Swallow Dragon King

Chapter 675 I would rather die than surrender!
Xiao was shocked to death!

Below the arena, the spectators were all trembling in their hearts and inexplicably terrified. They didn't expect that Qing Yuanzong Tianjiao would be so bold and reckless that he would dare to kill him at this time.

And on the stage, every one of the Tianjiao warriors of the Tianling Empire couldn't help but feel their hearts tremble at this moment.

This time the decisive battle was originally going to be six against six, but now that Xiao Jing died, the situation has completely changed, from the original six against six to six against five!
This is like a dike of a thousand miles, but now, a gap has been opened. Once the gap is opened, soon, the entire dike will collapse completely.

The situation is very unfavorable to the Tianling Empire!

At this moment, even the Seventh Prince couldn't help but feel his heart shake. Xiao Jing died, and the situation took a turn for the worse. There was an extra Baifutu. If Baifutu and Zu Qianyuan joined forces, he would be invincible!

Sure enough, after killing Xiao Jing, Baifutu didn't hesitate at all, and directly strode forward, rushing towards the Seventh Prince.

Originally, the Seventh Prince had already struggled enough to face Zu Qianyuan's frozen sword intent, but now, Baifu slaughtered again, and his pressure suddenly increased.

Although the strength of Baifutu is not as good as that of the Seventh Prince and Zu Qianyuan, but now the Seventh Prince and Zu Qianyuan are evenly matched. The addition of Baifutu is definitely enough to change the situation of the battle.

"Hundred battle marksmanship!"

The Seventh Prince gritted his teeth, and erupted with an even more astonishing aura. The spear was full of intent, and countless cold lights flickered on the spear, and the fighting spirit was overwhelming.

Now, no matter what, he had to hold on, otherwise, if he lost, this battle would probably come to an end soon.

"Seventh prince, you are very strong, but now, you have already lost the game, you should admit defeat early, otherwise, your life will be in danger!"

Zu Qianyuan sneered, there was a talisman light flashing on his body, and the talisman was burning, his icy aura became more intense, and ice crystals appeared around the ring, snowflakes were flying, above the snowflakes , all of them had astonishing sword intent.

But at this moment, above the body of Baifutu, the black energy surged into the sky, and it turned into a big Buddha's hand. In the void, it suddenly slapped down, and came to suppress it with a mighty force.

Bang!
The next moment, the Seventh Prince was sent flying. He tried his best to resist Zu Qianyuan, but at this moment, he was slapped away by Baifutu's palm. If he hadn't been resisted by the fish-scale golden armor, he might have been severely injured by the palm at this moment.

"Damn it, damn it, Xiao Jing missed a big deal!"

Under the arena, the old eunuch who had been following the Seventh Prince's eyes froze at this moment, revealing a look of eagerness. If this battle continues, it may be bad for the Seventh Prince!

"Something is wrong. The strength of these Qingyuanzong Tianjiao is unexpectedly strong. They must have taken some kind of elixir that can increase their strength in a short time. Otherwise, the emperor will definitely be able to suppress Zu Qianyuan. !"

At this moment, even the Great Emperor Tianling frowned. He had heard about Qianyuan, the ancestor of Qingyuanzong, and he had a good understanding of this person's strength.

But now, Zu Qianyuan's strength is much stronger than expected, at least [-]% to [-]% higher. If only Zu Qianyuan is like this, then he will not doubt it.

But now, even Fang Yan, Gong Yizhou and others have exploded with astonishing strength, which has surpassed the performance of Fang Yan and Gong Yizhou in the palace that day.

"These guys really came prepared. They have been prepared a long time ago. By taking pills and using talismans to improve their strength, we are completely passive!"

Emperor Tianling was very anxious. Now that the battle had begun, he knew that if he took action to stop this battle, it would inevitably attract countless criticisms, which would be very detrimental to the Tianling Empire.

But at this moment, Zhao Fengyun squinted his eyes and saw the anxious expression of Emperor Tianling. He was extremely proud. He was an emperor, a supreme being who controlled countless living beings, but now, he was helpless!

This is the strength of Qingyuanzong. After he joined Qingyuanzong, he felt the strength of Qingyuanzong more and more!
"Emperor Tianling, you never thought of it, did you? This is a killing game. Your Tianling Empire will lose its reputation. From now on, you will never be able to compare with me, Qingyuanzong!"

Zhao Fengyun sneered.

on the ring.

The Seventh Prince became more and more embarrassed. He was stimulated with all his potential. With a roar, he stabbed out with a spear. The shadow of the spear was like a dragon, and the dragon's aura surged, which actually saved a lot of disadvantages.

But at this moment, both Zu Qianyuan and Bai Futu were smiling. Now, the seventh prince is in chaos, and he can't hold on for long!

Boom boom boom...

But at this moment, on Fang Yan's body, a phantom of the God of Flame appeared, the flames billowed, and the blood of the God of Flame was stimulated to the extreme by him.

His strength skyrocketed, and the light of the talisman flickered. It was obvious that he had activated some kind of flame talisman. The surging flames turned into fire dragons, rushing out with a howl.

bang bang bang...

Under the impact of the fire dragon, Tu Heimo's footsteps retreated, and he couldn't help but tremble in his eyes, but immediately, a fire dragon struck and knocked Tu Heimo away.

Pfft!
Tu Heimo fell onto the ring, his chest was scorched black, bloody and bloody, his injuries were extremely serious, and the severe pain almost made him faint.

Another lost!
The battle situation is getting worse and worse!
Everyone's hearts were raised in their throats. Could it be that the Tianling Empire is really about to lose this battle?

This is a battle of glory, Qing Yuanzong Tianjiao, if he is defeated, how will the Tianling Empire hold its head up in the future?

"Haha, you people of the Heavenly Spirit Empire are simply vulnerable!"

Fang Yan sneered again and again, and joined forces with Gong Yizhou to deal with Ning Jiang.

Ning Jiang's swordsmanship is quite strong, and he was about to defeat Gong Yizhou, but with Fang Yan joining, he immediately fell into a disadvantage.

After insisting on thirty moves, Ning Jiang was also bombarded by the fire dragon and flew out of the ring. His face was pale. He had tried his best in this battle, but in the end, he failed to change the situation of the battle.

Fang Yan and Gong Yizhou joined forces again, together with Luo Xuanyang, to besiege Wu Feng.

Just a moment later, Wu Feng also fell out of the arena, and his injuries were more serious than those of Ning Jiang and Tu Heimo. If his physical body was not strong enough, he might have fallen by now!

In this battle, up to now, on the entire arena, only the Seventh Prince and Li Changkong are left on the side of the Tianling Empire!

Moreover, it seemed that Li Changkong would be defeated soon. At that time, a situation of six people fighting against the Seventh Prince would be formed!
"Your Majesty, admit defeat, and if we continue to fight, I'm afraid that the Seventh Prince's life will be lost!"

The old eunuch walked in front of Emperor Tianling, and even said that the current situation is too unfavorable for the Seventh Prince and the Tianling Empire!
At this moment, Emperor Tianling looked extremely embarrassed and fell into a dilemma.

If they give up, Tianling Empire will suffer an unprecedented blow, be defeated at the gate of the house, and its reputation will fall to the ground!
If you don't give up, I'm afraid that even the Seventh Prince will die!
His hands trembled, and his whole body seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden.

But just for a moment, he raised his head, as if he had already made up his mind and was about to speak.

But immediately, above the ring, came the roar of the Seventh Prince: "Father, my son, I would rather die than surrender!"

(End of this chapter)