Chapter 510: The king has no first

Facing the king, how dare to neglect!
Yang Qi shot, and his whole body burst out with the power of divine fire, the sharp spear was dancing, burning the sky, and constantly attacking, actively attacking Zhao Feng, taking the lead.
Pieces of fire continued to roll over the sky, burning the sky, causing the temperature between the sky and the earth to rise a lot.
This kind of power naturally made many people nod to themselves.
Worthy of being a master in the top 100 of the Fenghou list, he really looked extraordinary and powerful.
It's just that since Zhao Feng lost to Ye Chen twelve years ago, he has been in retreat, practicing various methods, constantly increasing his cultivation base, breaking through the gods, and this morning he has made his cultivation strong enough. Above the most extreme of this life.
Now facing Yang Qi, he just smiled indifferently, just like Yang Qi before, stretched out his big hand, covered the entire stage of martial arts, and directly pressed down.
The king's action allowed the world to truly witness the true power of the king after twelve years.
The sacred fire was overwhelming, and the void was burnt and distorted, but at the moment that the big hand that scattered the hazy blue light pressed down, all the sacred fire was automatically annihilated, and it could not hurt the big hand at all.
boom--
Yang Qi was shot flying, as powerful as this super god, and even one of the top 100 super masters, facing the real kings of the same generation, he was so unbearable. With one blow, he was shot and flew out, spilling blood into the sky.
It's just that Zhao Feng never stopped, and his big hand still stretched out and grabbed Yang Qi.
Yang Qi's discoloration changed, and she tried her best to make a long roar, resisting desperately.
"you dare!"
The red elders on the Red God Valley God Ship changed color. This is the most talented young arrogant of this generation after the death of King Red Lin. It is regarded as the next generation of holy master training, how can something go wrong.
He immediately shot, but at the same time, the elder Tiangu of the Tianmen also shot, blocking the elders of the scars, and said sternly: "Elders of the scars, this is a confrontation between the younger generation, I should not wait for the older generation to intervene, yes Right."
Elder Chiren was about to jump and yell at him. At the same time, when Feng Wang Zhao Feng's palm was about to touch Yang Qi's body, his other big hand was shot out, and he blocked the big blue light hand in the void. Crashing together, the void trembled.
"The King of Wind, for a little prince, it's a bit too late for you to act like a king."
A king came out of Zhao's ship, and it was Prince Zhao Wudao, expressionless, and directly shook Zhao Feng's palm, so that Yang Qi, who had a lingering fear on his face, returned to the ship in Scarlet God Valley without incident.
He realized that if it hadn't been for Zhao Wudao's shot, this time he would be in danger.
Zhao Feng stopped looking at Yang Qi, and swept towards Zhao Wudao, and said, "Zhao Wudao, do you want to make a move?"
"Yes, since twelve years ago, the main hall has been in painstaking cultivation, and it hasn't been a forefront of cultural resistance for a long time. Now, facing the famous King Feng Wang of Tianmen, there are naturally some who have made a fight. Can Wind King dare?"
Zhao Wudao smiled lightly, his smile was full of cold indifference. He stepped from the ship to the hundred-foot-long martial arts arena. Standing here, there is also a powerful king Daowei bursting out, colliding with it, and the whole martial arts arena is shaking. When he got up, it was almost shattered by the prestige of the two kings.
Zhu Qiang was shocked. This is the king. For many years he has not seen a move. Although the immortal true king is now prestigious and overwhelming the former king, as the king, he is also an extremely powerful generation. Who is it? Weak hands.
If it weren't for the birth of the true king in this life, who would dare to say that it would take away the brilliant light from them.
The wind king looked as cold as ever, he suddenly smiled, and laughed coldly, and said: "Zhao Wudao, I heard that you have been taken away from the original source of the king, right?"
When it comes to the old things, Zhao Wudao, who was originally indifferent, suddenly looked a little sordid at this moment.
The shame of twelve years ago cannot be forgotten.
In the past, he has never been brilliant and energetic, the king is domineering, and the world is over, the true king is only one or two people.
It was during that era that he suffered a major defeat in his life and was easily suppressed.
That person was the incarnation of the incarnation of the Fighting Saint King who couldn't get out of the Tianmen Gate.
As powerful as him, the king's arrogance, so superb, but easily suppressed by the birth of the fighting holy king, taking away a part of the king's original blood.
On the other divine ship, there was also a terrifying power emanating. It was the divine ship of Canglan Holy Land. Saint Canglan had the same experience as Zhao Wudao.
Moreover, these two forces have the deepest grievances with the fighting king. From the saint son to the hero, to the holy master, and finally to the old immortality, they were all taken away by the fighting king alone or their origin~EbookFREE.me~ or Killed.
This hatred is simply not shared.
Only soon, Zhao Wudao calmed down, looking at the majestic and magnificent Dufeng of Tianmen, his eyes appeared stern, and said: "This time, I am just looking for the moon. It should be said that I am fighting the holy king and fighting him to the death. However, he has been in retreat for so many years, I am afraid that, as the rumors have said, he has sat in the retreat."
As soon as this sentence came out, all the Tianmen disciples and elders became angry.
For them, both the Tianmen Sect Master or the Fighting Saint King is a person worthy of worship. It is the dignity of the Tianmen and does not allow others to blaspheme like this.
Even if Zhao Feng is the same, his previous defeat was in the hands of the fighting king, but he understands how powerful the fighting king is, and he is the elder brother of Fairy Xi, there is no hatred at all, and more is one. Kind of admiration.
For the countless young generations of the heavens and domains, even for the king, the fighting holy king is definitely an invincible myth worthy of awe and respect.
Naturally, outsiders are not allowed to desecrate the King of Fighting in this way.
Zhao Feng glanced at Zhao Wudao coldly and said, "The Fighting Saint King has always been in retreat, trying his best to restore his former peak state. How can it be as you guessed it."
Zhao Wudao sneered, and said: "The temple does want to admit that the Fighting Saint King is indeed very powerful, but that is just the past. Now he has been closed for twelve years. Who dares to deny that he is not in trouble. For you and me For a generation, who will stay in isolation for a full twelve years. If it is not an accident, who will believe it?"
Although I don’t want to admit Zhao Wudao’s words, the Fighting Saint King has indeed been in retreat for too long. One retreat is twelve years, which is indeed too long. Many people are deeply puzzled by the Fighting Saint King. status.