Then, he sent a message to the white-clothed God King on the stands and begged the God King to protect the life of the Golden-winged King Xiaopeng.

After so many years, among the Tianpeng clan, only the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King has passed through the Tianguan set by the ancient saint of the Tianpeng clan. His appearance is amazing. Old Peng King can't bear to see him lose it like this.

You know, once you get on the ring, you will be divided into life and death. Even if Hua Yunfei kills the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, no one will say anything. It’s natural.

The God King pondered for a moment, but did not give an answer. He just sent a message to Hua Yunfei and asked him to make his own choice.

On the ring, Hua Yunfei had already rushed into the ground and completely defeated the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King who was still trying to resist, and had no strength to stand up.

At the same time, the sea of ​​stars above the arena disappeared, the Golden-winged Little Phang King was exhausted, and the magic of fighting dragon map naturally no longer existed.

Hua Yunfei wore a long water blue gown, as smooth as silk, and shined under the sunlight.

His appearance is extremely handsome, more amazing than some fairies. His faint divine light covers his body, making his body a little hazy, like a banished immortal.

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was lying weakly on the ground, and there was no part of his body intact. The bones in his body were broken by 90% and he was already unable to fight again.

"Kill me! Give me a pleasure and you will have no regrets if you can die in your hands."

He yelled to the sky, his whole body was already completely lost, his eyes were no longer visible, and his wildness and domineeringness were gone, only blood red.

Then, he actually burst into tears. A young overlord of the demon clan and a martial arts genius who was famous in the Eastern Wilderness actually shed tears.

The Tianguan set by the ancient saint of Tianpeng has been through the heavenly gates for life, and he never cried, but now, he can't help it.

What kind of experience is it to lose in the hands of the person you most desire to defeat? Even ordinary people will cry in depression, let alone the extreme paranoid Golden-winged Xiaopeng King?

Hua Yunfei looked at him expressionlessly, motionless.

"What are you still hesitating about? Kill me!"

The Golden-winged Little Peng King reluctantly reached out and covered his face. The golden blood of Peng fell down and flowed between the cracks of the rocks.

Since his debut, he has never suffered a defeat, but he has finally tasted the taste of failure.

"Where is the supreme holy art of your Tianpeng clan - the Tiandemon Holy Slaughter? Why don't you use it?"

Hua Yunfei didn't do anything, but instead asked this question.

He had received a message from the God King. Old King Peng spoke and pleaded with the God King. The powerful demon clans also spoke one after another, hoping to save the life of the demon clan genius.

However, the God King did not directly order him to make any decisions, but let him make his own decisions.

When the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

Then, there was a little bit of brilliance in his eyes.

"That kind of holy art has not been passed down, otherwise I might not have lost to you."

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King seemed to have found a new meaning of existence, and his frustration was diluted a lot.

"So that's it. I said, why didn't you use it? I wanted to crush this holy technique to defeat you, but I didn't expect that you wouldn't be able to do it at all."

Hua Yunfei shook his head gently, and his words were disappointed.

The wildness in the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King's eyes burst out again. His face gradually became arrogant. He wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a cough.

"Haha, the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Saint Technique was created by the saints of my Tianpeng clan. They appeared in the world specifically for killing saints. In that ancient times, I don't know how many saint-level existences were bleeding.

You just defeated me, and you dare to talk about my supreme holy art of the Tianpeng clan?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Hua Yunfei chuckled and shook his head, turned around and left.

"In my opinion, the Tianpeng clan is nothing more than a lie. Since you are so confident, what's the point of giving you a chance?

Haha, look up at my back until you get the Heavenly Demon Slaughter Sacred Art, come to me again!"

"you!"

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King wanted to sit up, but his injuries were too serious and it was impossible to achieve it.

He was very hurt in his heart. Even if he survived, he could only look up at the man's back.

At this moment, under the sunshine, the man was wearing a water-blue long gown, graceful like a banished immortal. His peerless charm is unforgettable.

