Chapter 740 Emperor Chapter 769: You Lost

Using one's own white feathers as the basis of attack, if it reaches the extreme, it will be very terrifying, far beyond the ordinary king soldiers.

But few people can reach the extreme on this road.

The most important reason is that the process is too painful.

At the beginning, it was okay, just tempering one's own feathers according to the old method, but later it became more and more difficult, like an eagle that has reached old age.

If you want to be reborn, soar in the sky again, and become the king of the sky that deserves the name,

you must bear the pain of breaking and pulling out all the old feathers, old claws, and fangs on your body, and replace them with brand new claws and fangs.

He Wushuang naturally cannot live to old age, but he must do so.

Pull out one by one his own cover feathers and store them in his body, including the strongest feathers.

You must endure the pain of peeling the cover feathers off your body, and you must also endure the piercing pain of the feathers entering your body.

In this way, it will take another whole era.

He Wushuang finally managed to forge his wings that looked like they were carefully carved from white jade into a divine weapon that was no weaker than a king's weapon.

Moreover, since the wings were originally on his body, even if they were forged again, they were still much more convenient to use than other king's weapons, and he could use them as easily as using his own arms.

"Kill!"

He Wushuang's eyes were extremely cold, and with a monstrous killing intent and a terrible momentum, he rushed straight towards the Ten Crown King.

The silver-white sword feathers only shook slightly, and millions of sword beams rushed into the sky. The sky was trembling, as if it would be cut into countless pieces in the next moment.

The sword beams converged together, like an unimaginable torrent of steel, and they all rushed towards the Ten Crown King.

The shame of his domain for so many years must be regained today...

He Wushuang's eyes were fixed.

When they met in the boundary sea, the reason why he fled at the first time was naturally not because he was afraid.

But he was worried that the group of people would attack together.

After all, two fists can't beat four hands.

Even if it was him, if a group of people surrounded and beat him, he might die if he wasn't careful.

Not to mention that the other party was not an ordinary person.

The most important thing was that this group of people had such a precedent before. Although they were strong, if there were no rules, they would always like to bully the weak with the strong, so they had to be on guard.

The Ten-Crown King glanced at the Ten-Crown King, but didn't speak, but raised his arms slightly.

In an instant, the blood and qi in his body surged from the acupoints between his arms like wolf smoke, surging and shining, and the scorching temperature overflowed from the blood and qi of the Ten-Crown King. Just the circulation of blood and qi was enough to evaporate the rivers.

With the surge of blood and qi, blood and qi whirlpools visible to the naked eye instantly formed around the body of the Ten-Crown King.

The whirlpool was huge, hot and blazing, like countless rounds of suns hanging in the air, with rolling heat waves, directly engulfing those fierce sword beams.

The sword beams collided and rubbed in the vortex, making sharp hissing sounds, as if countless swords were cutting each other.

However, no matter how sharp the sword energy was, it could not break through those Qi and Blood Suns, and was worn out.

He Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly,

He did not expect that the Ten Crown King could dissolve his sword energy so easily.

But he was not too surprised.

After all, it was just the wind of his wings, and he did not expect to rely on these sword beams to hurt the opponent.

"Break!" He Wushuang shouted, and the sword feathers on his body, as thin as cicada wings, trembled slightly, and the whole person flew directly into the air.

On his body, the silver-white wings were brilliant and dazzling, as if an unimaginable huge moon rose from the sea, illuminating the entire battlefield.

"Hahaha, come on!"

The Ten Crown King roared and rushed up like a cannonball.

He was a burly man with muscular body and endless power in his body.

No matter what he learned or the world tree fairy seed in his body, all of them were about breaking ten skills with one force, and suppressing the world with a mighty and irresistible force.

The Ten-Crown King had an indifferent look in his eyes, and only the high and inextinguishable fighting spirit swept around him.

The moment he soared into the air, his hands quickly formed fist seals, and the True Dragon Fist, which had been mastered to the extreme, was directly killed.

At the same time, there was a huge True Dragon phantom on his body, roaring continuously, like an ancient god, guarding the Ten-Crown King.

"Boom!"

The True Dragon Fist roared out, and the real fist was like a dragon. Every time a punch fell, there would be a True Dragon phantom roaring out, and it would collide fiercely with the silver-white sword feathers on He Wushuang's body.

