Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 740 Emperor Chapter : You Lose

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

But few people can go to the extreme on this path.

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

It was fine at the beginning, I just followed the old methods to hone my talents, but it became more and more difficult later on, just like an eagle that has reached old age.

If you want to be reborn, fly in the sky again, and become the well-deserved king of the sky,

You have to bear the pain of breaking off and pulling out all the old feathers, claws, and teeth on your body, and replace them with brand new claws and teeth.

It is naturally impossible for He Wushuang to live until old age, but he has to do so.

It plucks out its own cover feathers one by one and stores them inside its body, including the strongest feathers.

They have to endure the pain of their skin being peeled off by the coverts, and they also have to endure the pain of the feathers piercing their hearts.

This will take another entire epoch of time.

He Wushuang had finally managed to forge his wings, which seemed to be carefully carved out of white jade, into a divine weapon that was no weaker than a royal weapon.

Moreover, since the wings originally grew on his body, even after being re-tempered, they were still much more convenient to use than those of other royal soldiers. He could use them as easily as using one's own arm.

"kill!"

He Wushuang's eyes were extremely cold, with overwhelming murderous intent and terrifying power, he rushed straight towards the Ten-Crown King.

The silver-white sword feathers just trembled slightly, and billions of sword rays rushed up into the sky. The sky was trembling, as if it would be cut into countless pieces in the next moment.

The swords converged together like an unimaginable torrent of steel, rushing towards the Ten-Champion.

After so many years of humiliation, his domain must regain some face today...

He Wushuang's eyes were fixed.

When they met in the Boundary Sea, the reason why he fled immediately was naturally not because he was afraid.

But I am worried that the group of people will attack together.

After all, two fists are no match for four hands.

Even if it was him, if a group of people surrounded and beat him up, he might die if he was not careful.

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

The most important thing is that this group of people has had such a precedent before. Although they are powerful, if there are no rules, they always like to bully the minority with their numbers, so we naturally have to be on guard.

The Ten-time Champion glanced at the Ten-time Champion, but did not speak, and raised his arms slightly.

In an instant, all the energy and blood in his body surged up from the major acupoints between his arms like wolf smoke, surging and shining. The scorching heat overflowed from the energy and blood of the Ten-Crown King. The mere circulation of energy and blood was enough to evaporate the rivers.

As the energy and blood surged, visible whirlpools of energy and blood instantly formed around the body of the Ten-Champion.

The vortex was huge and scorching hot, like countless suns hanging in the sky, with heat waves rolling in, directly sucking the menacing sword beams into it.

The sword beams collided and rubbed in the vortex, making sharp hissing sounds, as if countless sharp 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 completely consumed.

He Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly.
He didn't expect that the Ten-time Champion could dissolve his sword energy so easily.

But not too surprised.

After all, it was just the strong wind created by the waving of his wings, and he didn't think that he could rely on these sword beams to hurt the opponent.

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

On its body, the silver-white wings shone brightly and dazzlingly, as if an unimaginably huge bright moon rose from the sea, illuminating the entire battlefield.

"Hahaha, good time!"

The ten-time champion roared and rushed forward like a cannonball.

He is a burly man with muscular body and endless power.
No matter whether it is the magic skills learned or the World Tree Fairy Seed in the body, all of them emphasize breaking ten skills with one force and suppressing the world with vast and irresistible force.

The Ten-time Champion's eyes were blank, only the undying fighting spirit was sweeping through his body.

The moment he soared into the air, he quickly formed fists with both hands and used the True Dragon Fist, which he had mastered to perfection, to strike out directly.

At the same time, there was a huge real dragon phantom following him, roaring continuously, like an ancient god, guarding the Ten Crown King.

"Boom!"

The True Dragon Fist roared out, and the real punch was like a dragon. Every time a punch landed, a true dragon phantom would roar out and collide fiercely with the silver-white sword feathers on He Wushuang's body.

The sword feathers neighed and the cranes cried out to the sky.

Billions of silver-white sword feathers vibrated in unison, emitting soft hums and forming a silver-white brilliant light curtain on He Wushuang's body surface.

Although the light curtain was damaged in the end, it still managed to withstand the fierce attack of the Ten-time Champion.

"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 like blood.

The ten-time champion's eyes narrowed slightly, like a giant peak, not daring to shrink, and rushed out bathed in the golden light.

"Bang bang bang..."

The punch was so powerful that it shook the heaven and earth, but when it hit He Wushuang's sword feathers, it was like a drop in the ocean. The blood-red halo flowed, but it could not break through He Wushuang's defense.

Outside the world arena.

It is a very spacious open-air square with a flat surface.

It is not man-made.

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

now.

This place is already overcrowded with people, so crowded that people are even shoulder to shoulder.

Almost all the creatures of all races nearby, as long as they were still able to move, rushed over, wanting to witness history and to see his domain regain its dignity and avenge its previous humiliation.

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

One is a freak that makes many immortal ancestors in his domain complain bitterly.

One was the leader of the younger generation in his domain in the past, and he is also the ancient ancestor of the current king realm, the most powerful one in the domain. No matter in the past or now, he is extremely glorious and his career has never ended.

The battle between the two sides does not need to be deliberately publicized at all.

Not to mention that collisions between king realms are rare and hard to come by, especially under the watchful eyes of so many people.

The people from the foreign land didn't dare to breathe, for fear of missing any details.

The most central location of this plain is also the most suitable place for viewing the scenery.

Tuwazi and others were entrenched there.

All the space around was left vacant, as if no strangers were allowed to approach.

Of course, no alien creature dared to come over, and it was too late to avoid them.

"Let's not talk about anything else. He Wushuang's feathers are really strong. I don't know how they were forged."

