Chapter 707 The Price of Losing

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Needles could be heard all over the venue, and everyone was shocked. Is Dou Zhan Sheng Wang trying to prevent King Tianpeng from leaving?

Many people couldn't help raising their minds, watching everything in front of them nervously.

Especially those powerhouses of Dragon Phoenix Academy, who are almost manifesting in the world, wisps of the most powerful aura on their bodies are overflowing and appearing, tearing the void, which is very terrifying.

They all took a fancy to the top-quality seedling King Tianpeng, and if the Saint King Dou Zhan really wanted to make a move, they would obviously stop it.

And on the farther sky, some extremely terrifying auras appeared at some point, and accompanied by the monstrous terrifying monster power, oppressing the sky, and paying close attention to it.

"Dou Zhan Sheng Wang, what do you mean by this? King Tianpeng has already admitted defeat. As the supreme arrogance, can't you be a little bit supreme and let people leave."

A figure suddenly appeared in front of the injured King Tianpeng, it was none other than Zhao Wudao.

At this moment, he actually came in front of King Tianpeng, staring at Saint King Dou Zhan, looking fearless, making one wonder if a mere king would dare to question Saint King Dou Zhan, isn't he courting death?

But in the eyes of some caring people, their eyes are shining, because they can all see that although Zhao Wudao seems to be fearless, he clearly wants to use the power of other people present to force the Holy King of Dou Zhan not to make a move , so that King Tianpeng and them can leave this area smoothly.

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

"Wu Zhan Sheng Wang, you can be regarded as the first tenth heavenly young supreme after the age of mythology. You have already defeated King Tianpeng. As a winner, you should not show some victorious mind, so that King Tianpeng can be safe. Do you want to leave?" Zhao Wudao spoke again, and got the approval of many people watching the battle from afar.

But all the true kings seemed indifferent, and there were many superpowers who were silent.

Zhao Wudao was very satisfied with the approval attitude of others, but when he looked at the Immortal King, no one stood up and responded, which made him a little disappointed.

But he also continued: "Sage King Dou Zhan, if you continue like this, it will be difficult to show your supreme mind, and we will be ashamed to be with you."

"Noisy!"

The Saint King Dou Zhan finally spoke. He just let out a soft drink, which seemed very majestic. It exploded on the sky, carrying a strange magic power, which made Zhao Wudao feel as if he had been struck by lightning. He coughed up blood and looked as pale as paper.

I could only hear Dou Zhan Sheng Wang condescendingly looking down at Zhao Wudao,

He said indifferently and ruthlessly: "It's just a young man who was let go by me time and time again, the mere king, when is it your turn to speak? If you don't keep your mouth shut, I will kill you immediately."

As soon as this remark came out, it was like a loud slap on Zhao Wudao's face, silent but loud.

Zhao Wudao blushed, how could he bear being humiliated and scolded by Dou Zhan Shengwang in public.

But dare not speak out, because everyone knows that the Dou Zhan Sheng Wang in front of him is an extremely powerful and peerless arrogance, who is unscrupulous and fearless at all.

If you really annoyed the Saint King Dou Zhan and pushed him across, who could stop this demonic existence.

Immediately, the Dou Zhan Sheng Wang no longer looked at Zhao Wudao, and fell on Tianpeng King as if he had nothing to do.

"What do you want?" King Tianpeng said.

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

This remark made people laugh, everyone is easy to bully, but you are the only one who is not easy to bully.

"Leave Tianpeng's eighteen moves and Tianpeng's dragon-slaying technique, and I can spare your life."

Under the starry sky, Saint King Dou Zhan spoke slowly, but what he said made everyone startled, stunned, and immediately gasped.

The Holy King of Dou Zhan actually wanted to ask for the Eighteen Styles of Tianpeng and the Dragon Slaying Technique of Tianpeng, because no matter which one it is, it is a truly unspoiled secret technique among the Tianpeng clan, and there are only true geniuses in the Tianpeng clan Eligible for inheritance and should not be passed on easily.

King Tianpeng's expression suddenly changed again and again, and he immediately refused: "No, these two kinds of magical arts are the secrets of my Tianpeng arts, and it is difficult for non-members of my clan to perform them."

"Whether it can be displayed or not, leave it to me." The golden brilliance of the Dou Zhan Sheng Wang overflowed, and his whole body was transcendent, ethereal like a banishing fairy, and he always seemed very calm.

This made King Tianpeng feel very uncomfortable. He wished he could scream up to the sky. He had never experienced such aggrieved and helpless, powerful as him. In his whole life, he pushed the invincible opponent of his generation horizontally. He had never encountered such a helpless scene. People overlook and oppress.

"I said before that this is the secret of our Tianpeng clan that cannot be passed on. It cannot be passed on to the outside world. You should kill me."

Although King Tianpeng was defeated, he would rather die than surrender, and he was unwilling to hand over the secret technique that was not passed down in the clan.

boom--

The Holy King of Douzhan spread his five fingers and turned into an immortal stele. The whole body was filled with bright golden runes, and he slapped it straight down. With a bang, the whole body of King Tianpeng was slapped to pieces, bloody and bloody. , almost smashed to pieces, very miserable.

Crackling——

The sound of intertwining muscles and bones resounded suddenly, the ancestral blood in King Tianpeng's body was recovering, repairing the injured body autonomously, and restoring the immortal body.

This is the indestructible body of the golden-winged roc, whose bloodline is so powerful that it cannot be destroyed at all.

But Ye Chen's eyes suddenly shot out two bright beams of light, which directly enveloped King Tianpeng, which actually contained a strange power, making it difficult for King Tianpeng's blood to heal the wound.

This is the resurrection technique of reversing the god king. It is performed by people like Ye Chen himself. I don't know how terrifying it is. It can completely reverse the recovery track of the power of the blood.

"ah--"

King Tianpeng roared in pain, the power of the blood in his body was colliding with the retrograde magic of the Holy King Dou Zhan, causing his injuries to explode, making him even more miserable.

"I said, I will spare you if you hand over the Tianpeng Eighteen Forms and Tianpeng Dragon Slaying Technique." The Dou Zhan Sheng Wang appeared in front of Tianpeng King with his hands behind his back, condescending.

And the center of his brows glowed, and an illusory Dao sword with colorful glow appeared, it was the Yuan Shen Dao sword, and it was cut straight out, almost splitting King Tianpeng in half immediately, and blood spattered.

boom--

The power of the blood in King Tianpeng's body boiled up, and a complex and mysterious dao mark rule emerged unexpectedly, which was to surpass the resurrection technique of the retrograde god king and repair the injury.

"Um?"

The Holy King Dou Zhan's eyes were deep, reflecting all of this, wanting to thoroughly penetrate everything in King Tianpeng's body.