The sword feathers hissed, and the cranes screamed to the sky.

Hundreds of millions of silver-white sword feathers trembled in unison, and bursts of light chirped, forming a silver-white dazzling light curtain on He Wushuang's body.

Although the light curtain was damaged at the end, it still successfully resisted the fierce attack of the Ten-Crown King.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

He Wushuang let out a long roar, his eyes were red, he recited an unknown ancient scripture, and the silver-white sword wings on his body were shining.

However, it was no longer a dazzling silver light, but an oppressive blood-red light, and the light flowed, just like blood flowing.

The Ten-Crown King's eyes condensed slightly, like a giant peak, not daring to drag, and rushed out bathed in the golden light.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The fists were unmatched, shaking the world, but hitting He Wushuang's sword feathers was like a mud cow entering a pond, the blood-red halo flowed, but it could not break through He Wushuang's defense.

Outside the Heaven and Earth Arena.

It was an extremely open open-air square with a flat ground.

It was not built by humans.

Instead, it was gradually eroded by the power of wind and rain to become what it is today.

At this moment.

This place has long been overcrowded, so crowded that it is even shoulder to shoulder.

Almost all the creatures of the nearby races, as long as they can still move, rushed over, wanting to witness history, and even more wanting to see his domain raise its head and avenge its previous shame.

Countless sights intertwined into a huge net, as if to take in every detail of the battlefield.

One was a freak that made many immortal ancestors in his domain complain bitterly.

One was the leader of the younger generation in his domain in the past, and the current king-level ancestor, the most powerful one in the domain, whether it was in the past or now, it was extremely glorious and never ended.

The battle between the two sides did not need to be deliberately promoted at all.

Not to mention that the collision between kings was rare, and it was rare, especially under such a public eye.

Everyone in the foreign domain did not dare to breathe, for fear of missing any details.

The most central position of this plain is also the most suitable position for viewing.

Tuwazi and others are stationed there.

All the surrounding positions are vacant, as if no strangers are allowed to approach.

Of course, no alien creatures dare to run over, and they are too late to avoid them.

"Let alone anything else, He Wushuang's bird feathers are really strong, and I don't know how they are forged."

Tuwazi retracted his gaze and couldn't help but comment.

He was not worried about the safety of the Ten-Champion.

After all, he was the master who dominated the Three Thousand Continents Tianjiao Competition for ten generations. He became famous at a young age and had an unimaginable world-class style in his youth.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to say that even he was not the opponent of the Ten-Champion.

Although he could be regarded as a Tianjiao, he was still a little worse than the real Tianjiao.

Although the collision between the two seemed to be evenly matched,

Tuwazi knew very well in his heart that

the Ten-Champion's means were far more than these, and there were still many tricks that had not been shown.

However, the solidity of He Wushuang's feathers really frightened him...

As the young generation with equal fame in the village, they had sparred and exchanged ideas with each other in private.

Even though he had a body made of thick earth and was born with the ability to withstand blows, he could not withstand many punches from the Ten-Crown King.

The opponent's punch marks had already been completely derived from the True Dragon Fist and integrated into his own Dao. The power was terrifying and could easily shatter the galaxy and cut off the star system.

But he did not expect that He Wushuang's physique was so strong. The sword feathers on his body seemed as thin as cicada wings, but they could withstand so many punches from the Ten-Crown King!

Gu Chen, Exiled Immortal and others spoke, staring at the ring intently.

Thinking about how to break the opponent's feathers if they were to go on stage.

There must be a winner between the two sides.

This is a fight to the death, and only the winner can fight to the end alive.

However, due to the special nature of the Heaven and Earth Arena, even if you die in battle, you can be resurrected after a short delay.

In the field.

The battle between the Ten-Crown King and He Wushuang has reached a fever pitch.

The two of them fought back and forth, punching each other, and every collision would cause a shocking sound, as if to tear the entire space apart.

A blood-red light flowed on He Wushuang's wings, and every swing would bring about a bloody storm, and a monstrous black fog spread from the bloody rain, covering his own breath, making it difficult for the Ten-Crown King to grasp the opponent's figure.

The Ten-Crown King was bathed in golden light, like an undefeated god of war, and remained motionless no matter what kind of attack he faced.

Every punch and every kick contained the righteousness between heaven and earth, as if it could cleanse all evil.

