Chapter 608: A Catastrophic Disaster

"What made you so anxious?"

Qin Lang scattered the bone sword and came to Yuehu to ask.

"Do you still remember the Jin Peng we taught you in the [Cat of the Meteor God]?" Veins popped up on Yue Hu's forehead, sweat oozed out, and he was obviously very nervous.

"Remember, what happened?"

Qin Lang nodded.

"Jin Peng's master [Prison King Peng] came back from hunting. When he heard that his heir was humiliated, he was very angry and threatened to destroy your Qin Palace immediately!" Yuehu wiped his sweat.

"What is the origin of this [Prison-Suppressing Peng King], so loud?"

Qin Lang frowned.

"He is the only remaining pure-blooded descendant of the Prison-Suppressing Peng Royal Family. He has mastered several six-ring techniques since he was born. Coupled with his own Peng Royal Family bloodline, he has the confidence to be proud of the gods. His combat power is at the peak of the sky. Ranked seventh!”

Yuehu's face was condensed, "Now is not the time to talk nonsense. Hurry and hide with me. Based on my understanding of him, he won't stay at Tianshang Peak for too long. When he leaves you and come back, you can live in peace." ”

"I was the one who injured his heir. What does it have to do with Qin Lang? I have heard of the famous name of the Prison Peng royal family. Unfortunately, I have never had the chance to fight with him. Now, the opportunity has come." The champion swordsman was full of fighting spirit.

In the dictionary of the Champion Sword Master, there is no fear, only fighting!

"Mr. Sword Saint, I know you are the strongest ancient god, but the power of the Prison-Suppressing Peng King is definitely beyond your imagination."

"That's best. What I'm most afraid of is that he's just trying to gain fame."

"Qin Lang!"

Buzz!

At this time, a thunderous sound suddenly sounded from outside the Qin Palace barrier. Even though there was a layer of barrier between them, the sound still made people's eardrums hurt. Many people living in Qin Palace

, the lower-level residents almost fainted after hearing this sound.

"court death!"

Qin Lang's face darkened and he rushed out regardless of Yue Hu's obstruction.

This indiscriminate attack on civilians touched his nerves!

Outside Qin Palace, tens of thousands of gods gathered at this time.

They include palace masters from various palaces, as well as gods who use Tianshang Peak as their nest to practice. They are densely packed in the air and watching the excitement.

For the vast majority of Tianshang Peak members, the Prison-Suppressing Peng King is someone they can only look up to, and they hope to learn techniques from his battles.

"Are you Qin Lang?"

The man who spoke was wearing golden armor, holding a trident, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and looked very heroic.

The two people following behind him were Jin Peng and the goddess who had been severely punished by the champion sword master that day.

"Prince Suppressing Prison Peng, I don't have any objection if you cause trouble for me. Why are you attacking other people in the Qin Palace?"

Qin Lang asked in a cold voice.

The prison-suppressing Peng King's body shimmered with divine brilliance, his expression was neither happy nor sad, and his eyes were full of contempt, as if he was looking at ants.

He said calmly: "When have I ever attacked other people? It was just my normal voice. If they can't bear my normal speaking voice, then they deserve to die."

"Prison-Suppressing Peng King, don't forget the rules of Tianshang Peak. Members are not allowed to kill each other!" Yuehu gritted his teeth. It was obvious that he was holding on. He was very afraid of this Prison-Suppressing Peng King.

"Yue Hu, do you have the right to speak here?"

The Prison-Suppressing Peng King stretched out his hand and said, "Get down here!"

"Ouch!"

An irresistible strange force came down and knocked Yuehu out of his original form. Yuehu screamed and wanted to escape, but unfortunately he was a step too late and his body was killed.

Suppressing him to death, it looks like he is surrendering at the feet of the Prison-Suppressing Peng King. This posture is quite shameful for any palace master.

"Let me go!" Yue Hu struggled hard, but it was of no use. The difference in strength was too great.

"Yue Hu, you never imagined that you would also have today!"

"You deserve it! Just because you have the support of the champion swordsman, you just insult us and insult your father. No one can save you this time!"

Jin Peng and Goddess Ji let out cheerful taunts, finally letting go of the bad breath that had been held in their hearts for more than a month.

"What do you want?"

Qin Lang was too lazy to explain too much and asked directly.

"I have two paths for you to choose."

