Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin: I Set Taboos in the Heavens

Chapter 208 Beautiful Phoenix, Arrogant Bird!
The golden-winged Peng King is here.

His aura was much stronger than the last time Fang Qing saw him. It seemed that during the days when he was defeated by Fang Qing, he had gained a lot of good fortune, and he became braver after knowing his shame, and his strength increased a lot again.

When the Golden Winged Peng King came, many elite talents from various sects could not help but stay away from him. Even though the Golden Winged Peng King had been defeated by Fang Qing, his power was still extremely terrifying, and no one dared to act presumptuously in front of him.

Many young geniuses retreated, but Fang Qing's expression remained unchanged, which immediately attracted the attention of the Golden-winged Peng King.

His eyes glanced over coldly, sweeping over Fang Qing, as if he wanted to see through Fang Qing's secret, and seemed curious as to why there would be someone disrespectful enough to challenge his authority at this critical moment.

Does this guy really think that just because Taoist Qingxuan defeated him once, anyone can run wild in front of him?
The Golden-winged Peng King's gaze was extremely cold and oppressive as it fell on Fang Qing.

Fang Qing's expression remained calm. He looked back at the Golden Winged Peng King indifferently. During the exchange of eyes, his gaze seemed like the stars and the universe, able to embrace everything. However, the Golden Winged Peng King's gaze fell into Fang Qing's and he was almost lost.

"You are Fang Qing? Very good, I'll see if your bones are that hard later!"

The Golden-winged Peng King snorted coldly and walked forward.

In his heart, he felt an inexplicable dissatisfaction with the person in front of him, so he spoke directly and acted lawless.

Since he is dissatisfied, he will naturally deal with this person after a while.

This is him, arrogant and domineering, I am the hero!

"are you crazy."

Fang Qing looked at the Golden-winged Little Peng King who was dissatisfied with him, and a look of speechlessness appeared on his face.

Although his vest beat the Golden-Winged Peng King severely, it was the first time for his real body to meet the Golden-Winged Peng King. This guy actually said that he wanted to see if his bones were hard later?

Is this person so arrogant that he comes directly towards him?

"What did you say?"

The Golden-winged Peng King had already left, but when he heard Fang Qing's words, his eyes lit up, and he moved his body and appeared in front of Fang Qing, punching Fang Qing.

In the residence of the mighty Crane Clan, the Golden-winged Peng King acted as he said and punched Fang Qing hard.

Fang Qing also threw a punch. His fist seemed to be stronger than the Daluo Silver Essence and sharper than the peerless sword energy. His fist was full of star power, sword energy, and countless array patterns. There were too many mysteries contained in his terrifying body.

When the two fists collided, the palm of the Golden Winged Peng King felt numb. His fist hit Fang Qing's iron fist and he was actually hit so hard that he started bleeding.

His fist was broken.

Golden blood is flowing, and every drop of blood looks very precious and suitable for making medicine.

"I am not seeing things! The Golden Winged Little Peng King fought Fang Qing with a punch, but he was still no match for Fang Qing!"

"Did you see that? There is golden blood on the fist of the Golden Winged Little Peng King. That blood is the legendary Tianpeng's real blood!"

"Yes, it is the true blood of the Sky Peng. According to rumors, this is a treasure obtained by the old King Peng during his early years of training. It is a rare sacred object left by the ancestors of the Sky Peng clan, which can help his descendants cultivate into the holy body of the Sky Peng!"

"The Golden Winged Little Peng King has actually been baptized by the blood of the Sky Peng, and his body has become stronger than ever before. Why is it that he still loses when fighting against the young masters of the Taixuan Sect?"

"Taixuan Sect is not a sect in the central part of East Wilderness, but a super sect in the southern region of East Wilderness. Taixuan Sect has 108 main peaks, and the most powerful one is called Xingfeng. They use the power of endless stars to refine their bodies, and their physical strength is also very terrifying!"

"No wonder it's like that. I was wondering if the peerless genius from Taixuan Sect would dare to compete with the Golden Winged Little Peng King in terms of physical strength, and he actually had the upper hand in this competition!"

"Is Fang Qing the next Qingxuan Taoist? If he steps on the Golden Winged Little Peng King to ascend to power again, won't the Golden Winged Little Peng King's Dao heart collapse?"

Many cultivators were shocked when they saw the scene just now. They thought that the Golden-winged Little Peng King dared to attack at will, but they did not expect that Fang Qing dared to compete with the Golden-winged Little Peng King in physical strength and even won the competition.

"what?"

The eyes of the Golden-winged Little Peng King became increasingly gloomy. Golden light flowed on his fist, and the injured parts quickly recovered, and soon there was no damage at all. However, his face became even colder, as if he wanted to kill Fang Qing with his eyes.

"If you don't agree, wait until the birthday banquet is over and I'll fight you. Now is not the time to fight."

After Fang Qing injured the Golden Winged Peng King with one move, he did not take any more action. Instead, he spoke directly and conveyed his words.

