Suppress King Xiaopeng!

… …

Lin Dong took the immortal flame flower and continued deeper into the valley.

The strength he had just displayed was enough to deter some petty individuals.

But he had underestimated the heroes of the world… …

Suddenly, Lin Dong felt a powerful aura behind him rushing towards him, and he stopped.

Boom!

Behind him, a golden figure chased after him. Its golden feathers were dazzling and pierced through the sky, leaving a long Void Realm crack.

"Human Race, leave the immortal flame flower!"

The Golden-Winged Great Peng was extremely fast, spreading its wings for ninety thousand miles.

A cold, golden claw descended, covering the heavens and earth, tearing through them, and striking Lin Dong's back with immense force.

"Boom!"

Lin Dong turned and punched out, fierce and domineering, with powerful Physical Body strength.

Rumble!

Fists and claws collided, and terrifying energy waves surged in all directions, Laws intertwined, devouring everything in the heavens and earth.

A figure was sent flying back a thousand feet, stumbling backward. It was none other than Little Peng King, who looked at Lin Dong with surprise.

"I underestimated you!"

"A Human Race actually has such a powerful Physical Body? Interesting!"

Little Peng King's Yao Race eyes flickered with golden light, his gaze domineering, and his voice thundered. He was a Golden-Winged Great Peng of the Primordial Yao Race, renowned for his powerful Physical Body and extreme speed.

Yet, the young man before him possessed a mysterious movement Divine Ability.

His speed was no weaker than his own; he had chased Lin Dong for a long time before catching up.

Moreover, this person's Physical Body was actually no weaker than his own.

Even though he hadn't used his full strength just now, it truly surprised him. No wonder he could consecutively kill several King Realm mighty figures.

"But in front of this King, it's still not enough."

As the Little Peng King of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan, a generation's Young Supreme, he naturally possessed an invincible belief. Otherwise, where would he get the confidence to chase after him?

It was just killing a few King Realm cultivators; who hadn't killed any?

No matter how strong Lin Dong was, as long as the two hadn't fought head-on, Little Peng King remained unconvinced.

He firmly believed that he was no weaker than anyone.

This was a belief unique to a Young Supreme; to prove the Dao, one must possess the belief and means to sweep aside all enemies.

"Are you done with your nonsense?"

Lin Dong was indifferent and domineering, stepping on the Line Character Secret, and punching out. His fist light was world-shaking, piercing through the sky.

No matter your myriad beliefs, my fists can shatter them!

Little Peng King's wings vibrated, his feathers shimmering with dazzling golden light, streaking across the sky like a bolt of lightning, easily dodging the punch.

"Compared to me in Physical Body, you, a Human Race, are still not enough."

"This King will show you the terror of my Golden-Winged Great Peng clan's Bloodline returning to its ancestors."

Little Peng King transformed into human form, with two golden wings on his back. His golden Qi and Blood surged, rising from his head into the sky.

Boom!

A golden beam of light shot into the sky, piercing through the heavens.

Little Peng King charged at Lin Dong. At the Peak of the Purple Palace Realm, he had already comprehended Law. He was indeed a Young Supreme of his race.

He was an existence capable of slaying King Realm mighty figures.

But Lin Dong was no pushover. He punched back with incomparable ferocity.

Lin Dong's hand sometimes turned into a fist, sometimes into a claw. Vast Imperial Dragon Qi surged, Dragon roars shook the heavens, furiously colliding with Little Peng King.

"Roar!"

"Rumble!"

"What's on your body is indeed Dragon Clan Divine Ability, a disgusting aura."

Little Peng King unleashed various killing arts, dazzling and brilliant, shaking all directions.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng clan and the Dragon Clan were natural enemies, with an irreconcilable blood feud, an enmity etched into their Bloodline and flowing through countless ages.

"Die!"

Little Peng King's eyes were cold.

No wonder he had felt a disgusting aura on Lin Dong just now, which made him chase after him without hesitation.

"Control the Wind and Clouds."

"Feather Shatters Heaven and Earth!"

With a wave of his arm, the wind and clouds of heaven and earth changed color, as if he were a god controlling them.

Moreover, golden feathers rained down, like a shower of swords, overwhelming Lin Dong.