The Prison-Suppressing Peng King raised two slender fingers, "First, become my slave. You can be promoted to the True God. Your strength is still passable. I call you a slave. It is not a shame. As for your Qin Palace, of course You want to be merged into the Prison Suppressing Palace and become a subsidiary of the Prison Suppressing Palace. Second, I will cripple you first and then defeat the Qin Palace to prevent people from thinking that I, the Prison Suppressing Peng King, are easy to bully."

"Qin Lang, if you know this, kneel down immediately and thank your father for your mercy."

"A little true god, what are you talking about? King Peng will strangle you to death as easily as an ant!"

Jin Peng and Goddess Ji vividly interpret the four words "dog versus man".

Qin Lang silently summoned the bone sword, "Stop dreaming, it's impossible, if you want to fight, fight!"

"It's not that I didn't give you a choice. Since you are seeking your own death, don't blame me."

The Prison-Suppressing Peng King stretched out a palm and planned to repeat his old tricks to suppress Qin Lang.

The champion swordsman who had been silent suddenly rushed out from Qin Lang's side, swung his big sword, and struck hard.

"snort!"

Even if it is as strong as a town

It was impossible for the Prison Roc King to ignore the all-out blow of the strongest ancient god. He let out a muffled grunt and struck a halberd with his backhand. The two terrifying air currents collided, and the aftermath caused shattered the clouds in the sky. The sword glow The light of the halberd disappeared in pairs.

"The strongest ancient god, the champion swordsman."

The Prison Peng King nodded, "It seems that you are planning to stand up for Qin Lang."

The champion swordsman remained silent and continued to accumulate strength.

"Very good, today I will take away your title of the strongest ancient god to see how arrogant you can be!"

The Prison-Suppressing Peng King was extremely fierce. He opened his arms and roared to the sky. He stirred up thunder and fire from the sky and formed a pair of hundred-meter-long wings of thunder and fire behind him.

"Woo!"

With its big wings flapping, the Prison-Suppressing Peng King brought up a string of afterimages and slammed into the Champion Sword Master.

Keng!

Sparks fly!

The champion swordsman was pushed back with his trident by the Prison-Suppressing Peng King.

Qin Lang's pupils suddenly condensed. This was the first time that the champion swordsman lost to an ancient god of the same level in a power duel!

The Prison-Suppressing Peng King is simply ridiculously strong!

The champion swordsman retreated for thousands of meters, managed to stabilize his body, let out a dull roar and shook the Prison Suppressing Peng King away, and slashed at him diagonally with his sword in both hands.

This is the main fighting style of the Champion Sword Master, a return to his original nature.

The Prison-Suppressing Peng King showed no expression and waved his trident repeatedly to resist. Every time the two weapons collided, the aftereffects of earth-shattering power would erupt.

"As expected of the most powerful ancient god!"

The prison-suppressing Peng King was blocked by the opponent for more than a hundred consecutive attacks. He couldn't help but praise, "It's a pity that your opponent is me who has just been promoted to the ancient god! So, just lie down!"

——[Jinpeng’s prison-suppressing power]

With a scream, a terrifying roc bird appeared behind the prison-suppressing roc king, and struck down with one claw, holding him tightly

Grasping the shoulders of the champion swordsman, the indestructible armor actually showed spider web-like cracks under this blow!

"Jinpeng's prison-suppressing power! This is the unique martial art of the prison-suppressing Jinpeng clan. It can explode several times its combat power in an instant and can break through all defenses in the world!"

"What a terrifying prison-suppressing king. He can actually have an absolute advantage against the strongest ancient god!"

"Idiot, didn't you listen to what he said just now? He has been promoted to the Ancient God. In the upper god stage, the Prison Suppressing Peng King can become the seventh-ranked master. After being promoted to the Ancient God, his combat power has increased countless times. The Champion Sword It’s strange that the Holy Society is his opponent!”

"It seems that the title of the strongest ancient god today is really going to change hands."

The onlookers had different opinions, but no one was optimistic about the champion sword master.

no way.

It’s not that the most powerful ancient god has low gold content, but that his opponent is the Prison-Suppressing Peng King, a race that lives purely on fighting!

"Teacher Juggernaut!"

Qin Lang clenched his fists and silently cheered for the champion sword master.

Qin Lang is very nervous and very upset, because he knows that in this level of battle, even if he is a true god, he cannot intervene. He is currently at least one level different from the Prison-Suppressing Peng King!