Suddenly, many divine thoughts were transmitted from deeper inside the mansion, as if wanting to see what was happening outside.

Among these divine thoughts, there were some legendary saint-level figures, which fell on Fang Qing and the Golden-winged Little Peng King, causing the Golden-winged Little Peng King to calm down a bit.

"I am waiting for you."

He looked at Fang Qing deeply and walked forward.

"Who has the time to pick up a bird? But since he has cleansed his body with the blood of the Sky Peng, there is some point in continuing the fight."

Fang Qing glanced at the departing Golden-winged Peng King and was speechless.

Some people are really too arrogant. If others are in the same place with them and they don't give way or bow their heads a little, they will be noticed by that person and will make things difficult for them.

The Golden Winged Peng King was undoubtedly such a person. He was invincible in the central East Wilderness. When he arrived at the residence of the Immortal Crane Clan, he was satisfied that the young geniuses of other major sects were respectful to him. When he saw that Fang Qing was not respectful, he took action, but was defeated again.

“If this little bird loses again, I’m afraid that not only will it lose the demeanor of a great emperor, it will also lose the demeanor of a king of slaying.”

Fang Qing continued on the journey with the big black dog and her daughter.

After he injured the Golden Winged Peng King with his physical strength, it did have some effect. Many young geniuses began to be in awe of him. Even the Holy Son of Zifu Holy Land and the Holy Girl of Dayan Holy Land looked at him with more solemnity in their eyes.

The Taoist nun from Daoyi Holy Land and Fairy Zixia, the saint from Zifu Holy Land, looked at Fang Qing, seemingly thinking about something.

Taixuan Sect is a super sect in the southern area of ​​East Wilderness, but Fang Qing, a disciple of Taixuan Sect, has never heard of it. He can actually compete with the Golden Winged Peng King in physical strength, and seems to be a powerful figure.

The young Taoist nun from Daoyi Holy Land even felt that Fang Qing seemed familiar, but not familiar. This should be the first time she met Fang Qing.

"Brother Fang, I'm here! Look here!"

A familiar voice came from a distance. It was Feng Lie from the Wind Clan, and next to him was a beautiful woman.

The woman was wearing a bright five-colored dress that seemed to be woven from the feathers of a phoenix. It was extremely gorgeous and dazzling.

She wore a phoenix mask on her face, which was so radiant that ordinary cultivators could not forget to wear it.

But even if you can't see her face, you can tell that this is a peerless beauty. She has a slender body and a graceful figure. There is a layer of light flowing in her body. Her whole body is gleaming with rosy clouds, and her figure is charming, and there seems to be no flaw at all.

The peerless genius of the Wind Clan, Phoenix!
Her reputation spread throughout the Eastern Wilds, and she was ranked high among the women in the entire Eastern Wilds. She was regarded as the most beautiful young woman in the Eastern Wilds along with the demon princess Yan Ruyu, the Saint Girl of Yao Chi, the Saint Girl of Yao Guang, An Miaoyi and others. What was particularly striking was her strong talent for spiritual practice. She had created a magical art at the age of thirteen, and even fought a draw with the Golden Winged Peng King.

In the past years, her reputation really shook the entire Eastern Wilderness, but after the Golden-winged Little Peng King was defeated by Taoist Qingxuan, her record of a draw with the Golden-winged Little Peng King began to lose some of its luster. Of course, she is still a peerless genius and the most powerful among the younger generation of the Wind Clan.

The arrival of Feng Lie and Fenghuang at this time immediately attracted everyone's attention. Young men and women, all looked at Fenghuang.

Many young geniuses from major sects came over, wanting to talk to Phoenix.

But Phoenix looked indifferent, with an air of "no strangers allowed".

When Fang Qing looked over, she also looked at Fang Qing and said, "Hello, Brother Fang."

When these words came out, many young geniuses were shocked. They never thought that the Feng family's pearl Phoenix, who was famous in the East Wilderness, would speak to Fang Qing in person. What an honor it was for Fang Qing.

Fang Qing's expression remained calm, and he replied, "Hello, fellow Taoist."

Then he stopped talking to the beautiful lady.

This scene made many young geniuses feel difficult to understand.

That was Fenghuang, a peerless beauty, who took the initiative to talk to Fang Qing, but he was putting on airs?

If it were them, they would have talked more eagerly.

Fang Qing's expression was calm. Be it the Phoenix or the Saintess of the Purple Mansion, even if they were peerless beauties, so what? He already had a Taoist partner.

That fellow Taoist was still struggling with him.

This is enough.

Everyone had their own thoughts, and under the guidance of the cultivators of the Crane Clan, they gradually took their seats.

Although Fang Qing and others are peerless talents of the younger generation, they cannot sit at the top seats at the birthday banquet of the great man of the Crane Clan.

Because there are many big shots coming this time, and there are also several Saint Lord-level beings.

Fang Qing met the protagonist of this birthday banquet, the chief of the Crane Clan.

It was an old figure, with white hair and a youthful face, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, but the aura he exuded was extremely terrifying.

