Chapter 511

How to dare to face the king!

Yang Hao shot, and all the body is bursting out a path of fire power, the guns are dancing, burning the sky, constantly attacking, actively attacking Zhao Feng, taking the lead.

The raging sea of ​​fire continued to roll over the sky and burned the sky, so that the temperature between the heavens and the earth rose a lot.

This kind of power naturally makes many people secretly nod.

It is worthy of being a master in the top 100 of the list, and it seems to be extraordinary and powerful.

Only Zhao Feng has lost to Ye Chen 12 years ago. He has been retreating in closed-door cultivation, practicing all kinds of methods, constantly growing cultivation base, breaking through the realm, and this morning will be a cultivation base. Powerful to the most extreme of this life.

Nowadays, facing Yang Lan, he just smiles indifferently. For example, Yang Lan has extended his big hand and covered the whole stage of the military. He directly pressed it down.

The king took the shot and let the world truly witness the true power of the king after twelve years.

The gods are burning, the voids are burned and distorted, but the moment when the big hand of the 朦胧azure light is scattered, all the fires are annihilated by themselves, and they can’t hurt the big hand.

boom–

Yang Hao directly shot the whole person, and the powerful is like this super god. It is also the super master of the top 100 in the list of the princes. It is so unable in the face of the real king in the same generation. To withstand a single blow, was directly shot and flew out, sprinkling blood in the sky.

Only Zhao Feng did not stop, the big hand is still sticking out, grabbing Yang Lan.

Yang Lan changed color, tried to make a long shout, and resisted desperately.

“you dare! ”

The red elder on the ship of the Goddess of the Red God is discolored. This is the youngest arrogance of the most innate talent after this generation of Zhongshe died. It is regarded as the next generation of the Lord, how can it happen.

He immediately shot, but at the same time, Tianmen’s Tiangu elder also shot, blocking the red elder, and succinctly said: “Red man elder, this is the confrontation between the younger generation, I should not intervene in the older generation, right Let’s go.”

The red elder is about to jump on his feet. At the same time, the palm of Zhao Feng’s palm is about to touch Yang’s body. The other big hand is shot, and the azure light is blocked, in the void. Collided together, void trembled.

“Wind King, for a small seal, you can also take a shot with your king.”

Zhao Guo’s god ship went out of a king’s shot. It was Crown Prince Zhao Wudao, expressionless, which directly shocked Zhao Feng’s palm, and let Yang Yan, who had a lingering heart, return to the god ship of the Red God Valley, and it was safe.

He understood that if Zhao did not take the shot, this time he was mostly dangerous.

Zhao Feng no longer looks at Yang Lan, sweeping Zhao Wudao, said: “Zhao Wudao, do you want to shoot?”

“Yes, since 12 years ago, the temple has been in the midst of perseverance, and it has not been shot for a long time. Nowadays, in the face of Tianmen’s famous Wang Fengfeng, naturally, there is also a battle for the war. ?”

Zhao Wudao chuckled, his smile filled with cold and indifferent, from the Shenzhou ship stepped up to the hundred zhang long and wide martial arts stage, standing here, the same powerful king Daowei bursting, colliding with it, the whole stage was in Wuyi It trembled, and it was broken up by two prestige of king.

Zhu Qiang Suddenly, this is the king. I have never seen a shot for many years. Although it is now immortal, the real king is famous for its glory, and it has overwhelmed the former king. But as a king, it is also an extremely powerful generation, and who is Weak hand.

If this is not the king of the world, who else dares to say that it is to take away the brilliant rays of light on them.

Feng Wang expression is as cold as ever, suddenly smiles, smiles very cold, said: “Zhao Wudao, heard of you in the past, was taken away part of the king’s origin, is it?”

When it comes to the old things, it is still indifferent to Zhao Wudao. At this moment, the expression suddenly appears to be somewhat awkward.

The shame of twelve years ago cannot be forgotten.

In the past, he also had great glory and enthusiasm, the king overbearing, the generation of the world, the real king is only one or two people.

It was during that time that he suffered a great defeat in his life and was easily suppressed.

That person is the reincarnation of the sacred king of the Tianwang retreat.

Powerful as him, the king’s arrogance, no matter how extreme, but easily suppressed by the fighting king of the king, took away part of the blood of the king’s origin.

On another ship of God, the same terrifying word is distributed. It is the god ship of Holy Land. The Son of God has the same experience as Zhao Wudao.

Moreover, these two forces and the fighting king are the most hateful, from the Son to the Lord, then to the Lord, and finally to the old and not dead, have been fighting for the Holy King or taking the source, or killed.

This hatred is simply not wearing the sky.

Only soon, Zhao Wudao calmed down, looking at the majestic Dufeng of Tianmen, and the dawn seemed to be down. He said: “This time, I am **** in order to find the moon, it should be said that it is the fighting king. It’s a dead battle with him. But he has been retreating for so many years, I’m afraid it’s like a rumor, sitting in a closed place.”

As soon as this sentence came out, all Tianmen disciplines and elders were furious.

For them, no matter whether the Tianmen sect master or the fighting king, it is a person worthy of worship, but the dignity of Tianmen, and does not allow others to be ashamed.

Even Zhao Feng is the same, the defeat of the past defeated in the hands of the fighting king, but he understands that the fighting king is so powerful, and he is the brother of the fairy, there is no hatred, more is also a Kind of admiration.

For the younger generations of the heavens, even for the king, the fighting king is absolutely an unbeaten myth that is worthy of awe and respect.

Naturally, foreigners are not allowed to fight like this.

Zhao Feng glanced at Zhao Wudao coldly and said: “The fighting king has always been in a retreat, and it is the same as you guessed.”

Zhao Wudao sneered, said: “The temple really has to admit that the fighting king is indeed very powerful, but that is all before. Now he has been closed for 12 years. Who dares to deny that he is not an accident. You and me For the first generation, who will be closed for 12 years? If it is not an accident, if you say it, who will believe it?”

Although I don’t want to admit Zhao’s words, it’s really a long time to retreat. The retreat is twelve years. It’s really too long, so many people are deeply puzzled about fighting the king. status.