C528 Zhan Zhuangpeng

"Awoo! Awoo! Aowuu ~ ~ "

Wu Chen and the others, who were originally as calm as still water, suddenly erupted with a powerful roar. It was like the cry of a beast, deafening to the ears. Some of them even jumped up and stood on chairs, dancing. They knew that their boss had returned!

Pride Sword had returned!

They knew that they no longer had to be bullied by the joint forces of the two parties like in the past. After being bullied by the inner circle disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, they were finally going to walk out of the darkness.

His existence was destined to bring boundless light to them, bringing them to glory.

Boss has returned. . . ----

Du Pengfei opened his heavy eyes. At first, he was not used to the dazzling light. The main reason was that he had been holding onto the thought of death for too long. He had closed his eyes for too long.

However, there was doubt in his eyes. Why did the half-moon-shaped saber disappear and why was there a person in a white robe standing in front of him? And why were Wu Chen and the others so happy!

Everything was so strange. It was as if the world had changed too much after they slept.

Wait, why was the back of this white-clothed figure so familiar? It was as if he had seen it somewhere before!

At this moment, he suddenly heard the white figure speak slowly and forcefully, "The ones you want to kill are the people from Ancient Dragon Party and Haixu Party! Because all of you deserve to die! "

Hearing this, Du Pengfei's pupils dilated. In the entire Heavenly Sword Sect, there was no one else besides him who dared to say such words to both parties!

He had returned!

The proud sword had returned!

The white figure did not care about that, as he sprang forward with the Wind Step. He immediately treated the distance between them as three steps.

They took advantage of the time when he was no longer around to bully my brother. If I had just returned to the dormitory, my brother would have already died!

If you dare to kill your own brother, then what's there to care about? Kill them all!

"Tyrannical King Fist!"

An overbearing king aura suddenly spread out, filling the entire spatial zone. Even Du Pengfei who was so far away could feel the domineering aura contained within. The entire spatial zone had become much heavier, and the air had become much heavier.

"Fist Collapse!"

Jian Ao threw out a punch. The heaven and earth split apart, and a massive domineering aura materialized. The terrifying aura shook the air, and the brick on top of the new stage rose up once again. Bang! Bang! That was the power of Jian Ao's punch.

Zhuang Peng's pupils constricted. Although he was shocked by the opponent's strength, the fact was that White Clouthed Young Man's strength was truly shocking to him. However, shock was one thing, and fear was another.

If he was afraid, Zhuang Peng might have already left. The reason why he stayed behind was because he was confident that he could at least retreat safely.

Just like what he had said before, the Flying Martial Technique was not a fake! It was almost invincible against those below the king level!

Zhuang Peng did not think that White Clouthed Young Man could break his Dark Wind Wings.

"His strength has really shocked me!" Looking at the fist that was coming at him, the fist enlarged in his eyes. Zhuang Peng didn't put him in his eyes at all, as if it was just a small matter.

"But strength doesn't refer to all physical strength. One must have a powerful cultivation technique and martial skill. " After saying that, he looked at Jian Ao with disdain, obviously not thinking that Jian Ao could do it.

The existence of the Flying Martial Technique could actually prove that a family was prosperous and had existed for a long time.

Jian Ao raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice. "Didn't I tell you just now? Do your parents know that you like to talk nonsense so much?"

"If you want to fight, then fight. If you want to kill, then kill. Why are you talking so much? Wasting time, wasting time? "

"You have plenty of time. You don't need to use it as time, but I'm sorry. I don't have any extra time. Is everything very busy?"

"You are very annoying, you know?"

Jian Ao didn't intend to give Zhuang Peng too much face. He just made a sarcastic comment.

"You. . . " Zhuang Peng was stunned for a moment, then he exploded with anger.

How many years had it been since someone dared to scold him like that? Even though there was a saying that scolded you and hit you was because he cared about you! But you and I both know that it is scolding you!

"Watch my fist!"

Jian Ao shouted. There was no other way. It was his fault that he was beautiful and would remind him of his opponent!

That punch had a domineering aura inside it. It was bold and aggressive, and it was full of the aura of supremacy in the world.

Although Zhuang Peng said it was righteous, he didn't dare to take the punch head on.

"A bunch of wild men! Wild men who only know how to use their strength!" Zhuang Peng said coldly. "There are too many strange martial skills on the continent. Flying for a long time is one of them!"

Jian Ao was afraid that he did not understand. He said it simply and concisely. It did not mean that he did not want to talk about it in detail, but he found that Jian Ao's fist was already close to him.

"Flying Martial Technique, as the name implies, it gives people the ability to fly freely in the sky like birds!"

"Are you done with your nonsense?" Jian Ao was silent for a while, giving him some time to think. "If you are done, then die!"

Jian Ao lost his confidence in this person who liked to talk too much nonsense. Wind blew under his feet, and the ground shrank into an inch. He took five steps forward and attacked his chest.

Apart from the Tyrannical King Fist's power, even the power of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Body was added to this punch. Once he was hit by this punch, it would definitely pierce through his chest.

As a member of the Zhuang family, Zhuang Peng had some knowledge about this. If not, he was afraid that he would have been killed and plotted against many times. He still had the ability to make such a judgment.

"An ant is regretful, but I think an ant is regretful!" Zhuang Peng laughed loudly. "Do you think I am just trying to kill you, but trying to avoid it? Besides, don't you see the pair of wings on my back? This was what the Flying Martial Technique wanted! Of course, even after I told you so much, you still don't understand! Haha! "

Weng!

The black wind wings trembled like butterflies flapping their wings. Oh no, it was originally a pair of wings. As it flapped its wings, a strong wind rose up and instantly flew up into the sky, dodging Jian Ao's punch.

"Haha! Did you see that? This is the Flying Martial Technique!" Zhuang Peng's loud laughter came from the sky.

"Eh, the Flying Martial Technique!" Jian Ao was speechless for a while. "It can indeed give me a life-saving ability, but this speed is much slower than stepping on the void. After all, flying in the void is one of the abilities of a king!"

Looking at Zhuang Peng, Jian Ao shook his head. It would be a piece of cake for him to kill Zhuang Peng!

Sword control to kill the enemy!

This could also be said to be a different kind of technique that allowed one to step on the void and fly in the void!