In addition, Fang Qing also met the parent of the Golden Winged Little Peng King, the Old Peng King.

This is a tall and mighty old man with golden light all over his body. His hair is golden and his skin is golden. He truly deserves the title of "Golden-winged Old Peng King".

This man is a well-known master among the demon race, and also a big figure among the demon race in the central region. He had many adventures in his early years, and even obtained treasures from ancient sages. After his practice to this point, he can be called a peerless figure.

In addition, the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan also came. He looked like a middle-aged man, with black hair like a waterfall, deep eyes, and powerful strength.

The Holy Lord of Wanchu Holy Land arrived again. He was an old man with white hair as white as snow. He was in good spirits, but his life span was not long.

This holy lord lived for more than two thousand years and his strength was unfathomable.

The Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion Holy Land also arrived and attended the banquet hosted by the Chief of the Crane Clan.

Many saints gathered together and sat in the main hall. As for Fang Qing, the Golden Winged Peng King, the Phoenix, the little Taoist nun from Daoyi Holy Land, the Purple Mansion Saint Girl and others, they could only sit far away.

Fang Qing looked at these saints and the many peerless geniuses. He felt the aura of Tao flowing in the void. It would be even better if they fought.

But this is obviously impossible. With so many saints gathered together, who would dare to be so presumptuous and come to attack?
The atmosphere in the field was very cheerful, and soon it was time to present gifts.

Fang Qing took out a Star-Shining Stone. There was already a lot of star power in this Star-Shining Stone. The starlight flowed like water, which was enough to speed up the cultivation of the cultivator sitting on it. At night, this Star-Shining Stone could even absorb the power of the stars.

Fang Qing explained the function of this Star Stone as a gift.

The head of the Crane Clan, the old man, looked over with a smile on his face. "I never thought that the peerless genius of the Taixuan Sect would come to my birthday banquet and give me such a valuable gift. I am really happy. If you go back, please say hello to your headmaster for me. I know the headmaster of your Taixuan Sect and have talked to him many times."

The chief of the Crane tribe smiled and looked at Fang Qing with a look of approval in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and a ray of light flew out and landed in front of Fang Qing.

"This is the divine feather I shed when I was young. It is quite hard. You can use it to refine an artifact. It can be regarded as my gift to you. Otherwise, if the head of your Taixuan Sect knew about it, he would definitely say that I am stingy. I am offering my birthday wishes to you, but I don't show any appreciation."

The chief of the Crane Clan spoke, signaling Fang Qing not to refuse but to accept it directly.

According to him, it is a great thought for the younger generation to wish the elders a happy birthday, and of course the elders should express their gratitude.

If you don't express it, it won't be justified.

"Thank you, senior!"

Fang Qing then accepted the divine feather.

His gaze turned to the divine feather in front of him. This was the divine feather that the great man of the Crane Clan shed when he was young.

Although it was said to be from his youth, Fang Qing could probably tell that this divine feather was at least a feather that had shed when he was at the first level of the Immortal Stage. It had many veins and patterns on it, and was extremely solid.

If you collect more feathers like this, you can even make a fan that, when you wave it slightly, will cause the earth to shake.

It can be said that this Sendai-level weapon material is a very precious return gift, at least for those young geniuses.

Fang Qing saw that many young talents were becoming more and more envious, and some were even beginning to become jealous.

Among them was a young man, a disciple of Ziwei Sect, who was extremely envious and wanted to snatch it away.

Even the pearl of the East Wasteland, the Phoenix, looked at Fang Qing again, as if he didn't understand why this powerful man from the Crane Clan would reward him with such a precious treasure.

But no matter how curious they were, no one would jump out to ask the reason at this time.

Even the stubborn Golden Winged Peng King would not stand up and ask why at this time, but the look he gave Fang Qing was still cold.

Fang Qing sat back in his seat, his soul reflecting the divine feathers of the Crane Clan leader.

"Cranes, peacocks, rocs, all species in the world can actually work hard to improve themselves and cultivate to an extremely powerful state. Even ants can do it."

Fang Qing sat in his seat, comprehending many details.

And the party continued.

Such a banquet was full of joy, with the older generation talking at the top and the younger generation communicating at the bottom. There was also singing and dancing, and beautiful demon girls were singing and dancing, making the whole banquet very harmonious.

But the Golden-winged Peng King couldn't sit still. He thought for a long time and finally stood up and spoke to the powerful men of the Crane Clan, hoping to have a fight to cheer up the Crane Clan leader.

"We've heard the songs and dances before. When the younger generation gathers together, they're bound to get itchy. I understand. Let them have some fun and we'll take a look."

The chief of the Crane tribe smiled and agreed to this matter.

"I, as a descendant, have really disturbed your banquet."

Old King Peng looked a little unhappy.

"They are all small matters. When we were young, we also loved to fight with each other. Besides, this is how the world is. Let them play for a while and stop when it's enough."

The Crane Clan leader laughed.

"it is good!"

The Golden Winged Little Peng King looked at Fang Qing and said, "Come and fight!"

(End of this chapter)