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Chapter 344 Entering the top three

Then, Peng Jiutian spoke to Xuanyuan Hao, "I didn't expect that you, a sixth-rank prince, would rise all the way and come to this point!" Peng Jiutian showed his appreciation, and he continued, "But you should stop, no one can stop me!"

"If you don't try it, how can you know?" Xuanyuan Hao responded lightly.

He naturally felt the violent and fierce aura from Peng Jiutian. He did not doubt that this was the strongest opponent that Xuanyuan Hao encountered after entering the Xuanwu Realm.

"Then let's fight, let's distinguish between the top and bottom!" Peng Jiutian's voice was indifferent, his eyes were filled with great confidence, and then his footsteps began to stroll out, and a terrifying aura continued to spread, extremely powerful.

"Demon clan!" Xuanyuan Hao whispered, quite surprised. Demon clans are rare in the world, and Peng Jiutian's surname is Peng, so it is probably not difficult to imagine its intention.

Sure enough, a golden penis stood up above Peng Jiutian's head, and the terrifying demonic power suppressed everything. Moreover, Peng Jiutian's temperament also changed significantly, and he was quite handsome.

Peng Jiutian, descendants of Peng.

Not only that, at the moment when the golden penis roared, the magic power rolled, and a wisp of terrifying holy will directly enveloped Peng Jiutian.

"Peng is the king of demons, you have no power to fight!"

"But you are a golden Peng, not a real big Peng!" Xuanyuan Hao responded, and the big Peng spread his wings and hated the sky low, but the big Peng is a big Peng, not a golden Peng. Xuanyuan Hao still understands this.

"It's all the same!" Pengjiu spoke, the golden penis spread its wings, the demonic power rolled, the demonic power suppressed, and the golden penis wings suddenly crushed Xuanyuan Hao, as if blocking the heavens.

The sound of the piano is lingering, from softness to violentness, and the sound of the killing piano whistles out.

Xuanyuan Hao didn't even look at the opponent's attack, but just plucked the strings suddenly.

Buzz ~

The rhythm condenses the light of the killing sword, and breaks through the air ahead.

Bang bang bang ~

The sword light collapsed and the golden penis disappeared.

The sound of the piano continues, and the light of the killing sword is destroyed and reborn, endless. The sound of the piano comes, and the light of the sword kills the heaven and earth. The endless sword storm gathers up, and the sword lights slashes fall into the air, as if killing the enemy thousands of miles away.

Peng Jiutian is naturally not a fool. His piano sound is high and suitable for ranged attacks. Therefore, he naturally has to fight in close combat, and then he strolls in the void, with magic power and holy will suppress it.

Bang bang ~

Suddenly, the endless sword light was destroyed, and Peng Jiutian was still walking, constantly approaching Xuanyuan Hao's original deity. No matter how strong Qin Yi's Xiaosha energy was, it seemed that it could not shake Peng Jiutian who was walking around.

However, when Xuanyuan Hao was still a hundred meters away, suddenly, the rhythm was like a flowing water in the mountains, whistling down towards the nine heavens. The rhythm became stronger and stronger, and the sword energy became colder and colder.

Wow~

At this moment, a surging sword light slashed towards Peng Jiutian, and everything was wiped out wherever it passed.

As for Xuanyuan Hao, he had not yet looked at Peng Jiutian, the sound of the piano still filled the space.

Boom ~

With a loud bang, the hall trembled. At the moment the sword fell, all the power of the demon disappeared. Peng Jiutian was slashed back to the original position by Xuanyuan Hao's sword, as if within a hundred meters, just like a forbidden land, and it cannot be crossed by half a step.

Gradually, Peng Jiutian's eyes became bleak.

He cannot be defeated, he also wants to inherit the inheritance of the Demon Saint, how can he be defeated?

Dong ~

Suddenly, Peng Jiutian stepped forward, the magic power roared, and the golden penis roared at the sky and earth. Suddenly, the golden penis roared towards Xuanyuan Hao with the power of the rolling piano. Wherever he passed, the magic power destroyed everything.

"Destroy!" Xuanyuan Hao snorted coldly, the sound of the piano became even higher, and the spear turned into endless music was soaring to the sky, and the whirlpool of destruction roared.

Bang bang bang ~

The golden-winged roc was destroyed and disappeared into the Demon Palace.

"Is this saint misunderstood?" The remnant soul of the Demon Saint who had been floating in the sky couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Before, Xuanyuan Hao stepped forward to understand the demon golem, and Xuanyuan Hao was not worthy of inheritance.

But after a few battles, no one seemed to be able to stop Xuanyuan Hao's pace.

More importantly, Xuanyuan Hao still made a counterattack with the sixth-grade king. Such talent seemed to be above anyone among them.

So the Demon God thought in his heart that if Xuanyuan Hao was the last person to stay, at least he would have to hand over the inheritance to him, it would be fine.

He is the Demon Saint, and no one wants his inheritance.

Another battlefield.

The sword king's sword power roared, and there was no distraction in each sword intent. He was the purest sword cultivator. After ten years of hardening his sword, he had a deep obsession with the sword and a clear sword heart. When every sword he killed at Xiao Qi, he carried a terrifying pure sword power.

Of course, Xiao Qi is naturally not an ordinary person. He stepped in the void and his sword energy was constantly around him.

Bang bang bang ~

The endless sword light that the sword king burst out was destroyed by Xiao Qi in just a moment. The two stood in the void and stared at each other. The sword energy around them was cold, which made people outside shocked.

The battle between the two most outstanding sword cultivators may be difficult to decide the outcome for a while, but their understanding of the sword is amazing.

What is the peak battle?

I'm afraid, that's it.

Many people even wondered who would lose the two of them?

"It's so wonderful over there too!" Someone glanced at Xuanyuan Hao's battlefield and suddenly found that Xuanyuan Hao and Peng Jiutian battle were also extremely exciting. This scene made people sigh at Xuanyuan Hao's strength.

A mere sixth-rank king and prince, Peng Jiutian could not conquer it for a long time.

"Kill!" In the Demon Palace, Peng Jiutian shouted loudly, and a demon seal grabbed Xuanyuan Hao from the above ground, which was extremely terrifying. The magical storm continued to sweep towards Xuanyuan Hao, making Xuanyuan Hao's battlefield dark.

"Are you going to decide the winner?" Seeing this, people from the outside world were shocked. Xuanyuan Hao could last until now, which was extraordinary enough.

Boom ~

At this moment, the magical storm exploded, the handprint disappeared, and the high piano sound turned into endless attacks and killed the Peng Jiutian. One blow was stronger than the other, and it continued.

Puff ~

With a light sound, a sword light suddenly penetrated through Peng Jiutian's body. At the same time, a wave of qin sounds came to kill, and the sword energy killed the sky.

Seeing this, Peng Jiutian looked shocked and immediately stepped on the void, and Dapeng grabbed it out with his sharp claws.

Bang bang ~

The sword lights that broke through the sky disappeared, but they still made Peng Jiutian spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Peng Jiutian is injured, how is this possible!" The crowd on the overpass, their eyes passed through the transparent palace and found that Peng Jiutian was vomiting blood continuously, and they were obviously injured.

Someone said: "Is Peng Jiutian going to be kicked out of the third place by Xuanyuan Hao?"

At this moment, Peng Jiutian's face was pale and his eyes showed disappointment. Is Peng Jiutian going to lose before he entered the third league?

"Do you still have to hold on?" Xuanyuan Hao played the piano with both hands, looking down at Peng Jiutian, with a bit of the temperament of a zither Saint.
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