Click!

Click!

As the Prison-Suppressing Peng King continued to exert force, the armor finally shattered.

The Prison-Suppressing Peng King let out a burst of laughter, "The strongest ancient god is nothing more than that. A turtle with a shrunken head who only knows how to hide in armor. Watch me crush all your armor!"

Attack again!

This time, the attack is even stronger!

Dang, Dang, Dang! Dang, Dang, Dang!

The Prison Suppressing Peng King's attacks were like a violent storm, not stopping for a moment. Soon the Champion Sword Master's armor was covered in scars, his knee pads, wrist pads were damaged one after another, and even his helmet showed signs of being broken.

"That's all you are

Want to break my armor? "

This was the first time the champion swordsman spoke.

"Why, are you scared?" King Zhenjing Peng smiled.

The champion swordsman said calmly: "You are indeed very strong, but you are not strong enough to take away the title of the strongest ancient god. You made a huge mistake."

"Oh? What's the mistake?" The Prison-Suppressing Peng King was sure of victory and was in no rush to attack.

"What this armor protects is never myself, but the enemy."

"Hahahaha! Are you crazy!" Prison Suppressing King Peng laughed.

There was also a burst of laughter from around them. They really respected the champion swordsman from the bottom of their hearts, but it was really beneath their dignity to be beaten into talking nonsense.

Click!

The champion swordsman did not explain, but slowly raised his right arm. The armor fell off after a loud noise and fell to the ground.

Click! Kaka!

More and more armors were separated from the champion sword master. Under a large ray of divine light, he revealed a body that was not burly and could even be said to be a little thin. His body was wrapped with bandages soaked in blood.

"Teacher Juggernaut?! He... was injured? When did it happen?"

Qin Lang's eyes widened in disbelief.

The champion swordsman finally took off his helmet, revealing shawl silver hair and a childish face.

"Um?"

The Prison-Suppressing Peng King was stunned.

Qin Lang was also stunned.

Everyone was shocked by the appearance of the champion sword master.

The strongest ancient god and champion swordsman is actually a girl?

Click!

The girl swung the giant sword in her hand and slashed at the Prison-Suppressing Peng King, more than ten times faster than before!

"So fast!"

The Prison-Suppressing Peng King, who was famous for his speed, was taken aback and hurriedly waved his halberd to resist, but unfortunately he was a step too late and his body was cut in half.

"hiss

"

The Prison-Suppressing Peng King hurriedly flew backwards and reconnected with his body, "How can you be so fast? Is it that armor?"

Without saying a word, the girl swung her giant sword and struck again!

"presumptuous!"

The Prison-Suppressing Peng King was furious and stopped holding back. The wings of thunder and fire shook violently behind his back, and he and the Golden Peng's shadow both collided with the girl's slashing attack.

The two lights and shadows shot away!

The girl turned around slowly, her silver hair swaying in the wind.

"puff"

"Puff"

"Puff puff puff"

There were hundreds of wounds on the body of the Prison-Suppressing Peng King, and blood was pouring out.

"vomit"

The Prison-Suppressing Peng King vomited out a large mouthful of blood and lost his original indifference. "The strongest ancient god is really powerful. I lost."

"It's late."

The girl's voice was sweet, like a silver bell, but full of murderous intent.

The moment he raised his sword, a voice sounded: "Keep someone under the sword."

The girl turned a deaf ear and without any hesitation, struck down hard.

This is the consistent style of the champion swordsman. It not only distinguishes between superior and inferior, but also determines life and death.

"Damn it! I told you to keep someone under your sword!"

The owner of the voice was very angry, but it was of no use. The giant sword had already chopped off the head of the Prison-Suppressing Peng King.

This being who definitely had the ability and potential to participate in the final battle just fell.

The whole audience was shocked, and no one even dared to breathe.

A strange young man appeared in the scene, looking at the prison-suppressing Peng King with a dead look, his body trembled, and he was so angry that he could not speak: "You, you"

"Ah! You, the Prison-Suppressing Peng King, how did you kill him?!"

The old Dragon King arrived at this time, and when he saw the body of the Prison Peng King, his face turned pale with fear.

"Ouch! Ouch!!"

old dragon

The king beat his chest and said, "How can you kill him? Do you know that you have caused a big disaster?"

"He was the one who provoked first, and Teacher Juggernaut was just forced to fight back." Qin Lang came to the girl immediately.