Chapter 707: The cost of losing

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The needles falling all over the field were audible, and everyone was shocked. Is the Fighting Saint King trying to prevent King Tianpeng from leaving?

Many people couldn't help but raised their minds and watched all this nervously.

Especially those strong men in the Dragon Phoenix Academy are almost about to manifest in the world, and the streaks of supreme aura appearing on the body, tearing the void, it is very terrible.

They were all attracted to the superb seedling of King Tianpeng, and if the Saint King of Fighting really wanted to make a move, they would obviously stop it.

And on the more distant sky, some terrifying auras appeared at some point, and accompanied by the monstrous terrifying demon power, the sky was overwhelming, closely watching.

"Battle Saint King, what do you mean, Tianpeng Wang has clearly given up. As the Supreme Tianjiao, you can't be a bit supreme-minded and let people leave."

A figure suddenly appeared in front of the injured King Tianpeng. It wasn't anyone, but it was Zhao Wudao.

At this moment, he actually came to the front of King Tianpeng, staring at the Saint King of Fighting, appearing fearless, and it was surprising that a king would dare to question the King of Fighting. Isn't this looking for death?

However, in the eyes of many caring people, the eyes flickered, because they all could see that although this Zhao Wudao seemed fearless, he actually wanted to use the power of other people present to force the King of Fighting and dare not take action. , So that King Tianpeng and them can leave this area smoothly.

I have to admit that this Zhao Wudao is indeed a bit smart.

"Battle Saint King, you can be regarded as the first tenth heaven young supreme after the age of myth. You have defeated King Tianpeng. As a victor, you should not show some of the victor's mind and let Tianpeng King be safe. Do you want to leave?" Zhao Wudao spoke again, and he also got the approval of many people watching the game from afar.

However, a true king seemed very indifferent, and many super powers were silent.

Zhao Wudao was very satisfied with the approval of other people, but when he looked at the Immortal True King, no one stood up to respond, which made him a little disappointed.

It's just that he continued: "Battle Saint King, if you continue to do this, it will be difficult to show your supreme mind, and I will be ashamed to be with you."

"Noisy!"

The Fighting Saint King finally spoke, with only a soft drink, appearing very majestic, exploding in the sky, and carrying a strange magic power, making Zhao Wudao even struck by lightning, coughing up blood, and his expression pale as paper.

I could only hear that the fighting king looked down at Zhao Wudao condescendingly, and said indifferently, "It's just the Xiaoxiaozhi who has been let go by me over and over again and again, the king of the district, when is it your turn to speak? Don't stop talking. Kill you immediately."

As soon as the words came out, it was like a loud slap in the face of Zhao Wudao, silent but loud.

Zhao Wudao blushed, and he was so humiliated and cursed by the Fighting Saint King in the crowd, how could he bear it.

But he dare not speak, because the fighting sage in front of everyone knows that he is an extremely powerful and peerless figure of Tianjiao, who is rampant and fearless at all.

If it really annoys the fighting king and pushes it horizontally, who can stop this demon existence.

Immediately the Fighting Saint King no longer looked at Zhao Wudao, as if nothing, fell on King Tianpeng.

"What do you want?" Tianpeng Wang said.

The Fighting Saint King was condescending, and said indifferently: "You all want to come to attack the city. If you can leave without paying the corresponding price, don't everyone in the world think that I Fighting Saint King is easy to bully?"

These words make people chuckle, everyone is easy to bully, but you are not good to bully the Saint King.

"Leave the Tianpeng Eighteen Form and Tianpeng Dragon Slaying Technique, I can spare your life."

Under the starry sky, the Saint King Douzhan spoke slowly, but the words that came out made everyone stunned, dumbfounded, and immediately took a breath.

The Fighting Saint King actually wanted to ask for the Tianpeng Eighteenth Form and the Tianpeng Dragon Slaying Technique, because no matter which one it is, it is a truly unpassed secret technique among the Tianpeng Clan, and there are only real Tianjiao in the Tianpeng Clan Eligible for inheritance and cannot be spread easily.

King Tianpeng's expression changed abruptly, and he immediately refused: "No, these two divine arts are the secrets of my Tianpeng technique that I don't pass on, and it's difficult for non-my people to display them."

"Whether it can be displayed, give it to me." Fighting Saint King Jinhui overflowed, and his whole person was aloof, as ethereal as an immortal, and he always seemed very calm.

This makes King Tianpeng feel uncomfortable, and he can’t wait to look up to the sky. He has never tried to be so helpless and as strong as him. He has never experienced such helplessness in his life, pushing the invincible hand of the same generation horizontally. People look down and oppress.

"I said, this is the secret of my Tianpeng clan that will not be passed on, and cannot be passed on. You should kill me."

Although King Tianpeng was defeated, he would rather die than surrender than surrender the secret technique of his clan.

boom--

The five fingers of the fighting king spread out and turned into an immortal monument. The whole body was overflowing with bright golden runes. He went straight down to shoot, and with a thud, the whole person of Tianpeng King was directly photographed torn and bloody. , Almost broken to pieces, not miserable.

Crackling--

The sound of intertwined muscles and bones suddenly resounded, and the ancestral bloodline in King Tianpeng's body was resuscitating, and he autonomously repaired the wounded body and restored the immortal body.

This is the indestructible celestial body of the Golden-winged Roc Bird, its blood is so powerful that it cannot be destroyed at all.

However, Ye Chen's eyes suddenly shot out two bright light beams, which directly enveloped King Tianpeng, unexpectedly containing a strange power, making it difficult for King Tianpeng's blood to repair the wound.

This is the reversal of the **** king's resurrection technique ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ which was personally performed by people like Ye Chen. I don't know how terrifying it is. It is a repair trajectory that can completely reverse the power of blood.

"what--"

King Tianpeng roared with pain, and the power of blood in his body was colliding with Saint King's retrograde magic technique, causing his whole body to explode, making him even more miserable.

"I said, hand over the Tianpeng Eighteenth Form and Tianpeng Dragon Slaying Technique, and I will spare you." Fighting Saint King appeared in front of Tianpeng King with a sigh, carrying his hands on his back, condescendingly.

And his eyebrows glowed, and a colorful illusory Taoist sword appeared. It was the Yuanshen Taoist sword. It cut straight out, almost splitting the Tianpeng king in half, with blood splashing.

boom--

The power of the blood in the Tianpeng King's body was boiling, and a piece of complex and mysterious Dao Mark rules emerged, and it was necessary to surpass the retrograde **** king's resurrection technique and repair the injury.

"Ok?"

Fighting Saint King's eyes were deep, and it reflected all of this, and wanted to thoroughly penetrate everything in King Tianpeng's body.