These were two major Divine Abilities of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan, powerful and terrifying, enough to instantly kill a King Realm cultivator.

But facing such a terrifying offensive, Lin Dong acted as if he hadn't seen it, still punching out, piercing through the sky and shattering all Laws and Divine Abilities.

Little Peng King was pushed back. Lin Dong's punch landed heavily on his wing, causing him pain.

The more Little Peng King fought, the more his heart trembled. His Bloodline had long since returned to its ancestors, and his Physical Body was unmatched.

He was confident that even against legendary Supreme Physiques like the Heavenly Yao Physique, his Physical Body would not be much inferior.

Yet, the Human Race he faced now had Qi and Blood as vast as a Dragon.

Clashing with him was like facing a pure-blooded True Dragon, making him retreat step by step.

His proud Physical Body was simply not enough.

Moreover, this person's speed was extremely fast; even the Great Peng's extreme speed couldn't gain any advantage, which was unbelievable.

"Who are you? State your name?"

"This King never kills nameless nobodies!"

Little Peng King was shaken, his Qi and Blood churning, his sharp gaze fixed on Lin Dong.

If he hadn't clearly felt that the other party was a Human Race, he would truly suspect that this person was a humanoid True Dragon in human skin.

"The one who kills you, Lin Dong!"

Lin Dong's eyes were extremely bright; every punch and kick he delivered shook mountains and rivers.

Little Peng King was enraged and laughed instead: "A nameless nobody dares to be so arrogant? Your Qi and Blood are very vigorous; if this King eats your flesh and blood, it will definitely be a great tonic!"

The indestructible golden claw descended from the sky.

This claw could easily tear open Dragon scales and rip apart True Dragons.

Bang, clang clang!

In an instant, the two exchanged dozens of blows. Heaven and earth shattered, the Void Realm crumbled, and the entire Vatican Sky Valley rumbled. For a time, neither could do anything to the other.

"Hiss!"

"Little Peng King, who is the other person?"

"He actually fought Little Peng King to a standstill at Purple Palace Realm Fourth Heaven."

The commotion here attracted many powerful cultivators to watch, making their scalps tingle. The battle between two Purple Palace Realm cultivators was no less than a battle between two high-level King Realm mighty figures.

Is this the combat power of a Young Supreme?

An old expert's deep old eyes said: "No, you're wrong. It's not a standstill; he seems to be suppressing Little Peng King!"

Boom!

As the sharp-eyed old man's voice fell.

A golden figure flew backward, crashing heavily into the valley. Heaven and earth collapsed, and the sun and moon lost their light.

I don't believe it!

Little Peng King's mouth was bleeding, and he charged forward desperately.

He was of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan with an ancestral Bloodline, how powerful! He was destined to sweep across the Nine Provinces and battle on the ancient starry road. How could he be willing to fall here, defeated by a nameless nobody?

"Is that all?"

"And you dare to call yourself a Young Supreme?"

"If not for the Saint-Grade weapon protecting you, you would have already become a pile of rotten mud."

Lin Dong's eyes were domineering, his posture as tall as a demon god, and another palm descended from the sky. Little Peng King vomited blood and flew backward.

"Pfft!"

A golden scale armor on Little Peng King's body shimmered, absorbing eighty percent of the power. It had a rich Saint-Grade aura.

He charged up again, fearless of death, and engaged in a life-and-death struggle with Lin Dong.

It must be said that Little Peng King was truly strong, worthy of the name Young Supreme.

His combat power was unparalleled and absolutely the strongest among the younger generation Lin Dong had ever seen. Xueji Marquis, a first-rate King Realm cultivator, was definitely no match for Little Peng King.

Both his speed and Physical Body were among the best in the world.

It was likely that among the younger generation in Qingzhou, he would truly find few opponents.

However, Little Peng King's luck was very bad.

He met Lin Dong, a ruthless individual who received Heavenly Dao's blessing in the Tiangang Realm. His combat power had long been tempered to the Peak of the extreme, making him invincible among those of the same cultivation level.

Buzz!

At this moment, a brilliant sword light pierced the sky. Lu Tian, the Divine Son of the Lu family, descended, forcefully entering the battle. Two Young Supremes fought against Lin Dong.

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