

  Everyone felt that Chen Fan was finished!

Even the leader of the Jinpeng tribe, when he saw Chen Fan standing in front of him, there was a strange look in his eyes, and he laughed coldly: "It's good luck, the little Tianjiao in the late stage of Jindan, this second round will see you." Come on, I'm going to take it easily, and I can save my strength to enter the third level!"

  Its eyes were full of contempt and joking, and it never took Chen Fan seriously.

  A sword cultivator in the late Jindan period, against a famous leader who inherited the incomplete Kunpeng treasure technique, was a battle without any suspense.

   "Come on, let me see how you survived the first level." The leader of the Jinpeng tribe was very proud, and he faced Chen Fan with the attitude of a senior to a junior.

   As soon as the voice fell, it also shot without hesitation. It wanted to make a quick decision. The golden wings behind it danced slightly, and the hands of the leader of the Jinpeng tribe suddenly grew sharp claws.

   Phew!

   An invisible slash that was more terrifying than sword energy swept towards Chen Fan. Chen Fan's expression was calm and indifferent.

boom!

  The invisible slash landed directly on the ring, leaving a very obvious trace.

   "Kunpeng Slash?" Chen Fan frowned slightly. He also recognized the man's origin. Apart from the Jinpeng clan, I am afraid that no other clan has mastered the Kunpeng treasure technique. Even if it is incomplete, its power is very extraordinary.

"Hey, you actually avoided it. Is this the rumored Jiugongbu?" The leader of the Jinpeng tribe also showed a hint of amusement on his face, and then the pair of golden wings behind him suddenly flapped, and the man's whole body blurred from the original place and turned into a streak. The phantom disappeared in front of Chen Fan's eyes in an instant.

   Phew!

Countless kunpeng cuts manifested, and the half-moon-shaped sharp air enveloped Chenfan, sealing off all his escape routes. The figure of the leader of the Jinpeng clan finally stopped and appeared above Chenfan, with sharp claws drawn out in the void. Two golden lights directly attacked Xiang Chenfan's head.

"Oops!" On the ground, the bald bird's face suddenly sank. It is very clear about the power of the Kunpeng treasure technique, and its attacking power is almost the first. Step, it is very difficult to dodge this blow.

   "This kid has grown up. Everyone knows that facing the Kunpeng treasure technique, one must constantly change one's position and fight with the Kunpeng, otherwise he will only become a turtle in an urn!" Seeing this, an old man in the late stage of refining God couldn't help shaking his head.

"Hehe, I have already said that this person is not good, and he will always fall. The first test just now was just caused by luck. ?” Many young monks in the gathering place shook their heads, because they were dissatisfied. They were also late Jindan, but the other party dared to enter the battlefield. They felt that only Chen Fan’s death could give them a comfort, proving that Tianjiao’s battlefield is definitely not Jindan. Dan Qi can touch it.

"it's over!"

  The leader of the Jinpeng tribe showed a wicked smile on his face, and his voice was very cold.

   "Really?" But at this moment, a voice that seemed to come from under the Nine Nethers came from behind the leader of the Jinpeng clan.

  (end of this chapter)