Chapter 739: Self-Inflicted Punishment (Page 1/1)

He was at the peak of the late stage of the Immortal Realm, and he was only one step away from the True Immortal, but this step was thousands of miles away, and Duan Muquan didn't realize that he had the slightest possibility of winning.

If you lose today, you will break through the true fairy realm in the next day, and you can get it back, but if you lose your life, you will have nothing in vain.

After thinking about it again and again, Duan Muquan, who was extremely arrogant, lowered his head, intending to admit defeat!

At this moment, a cold voice came, "Mu Quan, you can't lose, you're going to lose, what is the face of the martial god, you can only die in the ring, and you must not spit out any words to admit defeat." ”

Duan Muquan looked over at the person who spoke up, that person was none other than an elder of the Martial God Temple, and the elder's face was cold, which made him shiver unconsciously.

Yes, he can throw in the towel, but can his father agree?

How can he admit defeat?

Even if he admits defeat and returns to the Martial God Temple, he is afraid that he will never have a bright future, and he may even be brutally tortured by his father.

"Duan Shao, admit defeat, you are not my opponent, if you continue to fight, you can only die in vain, why bother?"

Wu Siyuan sneered, he knew that Duan Muquan was about to collapse, and once he admitted defeat, he would win.

"No! I can't lose, I have to fight! I'm the son of the Martial God, and I must not lose to a piece of garbage, a piece of waste!"

Thinking of this, Duan Muquan's hand rested on the jade pendant on his chest, and he suddenly took off the jade pendant and held it high to the sky.

Jade shattered!

The golden Yang Zhigang is just in the sun, bathing Duan Muquan's body and mind like raindrops!

This is the Jiuyang jade pendant given to him by the martial god Duan Tianyang, which contains the most rigid and pure Rihua, which can replenish the lost Qianyang Qi in an instant, which is equivalent to Duan Muquan's second life, and its preciousness can no longer be described as priceless.

Duan Muquan originally wanted to keep it for when he encountered life and death difficulties. But now he can't go back!

"You!"

Seeing that Duan Muquan's spirit and spirit reached its peak state in an instant, or even better, his whole body was shining with golden light, like a sharp mad knife, exuding a monstrous domineering momentum, Wu Siyuan had an urge to die.

He now has two or three percent of his dantian qi left, but he didn't expect that not only did he not scare Duan Muquan, but he provoked a more powerful opponent, which was really a blood mold for eight lifetimes.

"Are you afraid?" Duan Muquan looked at the stunned Wu Siyuan and laughed coldly.

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