The country boy withdrew his gaze and could not help but comment. He was not worried about the safety of the ten-time champion.

After all, he was the master who dominated the Three Thousand Continents Prodigy Competition for ten generations. He became famous at a young age and possessed unimaginable charm even in his youth.

Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that even he is no match for the ten-time champion.

Although he can be considered a genius, he is still a little inferior to the real peerless genius.

Although the collision between the two seems to be evenly matched,
But Tuwazi knew very well in his heart.
The ten-time champion has far more tricks up his sleeve than these, and he has many hidden tricks that he hasn't shown yet.

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

As the young generation who are equally famous in the village, they have discussed and communicated with each other privately.

Even though he had a body made of thick earth and was born with resistance to blows, he couldn't withstand many punches from the ten-time champion.

The opponent's fist had long been completely derived from the True Dragon Fist and integrated with his own Taoism. Its power was terrifying and could easily shatter galaxies and cut off star systems.

But no one expected He Wushuang's physique to be so strong. The sword feathers on his body seemed as thin as a cicada's wings, but he stood upright and withstood so many punches from the Ten-Champion!

Gu Chen, Zexian and others spoke, staring at the arena intently.

After thinking for a while, I thought about how I should break the opponent's feathers if it were my turn to play.

There must be a winner between the two sides.

This is a battle to the death, and only the winner can survive to the end.

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

In the field.

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

The two men fought back and forth, punching each other hard, and every collision would produce an earth-shaking sound, as if to tear the entire space apart.

A blood-red light shone on He Wushuang's wings. Every time he waved his wings, a bloody storm would be created. A monstrous black fog spread out from the bloody rain, obscuring his own aura and making it difficult for the Ten-Crown King to grasp the opponent's figure.

The ten-time champion was bathed in golden light, like an undefeated god of war, standing firm no matter what kind of attack he faced.

Every punch and every kick contains the righteous energy of heaven and earth, as if it can cleanse all evil.

The battle between the two has gone beyond the limits of the flesh and has risen to a contest of wills and laws.

Above He Wushuang’s wings, a blood-red light whizzed towards the Ten-Crown King.

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

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

Fortunately, this world arena was set up by Jiang Huai. Even the desperate fight of giants could not really cause the arena to collapse.

"I wonder who will have the last laugh between He Gu Zu and that person..."

"Of course it's my domain's ancient ancestor. That person is certainly strong, but how could he possibly be comparable to the profound accumulation of my domain's ancient ancestor?"

Everyone in the foreign land was filled with tension.

Although I said this, I still felt a little uneasy.

Although He Wushuang cannot be considered as the old immortal king of his domain, he is a legendary figure.

He entered the king realm many years earlier than his opponent, and his accumulation is unimaginable. In addition, He Guzu's talent is rare in the world. Even some old immortal kings have to temporarily avoid He Guzu when facing him.

But he fought on equal terms with the opponent. Although his methods were amazing, he was never able to defeat the opponent.

Who could have imagined such a result?
In the eyes of everyone in foreign lands, He Gu Zuli should be able to easily defeat the other party, right?
...

...

I don't know how many thousands of miles apart we are.

Inside the towering Kundi Palace.

The atmosphere was so heavy that even the air seemed to have frozen.

A group of immortal kings were either sitting or standing, their eyes fixed on the battle scene projected in the void, with turbulent waves in their hearts.

"This person is really terrifying. He has such strength when he just entered the King Realm. If he is given 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? That's a joke. These people are showing mercy by not killing us... Are you trying to lure that person over here?"

Kunti sat on the throne in the center of the hall, his face as gloomy as water, and he said nothing.

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

The King Realm is different from the other realms. What matters is one's own accumulation. The other party has only just entered the King Realm. How can he possibly catch up with a King who has accumulated power for an epoch in this realm?
"As expected of him who was taught by that person, he is so formidable when he first enters the King Realm, and he is even inseparable from the Crane King. If he is given the same amount of time as the Crane King, I'm afraid the Crane King would have been defeated long ago."

Yu Tuo spoke in a deep voice.

Although this sounded harsh, no one spoke out to refute it.

King Pu's eyes were slightly narrowed.

According to the arrangement, if He Wushuang loses, it will be its turn to play next.

As a giant-level existence, even if it is placed in the entire domain, it is ranked among the top few in terms of strength. Naturally, he is not afraid of a small newborn calf.

It's just that it's a little wary of the origins of this group of people...

Willow Village...

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

When beating them up, the other party also bluntly stated that he was the master of Liu Village.

If that's the case, the other party is most likely from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, or the Fairyland.

But since when did that already polluted territory still have such an existence?
When we rebelled and entered a foreign land, there was no so-called Lord of Liu Village...

Just as Pu Mowang's mind was racing, changes occurred again on the battlefield.

He Wushuang suddenly flashed and turned into a shadow as he pounced towards the Ten-Crown King.

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

The power of this blow seemed to tear the entire world apart.

However, faced with such a terrible blow, the ten-time champion remained calm and fearless.

He let out a long roar towards the sky, and the blood in his body surged up like wolf smoke, instantly condensing into ferocious phantoms of real dragons, roaring and rushing towards the sword energy storm.

"Bang bang bang..."

The two collided, causing an earth-shattering noise.

The sword energy storm collapsed in an instant, turning into countless sword energies that flew in all directions.

The ten-time champion took advantage of the opportunity to advance, his pair of iron fists blasting out like a rainstorm, each punch carrying the power to destroy the world.

Although He Wushuang managed to resist the attack of the Ten-Crown King with the power of his wings, he was still beaten back step by step.

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

(End of this chapter)