The battle between the two has surpassed the limits of the flesh and has risen to a contest of will and law.

On He Wushuang's wings, a blood-red light whistled towards the Ten-Crown King.

The Ten-Crown King formed seals with his hands, and the golden light condensed into huge mountains in his hands, smashing down towards He Wushuang.

Every collision would cause drastic changes between heaven and earth. The space was broken and reorganized under the attacks of the two, as if torn apart by endless power.

Fortunately, this world arena was set up by Jiang Huai, and even the desperate fight of the giant level could not really cause this arena to collapse.

"I wonder who will laugh last between He Guzu and that person..."

"Of course it's my domain Guzu. That person is strong, but how can he compare to my domain Guzu's deep accumulation?"

The hearts of the people in the foreign domain were full of tension.

Although they said so, they were always a little uneasy.

Although He Wushuang could not be regarded as the old immortal king of his domain, he was a legendary figure.

He entered the king realm many years earlier than the other party, and his accumulation was unimaginable. In addition, He Guzu's talent was rare in the world. Even some old immortal kings had to temporarily avoid the edge when facing He Guzu.

But he fought the opponent on equal terms. Although his methods were amazing, he never defeated the opponent from beginning to end.

Who could have expected such a result?

In the eyes of the people in the foreign land, He Gu Zuli should have defeated the opponent?

…

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It is unknown how many thousands of miles away.

In the towering Kundi Palace.

The atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed that even the air was frozen.

The immortal kings sat or stood, their eyes fixed on the battle screen projected in the void, and their hearts were filled with turbulent waves.

"This person is really scary. He has such strength when he just entered the king realm. If he is given some more time, won't he surpass us?"

An immortal king couldn't help but whisper to himself, his eyes full of fear.

"This person is indeed a threat and must be eliminated as soon as possible."

"Eliminate? It's a joke. These people are already showing mercy by not killing us... Do you want to lure that person here?"

Kundi sat on the throne in the center of the hall, his face gloomy as water, and he didn't say a word.

He originally thought that with He Wushuang's strength, he could easily win, but he never expected that the other party had already forced his beloved disciple to this point.

The king realm is different from other realms. It emphasizes self-accumulation. The other party has just entered the king realm. How can he catch up with a king who has accumulated power for an epoch in this realm?

"As expected of that person who taught him, he is so terrifying when he first entered the king realm, and he is inseparable from the Crane King. If he is given the same time as the Crane King, the Crane King would have been defeated long ago."

Yu Tuo spoke in a deep voice.

Although this sounded unpleasant, no one refuted it.

Pu Mowang narrowed his eyes slightly.

According to the arrangement, if He Wushuang lost, it would be his turn to play next.

As a giant, even if it is placed in the top few in the entire domain, it is naturally not afraid of a small newborn calf.

It is just that it is a little afraid of the origin of this group of people...

Liu Village...

An Lan and Yu Tuo once said that when they attacked the border of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the man had appeared...

When he beat them up, the other party also said that he was the master of Liu Village.

In this case, the other party is very likely from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, or the Immortal Realm.

But since when did that polluted territory still have such an existence?

When they rebelled and entered the foreign land, there was no so-called Lord of Liu Village...

Just as Pu Mowang's mind was racing, the battlefield changed again.

He Wushuang suddenly flashed and turned into a residual shadow to pounce on the Ten Crown King.

He formed a seal with his hands, and the pair of silver-white wings behind him suddenly fluttered. Billions of sword feathers burst out directly, forming a terrible sword energy storm, sweeping towards the Ten Crown King.

The power of this attack seemed to tear the whole world apart.

However, facing such a terrible attack, the Ten Crown King was still calm and fearless.

He raised his head and roared to the sky, and his blood surged like a wolf smoke, instantly condensing into a ferocious real dragon phantom, roaring towards the sword energy storm.

"Bang bang bang..."

The two collided, and a loud noise shook the earth.

The sword energy storm collapsed instantly, turning into countless sword energy flying in all directions.

The Ten-Crown King took the opportunity to advance, and his pair of iron fists blasted out like a rainstorm, each punch carrying the power to destroy the world.

Although He Wushuang barely resisted the Ten-Crown King's attack with the power of his wings, he was also beaten back step by step.

Blood kept flowing out of his body, and even under the continuous fist shadows, sword feathers kept falling.