And at this time.

On the dragon-slaying platform.

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons finally displayed this terrifying holy weapon.

"Xiao Changfeng, if you can die under the sacred weapon, you are enough to smile!"

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons holds the peacock feather in his hand, and is sure of victory.

"Next, let me show you the power of peacock feathers!"

The spiritual energy surged wildly and submerged into the peacock feather.

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons moved the peacock feathers, displaying the power of the holy weapon.

boom!

In an instant.

The power of the saint is even stronger.

The air on the Dragon-Slaying Platform seemed to be frozen.

The light of black iron, like the blazing sun, suddenly surged, dazzling and dazzling.

"not good!"

Hong Daoyuan's face changed drastically, and he was shocked.

In desperation, he planned to take out the amulet given to him by the President.

But it seems it's too late.

At this time, he was still several hundred meters away from the Dragon Slaying Platform.

However, Peacock Ling was less than a hundred meters away from Xiao Changfeng.

Whoosh whoosh!

The peacock feathers were stirred up.

In an instant, the entire iron fan spread out.

It turned into three hundred and sixty-five poisonous needles.

The poisonous needle rose into the air, under the control of the Hundred Poison Saint Son.

Go straight to Xiao Changfeng.

Three hundred and sixty-five poisonous needles turned into a peacock in mid-air.

Like a proud peacock, opening its tail!

Beautiful, but also dangerous and deadly.

Boom!

The air was directly penetrated, and the peacock descended to earth like a mythical beast.

With unparalleled divine power.

To tear the enemy in front of you into pieces.

"It's over, Xiao Changfeng is dead!"

See this scene.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Although I am not on the Dragon Slaying Platform, I can still feel the deadly aura on the peacock feathers.

This moment.

Everyone expressed condolences to Xiao Changfeng.

No one thought he could withstand the lethality of Peacock Ling.

"Haha, go to hell!"

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons showed ecstasy and laughed ferociously.

It was as if I had seen the tragic death of Xiao Changfeng being shot into a sieve.

And at this time.

Xiao Changfeng stood there with a calm expression.

Facing this frightening peacock feather, he showed no fear at all.

But this peacock feather is very scary.

Even if he had a divine body, he would never be able to stop him.

"Here comes the sword!"

Xiao Changfeng had a thought in his mind.

In an instant.

A ray of bronze light rose into the sky from his Dantian.

Like a true dragon soaring into the sky, soaring through the nine heavens.

This moment.

In front of hundreds of thousands of people.

The flying sword flew out of the sky and chopped off the peacock feathers.

when!

A deafening metallic sound echoed in all directions.

Soon everyone saw it.

The majestic peacock feather let out a mournful cry and fell to the ground from mid-air.

And at this time.

Xiao Changfeng smiled slightly at Saint Son of Poisons.
Chapter completed!