Hua Yunfei stepped on the void and walked to the arena. He first looked at the God King, and then looked at the Old Peng King.

Old Peng Wang is burly, wearing a golden Taoist robe, with long golden hair all over his head without wind, and his eyes are like two sharp swords, combining with the heaven and earth.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with gratitude.

The God King was in charge here, and even if Hua Yunfei killed the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, no one dared to say anything.

However, Hua Yunfei still released the life of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King.

This action won the kindness of the demon clan. Not only the Old Peng King, but also the peerless demon kings in the demon clan's stands, all of them cast kind eyes on Hua Yunfei.

Hua Yunfei did not have any extra moves, but just smiled, and then turned slightly sideways.

Lao Peng Wang knew what Hua Yunfei meant. He took one step from the stands and came to the bottom of the arena in an instant.

Looking at the golden-winged Xiaopeng King who was covered in rags and like a sieve, he had no expression on his face.

However, when he realized that the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King had not yet disappeared, he couldn't help but nodded, which was beyond his expectations, because the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King was grown up, and he naturally knew his character.

"It's very good. You can win and be arrogant. You can lose, but you can't be discouraged."

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King had endless fighting spirit in his eyes, and in the depths, it turned into Hua Yunfei's figure.

"I must beat him!"

...

When the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was taken away, Hua Yunfei was the only one left on the ring.

He stood proudly on the spot, his eyes were extremely domineering, like a king, looking down at all directions.

"Just like three years ago, he was so desperate that no one dared to stand up..."

A boy in blue was filled with tears in his eyes, and for some reason, he just cried out like that.

He was a witness of the Moon Night Battle in the Divine City three years ago and a loyal fan of Hua Yunfei. Even when Hua Yunfei's reputation fell to the bottom, he still supported idols and verbally fought against scholars.

Finally, he once again saw the invincible Hua Yunfei, his peerless charm, which made him unforgettable forever.

Under the ring, a small half of the people were dressed in water-blue clothes. They burst into tears and shouted the name of Hua Yunfei. The trembling voice shocked everyone.

In the stands, monks from all major forces couldn't help but look at the figure representing invincible on the ring. What kind of charm does this man have? How can he have so many supporters?

"It's so perfect, with strong strength, flawless face, strong and upright figure, ethereal and elegant temperament...

Is there really such a perfect person in this world? I always feel that he is like a dream, the self in everyone's dream."

Someone shook his head and sighed, and the envy in his heart could not be expressed in words.

Yao Xi and the Saint of Yao Chi had long been inseparable from Hua Yunfei, staring at Hua Yunfei without blinking.

However, they occasionally look at each other and smile...

"Hua Yunfei is worthy of being a disciple of the God King and a future leader appointed by the God King.

At a young age, he can no longer find an opponent in the same level, and his future achievements are limitless."

"Yes, this kind of talent is only of ancient times, comparable to that of the Great Emperor Wuchu in his youth."

"I think he is the second in the beginning. In the future, he will be able to step on the kings, reach the top, and lead the human race to the top."

As Hua Yunfei defeated the Golden-winged Queen Xiaopeng without any suspense, senior figures from various forces were not stingy with praise and praised them one after another.

For a moment, Hua Yunfei was in the limelight.

Wang Chengkun could not sit still in the stands of the Beiyuan Wang family. He could not stand this kind of scene. He believed that his son Wang Teng was the pride of heaven who should enjoy praise from all parties, not Hua Yunfei.

Even though Hua Yunfei is a disciple of the peerless god king, he doesn't care at all.

His son Wang Teng is a man of heaven. He has been looking for a crane since he was a child to help him build the foundation of the emperor.

Along the way, all kinds of peerless opportunities emerged one after another, all fell on his son Wang Teng. This unparalleled fortune is simply the chosen son of God, so only his son is worthy of being independent of the field.

Wang Teng's eyes were also a little strange.

You should know that in the past, he would become the protagonist wherever he went, without exception.

This was the first time he had been forgotten by the world, and this feeling made him feel a little unhappy.
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